Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

A head popped out, eyes frighteningly red, face pale and somewhat ferocious, and said weakly, "Sorry, we can't pull it apart. They're fighting too fiercely."

"I, I've called the police."

Uncle Fu was startled by her expression and frowned, "Secretary Gao, how long have you not rested or eaten properly? You've turned pale and you don't want to live anymore."

Secretary Gao smiled foolishly, a strange look in his eyes, and murmured, "It's almost here, it's almost here, my takeaway will be delivered, and I can have a full meal."

The two looked at each other and then looked at Secretary Gao who was behaving strangely.

Looking at the people in the hall who were fighting fiercely, they suddenly felt a little scared and took two steps back and returned to the office.

Uncle Fu lowered his voice and said, "Miss, their behavior is not right. It looks like they are taking drugs, but this is not the case during our regular physical examinations."

"Then the other possibility is that they are all collectively possessed by evil spirits."

Secretary Gao's roar came from outside. The voice was not human. He cursed: "Damn it, why didn't you deliver the order? Why was it blocked? If it was blocked, why didn't you close the order window?"

"Ahhh, I'm hungry. I'm really hungry."

Uncle Fu trembled, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "Miss, something is wrong. Secretary Gao is a top student. When did she become like this? It's so scary."

"I'll call the police and have someone come over to take a look."

Qin Wushuang raised his hand to stop them, saying helplessly, "No, if you call the police, once a large number of police come in and take them away, it will have a bad impact on the Qin family."

"How am I going to explain to everyone then? Should I say they're just too evil, or that they're possessed by evil spirits, and that this will cause the stock market to plummet?"

"...That's right. If this gets out and has a really bad impact, and there's no way to explain it, then what should we do? If they continue to make trouble, it would be terrible if someone died."

There was a bang behind Uncle Fu, as if someone was smashing the door. Fortunately, it was bulletproof glass and was not broken.

Secretary Gao opened the door a little, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at them intently: "Hungry, do you have any buns? Do you have any buns?"

"...No, Miss never eats buns. Secretary Gao, why don't you go buy some outside?"

Oh my god, why are his eyes so red? It's so scary.

Secretary Gao rushed in with a stiff neck, as if irritated, and leaned over the desk.

A faint fishy smell wafted over. Qin Wushuang raised her hand to cover her nose and looked at her with cold eyes: "Secretary Gao, what are you going to do?"

She sniffed and looked intoxicated.

"Boss Qin, you smell so good. Can you let me take a bite? Your meat must be delicious. I'll just take a bite. It won't kill me."

Uncle Fu was horrified when he heard this. He glanced at the people fighting in the hall. Now they had stopped fighting and were all standing there looking at them, or to be more precise, at the young lady.

The greed in his eyes was as if he wanted to eat the person alive. His body reacted faster than his brain, and he subconsciously pulled Secretary Gao over and pushed him out.

He closed the glass door with a loud bang, locked it with the lock beside him, dragged the sofa behind the door, and panted with exhaustion.

Qin Wushuang's eyes darkened when she thought of Su Chen's words. What did this mean? She had become Tang Monk's flesh and everyone wanted to take a bite.

Uncle Fu took a deep breath, listened to the noise outside, and said worriedly: "Miss, they are really possessed by evil spirits. Secretary Gao actually said he wanted to eat your flesh. These are zombies, right?"

"Oh my god, this is too scary. Let's find my uncle right away. He can do exorcisms and the like."

Who knew that when I called, no one answered.

"Miss, the phone is connected, but no one is answering."

Qin Wushuang took out her cell phone and checked it. Sure enough, there were several missed calls. She was busy in a meeting at the time and didn't check her phone.

I dialed the number directly, but no one answered. After thinking about it, I changed the number and this time someone answered.

[Hello, Queen, are you looking for Su Chen? He's not in school. He seems to be too tired to do anything and has gone back to the main floor to sleep.]

[Wang Hao, something's happened here. I don't know if it's an evil spirit or something else, but they're blocking my office and banging on the door.]