Chapter 85 Before the sun sets, you must die! (4000 words)
Fan Jianqiang, this guy.
As the name suggests, well, he is a bit...perverted!
To be honest, if the harmonious society hadn't saved him, the Jiuzhou Forestry Industry would have wanted to kill this scumbag.
This guy is a senior executive in their company and is related to the boss's family. He usually shows off his power and likes to bully everyone he meets.
Especially when it comes to new handsome guys.
Yes, you heard it right, this girl doesn't follow the routine.
The company designs high-quality underwear and has many beautiful employees, but this guy doesn't like women and prefers men. Don't you think that's irritating!
Of course, there is nothing wrong with this matter in itself. The only fault lies in the fact that Fan Jianqiang is not an honest person.
He always likes to rely on his authority to do something to the new male interns.
Unfortunately, I just graduated from Forestry University, and because my major was relatively unpopular, I encountered obstacles everywhere.
I went to this company several times and interned for three months. Maybe because of my appearance, Lin Ye was successfully admitted.
After signing a contract, getting a job, and getting promoted, I thought I would be able to reach the top of my life smoothly.
As a result, during a joint business meeting, Fan Jianqiang actually wanted to eat him. How could Lin Ye's temper be tolerated?
I was furious on the spot.
He picked up the red wine bottle and put a buff on Fan Jianqiang's head. The second step was to cut off his descendants.
The third level is a combination of punches and a violent beating.
Fan Jianqiang was seriously injured and several of his ribs were broken.
Afterwards, Lin Ye took full responsibility, paid a lot of medical expenses, and was almost imprisoned in the patrol room.
Fortunately, the company's top management didn't want to make a big fuss and finally suppressed it.
But after such a quarrel, hatred was forged.
He meant to resign, but Fan Jianqiang held a grudge and he didn't want to.
The contract is still in the hands of that guy, and if you break the contract, you will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages.
As a result, the forestry industry has experienced several years of severe beatings from society.
During this period, Fan Jianqiang did not dare to do anything to him, perhaps because he was beaten too hard before, but it was inevitable to wear small shoes at work.
Demotion and salary reduction is the first step. Every day I have to deliver tea and water to clients, clean the office, and buy breakfast for colleagues.
He is never given a place in company meetings, commendations and bonuses for outstanding employees.
And if his performance is affected, he must be the one who takes the blame and gets scolded.
There are also various corporate associations. He has always been a clown, responsible for making everyone happy, and he usually receives all kinds of weird insults every day.
In order to survive, he endured it.
According to the original plan, there are still half a year until the contract expires.
Before resigning, he designated his grandson to settle the accounts, and a slap in the face would definitely be inevitable.
But before this score was settled, humans all over the world traveled through time.
He was so busy these two days that he didn't think about it at all. How could he have imagined that the little rabbit would come to his door by himself?
At the same time, there was a mountain col territory hundreds of kilometers away.
A middle-aged man with a big belly was holding a book of civilization, anxiously following the ants on the hot pot, and kept mumbling.
"Forestry, forestry...Although Kyushu has a vast territory and abundant resources, and there are countless people with the same name and surname, who can say for sure about luck? What if it is true? With that kid's temperament, I will
It only takes two strokes to fool him."
"Besides, I, Fan Jianqiang, am only forty-one years old. I am in my prime. I still have a lot of good times to enjoy. No matter what the cost, I will survive!"
The man named Fan Jianqiang flashed fiercely in his eyes.
Hoho————
At this moment, a large number of zombies roared outside the territory, as if a small-scale battle had occurred.
In a moment, a dozen farmers and knight-errant warriors were all injured and fled back in great embarrassment.
"Lord, the siege failed. You were too risky yesterday and you shouldn't have grabbed the bronze treasure chest. Now the second-level zombies guarding the treasure chest and their zombie brothers have been surrounding us all day. It seems that they won't kill us all.
If they die, they will not retreat."
The leader of the ranger warrior looked exhausted, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
"You still dare to blame me? If it weren't for your trash, you can't even defeat a second-level swift zombie. How could I be stuck in the territory and not be able to get out? You don't reflect on yourself when something happens, and you dare to cause trouble for me. You
Do you want to die?"
Fan Jianqiang, who already had a bad temper, grabbed the collar of the ranger leader and roared angrily.
After losing his temper, all the rangers and farmers dared not speak out.
After a while, a farmer's stomach growled and he said timidly: "Lord, we haven't eaten for most of the day. Can you give us something to eat, otherwise we won't have the energy to work."
Speaking of eating, several rangers also looked at Fan Jianqiang.
When they are recruited, apart from the initial recruitment fee, the only requirement is food and accommodation.
But this lord is really too picky.
All living supplies were locked in the bunker, and they were only given half a star each meal, which was not enough to eat at all.
I always want them to work overtime and kill zombies.
If you follow this kind of lord, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes.
"Eat? Eat shit. When will you kill the zombies outside, will you be eligible to eat? It's useless at all. Why don't you just think about eating? Why don't you die? Everyone wants to be loyal but not loyal.
Your fighting ability is rubbish, you deserve to be discriminated against in the underground world, it’s all because of your innate bad nature, bah.”
Fan Jianqiang cursed loudly, five times a second, as if he wanted to direct all his grievances on these alien natives.
For a moment, bright green virtual numbers appeared above the heads of every farmer and ranger warrior visible to the naked eye.
Loyalty-1,Loyalty-1,Loyalty-1,Loyalty-1,.....
"Friendly reminder, all your rangers are disgusted by your bad attitude, and their loyalty has been reduced to 40%."
"Friendly reminder, all your farmers are disgusted with your bad attitude, and their loyalty has been reduced to 45%."
"Friendly reminder, if it continues to decrease to 30%, all rangers and farmers will betray you."
"damn it!"
Seeing this, Fan Jianqiang's already dark and greasy face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he looked at the ranger and the farmer with a gloomy look.
After staring for a moment, he suddenly showed a kind smile, "Don't be angry, everyone. I am joking with you. Well, don't you want to eat? This problem can be easily solved. Come on, Ranger One, follow me to the bunker to get it.
Supplies, this lord will open up resources so that you can eat enough."
"Really?" Ranger One couldn't believe it.
This attitude is like a monkey's face or a cat's eyes, ever-changing and unpredictable.
"Boss, I'm hungry too, go quickly."
"Yes, there is no food to eat. Let alone killing zombies, even walking is difficult."
The other boys looked eager.
"Okay." Ranger No. 1 nodded through gritted teeth and followed Fan Jianqiang into the bunker.
Soon, a scream came.
Fan Jianqiang, with a sinister look on his face, killed Ranger One who was getting food with an axe.
"Boss!"
"Lord, what are you doing?!!!"
"You killed number one!"
Everyone else was shocked.
In sight, Fan Jianqiang's face was spattered with blood, and at his feet was the dead body of Ranger No. 1.
He kicked the corpse in displeasure, turned around, and walked out carrying a second-level blue weapon axe.
He looked fiercely, glared at the farmers and rangers, and cursed angrily: "You bitches, I really shame you. I scold you a few times, but you dare to lower your loyalty. Do you really think I don't dare to attack you?
Next time, I will kill you all and recruit a new group of people!"
Needless to say, with his threats, the trend of declining loyalty really stopped.
Of course, there is no increase at all.
"Huh, what a bunch of cowards!" Fan Jianqiang said with disdain on his face.
In front of everyone, he tore open a bag of bread and ate it with big mouthfuls.
The peasants and rangers swallowed wildly.
"You bastards, don't say that this lord doesn't give you a chance. Eat half of this meal first. Whoever can kill a zombie can eat the remaining half."
After saying that, he kicked the treasure box containing a few scattered buns out of the bunker and scattered them all over the floor.
"Boom, boom, boom——"
A group of farmers and rangers gritted their teeth, although they were unwilling to give in.
But what can be done.
He had no choice but to pick up the dusty buns from the ground with a face full of humiliation and ate them silently.
"That's right. A slave must act like a slave."
Seeing this, Fan Jianqiang showed a proud expression on his face.
After finishing cleaning up his people, his eyes fell on the Wenmingzhi chat channel again.
Seeing that Lin Ye didn’t reply for a long time, Fan Jianqiang continued to be crazy@.
"Linye, are you there? Are you there? If you are, please reply quickly! I am your boss, Fan Jianqiang! Fan Fan..."
"Uncle Fan!"
Lin Ye, who was far away in the haunted house, almost vomited his overnight meal.
"You are so disgusting, believe it or not, I have blocked you."
It seemed that he could hear Lin Ye's impatience, but at this moment Fan Jianqiang did not dare to show any dissatisfaction and quickly apologized in a low voice.
"Just kidding, just kidding, Lin Ye, was it you who was on the World Channel just now? Tell me the truth."
Lin Ye's face was indifferent, "It's me."
Fan Jianqiang was surprised at first.
Is this really this guy? What a lucky guy!
Immediately I was overjoyed, there was finally someone rising beside me, wouldn't this be a salvation?
"That's great, Brother Lin Ye, please find a way to save me. I'm so scared. These damn zombies are like the god of plague. They stay outside the territory every day and won't leave. I'm so annoyed."
"Lin Ye, listen to me. I will never let your efforts go in vain. I have heard a lot of reliable gossip in the past two days. As long as we persist for a month, we can return to Kyushu. If you help me get through this difficulty
, our grudges will be wiped out once we return, and I promise to give you a promotion and a salary increase!"
"Also, aren't you short of money? You are about to marry a wife at your age. The house prices in Chang'an are so expensive. With your salary, how long will it take to afford a wedding house? Your parents are only working-class people.
You definitely don’t want them to use their retirement money to buy you a house.”
"Do you think this will work? Come and help me. I have three unoccupied houses in my name. You can choose whatever you want..."
"Ahem, you don't have to choose, I'll give them all to you! If you're worried, I can record a video with Civilization Chronicles. I will never lie to you!"
Who are you fooling!
Not long ago, the national son-in-law Qian Bocong said that there was no shortcut to follow. Can you, Fan Jianqiang, follow the path of someone like Lao Qian's family?
Lin Ye sneered in his heart but was calm on the outside.
"Oh? What kind of gossip? Where's the gossip?"
Any drama?
Seeing Lin Ye taking the bait, Fan Jianqiang's eyes lit up.
Sure enough, he is still young, and if he is given some benefits, he will be brilliant.
Just as easy to deal with as the cheap slaves outside, hum!
"Don't worry about this. Anyway, I guarantee that it will never be fake."
Can't be fake...
I believe you are evil!
If I don’t punish you to death this time, I will take your surname.
Lin Ye curled his lips and said, "I can help you. Take photos of your surroundings and send them to me the specific information. It's best to have iconic scenery."
Fan Jianqiang said vigilantly: "Forestry, we have agreed. Let me tell you, please don't retaliate against me. Keep a line as a human being so that we can meet again in the future."
In the future?
Do you still want the future?
You will die before the sun sets!
I said!
Lin Ye's attitude was tough, "It's up to you whether I give it or not. I'm busy and I don't have time to waste time with you."
Saying that, it is time to cut off the connection.
Fan Jianqiang was so frightened that he could not trust anyone at the moment, and among the people he knew, the only people he knew were those in the forestry industry.
In the early hours of the morning, the protective mechanism disappeared, and the zombies outside were enough to tear him into pieces.
As for the gossip, it's all nonsense. If he wanted to have news, he would just fart and run away.
"No, no, I'll shoot, I'll shoot, right now."
Fan Jianqiang replied, and quickly took pictures of himself and his territory with his civilized ambition.
Finally, I also took a few photos of Yangjiao Mountain opposite the territory, and then sent them all to the forestry industry.
Fan Jianqiang: "That's all, Lin Ye, you have to hurry up. I feel that the two of us should be very close. You should hurry up. Even if you can't find me, survival games like this will have a mall trade sooner or later. When the time comes, you
You have to send me more money and weapons, I can buy them with you with Kyushu coins."
Okay, experts, you can even guess the mall trade.
Lin Ye narrowed his eyes and said something superficially.
He closed the private channel and blocked Fan Jianqiang.
After looking at the information he had received, Lin Ye sneered at the corner of his mouth.
Wait, dad will come to 'rescue' you right away.
"Lord? Your smile is so scary." Zhang Baoer shuddered at the side.
"Don't talk nonsense, how can such an amiable person like me be scary?"
Lin Ye showed a bright smile on his face, joked a few words, turned to Dong Wei and shouted: "Awei, have you finished filming? Please post it quickly. I want to complete the 1 million likes task as soon as possible and start market trade."
"In the beginning, all the content has been filmed, and all we have to do is 'get fat'!" Dong Wei used the awkward homonym.
The forestry industry was immediately confused.
"What the hell?" He frowned.
"Punchline, your lord must have never seen hip-hop in Kyushu. The instructor in it liked to use this phrase. Before we traveled through time, this was a popular term all over the Internet."
Seeing Lin Ye's unkind expression, Dong Wei quickly explained, "Ahem, the Kyushu dialect means the finishing touch."
"There are a lot of things that are not there. Our Kyushu is profound and profound. Words are not enough for you to learn. You have to learn from those foreign dregs."
Lin Ye glanced at him and urged, "Hurry up, what else do you need? Let's finish cleaning up the next haunted house. Time is tight and the task is heavy."
"Then let's open the treasure chest. The lord's European Emperor talent is amazing. Every time he opens the chest, there will be a big explosion. This is the most important finishing touch. I will leave a message at the end, saying that I will give you some benefits. If you click on it,
Great, after the market opens, you will have the opportunity to draw various levels of equipment or zombie spirits." Dong Wei said.
"There is also a lottery function? How come I didn't know about it?" Lin Ye was surprised.
"I made it up randomly. No one else knows about it anyway. Let's pass this level first." Dong Wei chuckled.
"Okay, Ah Wei, it's enough damage. I'm becoming more and more optimistic about you."
Lin Ye patted his shoulder hard, and he grimaced in pain, especially on his butt that had just been bitten by a zombie, and the wound almost burst open.
He was so frightened that he quickly went to see Pastor Gulan for a shot of divine healing.
Lin Ye was also unambiguous. With a wave of his hand, he threw out a dozen bronze treasure chests from the treasure chest page of the Civilization Chronicle.