Flirting with a Superior

Huan Chu was about to speak but saw the man in front of him subtly shaking his head and gesturing with his eyes for him to stay quiet. Huan Chu blinked to signal receipt, then raised his left hand and used his thumb to push the hair on the left side back behind his head.

This is the secret code used by Huan Chu and his brothers when they fought in school, taken from the classic move of Chan Ho-nam in the movie 'Young and Dangerous'. It means 'Who is the boss'.

The man instantly understood, tugged at the corner of his left mouth, and casually blinked his eyes. Huan Chu immediately understood in his heart and smiled at the man.

The man who clearly knew Huan Chu blinked three times in total, indicating that the high-level zombie was standing third to his left.

Huan Chu and the man were standing face to face, with him on the left side of Huan Chu.

Without hesitation, Huan Chu chose to believe in his childhood friend, ignoring the two people beside him and looking directly at the guy sitting diagonally on the right side of the team in the office chair.

He was a young man who appeared to be in his early thirties, wearing a sports suit that was slightly wrinkled and not very well-fitted, but still clean.

If he were thrown into a crowd, he would probably just be an ordinary worker bee, attracting no attention at all. But at this moment, Huan Chu had already confirmed the target, and the more he looked at it, the more suspicious it seemed.

Under the fluorescent light, his face was extremely pale, so pale that it was almost terrifying, appearing devoid of any trace of color. He appeared very calm, squinting his eyes with curiosity as he looked at Huan Chu and others. Although he disguised himself well, Huan Chu still caught the flash of vigilance in his eyes.

Huan Chu, the target, remained calm. At this moment, the high-level zombie had no protection around him. Even if his strength was strong, the chance of escaping under the siege of three guns was probably not high.

Huan Chu extinguished the almost burnt-out cigarette in his hand, casually grabbed a boss chair and sat down in a commanding manner.

With his legs crossed on the office desk, Huan Chu calmly observed the group of people by the window, his gaze constantly sizing up the high-level zombie that thought it was hiding well, without saying a word for a long time. The high-level zombie seemed to be irritated by Huan Chu's attitude, as he clearly did not take him seriously and kept using various tactics to put psychological pressure on him.

Although he didn't dare to openly glare at Huan Chu, a malicious gleam still flashed in his eyes when he lowered his head.

In fact, the high-level zombie misunderstood Huan Chu. He didn't put his legs on the table to show off, but because his injured right leg couldn't support him anymore and needed to relax. Not speaking is not to put psychological pressure on the high-level zombies, but because Huan Chu has been standing for too long and the pain is unbearable. He is afraid that if he opens his mouth, he will moan, so he can only close his mouth and slowly recover.

Huan Chu and the high-level zombie did not speak, so no one in the office dared to speak first. For a moment, Huan Chu and the survivors remained silent, an untimely tension filling the air between them.

After a long time, until Huan Chu felt rested enough and didn't even look at the high-level zombies, he just nodded towards the people on the wall, apparently trying to tease the zombie. He directly asked, "What are you all still standing there for? Waiting for me to carry you out one by one?" "

The people by the window obviously did not expect such a scene to happen. They looked at each other, and their eyes finally focused on the high-level zombie. Obviously, no one dared to speak without his order.

What the hell are you all looking at me for? No one will just say a few words to deal with him first! A group of fools!

The high-level zombie cursed inwardly, although his previous performance had already made him suspect that Huan Chu might have recognized his identity, he still wanted to try and see if he could deceive Huan Chu. He deliberately pretended to be panicked and asked, "Are you here to save us?" "

In the office, everyone couldn't help but secretly mock the zombie's acting skills, even the guy with glasses and a female student couldn't help but turn their heads away and couldn't be bothered to look at him.

Huan Chu saw the affected expression on the zombie's face and almost lost interest in teasing him, but considering the rare opportunity, he still mustered up the spirit to tease him: "You are so stupid, how dare you talk nonsense!" I came here because you called me! This university is broke, with no money, no guns, and no food. I'm here exploring because I'm bored and well-fed! "

It is obvious that the high-level zombie has never been scolded so harshly since becoming a zombie. Just a few minutes ago, the Monkey King, who had been playing in his own hands, suddenly jumped out. For a moment, he stood still, wanting to speak but not knowing where to start. He could only mutter a few meaningless words in his mouth.

Huan Chu realized upon second thought that although this zombie had some intelligence, it couldn't be reflected in its interactions with people. He casually waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I can't be bothered to argue with a fool." Hey, fool, what are you looking at? I'm talking to you. What is your name? "

As the saying goes, the dragon playing in shallow waters is teased by shrimps, and the tiger falling in Pingyang is bullied by dogs.

Although the zombie is not a tiger and Huan Chu is not a dog, at this moment, with all his minions gone, he hesitated to make a move due to Huan Chu's strength, and could only endure the insults.

But he was not Zhang Jing. Another 'friend' from the past had told him his real name. He had never had a name all along. Now, hearing Han Chu's question, he had to come up with one on the spot and answered, "My name is Li Feng." "

In fact, Li Feng is very satisfied with his answer, concise and to the point, without any unnecessary words. The fierce and evil guy couldn't find a reason to scold himself, so he looked smugly at Huan Chu.

Who knew Huan Chu rubbed his ears, slapped the armrest of the boss's chair, and cursed loudly, "I f*cking hate you, who the hell let you speak so loudly!" Can you afford to compensate for damaging my ears? I went through all kinds of hardships to save you, and this is how you repay me?! "

Even the dumbest person can see that Huan Chu is just playing with Li Feng at this point. In the office, everyone was trying hard to hold back their laughter, unable to laugh out loud, only able to cover their mouths with their hands, their faces turning red with the effort of holding it in.

But Li Feng didn't notice it!

When he interacts with other high-level zombies, they are all straightforward, and because their language is not very rich, everyone appears quite polite.

Suddenly, a devil-like guy appeared in front of him (completely unaware that everyone around him saw him as a devil), and he didn't know if Huan Chu was just looking for trouble. He was about to erupt, but then he remembered that he had all eight of his elite guards (mid-level zombies) in his hands, so he had to lower his voice and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "

In Huan Chu's mind, high-level zombies were always terrifying, aloof and arrogant beings. However, he never expected to encounter such a creature now, and he couldn't bear to interrupt this interesting game all of a sudden.

Pretending not to notice the cheerful atmosphere in the office, still wearing a sour face, I dug my ear and said to Li Feng, "What the hell are you talking about?" The sound is too low, can't hear. "

As soon as these words were spoken, the female college student standing next to Li Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Although Li Feng doesn't interact with people much, it's clear as day that he's a complete fool. As soon as he heard the laughter of the female college student, Li Feng immediately knew that Huan Chu had been playing with him all along.

Although zombies are cold-blooded animals, but Li Feng still felt a surge of heat from the chest, suddenly broke through the throat all crowded in his mind, also ignore the strength of the other side, directly "whoosh" to stand up, eyes breathing fire to look at Huan Chu: "You dare to play me? "

To be honest, Li Feng's anger was quite imposing. As soon as he stood up, it felt like the air pressure around him was gathering, and a natural coercion spread out, obviously the innate 'kingly aura' of a high-level zombie as a superior being.

With this imposing manner, the people standing near him by the window suddenly fell silent, and the female college student who had been laughing turned her face away and dared not look at him.

Huan Chu glanced around and found that three out of the six humans still looked completely unafraid.

The first thing is to start signaling to his childhood friend, who now knows that Huan Chu will protect him and is not afraid of high-level zombies.

The second elder, who was sitting down, just glanced at him with a hint of appreciation, and directly ignored Li Feng's pressure.

Huan Chu had already guessed that this old man was probably of extraordinary status, probably even higher than that bald deputy mayor. The pressure from him didn't intimidate Huan Chu at all.

What really surprised Huan Chu was the man in military attire that he had not paid attention to before. The soldier had a physique similar to Pang Le, but the shoulder epaulettes clearly indicated that he was just an ordinary private. Surprisingly, he was not afraid of this pressure, but instead stared at Li Feng with eyes as big as cowbells.

This made Huan Chu couldn't help but look at him more.

It may sound like a long time, but in reality, it was just a few seconds before Huan Chu took in everyone's reactions. Slowly retracting his gaze, Huan Chu found a more comfortable position on the chair, leaning back with a playful look at the imposing Li Feng. With a slight smile on his lips, he said, "I was just teasing you, how about that?" "

Although the advanced zombies have gained intelligence, they still lack the ability to communicate with humans and do not understand what dirty words mean.

At this moment, Li Feng, who had been ravaged by Huan Chu, was obviously furious. He directly imitated and scolded with a glare, "I'll f*ck you, you bastard. Do you believe I'll kill you?" "

At this level, it actually has no effect on Huan Chu at all, it's completely like water off a duck's back.

Before entering, the three had already discussed their plan. When Li Feng started cursing, Pang Le, who was standing to the right rear of Huan Chu, as if receiving a signal, directly raised the automatic rifle in front of his chest and coldly fired three shots at Li Feng.

The bullet from the first shot flew past Li Feng's left ear.

The bullet from the second shot flew past Li Feng's right ear.

The bullet from the third shot flew past Li Feng's scalp, shaving off a few strands of his hair in the process.

The distance between the DBP87 bullet and Li Feng's skin is at most two to three millimeters. He only feels that even the sweat on his ears has been singed, and his skin can feel the scorching temperature of the bullet.

Huan Chu laughed heartily, but his expression quickly turned cold, as if he had turned into an icy statue that had not melted for a thousand years. He stared at Li Feng with cold eyes and said, "Go on, keep cursing." "