Chen Mo, with a monthly salary of 3,800 yuan and two months' rent arrears, is a soft persimmon that even stray dogs can bully.
He on a sunny day:
"Supervisor, you're right!" "Okay, received!" "I'll take the blame!"
He is submissive and so cowardly that it makes people feel distressed.
Until a global rainstorm hits, the "gods" who feed on human emotions descend from the void and try to turn Blue Star into a pasture.
Dark golden pupils opened in the wind and rain...
Facing the evil god covering the sky and the sun, Chen Mo slowly raised his eyes,
"Who stepped on my shoes just now?"
That night, the rain was dyed red with divine blood, and all the aliens in the city were wailing and begging for mercy.
The official agents were trembling with fear:
"We must protect Qingtian Chen Mo and never let him be wronged.
Otherwise, no one will survive on a rainy day! "
