Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

After a short pause, the pastor continued: "Seven days later, at twelve o'clock midnight, you can take the dead demon corpse and the dagger to the church behind the castle, and I will wait for you there to help you verify, remember Each dagger can only kill one person, and each person has only one chance to kill..."

"When the real demon is killed, everyone can leave."

An eight or nine-year-old girl opened her round eyes and asked curiously, "What if we didn't kill demons?"

The pastor looked at the girl with a smile, "The murderer needs to accept a little punishment."

Little girl: "What... what punishment?"

Pastor: "God doesn't like children with blood on their hands, and things that God doesn't like shouldn't exist in this world, right?"

The little girl flinched when she heard the words, but didn't dare to say anything.

The maid handed out daggers with names engraved on them to everyone.

The dagger is made of sterling silver, and everyone's name is engraved on the blade of the dagger.

The inscription on Fu Yan's dagger reads... Ah Chuan.

Everyone got the daggers, and the pastor ordered the soldiers to open the cage and let everyone get out of the car.

Everyone got out of the car quietly, except Fu Yan.

Fu Yan was sitting cross-legged in the prison cart, with his upper body leaning against the silver cage railing, and he was twirling a sharp dagger in his hand, with a carefree look on his face.

Seeing that Fu Yan did not get out of the car, the soldier raised his hand and knocked on the silver railing, and said in a bad tone, "Get out of the car!"

Fu Yan didn't hear what was going on outside the window, and continued to spin the dagger in his hand.

Seeing that Fu Yan took his words as deaf ears, the soldier immediately lost his temper. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Fu Yan's neck, cursing, "Didn't hear what the fuck I was talking to you!"

The soldier's hand went through the railing and grabbed Fu Yan's neck.

Fu Yan snorted, grabbed the soldier's armored arm with one hand, and then yanked it hard.

Blood spurted wildly, and the soldier's entire arm was torn off by Fu Yan.

"Ah!" There was a scream.

The soldier fell to the ground, clutching his arms, howling in pain.

Fu Yan threw his severed arm through the open prison door, hitting the soldier in the face, smashing his head and bleeding.

"Wearing a piece of broken copper and rotten iron, do you really think of yourself as an armored little treasure?"

Seeing this, the rest of the soldiers pulled out their sabers from their waists, pointing the tip at Fu Yan warily.

Fu Yan was silent for a moment and did not hear the sound of the horror value arriving.

No horror value, who will play with you.

Fu Yan spread out his hands, sat back in the cage, and continued to support the uncle.

At this moment, the pastor suddenly spoke up. He told the soldiers to put away their knives, walked straight to the prison wagon where Fu Yan was being held, and said with a smile, "Get out of the wagon, kid! Don't be afraid, as long as you are not a devil, no one will hurt you. "

Fu Yan: "I'm a devil, stop pretending, I've got a showdown, kill me."

Priest:"……"

The pastor choked, stunned for a while and smiled, "Whether you are a devil or not is up to God. When your corpse appears in the church, God will make his own judgment."

"For a long time, it turned out to be nothing." Fu Yan shook his head disdainfully.

Priest:"……"

If he could, he really wanted to kill Fu Yan with a soldier's knife!

The pastor took a deep breath, pretending not to hear, so as to maintain a smile on the surface, "Okay, get out of the car now."

After the pastor finished speaking, Fu Yan suddenly leaned over to the pastor, and said jokingly, "Why don't you call my name? I want to hear you call my name."

Priest:"……"

What am I calling you?

calling you uneven? !

Fu Yan: "If you don't shout, I won't get out of the car."

The pastor especially wanted to tell him, fuck you, you can't fall in love.

But reason told him, no.

The pastor took another deep breath, and it took him a while to make up his mind. He endured the humiliation and yelled, "Ah... Ah Tiao... Get out of the car!"

Fu Yan nodded in satisfaction, "Good job."

Just when the pastor thought he could go to the next link, the plague god in the car gave him another moth.

Fu Yan propped his chin and said embarrassingly: "Sitting for too long, my legs are numb and I can't walk."

Priest:"……"

The pastor clenched his fists and called the soldiers behind him, "You help him down."

Fu Yan grabbed the pastor's arm, "I want you to carry me on your back."

Priest:"……"

Tolerate ovarian cysts for a while, and take a step back from breast hyperplasia.

Fortunately he has neither of these.

He bears it! He can bear it!

The pastor turned his back to Fu Yan, patted himself on the back, "Come up."

Fu Yan moved to the prison door and stretched his long legs.

Then he kicked the priest in the ass.

He kicked the pastor directly under the donkey's hooves.

The next moment, Fu Yan stepped on the pastor's back, and Shi Shi abruptly got out of the car.

His legs and feet are so nimble that he doesn't look like he can't walk.

"!!!"

It took the pastor a long time to get up from the ground, not because of Fu Yan's feet, but because he was ashamed and didn't want to face all this.

After being lifted up by the maid, the pastor licked the dirt out of his mouth, and limped into the mottled and dilapidated castle with ten players.

During the process, eo didn't say a word.

After all the players entered the castle, the priest closed the gate of the castle heavily.

Fuck you bastard!

After the pastor left, soldiers surrounded the castle.

They guarded the outside of the castle to prevent disobedient people from escaping.

The exterior of the castle is gloomy, and the interior is full of dust and cobwebs. It looks like no one has lived in it for a long time.

Layers of ash accumulated on the ground, and dried blood was sprayed on the walls.

There was also thick dust on the furniture, and the whole space was filled with a musty smell.

Fu Yan found a clean corner and opened his own control panel.

The player task column has been refreshed.

[Player task: find out the demons lurking among the players within seven days and kill them. 】

Based on what the pastor said, they need to take the body and the murder weapon of the player they killed to the church for verification, and those who fail the verification will die in the copy.

So there are two death conditions in this dungeon.

1. Being killed by the player as a demon.

2. After wrongly killing the player, it is cleared by the so-called god or priest.

Therefore, although this is a copy of cannibalism, but it is not a last resort, and no player will easily kill people.

And the pastor just now...

Fu Yan thought he was weird.

In order to let him enter the castle, the other party actually endured his unreasonable demands.

Is this the legendary Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?