Weird Tales of Rules: The Reincarnated Kafka Begins Listen to Me

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Weird talk about the world.

Kafka strolled under the moonlight, and the moonlight was already quite cold, which may be a luxury for the Chosen, but Kafka did not immerse herself in such a beautiful bubble as walking under the moonlight.

Finally, he stopped and stepped into the dormitory building with a brisk stride.

Kafka quickly found the dormitory door corresponding to the key in her hand, Kafka took a deep breath, and used the key to open the thick rusted iron chained door.

The iron chain fell to the ground with a clatter, and the echo of falling items was heard in the dark corridor, crisp and quiet.

Kafka walked in the door, and as soon as she entered, a bright blood-red rule was taped to the wall.

【Home】【

1.You are the owner of the home, there is no danger at home, you can control everything in the home】【

2.The dormitory is the welfare of excellent employees, please enjoy everything here】

Kafka looked at it and withdrew her eyes, the rules were very simple, but Kafka was still unhappy and said: "Working so tired during the day, you have to be tortured to eat a meal, and the originally ordinary dormitory is actually treated as a welfare."

Kafka lay on the sofa, gently patted the sofa with her jade foot, and muttered: "I'm so tired! Saying that, he kicked the small leather boot and threw it directly on the ground, revealing a pair of jade feet exuding a seductive shimmer.

After lying on her stomach for a while, Kafka got up from the couch, straightened her messy burgundy hair, and walked straight to the bathroom.

Suddenly Kafka remembered something and looked back at the void, "You can't peek."

After that, Kafka secretly said in her heart: "Turn on privacy mode."

Suddenly, the picture of the live broadcast room of the Dragon Kingdom blurred.

A large number of ISPs issued an incompetent rage.

——"What do you mean, you mommy, you treat me as a bad person, there is no trust between us! Woo-woo~"

——"In other words, why are the clips in the live broadcast room more and more provoked, so strange to mess with! I

went over the wall to other live broadcast rooms where there was no harmony, isn't this a live broadcast room with strange rules?"

- "How to turn upstairs, borrow a place to talk, let's communicate." "

Is it okay to give mommy a little respect, mom was born and died for us, you are still mad here, and don't brush the screen, listen carefully as if there is a sound of water, dripping, thinking of that scene I am half soft. "

——"I repent, I really should give Mommy Kafka a little respect, but she will be good, I love her to death, woo-woo~ Who can still enter my eyes in this life!

- "Confession + 1008611"

The sound of dripping water did not last long, and Kafka wrapped in a bathrobe and left the bathroom and lay on the bed.

Kafka looked at the void and said to the live broadcast room: "Shh~ listen to me, I will wake up at seven o'clock on time." Kafka applied herself the word to wake up on time and went straight to sleep.

Contrary to her elegant image, Kafka soon kicked the covers to the ground in her sleep. Lying crookedly on the bed, sleeping in a mess.

It caused countless people stationed to laugh.

At this time.

Weird talk about the world.

Countless Chosen ones are experiencing a night of torture.

The chosen one of the White Bear Country, Kairas, luckily completed the sales mission during the day, but he ate dinner and ate his stomach, and he finally returned to the dormitory and squatted in the toilet, prostrate again and again. Kellas's despair can be felt across the screen.

More like the sand of the country of pendulum, he is lying hungry and cold on the floor of the store, feeling the cold wind of the night.

Early morning.

Kafka woke up from her sleep on time, skillfully dressed as a workplace beauty and rushed to the mall.

Every day before going to work, ten minutes is the "capitalist's" speaking time, and Kafka has to listen bored to the capitalists' forced words.

However, Kafka looked around and found that many people did not come, and did not know whether it was erased by the rules of strange talk or because there was no alarm clock and could not get up.

Kafka gradually retracted her thoughts, and the greasy suit Lao Deng, who was on stage, began his speech again.

"My dear employees, most of them completed the sales task yesterday, in order to motivate you, today I will increase the sales that each store needs to complete by 20%, the more sales will bring more commissions, our Huangquan shopping mall as an excellent money-making platform, you should cherish the unearned jobs." The greasy man in the suit on the stage said with a smile.

Yesterday, Sha Wu, the chosen one of the swingers who did not reach sales, completely collapsed in mentality and angrily scolded the capitalists.

"I worked hard yesterday to get close to the prescribed sales, yesterday I didn't eat for a day, I was frozen all night, labor and management are gone, destroy, be selected into the strange talk world would have died, the difference between early death and late death, come! Saying

that, Sha did not regret rushing straight to the high platform, and his blood-red pupils were punched at the capitalist's head.

To Kafka's surprise, the capitalists did not eat the sand without regret like other strange stories that were attacked, but their eyes glowed green, and he asked faintly: "Are you sure you want to strike?

Sha Wu Regret, who had already been eroded by strange talk, did not care about the changes of the capitalists, and scolded loudly: "Old forced to climb! After saying that, Sha Wu cried, and his emotions completely collapsed.

The capitalist slowly took out a set of surgical tools from his stomach, knocked Sha Wu Unrepentant unconscious with one punch, dissected Sha Wu Repentant's body in front of everyone, and took out Sha Wu Repentant's organs, bloody heart, twisted intestines... He also said to himself: "Don't worry, I won't let you die until I drain your last value," he said, with a dark smile.

Kafka looked at this disgusting scene and muttered, "Can I really leave after seven days?"

Several Chosen Ones noticed Kafka's departure and remembered their work time, and left in a hurry, and a large number of Chosen Ones also reacted, leaving only the capitalist alone to slowly dissect.