Too fierce because of caution

The more you go, the more you will be in trouble.

[…If you see a colleague in gray work clothes coming to you to borrow something, please don’t agree and move away from them quickly! ]

Rule 6.

Seeing the gray-clothed person pushing a cart away in the distance, Zhao Yi’s mind immediately passed through the terms of the code.

The gray-clothed person seemed to feel Zhao Yi’s gaze, turned his head, and smiled at Zhao Yi.

A very friendly smile, with a fiery look in his eyes.

Zhao Yi also responded with a very friendly smile.

After seeing Zhao Yi’s smile… and the blue fire Gatling gun in his hand, the gray-clothed person left very tactfully.

Zhao Yi looked at the gray-clothed person’s back as he walked away.

…

[Gray Man: Triggered Neutral]

[Weakness: None]

[Note: You can talk to him, but don't lend him anything, and don't spend more than 5 minutes with him. As time goes by, he will become more and more dangerous. ]

…

"A monster with a strange setting..."

"Is it related to 'Rust-?'?"

A trace of doubt flashed through Zhao Yi's mind, and his eyes passed through the hot and blazing light and locked on the lame leg of the gray-clothed personnel.

Very heavy.

Even if a person's leg is broken, it can't be so heavy.

The density of bones, flesh and blood determines the weight of that volume.

He looked for a long time until the gray-clothed man disappeared from his sight.

Not long after, a cry of surprise rang out.

"Where's my cart?"

"Damn it! Are you playing dirty tricks on me?"

"Who took my cart?"

"Stop playing tricks on me... I'm angry!"

The Mediterranean-haired ghost Ying Xiong roared helplessly, exuding a strong evil spirit, but the nearby ghosts just glanced at him and continued their work.

They even thought it was a good thing.

After all, the selection of excellent employees is limited in number.

One less person means one less competitor.

Ying Xiong angrily punched a set of Thomas Spinning Military Boxing at the air around him, and then stared at Zhao Yi with red eyes.

"Did you, a sinister human, hide my cart?!"

"Are you afraid that I will steal your excellent employee?!"

He came over aggressively, Zhao Yi glanced at him and shrugged:

"Obviously it wasn't me."

"Just now an old man in gray came and pushed your cart away."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from a distance.

"He pushed it away... He lost his own car, so he pushed yours away."

The two looked over.

It was a thin ghost with a pointed face and monkey cheeks, standing next to the old man, with a cunning light in his eyes.

The old man also had a cold smile on his face.

Ying Xiong slowly turned his head and stared at Zhao Yi.

"What else do you have to say?"

Zhao Yi pointed at his cart and smiled:

"Do you want to check it?"

Ying Xiong heard the words, and a strange light flashed in his green bean eyes.

Pretending to check it carefully.

He bared his teeth and said viciously:

"You damn human!"

"This is clearly my car, the patterns on the wheels are exactly the same!"

"You lost your own car and took my cart away. I'll call Big Brother Chen Fei and tell him about the situation!"

After saying that, he turned around and winked at the old man and the old man.

"Brothers!"

"This damned human doesn't know what's good for him and wants to frame me... You have to help me later!"

The sharp-nosed ghost in the distance raised his fist, his face furious:

"Don't worry! Brothers!"

"Justice may be late, but it will never be absent!"

"With all of us as witnesses, this insidious and cunning human will be brought to justice today!"

After he finished speaking, several other ghosts seemed to understand something and immediately responded:

"That's right!"

"Evil cannot prevail over justice!"

"If you eat two bowls of noodles, you have to pay for two bowls of noodles!"

"Let the fucking bullets fly for a fucking while!"

"..."

These voices came one after another, and the old and confused ghost showed a smug and cruel smile on his face!

There must be a leader among these new employees!

It must be him.

If these ghosts are sensible, they can start to stand in line now.

Those who don't stand in line later... all find a way to deal with them!

Just when the ghosts were in high spirits, an inopportune voice sounded:

"It wasn't him."

"I saw your car being pushed away by a man in gray clothes."

Under the scorching sun, the scene

Suddenly it got cold.

Many eyes were focused on him.

It was a ghost wearing a yellow helmet.

He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and he looked unmemorable.

He disappeared as soon as he entered the crowd.

But he dared to stand up and tell the truth at the critical moment.

This ghost had helped Zhao Yi once before at the bulletin board.

"Young man, you will pay the price for telling lies!"

The face of the old man darkened.

The man in the yellow helmet was stubborn and not afraid at all:

"My master has always taught me that ghosts cannot lie."

"Anyway, I won't lie!"

The atmosphere was a little subtle and a little fiery.

Zhao Yi was also a little surprised, as if he had not expected that a ghost would speak for him.

He looked around carefully.

Well, there was no camera.

A thought came to his mind.

The thumbtack appeared in the palm of his hand. Zhao Yi calculated the strength and distance skillfully, and threw it behind Ying Xiong's feet with the help of the cart.

Then he grabbed the cart fiercely, and Yingxiong also grabbed the cart directly when he saw this, and wanted to compete with Zhao Yi!

This is a very interesting thing.

Whether it is snatching things from others or tug-of-war, in order to stabilize one's center of gravity or to declare one's sovereignty, people will always take a step back.

This step can be long or short.

So Yingxiong did not step on the thumbtack set by Zhao Yi in the first step.

But this does not mean that Yingxiong is safe.

Because the man in front of him... is too cunning.

He will adjust his strength according to the strength of Yingxiong's response.

After a little pulling, Yingxiong's center of gravity was unstable and he had to start adjusting his position.

One adjustment, two adjustments...

By the third time, he successfully stepped on the thumbtack set by Zhao Yi in advance.

The thin sole was pierced at once, and the thumbtack, which was so sharp that it could even reflect cold light, accurately pierced into Yingxiong's Yongquan acupoint without any scruples!

Yingxiong looked weird, he slowly raised his feet and took off his shoes.

Blood oozed out along with black athlete's foot.

He took off the thumbtack and threw it aside. He didn't care much.

Although the rules reminded that once a scar was left on the body surface, it was necessary to notify the old employee immediately and go to the infirmary to spray the wound with medicine.

But what harm could a thumbtack cause?

Didn't the wound heal instantly?

Ying Xiong thought so in his heart and didn't take the thumbtack to heart.

But as he moved his legs slightly, he suddenly felt something was wrong...

There seemed to be something on the sole of his foot.

It was so painful.

And when he stepped on it, he could clearly feel the interweaving of severe pain and itching!

This feeling was definitely not caused by a wound!

Ying Xiong, who noticed the problem, immediately took off his shoes again and took a look at the sole of his foot.

Its pupils suddenly focused!

On the sole of its foot, where the thumbtack had just pierced... a sharp... irregular rust suddenly grew!

He stretched out his hand suddenly, trying to pick off the rust on the sole of his foot!

Severe pain spread——

Squeak!

The rust seemed to have taken root in the sole of his foot. As Ying Xiong exerted force, the rust was indeed picked off...

But along with it, there was also a large piece of flesh and blood torn off!

Blood spurted out suddenly, Ying Xiong panicked, quickly took out his pager, called Chen Fei, and briefly described the problem to Chen Fei.

At this time, he even did not forget to mention to Chen Fei that Zhao Yi had stolen his cart.

A very typical evil ghost complained first.

After hanging up the phone, Ying Xiong grinned at Zhao Yi:

"Despicable human... You're finished!"

"Foreman Chen Fei will be here soon. If he knows that you lost your own cart and stole mine... You will be expelled from the factory!"

Zhao Yi did not respond.

He stared at the sole of Ying Xiong's raised foot.

The blood that was originally gushing out has completely stopped... Of course, this is not because of Yingxiong's strong self-healing ability.

Rather, a large piece of rust has grown on the sole of his foot with a huge wound!

Zhao Yi's silence and gaze made Yingxiong react. The grim smile on his face gradually stiffened and turned into a panic.

"My legs..."

"Why can't I use my strength?"

He lowered his head.

There was horror in his eyes.

"Fuck!"

"How the hell did these rust grow on my body?!"

Old employee Chen Fei quickly ran over from a distance. Because he was dragging a heavy iron chain more than ten meters long, everyone could hear the terrifying friction sound coming from the other end from a long distance.

This hideous and powerful monster... Fortunately, it is not an enemy, and has a higher IQ and rationality.

"Who called?"

Chen Fei

Asked loudly.

Ying Xiong immediately raised his hand.

Chen Fei rushed over and looked at the rust on Ying Xiong's feet, his face suddenly became extremely ugly!

"Foreman Chen... It was this insidious and cunning human who stole my cart..."

The first thing Ying Xiong did when they met was not to ask Chen Fei about the rust, but to frame Zhao Yi for stealing his cart.

There were also many ghosts in the distance who responded, but Chen Fei's attention was obviously not on this.

"How long has the rust appeared on the wound?"

"Uh... a few minutes."

Chen Fei's face became worse when he heard this.

"Hurry up and come to the infirmary with me!"

"Hurry up!"

"If it's any later, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

He was anxious, and he was going to the infirmary with Ying Xiong, who was confused.

Ying Xiong hesitated a little, and was still talking about the cart, but Chen Fei completely ignored him.

Walked a little further away.

Chen Fei looked back at Zhao Yi.

This guy is bending over, and seems to be picking something up...

PS: Although I only updated two chapters today, I still updated more than 5,000 words. I will resume the update of 6,000+ words as soon as I finish my work in the next two days.

Thank you for reading.

Thank you brothers and sisters for your continued support.

I know that writing a book is a hard work, and so is chasing a book.

Thank you all for walking with me.

Good night!