"How can there be ghosts in a haunted house, these NPCs are really disrespectful."

"I thought it was terrible, but that's it."

"Who's to say it isn't!"

A few people were relaxed and bolder, and several people teamed up to bully the NPC.

They laughed at the aggrieved voices of the NPCs.

"Did you see, the scaring ghost was scared by us."

"It's a shame."

"It's really tacit for us to work together."

"We're a small group from now on, how about it?"

"I agree! I agree! ”

The fundamental reason why the eight people became a small group was because of the incident of cutting in line outside, but they were reluctant to mention it now.

Under a rare tacit understanding of humiliation, they temporarily stood in a camp.

If the camp in the workplace wants to be solid, there must be a common topic of complaining and gossip.

Obviously, the eight of them still have a lot in common.

They really don't treat NPCs as human beings, and gossip about the company's affairs openly.

Whoever only has 4,000 yuan a month, but can afford tens of thousands of bags, must be supported.

Whoever walks with whoever gets off work, there must be something wrong with the two of them.

Whoever stole the plan of whomever and whomever took credit.

"What? It's him! Damn, I've been busy with a week's plan! ”

A man was furious in the blink of an eye, angry and wanted to rush out to ask for an explanation.

The person who broke the news next to him immediately persuaded: "Don't, it's too late to talk about this now, let's stand in a camp now, and we will take care of each other if there is something in the future." ”

"Yes, yes, now we know it's a villain, and it's not worth it for you to be angry with someone like him."

Everyone persuaded one after another, and the man also knew that it was too late, and in everyone's persuasion, the donkey came down the slope.

The next eight people launched a series of complaints around this common enemy.

Wind Groan, which blends with the wall, floats itself off the wall after the eight people left.

"Let's play a game of bravery."

Feng Yin passed through another employee fast passage with the steps of the ghost realm, and before the eight of them knew it, they floated behind the informant just now.

"Hoo ———"

A cold wind blew through the informant's neck, causing him to subconsciously shrink his neck.

"Let's not joke about it."

"What?"

"What's wrong?"

The people next to him spoke one after another, not understanding what the informant meant.

"Don't pretend, it's naïve to blow on my neck."

Seven people with different expressions said that it was not him/her.

The whistleblower moved his neck, could it be that he was too sensitive?

Eight people moved on.

Three minutes away, the informant's neck was blown five times by a cool breeze, a very cool kind.

"Are you so interesting?"

"What are you doing! Whatever he throws at us, he says it's not us. ”

"It's like, it's a haunted house, okay?"

"Yes, yes, don't hurt the peace, I guess it's the equipment of the haunted house."

There are those who are peacemakers, and there are those who turn their faces instantly if the temporary alliance is not reliable.

The whistleblower was still skeptical, but for the next five minutes, he began to get scared.

Obviously, he has been looking back and forth, left and right, but why can he still feel the cool air, not only can he feel the cool air, but he can also feel that someone is knocking on his shoulder.

"You're here."

"You're here."

Cool, full of anticipation, you are here, ringing in the ears of the informant. (End of chapter)