Feng Mang

Chapter 74: Nightmare

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In the evening, when Han Dong went to Er Lei's to buy canned food, he deliberately asked, "Where did you buy it at this juncture? Why did I go to several supermarkets, but I didn't find this brand?"

"Special offerings, no takeaway." Er Lei said bluntly.

Han Dong asked again: "Where did Wang Zhongding come from?"

"His uncle sent it over."

Uncle... Han Dong suddenly remembered, isn't Wang Zhongding's uncle Wang Haizhi? Chairman of Zhongding Group! I saw him at today's signing ceremony. Could it be that Yu Ming didn't show up in public because he was having an affair with the chairman

The thunder is rolling! Wouldn't that be on my head

After returning home, Han Dong concentrated all his internal energy on his index finger like he was in the car, and said silently in his heart: must succeed, must succeed, must succeed...

snap!

The tab is broken.

Han Dong changed the canned food again, and the result was the same when he pulled it again. He didn't believe in this evil, and he fought and failed again and again, until he pulled all the pull rings off, and finally gave up.

Holding a bunch of bare cans in his hands, Han Dong suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. Looking back carefully, he seemed to have found a batch of cans without pull-tabs under the bed before. The tabs are all broken? It's my own doing for a long time! But Han Dong couldn't remember how he ate those cans back then...

Forget it, don't think about it, break it open and eat it tomorrow during the day.

Han Dong was lying on the sofa outside, doing warm-ups before going to bed - bad face fuck.

Counting silently in my heart: 1, 2, 3, 4... Every time I count a number, I quickly change into a deformed grimace. Every expression is so outrageous, and the speed of connection is getting faster and faster. It takes half a minute to make an expression, and then it can be completed in 10 seconds.

Finally, after intense physical exertion, Han Dong fell into a deep sleep.

After one o'clock in the evening, Wang Zhongding came back from visiting the shift outside, and went back to the office to rest as usual.

Er Lei asked Wang Zhongding worriedly: "Do I need to stand guard? What if Han Dong sleepwalks and disturbs you again?"

Wang Zhongding said, "Didn't you send two security guards on the night shift on the floor of my office?"

"I'm afraid that in case of special circumstances, you know this kid likes to play tricks."

"No matter how tricky he is, it's impossible to deal with two people with bare hands, right?"

Er Lei wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wang Zhongding's hand.

"Okay, go back and rest early, I will call you sometimes."

Er Lei nodded.

Not a while after Wang Zhongding returned to the office, Han Dong wandered here again, but this time Han Dong didn't take the elevator and only reached this floor. Instead, go down early on the lower floor, and then go to climb the stairs.

The lights at the top of the stairs were voice-activated. Han Dong's footsteps were very light, and the lights didn't turn on when he reached the top step. Then he just stood there without moving, as if waiting for something.

After a while, the security guard on duty walked here, feeling someone at the stairs, and as soon as the flashlight hit it, a distorted grimace appeared. And the grimaces are still changing all the time, the complicated tricks, the outrageous visual effects are simply beyond the reach of human beings.

"ah-"

The security guard slipped along the wall to the ground, his face turned pale, and he couldn't even stand up.

Hearing a faint call, another security guard on duty also rushed towards him. He didn't dare to go too fast for fear of disturbing Wang Zhongding. So when he reached the stairs, the lights went out again, and he raised his flashlight to shine it on Han Dong's face, and the tragedy just happened again.

When the door was pushed open, Wang Zhongding had to accept his fate.

Some people are born to bug you.

Han Dong opened the food bag again, and brought back all the cans he took from Er Lei.

Maybe it was because of getting used to it, this time Wang Zhongding asked without asking Han Dong, and opened all the cans in the bag. Then line up on the desk, eat, and leave quickly after eating!

As a result, Han Dong suddenly said, "I didn't come to ask you to open a can."

"?" Wang Zhongding looked at Han Dong.

"I just want to tell you that the bottle of eight-treasure porridge at noon was just a coincidence. In fact, I can't open the can at all." Han Dong really betrayed himself.

Wang Zhongding, "..."

"It says on the cans that they should be consumed within 24 hours after opening. I'm sure I can't finish all these cans in one day, so please close them?"

Wang Zhongding's expression was not much stronger than the two security guards outside, "If you don't want me to kick you awake, just carry these cans and leave!"

"I won't leave like this, even if it's for these cans." Han Dong suddenly stretched out his arms to protect the cans, "It will definitely spill when I carry them back like this, I'm not willing to spill the cans you sent."

Listen, what a heartwarming sentence!

What Wang Zhongding was thinking at the time was: Why are you listening to this psychotic nonsense? The result was the opposite. I got up and went to the kitchen to get a crisper, and poured all the meat and sauce in the can into it.

As a result, Han Dong picked up another can and stuck his tongue inside to lick the remaining sauce.

"I don't want to waste a drop of the can you gave me."

really…

Wang Zhongding had no choice but to bite the bullet and scrape off the sauce on all the cans before handing the safe to Han Dong. This process was delayed for another ten minutes.

In the end, Han Dong still didn't leave, and excitedly said to Wang Zhongding, "I'll give you a present."

After all, Han Dong showed his housekeeping skills - the performance of the bad face king.

When a person's negative emotions are so extreme that they cannot be explained by any expression, maybe he can only laugh. This is the case with Wang Zhongding. He really wanted to pay homage to Han Dong's parents' tombstone, and asked sincerely: How did you create this kind of monster

After Han Dong's "facial skills" presented a series of expressions such as forward narration, flashback, and interrupted narration, Wang Zhongding finally figured out how Han Dong escaped the guards of the two security guards, and immediately got up and walked out.

As a result, Han Dong hugged him from behind.

"Don't go, I'm afraid!"

Wang Zhongding gritted his teeth and said, "Is there anyone scarier than you here?"

Han Dong still hugged Wang Zhongding tightly, Wang Zhongding threw Han Dong away forcefully, but he heard Han Dong's scream just before going out.

This kind of screaming sound was not fake. Wang Zhongding thought that Han Dong was really crazy after being woken up, but found out that he was not. Han Dong didn't wake up at all, and he didn't fall down, but he had cramps.

Yes, his face was finally gloriously cramped after the intense physical exertion.

Han Dong still kept his mouth crooked and his eyes slanting. No matter what, he couldn't restore his muscles to their original positions, causing tears to flow out, which made people feel extremely distressed.

Wang Zhongding had no choice but to give Han Dong an emergency first. As for how to respond, he could only feel his way. Hot towel compresses didn't work, and instrumental massage didn't work. Wang Zhongding tried to cover Han Dong's cheeks with his big hands and rubbed them gently. It wasn't until the heat from the palm of the hand reached the depths of the cheeks that the stiff muscles slowly relaxed and the facial features returned to their original positions.

Han Dong was completely honest this time, and walked out holding the fresh-keeping box, Wang Zhongding followed beside him.

The two security guards also slowed down and were washing their faces in the bathroom. When Wang Zhongding walked over, he glanced inside and saw that they were all right, so he didn't say hello. Instead, he sent Han Dong to the elevator and went back to the office directly.

After less than half an hour of sleep, the doorbell rang again.

The moment before Wang Zhongding opened the door, he had already thought about it. If the person standing at the door was Han Dong, he would definitely punch him to the ground, and he would never give up.

As a result, there were two security guards on duty standing at the door, and the redness and swelling of the eye sockets could still be seen after washing their faces.

"Mr. Wang, we didn't want to disturb your rest, but we have to say something. Our office building is haunted. Really, both Daqiang and I saw it..."

Wang Zhongding's face was extremely gloomy, "We'll talk about this tomorrow."

"Mr. Wang, I know you are an atheist, but there are some things you have to believe..."

"go out!"

After the two poor security guards were frightened by Han Dong, they were hit hard again by "his husband"...

Early the next morning, Han Dong went to get the canned food from the refrigerator, but he didn't see the canned food box, but instead saw a large fresh-keeping box full of canned meat.

He went to Yu Ming's room to pick up the small hammer that fell there, and said to Yu Ming tenderly, "You are becoming more and more considerate, no wonder the chairman has taken a fancy to you."

Yu Ming cast a cold eye and went crazy early in the morning.

Wang Zhongding and Director Lu got on the elevator together. Director Lu is good at shooting suspenseful and horror-themed movies, and he can be regarded as a rare ghost among the new generation of directors in mainland China.

"How is the progress of the filming?" Wang Zhongding inquired.

Director Lu's expression was not optimistic, "Nowadays, audiences pay attention to visual effects when watching ghost movies. To be honest, the three original ghost actors are not ideal, and I don't have any impact when watching them."

Wang Zhongding suddenly thought of something, but didn't speak directly.

"Mr. Wang, if our agency has any suitable actors, please help me keep an eye on them."

Wang Zhongding nodded, "Okay, no problem."

After a full meal, Han Dong went to the office building. Everyone greeted Wang Zhongding with a smile on his face, wishing to give the sweetest side to the general manager, but Han Dong took advantage of Wang Zhongding's carelessness and gave him an unappetizing one. grimace. He didn't get the expected response, and he even sent a few more.

As a result, Wang Zhongding did not show any fear or discomfort from the beginning to the end. Instead, as Han Dong's performance time increased, the smile in his eyes became more and more intense.

Hold! I'm here to scare you, not to make you laugh!

So Han Dong increased the degree of distortion, and it turned out to be a tragedy.

Another cramp!

I screamed in pain, nothing worked, I almost hit my head against the wall.

Wang Zhongding seemed to know that Han Dong would suffer this retribution early in the morning, so he stretched out his hand to rub Han Dong's face, and healed Han Dong's cramps in a few strokes, but his hand never came down.

The two suddenly saw each other.

At the moment Han Dong was stunned, he thought: Why is this scene so familiar? Where does it seem to have happened

But Wang Zhongding said to him at that moment: "I have a role that suits you very well."