Feng Mang

In the evening, when Han Dong went to Erlei for canning, he deliberately asked, "Where did you buy this? Why did I run through several supermarkets and didn't find this brand?"

"Erlei said straightly.

Han Dong asked again, "Where did Wang Zhongding come from?" "His uncle sent it over.

"Uncle ... Han Dong suddenly remembered, wasn't Wang Zhongding's uncle Wang Haizhi? The chairman of Zhongding Group! I saw him at the signing ceremony today, did Yu Ming not show up in public because he and the chairman Has a leg? Tianlei is rolling! Isn't it going to rest on my head? After returning, Han Dong concentrated all his internal forces on the index finger like he was in a car, and meditated in his heart: must succeed, must succeed, and must Success ... snap! The ring is broken.

Han Dong changed the can again, and pulling was still the same result. He didn't believe in this evil, and he repeatedly defeated and defeated repeatedly. He pulled all the rings and finally lost his heart.

Holding a bunch of bare cans in his hand, Han Dong suddenly felt like he had known each other, and recalled carefully. It seemed that he had previously found a batch of cans without a pull ring under the bed. At that time, he also thought: Who is so cheap Are the pull rings broken? I did it myself for a long time! But Han Dong couldn't remember how he could eat those cans ... forget it, don't think about it, break it up and eat it again during the day.

Han Dong was lying on the sofa outside, doing a warm-up before going to bed-rotten face fuck.

Counting silently in my heart: 1, 2, 3, 4 ... Each number is quickly transformed into a deformed grimace, each expression is so outrageous, and the connection speed is getting faster and faster, finished at the beginning Ten emoticons will take half a minute, and then they can be completed in ten seconds.

Finally, after strenuous physical exhaustion, Han Dong slept heavily.

At one o'clock in the evening, Wang Zhongding returned from the outside shift and returned to the office to rest as usual.

Erlei asked Wang Zhongding uneasily: "Do you need to stand by me? What if Han Dong sleepwalks bother you?" Wang Zhongding said, "Did you not send two security guards on the night shift in my office?" "I'm afraid in case of special circumstances, you know this boy likes to play tricks.

"" No matter how tricky he is, he can't fight two with his bare hands. "What else did Erlei want to say, but was stopped by Wang Zhongding's hand.

"Okay, you go back to rest early, sometimes I will call you.

"Erlei nodded.

Wang Zhongding returned to the office for a short while, and Han Dong really got here again, but this time Han Dong did not take the elevator to reach this floor.

Instead, go down the next floor in advance, and then go up the stairs again.

The lights at the entrance of the staircase are sound-activated. Han Dong's footsteps are very light.

Then he kept standing there, seemingly waiting for something.

After a while, the security guard on duty came here, feeling that there was someone at the entrance of the staircase, and the flashlight flashed into a distorted grimace.

And the grimace is still changing. The complicated patterns and the heinous visual effects are not at all human beings.

"Ah-" The security guard slipped along the wall to the ground, his face paled, and he couldn't stand up.

He faintly heard a call, and another security guard on duty also came here, afraid of disturbing Wang Zhongding. He didn't dare to go too fast.

So when he groped to the entrance of the stairs, the lights went out, and he raised his electric light to shine on Han Dong's face, and then the tragedy just happened again.

... When the door was pushed open, Wang Zhongding had to confess his life.

Some people are born to annoy you.

Han Dong opened the food bag again, and all the cans that he took from Erlei were brought back.

Maybe it's a habit. This time, Wang Zhongding didn't ask Han Dong, and opened all the cans in the bag.

Then line up on the desk, eat, and leave immediately after eating! As a result, Han Dong suddenly said, "I didn't come to you to open a can.

""? Wang Zhongding looked at Han Dong.

"I just want to tell you that the eight-treasure bottle of porridge at noon was just an accident. In fact, I couldn't open the can.

"Han Dong really sold himself.

Wang Zhongding, "..." "The tin box says that it can be consumed within 24 hours after opening the lid. I can't eat so many cans in a day, so can you close them?" How strong are the two security guards, "If you don't want me to wake you up, give me these cans and leave!" "I won't go like this, even for these cans.

"Han Dong suddenly stretched out his arms to protect these cans." I'll definitely spill it when I go back this way. I can't bear to spill the cans you sent.

"Listen, what a heartwarming sentence! What Wang Zhongding thought at the time was: What do you listen to this neuropathy nonsense? The result is the opposite.

Get up and go to the kitchen to get a freshness box, and pour all the meat and sauce from the can.

As a result, Han Dong picked up a tin box again and stuck his tongue inside to lick the remaining sauce.

"I don't want to waste a drop of cans you gave me.

"Sure enough ... Wang Zhongding had to bite the bullet and scrape the sauce from all the tins before he handed the insurance box to Han Dong. This process was delayed for more than ten minutes.

As a result, Han Dong didn't leave, and he hurriedly said to Wang Zhongding: "I give you a gift.

As a matter of fact, Han Dong took out his housekeeping skills—the performance of the rotten face king.

When a person's negative emotions are extremely extreme and cannot be interpreted with any expression, maybe he can only laugh.

This is the case for Wang Zhongding.

He really wanted to visit Han Dong's parents' tombstone and ask him sincerely: How did you make such a monster? After Han Dong's "face skills" presented a series of expressions such as normal recitation, flashback, and flashback, Wang Zhongding finally wanted to understand how Han Dong escaped the guards of those two security guards and immediately got up and walked out.

As a result, Han Dong hugged him from behind.

"Don't go, I'm scared!" Wang Zhongding gritted his teeth and said, "Is there anything more scary than you here?" Han Dong still held Wang Zhongding firmly, Wang Zhongding slammed Han Dong away, but went out I heard Han Dong's scream the moment before.

This scream was not pretended at first. Wang Zhongding originally thought that Han Dong was really crazy after being woke up, but found out it was not.

Han Dong didn't wake up at all, nor did he fall, but he had a cramp.

Yes, his face was cramped gloriously after exhausting his physical strength.

Han Dong still kept his mouth squinted. How could he not let the muscles return to their original positions, causing tears to come out, making people look abnormally worried.

Wang Zhongding had to give Han Dong an emergency first. As for how to respond, he could only explore it.

Hot towels don't work, and instrument massage doesn't work. Wang Zhongding tried to cover his big hands on Han Dong's cheeks, rubbing it gently.

It wasn't until the heat of the palms passed deep into the cheeks that the rigid muscles slowly relaxed and the facial features returned to their original positions.

Han Dong was completely honest this time, holding the crisper out and Wang Zhongding followed him.

The two security guards also slowed down, washing their face in the bathroom, and Wang Zhongding glanced inside as he walked over. Seeing that they were not in a big deal, he did not say hello. Instead, he sent Han Dong to the elevator and returned directly to the office.

As a result, after less than half an hour of sleep, the doorbell rang again.

The moment Wang Zhongding opened the door, he already thought about it. If the person standing at the door was Han Dong, he would knock him to the ground with one punch, and he would not be soft.

As a result, there were two security guards standing at the door. After washing the face, the swelling of the orbital area was still visible.

"General Manager Wang, we didn't want to disturb your rest, but we have to say something, our office building is haunted. Really, both Daqiang and I saw it ..." Wang Zhongding's face was overcast, "This Say it tomorrow.

"General Manager Wang, I know you are an atheist, but you have to believe something ..." "Go out!" "After two poor security guards were frightened by Han Dong, they were hit hard again by" his husband. "The next morning, Han Dong went to the refrigerator to pick up the cans, but he didn't see the tin box. Go to a large fresh-keeping box filled with canned meat.

He went to Yu Ming's room and took the small hammer that fell there, and said to Yu Ming tenderly: "It's getting more and more considerate. No wonder the chairman will look after you."

Yu Ming cast a cold eye, and went crazy early in the morning.

Wang Zhongding and Director Lu got on the elevator together. Director Lu is good at shooting suspicious horror movies. It is a rare ghost in the new generation of mainland directors.

"How's the shooting going?" Wang Zhongding asked.

Director Lu's expression was not optimistic. "Now the audiences pay attention to the visual effects when watching ghost movies. To be honest, none of the three original ghost actors are ideal. I have no impact when I look at it myself.

"Wang Zhongding suddenly thought of something, but didn't speak directly.

"General Manager Wang, if there is any suitable actor in our agency, you can help me pay attention.

"Wang Zhongding nodded." Okay, no problem.

After a full meal, Han Dong went to the office building. When they saw Wang Zhongding greeted him with a smile, he couldn't wait to give the sweetest side to the general manager. As a result, Han Dong took advantage of Wang Zhongding's carelessness Grimace.

He didn't get the expected response, and he intensified a few more.

As a result, Wang Zhongding did not show any fear or discomfort from the beginning to the end, but as Han Dong's performance time grew, the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

Fuck! I'm here to scare you, not to make you laugh! So Han Dong strengthened the distortion again, and the tragedy ended.

Cramps again! It hurt so much that it didn't work, almost hitting the wall with his head.

Wang Zhongding seemed to know that Han Dong would be punished in the morning. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Han Dong's face. He treated Han Dong's cramps a few times, but his hands never came down.

The two of them suddenly looked right.

At the moment Han Dong was living, he thought: Why is this scene so familiar? Where does it seem to have happened? At that moment, Wang Zhongding said to him, "I have a role for you.

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