Swallowed the thunderous fruit, was dragged by his girlfriend to slaughter God

puff...

Before the words were finished, the machine in front of the short-haired worker twitched slightly, spraying some dirty black oil,

exactly,

A few drops splashed onto his freshly wiped face...

"Hey, I said just now that our place is clean, isn't that slapping me?" The short-haired worker shook his head and sighed softly.

resignedly,

He picked up the rag again and wiped the oil off his face.

Rumbling--

At this time, outside the production workshop, Leiyin became more and more dull, rolling and heavy, and heavy rain would come at any time.

"It's going to rain heavily, finish your work early and go to bed." The middle-aged worker looked out the window covered with clouds,

Pick up the oily wrench,

Walk towards a machine lying on the ground.

"Okay, got it." The short-haired worker pouted,

Just as he dropped the rag and was about to swing the hammer,

boom--!

A bright thunder light pierced the night, like a round of scorching sun sinking, bursting out with a strong light comparable to daytime!

This strong light tears the darkness and lights up the workshop!

"Huh?" The short-haired worker subconsciously turned his head to look after his eyes were stinging.

this look,

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression changed dramatically!

In the blazing thunder,

Short-haired workers clearly see,

A slender figure was leaning against the thunder, hanging from the roof of a high-rise building, with a pair of eyes quietly overlooking the earth below,

moment,

The figure in the thunder seems to have noticed something,

eyes downcast,

In the eyes of the workers with short hair,

That is...a pair of eyes that are as scarlet as blood! !

"The yamen came to the door?!"

In an instant, the short-haired worker reacted and yelled in horror!

hum!

His eyebrows light up, and his short hair is calm and automatic, which is a sign that the surging mental power is about to explode!

But at the next moment,

The short-haired worker was stunned,

He was shocked to find that the other companions in the workshop... were indifferent to this? !

Next to him, the middle-aged worker turned his back to him, squatting on the ground with a wrench, carefully repairing the machine, turning a deaf ear to the thunder.

Farther away, the female worker continued to disassemble parts, letting the dirty engine oil drip on her body...

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, kill the people in the thunder outside!" The short-haired worker frowned and shouted loudly,

however,

The others still didn't respond, each doing what they were doing.

"It's so itchy."

Moreover, the middle-aged worker with his back turned raised his hand and scratched his back.

"Are you crazy?!" The short-haired worker's eyelids twitched wildly, and anger surged in his heart.

He turned sharply,

Pointing out the window, he shouted:

"People outside the yamen are all blind...?"

In the middle of the conversation,

The short-haired worker has a frozen expression,

I saw that the moon and stars outside the window were sparse, and the wind and sea were calm. Where was there any figure?

"what happened?"

At this moment, the short-haired worker's mouth was parched, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead...

"It's so itchy..."

At this moment, the middle-aged worker squatting in front scratched harder, even using a wrench, scratching his back hard.

"Stop scratching!" Seeing this, the short-haired worker felt inexplicably irritable in his heart, walked up to the middle-aged worker, and was about to reach out to grab the other's scratching hand.

But at the next moment,

He paused, his hands were frozen in mid-air, and he couldn't fall down at all!

"Ah, ah, it's so itchy..."

In the darkness, the middle-aged man's expression became more ferocious, and his scratching force became stronger and stronger, his entire back was bloody and bloody.

The short-haired worker even saw disgusting pieces of meat under his nails! !

"Itches me to death, itches me to death!!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be tormented crazy by the itching, hitting his head hard on the ground, again and again, over and over again,

suddenly,

He paused, turned his arms behind his back, and in an anti-human twisted posture... In front of the short-haired workers, he just pierced his chest! ! !

puff-

A large amount of blood spurted out and splashed on the face of the short-haired worker, and a scorching fishy smell came over his face.

"Finally... no more itching." The middle-aged worker smiled and was finally satisfied.

His hands drooped, and blood flowed out from the big hole behind him, which was also mixed with a lot of internal organ fragments, forming a pool of dirty blood on the ground...

"You, are you a human or a ghost?!"

The short-haired worker's scalp exploded, and he felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet, straight to the top of the sky!

And at this very moment,

The middle-aged worker with drooping head reacted,

His head turned 360 degrees with a 'click', a pair of bloodshot eyes looked from his chest to his back,

Looking straight at the short-haired worker,

"Are you itchy... want me to scratch it for you?"

"what!!!!"

……

in the workshop.

The lights were bright and the clock on the wall was ticking to 7:30.

"What happened to him?" The middle-aged worker frowned,

behind him,

The short-haired worker froze in place, his eyes widened, his mouth opened unconsciously, and saliva flowed out drop by drop...

"Are you scared dumb by the thunder?" The female worker looked at her with eyes under her black hair, and said faintly.

just now,

There was a sudden thunder outside the window, and the roar was deafening...

After that, the short-haired worker became the dementia he is now.

"Something's wrong."

A worker frowned and wanted to step forward to check the condition of the short-haired worker.

But at the moment when the footsteps just lifted,

The short-haired worker trembled,

In the widened eyes... two lines of black blood and tears flowed down!

Then,

Ears, nose, and mouth all spurted blood,

The seven orifices bleed! !

"Someone attacked?!" The middle-aged worker's eyes were tearing apart, and his heart was terrified!

This is the Yamen's move,

Killed short-haired workers in silence? !

And in the next instant,

The thinking of the middle-aged worker suddenly stopped,

A ray of thunder fell from the sky, piercing through the ceiling of the workshop forcefully, like a sharp gun piercing the air, nailing him to the ground!

Rumbling--