The cleaning staff in front of him also seemed to notice the figure walking towards him, he raised his flashlight, and the circular light fell on the survivor's body, in addition to being black, the cleaning staff also read a trace of anger from his eyes.

"Excuse me! Have you seen some feathers like this? The survivor said, taking his hand out of his pocket, and in his palm he clutched a small handful of black feathers that were a little bigger than a man's finger.

The cleaning staff looked at his hand with the help of the light of the flashlight, and then nodded thoughtfully, "I seem to have seen it, when do you mean?" ”

"Today! Right now! There was finally a hint of anger in the survivor's tone.

"I forgot...... I'm a cleaner, but what's the matter with you? If you've lost something, you can report it to command and ask them to ask for you. The janitor said, looking at the survivor again, "Huh? What department are you from? I don't recognize anyone wearing a mask. ”

"I say! Put back those feathers you just got away! Suddenly, a flash of rage and murderous intent flashed in the survivor's dark jewel-like pupils.

But his sudden anger also made the cleaning staff even more confused, "What, brother, I said that if you lose something, you should go and tell the people in the command, I didn't steal or rob, but I didn't take anything from you, what do you ask me to put back for you?" ”

"Good ......" The survivor's gaze fell on the cleaning staff's face, and then he spread his palms so that the cleaning staff could see the feathers in his hands again, "Then from now on, don't clean the places you have cleaned a second time, understand?" ”

The cleaning staff also looked like a young man, and when he heard such a "threat", there was a trace of unhappiness in his eyes, but for him, it was more doubt.

Because "he" has worked in the Mill Research Institute for so many years, it seems that he has never seen such a vexatious guy, and he doesn't say which department he is, do you really think that they are good bullies for cleaning?

"It depends on the situation, I've just cleaned it here, if you throw me another piece of garbage, I'll definitely have to clean it, it's okay to throw it again, but if you throw too much, I'm not happy, this is my job, if you affect my work, then I'll be polite!" The cleaner said as he stared into his eyes.

During this period, the killing intent in the survivor's eyes never dissipated, and he seemed unwilling to talk nonsense with this cleaning staff anymore, so he turned around and took out a small feather like a careful selection from his hand, and placed it in place according to the previous position.

"Hey! You man! Isn't there that serious illness? Can you stop littering? How about giving people a little respect? I just cleaned it up here! What are you doing with some broken feathers? Something is wrong? The cleaner behind him shouted to him.

He didn't bother, but continued to carefully select the feathers in his hand and put them back in their place.

The cleaner had lost seven of his feathers, and he put them back in their original places.

It's just that when he put the seventh piece, the cleaner behind him swept him into the garbage hopper from the first piece.

"Don't say it, I seem to have swept a few of these little feathers from this place, if you want, I'll help you find them out of the garbage and return them all to you, but if you litter from the place I swept again, don't blame me for suing you with the command!" The cleaning staff said, looking into his garbage hopper with the light of a flashlight; There wasn't much garbage on the road in the first place, and there was hardly anything in his garbage hopper, but now, the little feathers in it appeared in his light.

If the strange man in black in front of him agreed, he didn't have to look for it at all, and he could just take out these feathers and return them to him, but this guy seemed to really look down on people, and after he swept away the feathers that this guy put down again, this guy has been standing in place and looking at him angrily.

Then, the survivor walked up to him and put a new feather back in front of him, "I said one last time, don't touch these things!" ”

After saying that, the survivor turned to leave, but before he could take a few steps, there was another "swish" sound behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he actually saw that the damn cleaning staff had swept away his newly placed feathers on the ground!

This time, the survivor did not look at him with that kind of hatred, this remote corridor was cloudy and windy for a while, and the garbage hopper in the hands of the cleaning staff was suddenly cut out of a big hole by something, and several huge feathers longer than human hands flew towards the cleaning staff with a sharp sound of breaking the wind, and the cleaning staff stood in place as if they were stunned, but his "stupidity" actually happened to avoid those fatal knife-like feathers.

The cleaning staff looked back at the feathers that had been deeply embedded in the wall, and a flash of sharpness flashed in their pupils.

The survivor walked towards him again, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the survivor holding a feather between his fingers and placing it in front of him, "This is your last chance, little man, if you move what I put down, I will take your life!" ”

But in the next second, a trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the survivor under the black hood.

Because the cleaning staff in front of him was actually laughing.

Who can laugh under such oppression?

It wasn't until the janitorial staff took off their coats and revealed the security suits underneath that the survivors understood.

"Huh? New here, it's not good to be rude in this place, you can't look down on me because I'm a security guard and cleaner, don't forget that I have a machete! After saying that, the cleaning staff or security guard patted his lower back, and he could vaguely hear that there was something in his lower back from the slapping sound.

But what really frightened the survivors was that he closed the door of the special ward with his own hands, how did this guy get out? Could it be that that special ward has a back door, and this guy came out of the back door?

Shouldn't that be...... If this guy really came out the back door, how could he not have noticed it at all? With his hearing and sight, he shouldn't have missed the slightest clue, right......

But the security guard swept away more of his feathers in front of him, and he wondered if the security guard had the same eyesight as him, even the feathers he had stuffed into the cracks in the wall could accurately spot and sweep him away, as if the security guard had been there specifically to sweep away the things he had put away.

The survivors felt that this was a mysterious and difficult creature, and that threats were useless to such people, and that the only way was to kill them.

In an instant, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air came, and the small black feather in his hand was thrown out by him, and the moment he left his hand, it turned into countless dagger-like flying blades, and these flying blades formed a dense net and flew towards the security guard, for a normal person, even the fastest person in the world could not dodge this blow, because his attack did not have any warning at all.

But he really didn't hear the sound of feathers tearing flesh and blood, but heard the sound of his own feathers piercing into the wall clearly.

And the security guard in front of him, who was holding a broom and a garbage bucket half a second ago, disappeared like a ghost at this time, and even the broom in his hand was still "standing" there as if it was haunted.

Finally, half a second later, the garbage bucket and the broom in the hands of the original security guard fell together, and the sound echoed in the empty corridor, and for this survivor, it was as if he had found a fierce enemy.

"Count Raven, it's been a long time." A familiar man's voice came from behind him, and he looked back to see that the security guard had once again taken off his security uniform, and even took off his hat in front of him, revealing the short blonde hair under the hat.

In fact, he used to have proud long blonde hair, but since he was injured, the medical department had to cut off all his long hair, and now he only has a light layer of golden fluff on his head, making him look like a little yellow duck that has not yet grown feathers.

And he soon realized that he no longer had that proud blonde hair, and he put the hat on his head again.

"Original...... You've recognized me. The survivor lowered his head and whispered, "Is it a ghost?" ”

The man in front smiled, "Wow, so I'm so famous, even the famous Black Chicken Lord knows me!" Moved, moved, it's not easy for you to sneak in today, I'm not in a hurry to let others know about you, say, how do you want to die? Our family World Tree has always wanted to eat you, he said that you are very supplemental, it just so happens that I am more lacking in nutrients now, do you think your steamed or stewed mushrooms are delicious? ”

As he spoke, the sound of the blade coming out of its sheath was heard, and the ghost pulled out the "meat cleaver" from behind him and played with it in his hand......