Celestial Employee Chapter 11: Scream in shock

All the people present were startled by this stern cry, Wu Xiaoye in the crowd couldn't help but his face changed. If anyone had been looking at Wu Xiaoye's hands at this time, he would definitely see Wu Xiaoye's left hand moved suddenly and quickly, and the entire palm and fingers suddenly changed a few strange gestures, and then a cold light flashed in Wu Xiaoye's eyes.

But none of the people present noticed Wu Xiaoye's movements. Because at this time, there was another scream of "Ah" in everyone's ears.

Many people's faces are white. Especially Zhang Zhong, almost frightened his legs and fell to the ground.

"Could it be that Mr. Zhao Ling was below, and saw something terrifying?" Many people thought so.

But Zhang Changsheng at the entrance of the sewer tunnel was stunned.

Zhang Changsheng has always been facing the mouth of the sewer, so Zhang Changsheng heard this "ah" sound most clearly. This voice is definitely from Zhao Lingjun in the sewer. With some kind of echo in the sewer.

This "Ah" cry is completely different from the previous one, because it is obvious that the previous one is much sharper.

This "ah" sound, if it was from Zhao Lingjun. Who made the stern cry at the beginning?

For no reason, Zhang Changsheng thought of the ghost with blood dripping in his eyes and wearing a red cotton jacket. Zhang Changsheng only felt his horror for a while, and even got a lot of tiny goose bumps on his arm. Zhang Changsheng was about to shout again, "Mr. Zhao Ling, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Changsheng heard a roar from the sewer.

"Zhang Changsheng..." still echoed from the sewer. It was Zhao Lingjun's voice.

"What's the matter? Are you okay." Zhang Changsheng heard Zhao Lingjun's voice seemingly full of anger, and said strangely.

"MLGBD." Zhang Changsheng immediately heard Zhao Lingjun's voice coming from the sewer. "It's okay, why did you yank the rope? Don't you know it hurts? I almost got strangled by you."

"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean it." Zhang Changsheng blushed and shouted into the sewer. Zhang Changsheng just remembered that when he heard that "ah" for the first time, he subconsciously yanked the rope in his hand.

"You didn't mean it. You didn't mean it. Why did you just give it back? You want to scare me to death." Zhao Lingjun said in the dark sewer. "Don't you know it's scary down here?"

"What? I didn't call it." Zhang Changsheng felt even more chilled.

"You didn't call it, it was a ghost..."

When Zhao Lingjun said the word "ghost", there was another sharp "ah".

This call is obviously smaller than the first call. But Zhang Changsheng could hear clearly, this call was made from the crowd behind him.

As soon as Zhang Changsheng turned his head, he saw Hao Meili, whose "Hua Rong" paled with his mouth covering his mouth.

"Director Hao, which drama are you acting in?" Zhang Changsheng looked at Hao Meili with annoyance and amusement. If someone changed for someone to call at this time, it is estimated that Zhang Changsheng would have treated him Scolded a dog-blood sprinkler. But I found that it was when Hao Meili was calling there. Zhang Changsheng could only say to Hao Meili in a very depressed manner. "Do you know that scaring people can scare people to death."

"I didn't mean it." Hao Meili patted her sponge bra and said sadly. "I heard the sudden sound of water, I am afraid."

"It turned out to have been doing it for a long time, and you called it the first time." Zhang Changsheng suddenly realized.

"I..." Hao Meili stomped and said. "Oh, don't you think that's scary."

"You..." Zhang Changsheng looked at Hao Meili and didn't know what to say. Zhang Changsheng wanted to say to Hao Meili that nothing else is horrible, but your 30-something-year-old woman pretends to be a 20-year-old innocent girl. But when it came to his lips, Zhang Changsheng just said something. "Director Hao, what are you supposed to do, don't make trouble here."

"Then I won't be here with you." Hao Meili cast a wink at Zhang Changsheng and said. "I'm going out shopping first. You ask Xiao Zhao to be careful below."

"*, false benevolence and false meaning, true TMD hypocrisy." Watching Hao Meili twisting her **** and running away. Zhang Changsheng thought depressed in his heart.

"Zhang Changsheng, Zhang Changsheng..."

At this moment, Zhang Changsheng heard Zhao Lingjun in the sewer calling himself again.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Changsheng quickly squatted back to the sewer entrance, holding his breath.

"Give me the flashlight." Zhang Changsheng saw a dark shadow and said to himself at the bottom of the sewer.

"Then you have to connect it firmly."

"Let you lose it quickly. MLGBD." Zhao Lingjun said. "If you don't hurry up, I will be smoked to death."

"...*, I told you to throw away your flashlight, what did you throw away a broken slippers for me. You want to kill."

"Sorry, I just want to try if you can catch it."

"I am the sun. If you talk nonsense anymore, after I come up...*, I haven't finished talking, you are throwing it down."

*

When Zhao Lingjun caught the flashlight Zhang Changsheng threw down from above, he was already half dead by the sour smell in the sewer.

Zhao Lingjun really regretted why he didn't ask the fat man to ask for a gas mask before he came down. When the time comes, he will have to see if the two generals are moving so fast.

The mask that Zhao Lingjun is wearing now can't stop the smell of rice after N night. And only after coming down for a while, Zhao Lingjun felt that the masks on his face had become a bit damp.

For Zhao Lingjun, this feeling is like wearing a large sanitary napkin used by Zhang Hao Meili on his face.

In the early days, Zhao Lingjun heard one of his classmates say that it is said that when a person's spirit is highly concentrated, he will ignore some of the physical feelings.

At that time, Zhao Lingjun’s classmates gave an example, saying that it was a group of fans watching a wonderful game while eating barbecue. As a result, a guy looked attentively, roasting his fingers to a large blisters without noticing it.

At the time, Zhao Lingjun thought this was simply nonsense. Zhao Lingjun felt that if what his classmates said was true, then the hospital would not need anesthesia to perform operations on a man in the future, and just put a few of the most popular **** movies on him.

But now Zhao Lingjun feels that what his classmates said at the time still makes sense.

Because if in normal times, Zhao Lingjun just thought of Hao Meili's sanitary napkins, it is estimated that Zhao Lingjun would vomit out all the jaundice in his stomach.

But now, Zhao Lingjun already feels that his mask looks like Hao Meili's sanitary napkins, but Zhao Lingjun still did not vomit.

Because at this time, Zhao Lingjun felt that the wet and sticky feeling on his face was nothing compared to the feeling under his feet.

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As he climbed down the iron ladder of the sewer, Jun Zhao Ling had already sensed that the four walls of the sewer were all made of concrete.

With the dim light of the flashlight, Zhao Lingjun carefully looked at the walls of the sewer.

Zhao Lingjun discovered that on two walls of the sewer, at the bottom half of a person's height, there were many pipe openings with a diameter of less than half a meter. On the other side of the wall, there was a large hole more than one meter in diameter, which opened directly to the bottom and could enter by bending down.

When Zhao Lingjun was about to climb to the bottom, he finally figured out where he was, which was actually a transfer station for sewage from the community.

Every day, the sewage in the N building in the community will pass through the dark pipes, first to be discharged here, and then through the large passage on the other wall, to the sewage treatment plant outside.

I want to understand this. When Zhao Lingjun climbed to the bottom and landed with one foot, Zhao Lingjun was still rejoicing. Fortunately, there was a power outage in the community today.

Because if it were not for power outages and water cuts, the pipes here must still be spraying sewage with all kinds of filth. Now, it's much simpler. Zhao Lingjun felt that he only had to stand down, find the hole that blocked things, and poke those things that blocked the hole.

But when Zhao Lingjun hit the ground, Zhao Lingjun knew that he was too happy.

As expected by Zhao Lingjun~IndoMTL.com~, the bottom of the sewer should also be poured concrete. Even if some filthy things accumulate here and are not washed away, those things will definitely not be too thick. If I wore long rain boots, there was no problem.

But when he fell, Zhao Lingjun knew he was wrong.

As soon as Zhao Lingjun stepped on, he heard the sound of water, and then Zhao Lingjun felt that his feet were soft, and his whole foot suddenly sank like he had stepped into a swamp.

If it weren't for Zhao Lingjun's quick response, the other foot would immediately step off the ladder. Zhao Lingjun may lose his balance completely and fall into the dirt.

The sound of water that Hao Meili first heard was the sound made by Zhao Lingjun when his feet fell on the ground.

By the time Zhao Lingjun's feet fell on the ground, Zhao Lingjun felt like countless loach pouring in from his rain boots.

It turns out that this is not a concrete floor. This is Zhao Lingjun's first feeling.

It turns out that the silt below here is already deeper than the water of the Peach Blossom Lake. This is Zhao Lingjun's second feeling.