Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Chapter 112: Call Of The Devil (5)

Yang Miao still remembered that in the living room just now, the surname Ah treated this woman differently.

Yang Miao called Shen Yuru to stop, and asked in a bad tone, "Where are you going?"

Shen Yuru was taken aback by Yang Miao, she subconsciously hid the things in her hand behind her back, "No... why not."

Yang Miao leaned forward and snatched the things from Shen Yuru's hand.

It's a bottle of medicine.

Yang Miao sneered: "Could it be that you want to use this thing to get close to Ah... Ah Tao?"

Yang Miao still couldn't call out these two words calmly.

When Fu Yan was mentioned, Shen Yuru's cheeks flushed red, "What nonsense are you talking about, return the medicine to me!"

"I advise you to save yourself, I am bound to win the one surnamed Ah." Yang Miao glanced at Shen Yuru up and down, "Compared to me, why do you have it!"

Shen Yuru lowered her head, her delicate face was full of grievances.

In terms of figure and appearance, she is indeed not as good as Yang Miao.

Yang Miao felt disgusted seeing her aggrieved look.

She rolled her eyes, took Shen Yuru's medicine and was about to go upstairs to find that surname Ah.

But she didn't take two steps, and a handsome figure came down from upstairs.

Fu Yan walked up to the two girls, looked at Shen Yuru, who had red eyes and an aggrieved face, and said softly, "Who bullied you?"

There are only two people here, one is weak and the other is domineering.

It is not immediately clear who is bullying whom.

What Fu Yan said clearly was to stand up for Shen Yuru.

Shen Yuru shook her head aggrievedly, and whispered, "No...no."

Yang Miao's fire came up after a while, what a big white lotus!

Just as she was about to say something, Fu Yan suddenly approached her and snatched the bottle of wound medicine from her hand.

Fu Yan handed the wound medicine to Shen Yuru, and said with a smile, "Please come upstairs with me and wipe the medicine for my brother, thank you."

Shen Yuru took the medicine, blushed and nodded.

Fu Yan then crossed his arms again and looked at Yang Miao indifferently, "This is mine, no one is allowed to move."

Shen Yuru was as shy as a boiled crab.

"Huh?" Yang Miao pointed at Shen Yuru, and looked at Fu Yan in disbelief, "I'm not as good as this white lotus?!"

Is this dog blind?

Fu Yan thought for a while, this really stumped him.

Because in his eyes, the two people are really no different.

Fu Yan looked at Yang Miao who was wearing a red dress, then at Shen Yuru who was wearing plain clothes, and finally concluded: "Well... at least she won't mess with Pinru's dress."

Yang Miao: "???"

She felt that the dog was scolding her, but she had no proof.

"I know you're very interested in me, but I'm not interested in you, let alone protect you, so don't waste time on me." Fu Yan directly pointed out the other party's little thoughts.

Yang Miao, who was exposed face-to-face, wished she could get directly into the cracks in the ground.

Regardless of whether she was ashamed or not, Fu Yan continued: "Your dress fits so well, if you don't know it, you might think it was tailor-made for you!"

Fu Yan's words sent a chill down Yang Miao's spine.

yes!

Why does this dress fit her so well?

What would others think if they saw her in such a fitted dress?

Probably think that she has something to do with this castle...

After Fu Yan finished speaking, no matter how ugly Yang Miao's face was, she led Shen Yuru straight upstairs.

Yang Miao looked at the backs of Fu Yan and Shen Yuru leaving, her fists clenched.

Originally, she was only a little interested in this surname Ah, but she hated it most when others robbed her.

This man surnamed Ah has completely aroused her desire to conquer!

Of course, the most important thing now is to go back to the house and change out this troublesome skirt.

Yang Miao was about to go back to the house, but just as she turned around, she saw a figure standing around the corner.

Qin Feng?

when was he standing here?

Why didn't I hear any sound?

How much did he hear just now?

Yang Miao originally had a good impression of Qin Feng, but in this situation, she just lost an adult, so she is not in the mood to say anything more to Qin Feng.

Yang Miao nodded to Qin Feng expressionlessly, and was about to go back to her room.

But Qin Feng suddenly stopped her, "Your dress fits you very well."

Yang Miao stopped walking when she heard the words, "What do you want to say?!"

Qin Feng: "I know me and Fu...the one upstairs are both your hunting targets..."

Yang Miao: "..."

Oh shit!

Do you all take pleasure in poking the skins of beauties!

My old lady is shameless, not a balloon!

poke poke! Poke your uncle!

Seeing Yang Miao's uneasy expression, Qin Feng quickly surrendered, "But I think you are more suitable for the one upstairs."

Yang Miao: "What do you mean?"

"I mean..." Qin Feng approached Yang Miao's ear and whispered, "As long as you kill Shen Yuru, the person upstairs will be yours."

Yang Miao sneered, "You want to trick me into killing someone? Do you think I'm heartless?"

"You don't have to do it yourself, someone is willing to do it for you..." Qin Feng looked past Yang Miao and looked behind her.

Yang Miao turned her head and saw Han Wen standing behind her holding a water basin...

After Yang Miao left, Qin Feng walked upstairs slowly with his hands in his pockets.

At the corner of the fifth and a half floor, Qin Feng bumped into Fu Yan without any accident.

He smiled and greeted Fu Yan.

Fu Yan also nodded in response.

Qin Feng went upstairs and Fu Yan went downstairs.

When the two passed by, Qin Feng lowered his voice and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Who do you think will die first?"

Fu Yan stared straight ahead, "I guess the person you want to kill is me."

Qin Feng looked sideways at Fu Yan, smiled after a long while and said, "You got the answer right, add one point."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, shrugged indifferently, and didn't give Qin Feng a straight look the whole time.

In the battle of force, as long as you don't give the opponent a straight look, he will win.

After a short confrontation, Fu Yan strolled down the stairs as a victor with 2.58 million.

Just halfway up, he asked Shen Yuru to go to the top floor to give Yin Niuniu medicine.

But he stayed here openly and listened to the corner.

Fu Yan had discovered Qin Feng hiding in the dark a long time ago.

The first time they met, he felt that Qin Feng was very indebted to him.

I owe a beating.

The last person Fu Yan saw who deserved such a beating was himself.

When Fu Yan went down to the third floor, he happened to meet Wang Tiehu who came out of the study.

Looking at each other, Wang Tiehu took back his foot that had stepped out of the door, and silently retreated back into the room, not forgetting to close the door when he was done.

Wang Tiehu stood in the room, punching and kicking the closed door.

In order to vent their dissatisfaction with Fu Yan.

Just as Wang Tiehu was kicking the door vigorously, the door creaked open.

Fu Yan held the handle and stood at the door with a blank expression on his face, "You quarreled with my eyes."

The fist that Wang Tiehu swung abruptly stopped in mid-air, and after a long while he stiffened his neck and said: "I... I didn't listen to p3..."

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