Thinking of the horror of the big move he designed, Pan Zhang was terrified to the extreme, and desperately tore out his throat and roared.

"Don't do it, it's me!"

Because it was too terrifying, this sentence was sharp and hoarse, and his voice was almost bursting.

Hearing this, the figure standing outside the door of the conference room was stunned, and sure enough, he didn't move.

Pan Zhang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he finally escaped at the last moment.

At this time, Pan Zhang felt a little proud in his heart, it was precisely because he and the three brothers agreed on a code, and he could act when he heard the code, which allowed him to escape death.

I'm really far-sighted, this code design is wonderful!

Pan Zhang was complacent when he suddenly heard a person in the conference room say something aloud.

"Wu Feng, don't run!"

Pan Zhang could distinguish this voice, which was exactly Wu Feng's voice.

How does Wu Feng call his name?

When Pan Zhang was puzzled, he felt that this sentence was a little familiar, and he repeated it silently in his heart!

Wu Feng, don't run!

Suddenly, Pan Zhang's face changed drastically.

Isn't this a code of your own design?

As long as they heard this code, the three brothers outside the door would immediately make a move.

It's just that, how did Wu Feng know this code?

In the conference room, Xiao Dachuan asked suspiciously, "Boss, what do you mean by shouting this?"

Wu Feng shrugged his shoulders, a meaningful smile appeared on his face, and said lightly: "Strange, suddenly this sentence popped up in my head, and I wanted to shout." ”

At this time, Pan Zhang's hair was already standing on end, and he was terrified, desperately trying to stop his body.

But now it was too late, and the chickens that had stopped outside the conference room rushed out, holding a basin in both hands, and splashed it at Pan Zhang's feet.

A puddle of transparent liquid landed on the smooth marble floor.

This step taken by Pan Zhang happened to step on this pool of liquid.

A voice cursed in Pan Zhang's head: "Lube, bastard, why should I let them buy lube!"

On this foot, only a "stinging" sound was heard, Pan Zhang's feet left the ground, his body rose up, and flew forward.

With a "plop" sound, after drawing a beautiful parabola in the air, Pan Zhang's body slapped firmly on the ground.

But Pan Zhang didn't care about the pain at all, he pulled the ground with both hands, trying to find a place to catch and stop.

The marble floor was already smooth, and there was nowhere to find it after pouring lubricating oil at this time.

The inertia after the fall was huge, and Pan Zhang's entire body was pressed to the ground and rushed outward.

Under the desperate struggle, Pan Zhang skated faster.

"Don't-" Seeing that it was slipping faster and faster, Pan Zhang shouted in despair.

In the blink of an eye, he slipped to the top of the stairs, his body still couldn't stop, and his whole body slid down the stairs.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

Pan Zhang's head slammed on the steps, like a kowtow worm.

Rokujo had been standing on the steps, as if frightened, and the carton in his hand fell to the ground, the carton shattered, and countless thumbtacks were sprinkled on the steps.

Pan Zhang was so angry that he scolded: "Mix-"

"Bell—"

"Eggs—"

"Bell—"

"Stop—"

"Bell—"

"Down—"

The frequency of knocking on the steps was so fast that Pan Zhang shouted a word, and his head slammed on the steps.

If you listen carefully, the two voices complement each other perfectly.

But when Pan Zhang slid into the pushpin group, the sound was no longer "bell", but became "poof".

Every "poof" is the voice of a pushpin Zaripan Zhang's flesh.

The huge pain made Pan Zhang's face distort, but the fear in his heart was even worse.

It's not terrible to slip and fall, it's not terrible to slip down the steps and knock your head blue, it's not terrible to be pierced all over the body, and the most terrible thing is the last link - that is what Pan Zhang spent five days thinking of - the ultimate ultimate!

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the last step, Pan Zhang had already collapsed.

At this time, Kujou had already pushed a plastic bucket more than one person high onto the platform at the end of the steps, which happened to be aimed at Pan Zhang's head.

"Don't-"

With Pan Zhang's scream, his body rushed straight to the plastic bucket and plunged into the lid of the barrel.

With a "poof", the thin layer of plastic on the lid of the barrel was immediately hit by a big hole in Pan Zhang's head.

Pan Zhang's entire head was stuck in the bucket, and his legs stood up in mid-air.

Pan Zhang kicked his legs desperately, trying to pull his head out.

But because his shoulder was stuck in the hole, no matter how hard Pan Zhang struggled, he couldn't break free.

Everyone in the conference room heard the noise outside, and they all ran to the door of the conference room and looked out.

When they saw Pan Zhang stabbed in mid-air, all the directors looked at each other, wanting to laugh but forcibly holding back, but Huang Dan and Pan Qiang looked terrified, because only the two of them knew what was in the bucket.

Xiao Dachuan laughed heartily: "Hahaha, this Pan Zhang is really good at playing! By the way, what's in this bucket?"

The chicken behind the door came over and said with a forced smile: "This is a bucket of dung, freshly baked, just taken out of the toilet." ”

Hearing this, all the directors had an itch in their throats and didn't dare to look at Pan Zhang again.

Although I didn't dare to look at it again, I couldn't help but be curious, so I could only hold back my thoughts and take another look or two.

Xiao Dachuan glared and laughed: "Hahaha, this time President Pan can be regarded as full." ”

Hearing this, Huang Dan finally couldn't help it, and spit out a mouthful of "wow".

Xiao Dachuan smiled: "What's wrong? Are you hungry too?"

Huang Danben just spit out, but when he heard Xiao Dachuan's words, he immediately ran to the corner and vomited wildly.

At this time, the three brothers all ran to the dung bucket, and the chicken said: "This person doesn't look like Wu Feng, it seems to be President Pan." ”

Pan Zhang in the bucket was extremely excited when he heard this, but he couldn't answer, he could only kick his feet desperately in response.

Rokujo knocked on the bucket: "Are you President Wu or President Pan?"

Pan Zhang in the bucket scolded in his heart: "Your uncle, can I speak!"

"Why didn't he answer? Seeing that Pan Zhang did not respond, Kujo said.

Hearing this, Pan Zhang couldn't help but be anxious, and couldn't help but shout: "I-"

But after only saying one sentence, his mouth was immediately stuffed, and Pan Zhang hurriedly closed his mouth in disgust, and hurriedly wanted to spit it out.

But when his throat moved, his mouth full of filth was swallowed.

But the word he said so desperately, coming out of the barrel, was only the sound of "goo-goo-go

At this time, Wu Feng, who had been standing at the door of the conference room, said, "Pull it out and take a look, you won't know who he is." ”

The three brothers immediately looked suddenly enlightened, and hurriedly nodded and agreed.

Standing at the top of the stairs, one of them grabbed Pan Zhang's ankle and lifted it up with force.

Pan Zhang's head peeked out of the dung bucket.