There was a slight bump, and something flew past my ear. When I bumped, I felt debris exploding on the back of my head.
The corners of my eyes that were about to burst open were stinging and painful. I saw spider-like cracks on the glass three meters away, and in the middle was a hole the size of a thumb. They told me that the things that had just flown past my ears were very large.
Maybe a bullet.
I turned around suddenly, and as soon as I saw the dent in the wall with my peripheral vision, the fat man slapped me on the back of the head again. This time, I clearly heard the sound of the bucket on the water dispenser behind me exploding, and pure water splashed all over me!
"Hide, hide quickly!"
I knew it without him having to say it. My body immediately lay on the ground and crawled to the office outside.
Poof, I saw splashing blood and white brain matter. To be honest, I quite like the man whose head was blown off. It’s a pity that his child is not even one month old yet!
Unfortunately, the entire wall of the building where I work now is covered with floor-to-ceiling windows. If I want to escape to a place blocked by a wall, I can only hide under the desk and crawl forward little by little. But it is noon now, and many colleagues are lying on the desk.
It's time to rest.
The bullet seemed to have been modified so that it made very little sound when it passed through the glass and would not break the glass. The colleague whose head was blown off just now fell to the ground with a bang, but no one noticed it.
I lay on the ground and crawled forward. The speed was not slow, but the bullets were not slow either. I fired four or five rounds in a row, piercing the bodies of two pretty female colleagues. Their flesh and blood spurted out and scattered on the ground.
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Fortunately, I didn't have lunch just now, otherwise I would have vomited it out when I saw the blood and flesh on the ground.
"Hey, why are you crawling on the ground? Are there any rules at work?"
I saw the supervisor, an old woman in her forties, holding a Starbucks in her hand. She looked at me with disdain. Then she suddenly held up the coffee cup and took a sip gracefully.
"Why don't you get up and wipe the floor?"
I really wanted to slap her to death, but life was the most important thing, so I ignored her at all, ran around her and ran to the wall three meters away.
Suddenly I heard the sound of her falling to the ground. I looked back and saw that my breasts were smashed and my whole chest exploded. Unfortunately, Starbucks and flesh and blood were scattered all over the floor.
As if he realized that I was about to climb to the wall, the bullets were fired twice when I was only one meter away from the wall, making two big holes in the carpet and exploding upon impact.
I suddenly looked behind me and found that my colleagues who were taking a nap had not yet woken up. I couldn't help but feel how hard they were working.
Thank you for your hard work. I knew the bullets were coming for me. It was for their own good that I didn't wake them up, lest they run around and the gunman shot them all to death.
After pausing for a while, I suddenly jumped up, threw my whole body forward, and jumped the last two meters!
When I was safely hiding behind the wall, breathing heavily, the bullets fired wildly like a revenge, finally breaking a fish tank on the wall, and the noise woke up my colleagues.
I hid behind the wall and shouted, come here, come here!
As soon as they looked up, they saw the blood on the ground and the bodies of the supervisor and others, and they immediately screamed in horror. I waved my hands frantically to tell them to look this way, but they were frightened for a long time, but they chose to gather together.
Bump, bump, bump, three shots in the face, I almost cried. They were pierced by bullets and all lay on the ground.
"Run, what are you waiting for?" The fat man suddenly shouted.
I was shocked, untied my tie with trembling hands, took a deep breath, and ran out of the company quickly.
I met the girl at the front desk and saw her fiddling with her hair on her phone. I stopped her and told her that the company was disbanded today and there was no need to go back to the company.
I saw a look of astonishment on her face. I usually have a good relationship with her, but now she suddenly heard me say this with a serious face, and she still wanted to go and have a look.
I choked up my breath, grabbed her shoulders, shook her violently, and said, "Everyone in the company has been shot, and you will be in danger if you go back now!"
Suddenly she laughed, turned on her phone, opened the calendar and showed it to me, and said with a smile: "Today is not April Fool's Day, don't lie to others!"
I...I couldn't make her believe that this was true for the moment!
Watching her push my hand away and run into the company, I took a deep breath and turned around to call her.
There was no response, so I ran back violently. After all, it was a human life, and we couldn't just let it go!
I ran back to the company and suddenly saw a group of people leaning around the front desk. The girl at the front desk was holding her cell phone with a smile and was talking about what I was bluffing her about. I didn't dare to express my anger. Looking at each of my colleagues who were suddenly intact, my heart rose.
A strong sense of insecurity arose!
I clearly watched them being beaten to death just now, and my eyes were cast by Fatty when he was in the ghost world. Even ghosts with fox faces could not fool me. In this way, I only thought of one possibility,
They were all dead, but they came back to life because of something.
Suddenly the supervisor pointed at me with her hand holding the coffee and asked me to have a heart-to-heart talk.
Weird, so weird, the supervisor has never taken the girl at the front desk seriously, but now he is joking and wants to punish her!
Amidst their laughter, I slowly stepped back and ran away without saying a word. Just as I rushed to the stairwell door and opened the door, I heard a harsh scream from the corridor.
It belongs to the girl at the front desk!
But now I couldn't care so much, so I opened the door and ran down the stairs.
Fortunately, the stairwell was sealed. I went all the way down and soon reached half the floor. Suddenly I thought of the previous situation with Li Ruoran at her house. My heart tightened and I stared at the number plate on each staircase.
, fortunately they are always changing.
17,16,15……17,16.
I froze in place, looking at the number plate, it should be 6, why did it become 16?
I tried going down two more floors, and the number plate was 14.
Although it looked fourteen, I felt something was wrong. My eyes could not be deceived by hallucinations!
I stood under the number plate, jumped up and grabbed it, and with a snap, I pulled it off the wall, held it in my hand and looked through it carefully. It was new, and the color was obviously better than what I had seen before.
Floor number plates should be bright!
Holding it, I became even more panicked. First, a gunman shot, and then someone replaced the floor number plate. Who was plotting against me?
Since I changed the number plate, I was indeed going down. After thinking about this, I walked to the door of the floor and pulled the stairwell door. The door was locked, but it did not prevent me from kicking it open.
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I kicked the door down several times and knocked it down. When I walked into the corridor, I saw several people standing in front of the clothes racks, looking at me in shock.