Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

After Fuan finished speaking, Gu Xiaoqiang turned pale with shock.

You can't ask the cause of death, this is a big taboo for the pen fairy.

In the next second, there was a strong wind in the room, and the brush kept circling on the paper.

Ceiling fans whirled across the canopy.

A figure in red slowly appeared in the room.

He was wearing an ill-fitting red dress, his face was pale, his lips were bright red, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Pointing at Fu Yan, he grinned and screamed, "Die-death-death!"

The male ghost's mouth became wider and wider, his facial features gradually fell off, and the top of his skull began to collapse, and red and white brains flowed down the collapsed skull.

Fu Yan: "..."

"Brother, you're a bit of a loser."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he picked up the stool behind him and slammed it on the male ghost's face.

The male ghost was laughed at by Fu Yan's behavior.

He is a ghost, and he is afraid of stools...

Before the male ghost could finish his ridicule, the whole ghost was kicked out by the bench.

"what--!"

The male ghost screamed and hit the window frame.

This bench made him clearly realize the gap between himself and Fu Yan.

He turned his head and wanted to run, but was strangled by Fu Yan's neck with mental strength, and was directly hung on the spinning fan.

The male ghost was hung on the fan, and Fu Yan pushed down his legs from below, "It's all here, what are you running, it happens that we are missing one of three."

Fu Yan was so powerful that the male ghost spun on the fan like a spinning top, "Ahhhhhh!"

The male ghost squeaked and screamed on top, while Fu Yan had a great time playing below.

No wonder the uncles in the square love spinning tops!

Really good for the body and mind.

"The big windmill is whistling and whirling, the scenery here is really beautiful..."

After half an hour, the windmill was finally put down by Fu Yan.

He floated in mid-air with his footsteps, and looked at Fu Yan with unfocused eyes, "Brother... big brother... don't shake..."

Fu Yan: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Big Windmill: "I know... I know..."

After half a minute.

When three people and one ghost occupied the four corners of the room, they finally understood what Fu Yan meant by 'three missing one'.

Oh shit!

Whose "four-corner game" is played with ghosts!

Is there any reason!

Big Fengche was powerless and furious in his heart, but physically he occupied a corner of the room obediently.

Maybe because the big windmill is a ghost and has a heavy yin energy, they recruited a female ghost first.

Fu Yan took the female ghost as a matter of course and continued the game.

Three minutes later, the last human, Gu Xiaoqiang, was replaced.

At this time, there were only four little ghosts with miserable faces left in the field, floating faintly in the room, continuing this damn game.

It's not that they haven't thought of resisting, but the opponent is too cruel.

One mouthful and one ghost, woohoo...

The brats continued to explode until three o'clock in the morning.

At this moment, Fu Yan's bedroom is full of ghosts.

They piled up the rooms, like natural air conditioners, exuding a refreshing coolness in this hot dungeon.

The ghosts in the house couldn't stand anymore, so Fu Yan asked them to go to the corridor, to the water room, and continue playing games.

Even in the toilet, he arranged a few little ghosts to look in the mirror.

I don't know if this group of brats are too useless, they yelled 'candyan' in front of the mirror for a long time, but they didn't even fart.

After Fu Yan cursed the little ghost, he threatened the big ghost again.

Then cover the quilt, and fell asleep happily.

Cui Hao on the upper bunk had already fallen asleep and was unconscious.

Gu Xiaoqiang was the only one left in the whole dormitory, holding the quilt in fear.

When the first ray of morning light came on that day, the big and small ghosts in the house couldn't stand it anymore.

They woke up Fu Yan in fear, "Brother...it's dawn..."

Fu Yan stretched his waist, looked at the score on his wrist that had already broken a hundred, and said mercifully: "Then go here first, you go back and have a good rest, we will continue at night."

Hearing this, the devils were very grateful and prepared to resign, so they only had to knock Fu Yan on the spot.

It can be regarded as getting rid of this perversion!

They never come again... wait, what did this pervert just say?

Continue at night?

Keep on fucking!

Although I thought so in my heart, I didn't dare to say it on the face.

"Hey! OK!"

"Okay bro!"

"See you tonight."

hehe!

Who the hell will see you tonight!

In this broken place, whoever gets the grandson!

Fu Yan: "You won't frame me, will you?"

"how come!"

"Where can it be!"

Fu Yan nodded in satisfaction, "Then we can agree, whoever doesn't come, don't blame me for poking at his grave."

The devils nodded like crazy, with false and flattering smiles on their faces, "It must be."

and!

I don't even know where the grave is, but you can still find it!

After the devils left, Fu Yan squinted for a while.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already noon.

Cui Hao woke up early, and even He Shuyue was there.

There is also a whole box of Moufu Spring on the desk.

After Fu Yan greeted the two of them, he got up and took a shower, "Where's Gu Xiaoqiang?"

Cui Hao: "Go to school."

The two were talking when the door was suddenly opened.

Gu Xiaoqiang, carrying two big bags of food, walked in in a daze.

Last night, because of Fu Yan, his score also took a qualitative leap.

So today he deliberately took advantage of noon to buy a lot of food to repay the benefactor's father.

As soon as Gu Xiaoqiang entered the room, he saw He Shuyue sitting in the sun.

He froze for a moment.

Then he came back to his senses, took a step back, walked out of the room, and looked up at the house number.

"It's 512!"

Seeing this, Cui Hao walked over, took the things in Gu Xiaoqiang's hand, and introduced with a little shyness: "This is me...our friend."

"Ah!" Gu Xiaoqiang nodded in a daze.

He Shuyue heard Cui Hao talk about Gu Xiaoqiang.

At this time, he also nodded friendlyly towards him.

The four of them had lunch and decided to skip class in the afternoon and go to the paper making shop.

Gu Xiaoqiang didn't dare to skip class, so he didn't go with him.

Before he left, he called Cui Hao aside, and handed Cui Hao the brush from yesterday, "Brother Hao, if you are going to the paper shop, can you return this brush for me? I dare not go by myself..."

Cui Hao took the pen and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you buy this pen?"

Gu Xiaoqiang shook his head, "I didn't buy it, I rented it. How can I buy this kind of antique for a penny? Except for candles and disposable items, they only rent and don't sell other things."

Cui Hao nodded, "Okay, I'll leave it on my brother, the next one...do you have a deposit?"

"...No...No."

When Gu Xiaoqiang finished speaking, Cui Hao was visibly depressed.

He glanced at the shining 42 points on Cui Hao's wrist.

Brother, you are so rich, so stop being greedy...

But after all, he was asking for help, Gu Xiaoqiang thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother...how about I give you some?"

Cui Hao immediately said righteously: "Just kidding, how can I ask you for money! How much can I give?"

Gu Xiaoqiang: "..."