The cicada stopped chirping again.

Chen Yang looked up at the old locust tree. The sunlight shone down from the gaps between the branches and leaves, spreading his face in slightest, but he felt cold.

Packages are delivered one by one. Every time the person who catches the order number acts as a courier to come in to deliver the package, everyone else is outside, and I don’t know what is happening in the building.

The courier cannot come back alive, and he cannot bring out what he sees and hears.

This is a personal task and a group task. Chen Yang's face was very serious. He suspected that the focus of the task was wrong...

The cicada stopped chirping, and it was telling the missionists that Zhou Yuanfei was dead.

Wu Qing staggered up from the ground: "How could it be... impossible, 502 is very safe!"

"I guess he was killed while going upstairs." Pineapple teared the leaves in her hand. Whether it was studying and working, or making friends, it was mixed with luck, and the same was true for tasks.

They were all couriers delivered to 502. The uncle successfully asked the customer to sign for it and came out smoothly. However, Mr. Zhou died in the residential building and became a lonely soul there.

Xiangdong pulled the strap behind the pineapple little red hat: "What do you think? Character is more important than luck."

Fengli was confused and covered her face and wailed: "Character? That's all, it's all, I'm dead, I'm super bad!"

"I'm fighting and like to flirt with my big sister. I'm known as the little white dragon in the east street. I'm not too fond of the big deal. I've thrown banana peels and bully the weak and afraid of the strong..." Fengli said while beating his fingers. He counted and found something wrong, "Brother Dong, you have a worse character."

east:"……"

"Are you stupid? The character I mentioned is not a regular character. Do your tasks well and keep your original intention and belief." Xiangdong photographed him.

Pineapple said "Oh". Anyway, this time I want to be a diligent and dedicated courier. Is that how I understand? He was confused: "Brother Dong, did you learn this kind of sayings from Brother Yang?"

Xiangdong disdained: "I still need to learn from him?"

"When did you know how to reason? Why don't you do it directly when you go back?" The pineapple clenched the juice of the leaves in the cracks of the nails.

Xiangdong lay under the locust tree, his breath was a little drowsy: "Everyone can change." He sighed, "Your Brother Dong has grown up."

"Grow up?" Fengli was stunned, "But you are already three years old..."

Brother Dong's face did not blush and his heart did not beat: "Developed late."

Pineapple: "..." The boss's shamelessness rose to another step. He did not disturb the boss' rest, moved around and shouted in a low voice, "Brother Yang."

Chen Yang asked, "Have you adapted?"

Pineapple shook his head into a wave drum. Although he had been in the mission world for more than half an hour, to be precise, he had not started the mission yet.

The situation in the building was told by his teammates, and he did not see the two dead teammates with his own eyes. His current feelings were all indirect.

The pineapple smelled the trees and soil illuminated by the sun and felt real and illusory: "Brother Yang, how can you overcome your fear of ghosts?"

Chen Yang said in a shocking way: "I have no way to overcome it."

Pineapple stared at him blankly.

"I only have habits." Chen Yang rubbed the bite marks on the back of his hand.

Pineapple asked without hesitation: "What are you used to?"

"Accustomed to the feeling of numbness and coldness on the scalp," Chen Yang said. "If you get used to it, you can think in that situation." He also said, "If you can think, there will be a way out."

Pineapple shivered, he didn't want to experience it. It was much harder to accept than fighting. The opponent was not a human being, and he didn't know what to do.

That's a ghost!

Fengli looked at Chen Yang with a complicated look. He admired Chen Yang very much. The reason was that Chao Jian, a non-human violent dangerous element.

How awesome is Chen Yang able to live with Chao Jian.

But such awesome person is afraid of ghosts and cannot overcome them, so he can only force himself to get used to it.

Chen Yang's eyes swept across the dimples pursed by the pineapple, and found that he had never laughed much when he came in, like a small sapling bent by Han Xue, wilted.

The identity number kills people without blood. It is too expensive to be a citizen in the mission world. Chen Yang said: "Your Brother Dong has taught you a lot."

"He told me about his mission experience." Pineapple's Little Red Riding Hood.

"Then remember, the rest depends on your ability to adapt." Chen Yang said, "He hopes you can survive."

The pineapple drooped its head and used its branches to remove the soil and slag: "I know."

There are now two dead in the team of ten people, and eight people are left, of which four have been delivered to express delivery. Pineapple feels that his advantage is the boss and sports cell. He is good at running sprinting and has explosive power, so it is okay to escape. The premise is that he can run, rather than being scared to pee his pants and collapse on the ground.

The seventh parcel is 602.

602 was also given away. This happened not long ago, and it was extremely terrifying by Zhou Yuanfei's death.

Xiao Xiang tear down the paper slip and wrote the order number. As time goes by, the number of express parcels decreases, and the number of paper balls also decreases. This time there are only four.

The pineapple grabbed the paper ball closest to him, held it in his palm and kept muttering: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no."

No one knows how Zhou Yuanfei died. Maybe what process will be started when delivering packages to the same customer.

Therefore, pineapple doesn’t want to give this order, and the sixth floor is too high.

Except for the top floor, it is the highest, and it takes longer to go up and down the stairs than other floors. The duration is related to danger and variables.

"Damn pear, are you hating chickens?" Xiangdong, who was under the old locust tree, roared in disgust, his head became even more dizzy, and blood rushed into his throat, and he swallowed it hard.

Xiangdong grabbed a handful of dead leaves and smashed it to Chao Jian who was sleeping beside him. You mom!

Pineapple did not become hard under the boss's scolding and ridicule. He soared in the cowardly world for a while before opening the paper ball, and opened one eye and looked carefully.

No, blank, pineapple usually shouts: "It's not me!"

After realizing that his happiness was based on the pain of his teammates, Pineapple pressed the brim of his hat in embarrassment, and closed his mouth as quiet as a chicken.

The remaining three pieces of paper are Xiao Xiang, A Yuan and Chao Jian.

The two girls grabbed the paper ball and opened it, both of them were quite decisive. Chen Yang grabbed the last piece of paper for Chao Jian, and he threw away the blank note: "Who caught it?"

"I." A Yuan said.

Chen Yang looked at the girl's wild and vital eyebrows: "Remember the situation of 602, be careful."

"Okay." A Yuan put the tennis bag on the ground. She patted the dust on the tennis uniform, twisted off two small dead leaves, picked up the package, and raised her chin to the others, "I'm leaving."

The girl's panic was hidden under her ability, just like she had just entered the mission world.

Chen Yang witnessed her walking to the steps in front of the residential building, looking for a place to spit out chewing gum, and entering the residential building with a rigorous and calm aura.

Pineapple smacked her tongue: "It's so good that she has the style of a female general."

Chen Yang thought to himself that the girl named Ayuan was not that calm. She just didn't like to express her emotions in front of unfamiliar people. The protective wall was erected very high.

When the pineapple saw something, she immediately pulled Chen Yang's clothes and signaled him to look at the old locust tree.

Chen Yang was startled and woke up at Jian. He strode over, behind him was Lin Shuwei shouting A Yuan's name in a young, lazy voice with a smile.

"Cool sister, remember to close your eyes when you encounter a ghost!"

Logically speaking, relying solely on voice can't tell whether the speaker is fat or thin, but Chen Yang could hear that he was a little fat man.

He ran to the old locust tree and looked back at Lin Shuwei. The other party scratched his head and smiled at him. His thin face showed a round illusion.

Is it consciously integrated, clear and divided...

Under the old locust tree, it was like a battlefield of doomsday. One of the remaining generals on both sides was lying down, with injuries mainly on the head, and the other leaned against the tree, and was injured on the neck.

When Chen Yang came over, he smelled blood and anger. He grabbed Chao Jian a handful of milk pills and warned Xiangdong with his eyes. If he had another fight, he would not be able to complete the subsequent tasks.

Xiangdong is at most just talking, and he can't beat him. He knows his physical condition and the energy he retains must be left to the task.

Chao Jian can fight, but Chen Yang is by his side, so he will not completely lose control.

"A Yuan has entered, and the only one who has not delivered the express delivery is you, Xiao Xiang and Fengli Su." Chen Yang told Chao Jian the progress of the mission.

He lowered his eyes to Jian and pulled the packaging of the milk tablets without saying a word.

Chen Yang sat down next to him, he asked Xiangdong for a cigarette, lit a cigarette and started smoking: "Something... I know something."

Touching towards Jian's eyelashes lightly.

"Let's talk about it when you go out." Chen Yang sucked a large mouthful of nicotine into his lungs. He was very sober, "Speak well."

"The mission is the first now." Chen Yang didn't look at Chao Jian. He looked at the middle-aged courier beside the tricycle. "Only when it's safe, you can consider other things."

Chao Jian put the milk slices into his mouth, covered with a circle of dark pinch marks and leaned back, his eyes falling on the branches and leaves, and he remained silent.

Chen Yang was smoking a cigarette, and a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Are you afraid of me?" He turned his head in surprise, "No."

The person next to him said nervously: "You have!"

Chen Yang looked at Chao Jian's trembling hand, and took the cigarette from his mouth and pursed the corner of his lips: "It used to be, but now it really doesn't."

"I'm just worried that you will get sick." Chen Yang sighed, "It's too dangerous for you to lose your mind in the mission world. I'll sweat all over when I think about it."

Chao Jian made a crunch between his teeth. Every time he swallowed the milk tablets, his neck would hurt, but he kept tearing the milk tablets and ate them one by one.

"You blame me for making trouble." Chao Jian said.

"How do you understand this?" A negative emotion surged out in Chen Yang's chest, "Why do you always impose your suspicion on me?"

The words that were stuck in his heart for a long time were said, and Chen Yang's expression changed again and again. He didn't dare to see Chao Jian's reaction. The smoke between his fingers was a little deformed by him.

Chao Jian did not react too much. He just stuffed his shaking hands into his pocket, gritted his teeth, got up and walked out of the tree with a mouthful of fishy sweetness. He didn't bring the milk slices given by Chen Yang.
To be continued...