As soon as he said this, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more afraid he became, the more he dared not open the door, but the more he dared not open the door, the more hesitant he became, and said: "No, no, no, how can I be so afraid? I am the one who killed Ni Yan." Yeah. In other words, I indirectly killed Ni Yan, I am the one who killed Ni Yan, why should I be afraid?

That's right. That's right. I obviously killed Ni Yan, and the person I was afraid of shouldn't be me, but it should be Ni Yan. So, that's why she just lifted that stool, isn't that just a proof that she's afraid of me?"

After saying that, he finally showed a bright smile, the more he laughed, the more excited he became, the more excited he became, the more confident he became, and with a turn of his right hand, he clicked and opened the door.

Ni Yan was secretly thinking about how to make himself more like a zombie, when he suddenly heard the sound of the door lock opening, he trembled with fright, and almost fell, after barely standing firmly, he hurriedly smashed the table on his head with his left hand, and with a bang, the smashed head broke and flowed blood, only to smell a strong bloody breath, and only felt a sharp pain coming from the top of his head.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "Fortunately, the injury is not too serious." As long as you can get out alive, it's worth it. It's a forced move, but it's worth it. Zombies will definitely have blood on their bodies to make it easier to confuse people, especially those as cautious as the Chief.

Otherwise, he would never believe that I was a zombie. However, I still seem to be a little heavier, my head is a little dizzy, it's really troublesome, but now I can't worry so much, just follow this opportunity to go out the door, as long as I scare the director away, the task is completed.

I have enough evidence on me now that I can bring down the commissioner as long as I leave the police station. This time it must be no problem, I have survived such a big crisis before, there is no reason why I can't survive this time. What's more, I don't need to be afraid of anything now.

My body is perfectly plastered with something that can prevent laser guns, so that even if the director is scared and shoots me, I won't be afraid. Yeah. I want to be confident, I want to be confident, I want to be confident, I can't look at it anymore.

There will be no frightened expression on the face of the zombie, let alone a panicked expression, if the zombie is panicked, then it is not a zombie, the zombie will only have a hideous expression and a chilling smile, yes, yes, yes. I want to laugh. Even if you force a smile, keep laughing. I'm going to laugh, laugh. Laugh. Very good. I burst out laughing. That's the smile. ”

As soon as she said this, her face changed, her facial features were distorted, and she couldn't see her joy and anger anymore, like a real zombie, her movements became more and more stiff, her hands were raised flat forward, her legs were together, and she slowly jumped forward.

Just after she jumped twice, the director opened the door and saw Ni Yan jumping towards him like a zombie, with hideous facial features, a wide mouth, revealing bloody teeth, only to see a fierce light appear in Ni Yan's eyes, only to smell a strong bloody breath in the room.

The director trembled in fright, almost fell, pulled his right hand back, and wanted to close the door, but just when the door was about to close, he suddenly remembered his previous concerns, so he had to take a deep breath, gritted his teeth and pushed the door open, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and asked, "Who are you?"

Ni Yan avoided answering, jumped up, and jumped towards the director.

The director couldn't help but be stunned, his face showed surprise, and he said secretly: "What's wrong with her? Isn't she a ghost? Why do you act like this? Isn't the ghost floating? Wait! Wait! Wait!! Something is wrong." Wrong. Something really isn't right. She's jumping, she's jumping, doesn't she jump mean she can't float?

I understand. I understand. She has a physical body. She's not just a ghost. Oh my God, if there is a physical body, then what is she? Is she a living person? Not like that. How could a living person have such a terrible expression? Something was wrong, and there was blood. With so much blood on her head, what the hell is she?"

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, the more he was afraid, the more anxious he became, and after a while, a drop of cold sweat the size of a bean had flowed on his forehead, and he shouted: "Don't come! Don't come!!I'll tell you not to come!!" But the more he shouted, the quieter the voice, the more unconfident he became, just after Ni Yan took a leap and continued to jump this way, his face changed, and he finally showed a look of fear that could not be concealed, and took a big step back.

The more Ni Yan jumped, the happier he became, the more excited he became, and he was about to accelerate forward, but then he thought, "That's not right." No, no, no, no. I can't get too excited, I can't be too happy. Now that the crisis has not been resolved, if I am happy, I will be recognized by the director. How can zombies be accelerated?

Even if the zombies are happy, they will not speed up. Also, I'm getting used to this way, and if I fall, what will I do? Zombies fall straight to the ground, but if I do, my body will definitely react instinctively, such as holding my hands on the ground and bending my knees.

Once this kind of action happens, won't it be exposed, the fact that I'm not a zombie? Won't the director feel that something is wrong? He will definitely feel that something is wrong. If he thinks something is wrong, then I'm not going to be finished? He's going to notice my strange landing position.

If I can't play zombie, I'm not going to be able to defeat the director anyway. I really had no choice but to fight with him and die together, but in this way, my brother would be guilty. I can't do this, I definitely can't hurt my brother like this.

So I definitely can't get too excited right now. Yeah. I must not be excited, I must not be happy. I want to be calm. Calm down. Just keep it at a constant speed. Right. One, two, three, just jump outside at this pace. This is the safest thing to do. Finally relieved.

Just when she was relieved in her heart, the director took two steps back in fright, and said: "Stop! Stop!!I told you to stop!! Do you hear it? Stop! Stop!" The more she shouted, the more frightened she became, the more she was afraid and the more powerless she shouted, she only felt a chill flowing in her heart, and couldn't help but tremble, took two steps back, turned fear into anger, and shouted: "I told you to stop, did you hear it." ”

However, Ni Yan never stopped. I saw that Ni Yan continued to maintain the rhythm and jumped out, jumping closer and closer, and after a while, he was only less than three or four meters apart.

The director finally turned pale with fright, pulled out a laser gun with his left hand, pointed the muzzle of the gun at Ni Yan's chest, and said, "If you don't stop, I'll shoot!"

Ni Yan kept going, the more he looked at the director's frightened expression, the more excited he became, the more excited he jumped closer, and when he was still about two meters away, a muffled sound echoed.

"Bang!"

The director retreated to the wall of the corridor, and he couldn't retreat anymore, only felt a chill coming from his back, and finally trembled with fright, and fired three shots in his right hand, popping, and three red lasers **** towards Ni Yan's chest.

Ni Yan couldn't help but be stunned, his face showed a look of fear, and he said in his heart: "God bless! God bless! God bless! At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he secretly said, "I can't die." I've got something to protect against the laser, and I'm going to be fine. Right.

If I die, it means that the manufacturer of these things has cut corners and sold fakes, and will be complained. The reason why no one has complained for so many years must be that the quality is good enough. Yeah. This thing must be of good quality, even though it's only the first time I've tried it, but it's going to be fine. I have to have faith in myself.

Because, after all, these things are sold to the police, not ordinary people. If it were the people, it might be a fake. After all, if a counterfeit or shoddy product is discovered by the state, it will be fined at most. There will never be a greater liability. Because, ordinary people simply do not have that qualification to make these companies claim more.

They can't get these companies to claim more, and they can't have the ethics to make products that guarantee quality. This is also the reason why there are more and more black-hearted enterprises in the private sector. Because, if you are not black-hearted enough, you won't make enough money, and you won't make enough money, how can those black-hearted entrepreneurs be rich?

Every year, the Federation selects billionaires, but who knows that these billionaires are coming from the right way to make money? More importantly, even if these black-hearted entrepreneurs make black money, they will never admit it. Because, once admitted, it also means that the reputation is damaged.

Their identity is important. If their personal reputation is damaged, it means that the company is damaged. After all, they represent their own company. How can a boss be willing to admit that he is making black money? It's like a bad guy doing a bad thing.

A truly bad person doesn't feel any guilt about his evil deeds. The real bad guy will only think that what he is doing is right, what he is doing is the right thing, that is, the sorting out of human existence, what morality, benevolence, and etiquette are all bullshit, hypocrisy, and human beings are a selfish race.

So, if you don't do that, you won't survive. It's only right for them to do so, and they're absolutely never, never, ever going to repent. There is only one situation for such people to repent, and that is when they fall into despair, when they fall into despair and finally think that they need to rely on others for help, and finally desire to be helped by others, they will understand that it is like to be down.

It turns out that when I need help, it turns out that a person is so helpless and helpless to ask for help from others. Like death. When they are really about to die, they start to fear, to be afraid, to regret what they have done. Because, because they have done so many evil deeds before, when they could have not died, they will also become compelled to die.

For example, the company was investigated and punished by our federal government, owed astronomical arrears, ate the last meal every day, did not eat, originally each dish was just a taste or two bites will be thrown away, now see the leftovers in the trash can will be excited, although the taste is bad to vomit, the smell is bad to faint, and I have to eat.

In the past, they would feel that it was not good enough to eat delicacies every day, and at that time, they would not even want to eat leftovers. This kind of person will only wake up when he reaches that point. Because, some people are not persuaded. If those black-hearted entrepreneurs had been persuaded a long time ago, it would have been impossible to make so much money with a black conscience.

They have long since lost the blessings accumulated by their ancestors. Such people are pathetic. However, there are too many such people in society, and now the government can't control it if it wants to, and I can't do anything about it. However, they absolutely dare not go against the government.

That is, they absolutely never dare to make a fuss about these folders that protect against laser design. Because, this is sold exclusively to the police, that is, it is equivalent to being sold to the government. If those black-hearted entrepreneurs dare to make a fuss about these things, aren't they asking for their own death?

Before they made these things, they knew that they were used to store important information. So, it must be fine, I'm going to be fine. Right. I can't be so unconfident, I want to ...... Wait a minute...... Wait, why should I comfort myself so much?

Are these entrepreneurs really going to make a fuss about these things? Impossible, right? No, no, no, no, no, no. I understand. No one can guarantee that they will definitely act according to the rules? If these black-hearted entrepreneurs are not black-hearted, isn't that wrong?

Yes, although they know that this is not good, it is too risky to do so, and if they really make a fake and are found by the government, they may be shot directly. After all, this is an act of seeking death. But, but, yes, but they're black-hearted entrepreneurs.

Oops. Oops. Because they are black-hearted entrepreneurs, this has long become an attribute in their hearts, that is, if they don't do things black-heartedly, it doesn't look like their style anymore, that is, from this point of view, they will definitely do it.

Even if they really know it's dangerous, they'll do it anyway because it's exciting. In addition to this, there is a more important reason. If you do this, it's actually quite safe. Because, they have caught a blind spot in the psychology of our police.

Right. They must think that it is precisely because we police represent the government and cooperate with them to let them know the quality of the stuff, so they must think that we police don't have the need to check the quality of these things. Because, it's a habitual way of thinking.

Yes, that is, the error of subjectivity. As long as there is such an idea, those black-hearted entrepreneurs will boldly make fakes. Because, they have nothing to fear. Damn! Damn!Damn!! why would I have such a thing? Are these things fakes? It's over. It's impossible to dodge lasers now. I don't want to die! God willing!" (To be continued.) )