That is a cold day, dark, dark, people feel uneasy.
I didn't understand why I didn't understand why.
However, I understand now.
That's because I am not afraid of it.
Old Master also predicts!
That day,
I am talking on the company to sneak the Internet, suddenly on the head, the knot is fried: "What are you doing?"
"I, I, check the information online ..." I can't turn off the page, stunned, trembled, and swayed.
The boss is hitting the face: "Less to me! I will give me a concentration at work, let me find you on the Internet, I fire!"
After the training, the boss turned around.
I hang highly careful liver is going to place.
Suddenly the boss folded back, sitting straight to my computer.
Then, I saw the face of the boss, as the dead pig, started to rise, blue, black, and even began to stink.
The boss is standing up, and the sorrowful voice echoed over the entire company:
"You don't seem to look back ?!"
"How can you see the stickers?!"
Squid, squid ... I finally tasted it ...
I was fried in the street, and I was gradually black, I didn't know where to go.
It's aim to sway to somewhere, look up,
*, "Let you go" Internet cafes.
A beautiful woman who is more confused than the door is more than the woman who is awkward.
The people in the Internet cafes are really many, and only one place left is sitting down. Open a BBS to continue to see the ghost story that is not finished today. After reading it, turn off the webpage.
then,
I saw a shaking figure on the screen, behind the couple.
A strange fashionable feeling is filled around my surroundings.
I turned back, I just started a cup of drinks, and I finished me, and the anger that tried to suppress her solemnly.
I don't know what I did what made her anger.
"You go! Go out! We don't have this guy who is not replied with you."
This is the second sound of my thunder I heard today.
Then, even if the people in the Internet caf are standing up, standing up again, and standing alone ...
All the eyes gathered in me, I started to feel the pain of the arrow.
Then, countless volcanic eruptions are full of strength and killing fists, heading down towards me ...
I don't know how long I have been coma, I only know that I woke up after the blood is lying on a stinky trench.
Two kind people were overdone away from me 20 meters away, summoning my most needed, beloved people's police 110 comrades and 120 comrades who saved the wounded wounded.
When being lifted an ambulance, 110 comrades, asked why I was being made.
I said, it is a net cafe.
110 comrades know that the situation of the situation is strictly announced that they will definitely get all the guys who will be all in prisons, let me feel a one.
Then, 110 comrades ask them why they played me.
My eyes were bleak, and I said sadly: "I just see the stickers, there is no replies ..."
In an instant, I feel the shake of the stretcher.
Everything is stopped, everything is solidified.
110 comrades and 120 comrades have slowed down, cold down, through weak lights, I saw their eyes gradually smashed with tears -
No, I am so miserable, just because there is no post, is it not worth mentioning?
After a short silence, 110 comrades spoke:
"Sorry, there are regulations in our bureaus, guys who are not posting, do not be treated with human garbage ... you, you are so bad, let you go." After finishing, 110 comrades did not go back. .
My sky has collapsed again, the only hope is a beautiful white angel 120 comrades.
However, but I haven't waited for me to scroll to the angels, I only feel that my body is light, and the wind is scraped from the side. I draw a cumbersome arc in the dark air, flying to the stinking Galvan ...
I still don't know if I drown, but the scream and curse of angel resentment is still echoing in my ear:
"It's just a look at it! God! He should go to hell!"
I know that I am indeed a diver on the network.
But I can't accept it,
As a senior diver, I will die in the water.
* Is it a retribution?
But I seem to die, because I have seen the bullhead.
"Get up, get up, walk!"
So I brought a sludge and smell to hell.
When the bullhead, it is time to pass by the Naido Bridge.
The legendary Meng Po is a bowl of soup to come over: "The young man, drink, all the memories of all the unpleasant memories ..."
Looking at Meng Po, I can't help but sad from: "No! I must not forget how you die! I have to retaliate! I will still watch the post!"
The last word is just vomiting exit, only listening to the entire Yini Hell came into a burst of faint roar, the forgotten river water in the bridge protrude, and the bridge began to shake, but this is not the most terrible, terrible It is a round of Mengpo's anger, and the bowl of Menndo Tong is tall high in his hand, but it is dressed up to my face ...
I finally came to the front of the king, I have passed the boss, and my face is nothing off.
The judge is presented, and the king turned over and frowned: "Yang Shu is not good? How can I catch?"
I suddenly seem to understand that it seems really shameless and shameless.
I suddenly didn't want the king to know.
However, the sound of the Niuhe Ma has already rang.
I dare to guarantee that I have never heard the sound like that horror.
"He watched the stickers!!!"
This is my last voice I have heard before heaven.
I can't remember how I left hell.
That is the most horrible and tragic experience in my life.
Even if I have been abandoned before my life, I don't have anything.
what?
Where is I now?
I, I am really dead, the king gives my unhappy Yang Shou, gave comrades who would post back.
but me,
Hell doesn't want me,
Don't me,
I am so wandering in the wilderness,
Occasionally climbed the Internet to see.
This time, I will make up my mind.
Take your own tragic experience in public.
Comrades!
Don't repeat my mistakes!
remember!
Seeing stickers must be replied! ! !
