"Let's ......"

"Right...... Click......"

Crimson blood slowly dripped down with the cold blade.

Lying on the ground was a middle-aged man in a dark black striped yukata, his body twitching irregularly. A five-centimeter infusion was cut in the carotid artery on the side of the man, and blood gushed out of it. His big black hands were firmly covering his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood gushing out at all.

The face that slowly turned white and distorted with the loss of blood was full of unwillingness and despair, and a pair of fierce triangular eyes seemed to tear the eye sockets. And the pupils that slowly spread out were filled with infinite emptiness. Inexplicably, his mouth opened wide as if he was about to shout something, but he only heard "Huh...... ...... wheezing.

Pang Jian's eyes suddenly froze this picture.

"Ahh

He let out a womanly scream.

"It's ?............ !"

"Who are you?!...... Where is this?What's going on?!"

Pang Jian turned his head to look around, an old room that was completely unfamiliar, and the office he was in had disappeared.

He subconsciously took a few steps back until he couldn't retreat, and his back was pressed against the wall.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light shot into his eyes, only to realize that it was the bloody samurai * samurai sword in his hand.

"Bang dang!"

Pang Jian felt that he had thrown the knife away, and his feet fell to the ground with weakness. At this time, he couldn't control his body at all, his heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his throat, and the fear of the unknown made him gasp unconsciously and his throat was dry and painful after a while.

His mind was blank at this moment! When he tried to stand up, his whole body was completely unresponsive, his body was filled with a mixture of soreness, itching and pain, and his limbs seemed to belong to him at all, lying alone and unconscious, like four matchsticks.

Pang Jian closed his eyes, tried to moisten his dry throat, covered his head and shook it. Trying to control the rhythm of his breathing and his flustered emotions, trying to know what is happening now?

After a few minutes, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and Pang Jian realized that there was another person opposite.

Listening to the silence, when he opened his eyes, he saw those gray eyes staring directly at him.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

The blood still flowed uncontrollably from his neck, spreading out the bloody red of the ground, exuding the smell of death. The choking smell of blood approached Pang Jian.

"Wow--"

Pang Jian couldn't hold back his vomiting anymore.

..............................

Pang Jian

English name: bighard (big and hard).

Pang Jian's father didn't know why he was given this name. However, as a bad gambler, a soft egg who ran away from debts less than three days after the birth of his child, he can only hope that his son's backbone is harder than his.

His mother brought him up alone, and poured all her love into one, but her love was very strict.

"Xiao Ming's neighbor took another 100 in the exam. ”

"Your classmate Xiaofang only eats two cents a meal, and only uses 20 yuan a week, why do you spend so fiercely!"

The knife mouth is tofu heart, and behind the words is love, looking forward to him becoming an excellent person, getting ahead, and glorifying his ancestors. She feared that there would be another man like her husband in the world. On weekdays, the home is always full of corrective education and perfectionist reprimands. Even quiet days are precious, let alone hearing encouragement, praise and even laughter. A loving mother produces a defeated child, a strict teacher produces a high apprentice, and Pang Jian's mother firmly implements the education model with a 5,000-year-old civilization. Behind the harshness and harshness is deep maternal love.

However, all this is the opposite of everything.

For a long time, Pang Jian has always had a lonely inferiority complex in his heart, and the period of rebellion was suppressed by him using self-protection methods. Gradually, he also got used to cowardice and indifference.

After graduating from university, I found a small company and started a hard life as a small clerk.

On this day, during the lunch break, everyone did not race against time to eat and take a lunch break as usual, but gathered together in the conference room to celebrate the birthday of the company's account executive.

Everyone gathered around a fat woman in a red and white dotted V-neck dress, and one by one they were pretending to be happy and eating cheap junk food.

"Bear, your bow is so pretty. Tell me, I'll buy one another day. ”

"Honeybear, the V-neck you're wearing is so deep and so sexy, it makes my little heart flutter and jump non-stop!

“............”

Pang Jian lingered outside the crowd, he really couldn't pretend, "Let me forget the oppression and exploitation of us by this fat she-bear for a full thirty minutes." I pretended to be very friendly and adored her, this is the most painful work of the day. ”

Back at his desk, facing stacks of reports, he suddenly felt a sense of relief, "It's better to face work than to face this fat bear." ”

Pang Jian's job is as a customer representative. That is, the salesman. This is the most front-line and challenging job in the company. Of course, it also means that if you have no experience, you can only do this. This allows veteran employees and bosses to allow you to do some manual labor such as sweeping, pouring water, mopping the floor, taking couriers, unpacking packages, moving things, buying takeaways, etc.

Repetitive work squeezed his energy and withered his youth.

Youth?

During the golden time of his love in college, he only gave his all to games and love action movies in the island country. He is still a virgin, and he blushes when he talks to women. With only 2,000 yuan of salary a month, there is not much left after paying the rent and three meals a day. It's not about finding a girlfriend at all.

Today, also Black Friday, because tomorrow is still a day of work. The six-day workweek is common in these small companies. After printing the company information half a meter high, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. Usually working overtime until so late, Pang Jian will make do with squinting in the company all night, after all, it is better to go straight to sleep after squeezing the bus and subway home for more than an hour.

"In the dead of night, the people you don't want to see are gone. And the damn work is over......

Mr. Ao, Utsunomiya Shion, Akiho Yoshizawa, Risa Tachibana, Wakaba Ogami, Ai Uehara, and Ria Sakurai (30,000 words omitted below)............ I'm coming!!"

Pang Jian's only way to decompress after work is to study the love action movies of the island country alone.

I really love my true love! Pang Jian has been insisting!

"But, no one told me that the masturbation would cross over!!!Is this a new life? I don't--"

For anyone, watch the moment when a love action movie reaches a critical ejection......

Crossed over!

It's sour!

A stranger who is spurting blood, dying, and dying because of you.

You won't be any better than him!!

Pang Jian finally crawled out of the room with his hands and feet and rushed into what looked like a bathroom. Hurriedly found a faucet, aimed it at his mouth, and turned on the switch, but a fishy-smelling liquid sprayed out, spraying all over his face.

It's really unlucky, and you have to be bukkake when you drink cold water?!

"Damn, ah--ah--what's going on? Who am I messing with?"

Pang Jian's fists danced angrily into the air. He picked up something around him and threw it around the room. until they are too tired to move.

"It's not true! It's not true! It's not true...... This must be a dream!Yes, it's still the same when I wake up!" Pang Jian tried his best to hypnotize himself.

Although he has also seen many violent plots in film and television works, he has also fantasized that he is an old boy, a ruthless underworld or a killer who kills without blinking, using all kinds of violent weapons, and even breaking the enemy's neck with his bare hands. But the most murderous thing this soft man has ever done in his life is only to break other people's glass with a slingshot when he was a child. Where has he experienced such a scene when he is introverted and kind by nature?

"Smack-"

Pang Jian slapped himself hard, and he grinned in pain.

"It's really crossed. ”