Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

After Fu Yan subdued Wang Tiehu with virtue, he continued to walk downstairs.

What?

Did he beat Wang Tiehu?

He's not a pervert, why would he beat anyone he sees!

Wang Tiehu: "..."

hehe!

Of course he didn't hit me.

He just used his feet to make intimate contact with my face a few times.

When Fu Yan reached the second floor, he met Liu Yufeng who was climbing up the stairs step by step with a cane.

Liu Yufeng's hair is gray and she looks at least seventy or eighty years old.

Fu Yan has a bit of a "helpful" complex. If he doesn't do good things for a day, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

At this time, seeing this kind of gray-haired old lady, Fu Yan was very excited.

He felt that the other party was like the road in "Help the Granny Cross the Road".

Fu Yan greeted her enthusiastically, and directly grabbed the crutch from Liu Yufeng's hand.

"What are you doing..."

Before Liu Yufeng finished speaking, Fu Yan took her arms, as if preparing to help her up the stairs.

"Hey, ma'am, how long will you be on your own, let me help you!" Fu Yan put Liu Yufeng's crutch on his shoulder and said eagerly.

Liu Yufeng froze for a moment, then slowly nodded, "Then thank you, young man."

"It's okay." Fu Yan smiled honestly, and then said, "By the way, how old are you today?"

Liu Yufeng: "Six out of seventy."

Fu Yan opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Then you don't look like it."

Liu Yufeng smiled and nodded, "Yes! People around me say that I only look sixty..."

"If you don't tell me, I thought you were ninety!" Fu Yan added the second half of his sentence with a smile.

Liu Yufeng didn't say anything, but was directly blocked by Fu Yan.

She nodded with a sneer.

But Fu Yan asked in an insatiable way: "What did you just say that you are sixty?"

Liu Yufeng: "..."

Liu Yufeng grinned without a smile on his face, "It's nothing."

Fu Yan: "Oh, I thought you were going to say that everyone around you praised you for looking like sixty!"

Liu Yufeng: "..."

Oh shit!

I heard it all, and you still ask!

Fu Yan: "Then if this is the case, you can't play with them anymore, don't they take you for a fool!"

Liu Yufeng: "..."

I think you are taking me for a ride.

Liu Yufeng took a deep breath, adjusted her facial expression, and said slowly: "Young man, you can send it here! The old woman is too old to move up."

Fu Yan gave her a reproachful look, "Ma'am, why are you being so polite, this is only the third floor, go, I'll help you up a few more floors."

Liu Yufeng: "..."

With the support of Fu Yan's "caring", Liu Yufeng went up another level.

During the period, Fu Yan chatted with her all the time.

"How many people are in your family? How many acres of land per person? Has it responded to the national second-child policy? Are you not worried about entering the game at such a young age?"

"..."

Liu Yufeng said without love: "My son and daughter-in-law have passed away, and I and a grandson who loves to play basketball are left at home. A few days ago, my grandson was torn off by someone and died on the street. Until I entered the game, the murderer was never brought to justice." .”

Fu Yan clicked his tongue twice, and sighed: "This murderer is really nothing, sorry for you! Why don't you consider having a second child?"

Liu Yufeng: "..."

Before he knew it, Liu Yufeng and Fu Yan had gone up to the fourth floor.

Seeing Fu Yan stop, Liu Yufeng thought she was finally free. She bowed and was about to get her crutch back and run away.

I saw Fu Yan carrying her cane and looking at her with a smile on his face.

This man, he doesn't look like a good man when he smiles!

Liu Yufeng held on to the handle of the stairs and subconsciously stepped back.

There were steep steps behind Liu Yufeng. When she stepped back, she didn't step firmly and almost fell down.

Luckily she kept holding on to the armrest.

Liu Yufeng exerted all his strength with his arms and forced himself to pull them back.

Old stuff, good arm strength!

Just as Liu Yufeng got a firm foothold on her front foot, Fu Yan's 45-size leather shoes came one after another in an instant.

The moment the soles of the shoes touched her belly, Liu Yufeng fell down the stairs without any reservations.

Grumbling along the steps, she rolled back to the second floor where she met Fu Yan just now.

Even the position where she stopped was exactly the same as where she stood just now.

Fu Yan took her crutch and tapped on the railing, "Since you can't move up, my feet will be hurt and I will send you down."

Liu Yufeng: "..."

hurry up!

Where is her quick-acting heart-rescuing pill!

Fu Yan took Liu Yufeng's walking stick and wandered around the castle.

As he passed a room, a mirror caught his attention.

Just as his portrait flashed past the mirror, a woman's voice suddenly came out of the mirror.

Fu Yan entered the room and went to the mirror to check.

I saw two figures appeared in the mirror, a man and a woman.

The man is pulling the woman's hair, and the woman is facing the mirror with her back, wearing a dark gray linen pleated skirt, a white hat on her head, and an ancient maid's attire.

Fu Yan couldn't see her face, but could hear her terrified cry, "Please, don't kill me."

But the man ignored the woman's cries at all, and stabbed the woman's neck with a knife.

Blood sprayed on the mirror, and the woman convulsed and died.

The man pulled out the knife from the woman's neck, licked the blood on the tip of the knife, and raised his eyes to stare at Fu Yan outside the mirror with a half-smile.

Fu Yan was no stranger to this face.

He can see it every day in the mirror.

Exactly his own.

Although the person in the mirror has the same face as him, Fu Yan knows that the person is definitely not him.

He has no hobby of licking human blood.

It is not only buried, but also unhygienic.

So the existence of this mirror, what do you want to prove?

Proof that he is the devil in the castle?

Fu Yan took the mirror down from the wall, and the image just now played continuously in the mirror.

At this time, a girl's voice sounded behind Fu Yan, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"

It was the eight or nine-year-old girl named Sun Tiantian who spoke.

Fu Yan recognized her voice, but did not answer.

Holding the mirror, he turned around unexpectedly, and directly looked at the little girl's face with the mirror in his hand.

The woman's terrified cry for help came from the mirror again.

Sun Tiantian looked at the image in the mirror, her innocent expression froze for a moment.

Fu Yan: "What did you see?"

Sun Tiantian quickly adjusted the expression on her face.

She tilted her head and smiled innocently, "I saw Uncle stick the knife into my sister's neck."

Fu Yan sneered: "Little liar."

Fu Yan walked up to Sun Tiantian and pointed the mirror at the two of them at the same time.

At this time, the mirror turned into an ordinary mirror again, and the image disappeared.

"Interesting." Fu Yan took the mirror and tapped vigorously, but the mirror was still intact.

Fu Yan looked in the mirror and muttered, "It would be great if this thing could bring out a copy..."

The female ghost in He Shuyue's mirror has complained to him more than once, begging him to smash the mirror and let them be wiped out...