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You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

“Mr. Zhang, it is said that you often make zombies work overtime without pay, is that true?” Zhang Ye, enraged, snatched the microphone that was pushed to his mouth and said righteously: “Who said that?” “I'll sue them for defamation!” “Someone's defaming me, you know!” As he spoke, he turned and grabbed a zombie, “Did I force you?” The zombie, silent, just went “Ugh ahhhh—” Zhang Ye immediately said, “See! He said no!” The next morning, the headlines of the Sanjiang Apocalypse Morning Post read: Zhang's Group Chairman, Zhang Ye, not only admitted to making zombies work overtime, but he also abused a zombie in front of reporters, truly a man without conscience! Our newspaper expresses strong disdain for such a person! This book is also called “Who Let You Bring Zombies into the Factory”

Warm house · Ciencia y ficción
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299 Chs

Chapter 209: The Use of Garbage

"No, not me!"

"They're framing me, slandering me, I'll sue them for defamation!"

The man looked at Zhao Sen with an expression of terror, trembling uncontrollably every time his gaze fell upon the knife in Zhao Sen's hand, his fear reinforced his belief that these doctors truly were up to no good.

What kind of good doctor is a murderer?

Knives are meant to save lives!

It was at this moment that a ruthless voice suddenly erupted from the crowd, "Goddamn cowards! It's just one guy, what's there to be afraid of!"

No sooner had the words fallen than a short, stocky man with a fierce face charged out.

Brandishing a broken chair leg, his body as broad and strong as a door, he surged with formidable momentum towards Zhao Sen in front of the office door, but at the very instant their bodies could have touched, he suddenly slumped to the ground.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

The two men lay nestled together as if they were lovers in passionate embrace.