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Title: The Murderer of the End Times
Author: Musuri
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event one
One day, Comrade Nie Renyan, who wanted to be dissatisfied, tried to use violent means to knock down Ye Zhao.
Chopped by a dagger sharp enough to open an aluminum-titanium alloy dog's eye 1 cm away from a certain key part
Nie Renyan: ...Fuck, your lifelong sexual blessings are almost gone!
Ye Zhao sneered: There is no front, there is a back.
Nie Renyan: ... Daughter-in-law, you are going to turn the world upside down!
Ye Zhao pulled out the dagger expressionlessly
Nie Renyan: I'm going to kneel on the keyboard = =
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event two
One day, Comrade Nie Renyan, who wanted to be dissatisfied, tried to use violent means to knock down Ye Zhao.
Chopped by a dagger sharp enough to open an aluminum-titanium alloy dog's eye 1 cm away from a certain key part [Hey! Liar numbers are immoral! 】
Nie Renyan: ...Fuck, you clearly agreed before!
Ye Zhao: Did you wash the dishes? !
Nie Renyan: No.
Ye Zhao: Go and finish brushing.
Nie Renyan: Oh
event three
One day...【Mud! 】
After several times, Comrade Nie Renyan, who wanted to be dissatisfied, finally dared to blow his hair.
Nie Renyan: Ye Zhao, what the hell do you really think about labor and capital? !
Ye Zhao spreads his hands: Reserve grain.
Nie Renyan: …
Friendly reminder: This article is 1vs1, maybe another small bun, of course, not born = =
There may be vice Xipi indiscriminately, but not all people BL
Non-zombie articles, children's shoes who want to see zombies attack be careful!
Content tags: Doomsday Romance Fantasy Space
Search keywords: Protagonist: Ye Zhao, Nie Renyan ┃ Supporting roles: Luo Xiaochen, Xia Zhiming, etc... ┃ Others: Four evils, the end of the world, smog, non-zombies
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☆、Chapter1
"It's a pity, there is one less attractive man in the company, how will I live in the future——"
"Eh? Someone resigned?"
"What? You don't know such a big news?!"
"Please, I have been in the hospital for more than a month. I just came back from vacation this morning. Where can I know where to go."
"Oh, yes, I forgot. Hey... it's Ye Zhao. It is said that he handed in his resignation last week, and he's been picking up work for the past few days."
"Ah? Ye Zhao resigned?! Why—"
The elevator stopped on the first floor with a "ding", interrupting the chat between the two front desks. They immediately stood up straight and put on professional smiles as they faced the elevator.
Ye Zhao, whom they were talking about the last second, walked out of the elevator with his computer bag in his hand, nodded at the front desk as a greeting, and then strode out of the company's door.
The huge LED screen on the opposite street corner is playing an advertisement that repeats many times a day - "The latest protective clothing, made of super-elastic fibers, coated with three layers of protective materials, light, breathable, and comfortable! Breathable protective clothing , so that you no longer worry in foggy days!"
While waiting for the red light on the crosswalk, Ye Zhao watched with a blank expression as the screen gradually dimmed and switched to an advertisement for a multi-purpose mask.
These advertisements began to emerge after the nightmare of the fog three years ago. Generation after generation, the old and new are constantly being introduced, and people who bought them are eager to buy, but in these three years of intermittent fog, people still continue to die. People who are alive still buy new models without giving up, with the idea of luck: maybe this one is useful.
No matter how effective it is, it is at least a kind of psychological comfort.
And what people lack the most is peace of mind.
Following the flow of people across the road and towards the subway entrance under the LED screen, Ye Zhao was about to stand on the escalator when he felt a tap on his shoulder, and a loud laughter sounded beside him: "Ha! Ye Zhao!"
Ye Zhao was stunned when he heard the sound, then turned around: "Xiaochen?"
Luo Xiaochen's mouth twitched: "Wait! How many times have I told you, don't shout like that, will you be exhausted if you shout one more word!"
Ye Zhao nodded: "Yes."
Luo Xiaochen: "..."
Luo Xiaochen was Ye Zhao's roommate when he was a graduate student. When the school arranged dormitories, there were four people in the room, three of them were from the School of Finance, and only Luo Xiaochen was a psychology student. thought it would be a little awkward, but didn't expect that this person was born with an unrestrained and familiar personality, and he quickly got other people, and even the most cold-spoken Ye Zhao was kidnapped and turned into an iron buddy.
However, no matter how big a person is, there are a few points that cannot be poked, and they will be distorted once they are poked - such as Luo Xiaochen's name.
It is said that when Papa Luo heard people say that a small name is easier to support, in the current situation that it is easy for people to want to die, it is very difficult to live, Papa Luo simply put the word "small" into the name, but did not want Luo Xiaochenqing to chūn Qi was running wild, but he still liked the fitness routine, and accidentally grew into a man of nearly 1.9 meters. With that name, a sense of disobedience came to his face.