Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan is sitting on the boss chair at the moment.

With his chin resting on the table, he reached out and dug under the table.

Cui Hao: "What's wrong bro? Did you drop your socks?"

Fu Yan: "..."

It's okay, didn't say he dropped his pants.

Not long after, Fu Yan took out a mini safe from under the table.

The appearance of the safe is elegant and simple, and the color matching adopts the death Barbie powder that only macho can use.

Fu Yan's endurance for this heartless dungeon is almost reaching its limit.

Cui Hao and He Shuyue also surrounded him at this time.

They gathered in front of the safe, about to try the combination.

But Fu Yan pulled it away, "Get out of the way."

After saying that, Fu Yan smashed the safe with one fist.

The safe exploded, and the fist wind picked up the paper manuscripts in the box and fell to the ground in a rustle.

Cui Hao and He Shuyue rushed to pick it up.

At this time, there was a scream at the door.

It belongs to Gu Xiaoqiang.

Fu Yan got up and walked quickly to the door.

There was no one in the dark corridor.

"Xiaoqiang? Gu Xiaoqiang..." Fu Yan yelled several times, but no one answered in the empty corridor, only an indistinct echo reverberated in the space.

"What's the matter, brother?" Cui Hao picked up the manuscript and ran to the door to look around.

Fu Yan shook his head and announced with a sad face, "The dungeon time is 1:15 in the morning. Please remember this moment. A gentleman named Xiaoqiang left us forever."

Cui Hao looked at the empty corridor, and tentatively said, "Are you going to rescue me?"

Just missing, not dead.

Fu Yan: "Didn't you yell a few times just now?"

Cui Hao: "..."

He Shuyue also came out of the office at this time.

Standing beside Cui Hao, she glanced out of the corner of the eye and seemed to throw something at the corner of the door.

She bent down to pick up something on the ground.

It's a ball of paper.

He Shuyue opened the paper ball and found that it was a spell.

This spell is exactly the same as the one Gu Xiaoqiang gave them.

The only difference is that there are a few more blood marks on the spell.

Judging from the direction of the blood mark, it seems to be the word 'school'.

He Shuyue handed the spell to Fu Yan, "Maybe it's the clue left by Gu Xiaoqiang."

Fu Yan took the ball of paper, glanced at it roughly, and then stuffed the ball into his pocket.

Cui Hao: "What did Gu Xiaoqiang say?"

Fu Yan: "He said he was captured by the goblin and he was very happy, so we don't have to save him."

It's just a translation, who wouldn't.

Cui Hao: "..."

Cui Hao: "Then what should we do now?"

Fu Yan took the draft in the hands of the two, returned to the office, opened the window, pointed to the sofa in the room, and said with distaste: "Give me these two stinking things, together with the sofa with maggots, Throw it down."

"A high-altitude parabolic...isn't it good?"

Cui Hao looked confused, he didn't want to touch those two buried things!

Fu Yan: "Then throw you high in the air."

Cui Hao: "..."

A world where only he was injured was achieved.

During this period, He Shuyue wanted to help, but was stopped by Fu Yan.

Fu Yan looked at her and taught earnestly, "Women should give men more trust."

Cui Hao: "..."

Although he wouldn't let Xiaoyue touch this bastard, but do you want this trust for you?

Cui Hao was throwing things here, while Fu Yan was flipping through the manuscript in his hand with the help of a weak light.

The words on the manuscript were bright red like blood, and the content was the same as that in the student handbook.

On the last page is written the one hundred and sixty-second method of invoking spirits.

Below is also a diagram of the formation conversion.

"Those who set up this array stand in the middle and sacrifice people to get their qi."

Qi refers to a mysterious energy.

That is to say, the people who set up the formation stand in the formation and use living sacrifices to obtain the mysterious energy from the other party.

Finally the way out!

Pushing so much is not greedy for his body.

The things in these dungeons, one counts as one, are all so despicable.

Fu Yan sat on the boss chair, the dim light shone on his angular profile.

He tapped the table with his index finger, his expression not very good-looking.

It can be seen from the paper shop that even he can't come in and out casually, the behind-the-scenes manipulator's formation skills are extremely superb.

Although he has the eye of rules, it is limited to detecting the current state of the object.

There is basically no chance of winning against the master of formation.

He doesn't care, he can't die anyway.

But Cui Hao and He Shuyue, the two little bastards, will definitely not survive.

Fertile water does not flow into outsiders' fields.

Rather than being killed by others, why not be killed by him first?

Fu Yan stroked his chin and thought.

Suddenly, the door opened, and two black shadows rushed in with lightning speed.

One of them attacked Fu Yan and the other attacked Cui Hao.

The speed of the two of them was so fast that they almost appeared afterimages.

Before Cui Hao had time to react, a figure had already struck him.

Relying on his perception of danger, he tilted his head subconsciously.

The blade slashed against his scalp, almost wiping out his skull.

At the same time, another black shadow rushed towards Fu Yan at high speed.

Fu Yan supported the table with one hand and jumped up.

Both feet came into close contact with the black shadow in the air.

The black shadow was kicked away in an instant, and hit the opposite wall with a 'bang'.

Fu Yan kicked and flew in front of Cui Hao.

A fist hammered on the head of another shadow.

The black shadow reacted extremely quickly, and immediately blocked it with his arms.

Although he was also knocked back several steps by Fu Yan, at least his head was saved.

Two dark figures stood by the wall, and the light shone on their hideous faces.

Only then did Cui Hao and He Shuyue see the appearance of the visitor.

It was Lin Qingyun and Zhu Haotian.

When did they become so powerful?

Have they recovered the shadow?

Thinking of this, Cui Hao couldn't help but look behind them.

Under the light, there were more than a dozen shadows with fangs and claws floating behind them.

Standing in front of the desk, Fu Yan waved to Cui Hao and He Shuyue, "Stand behind me."

Cui Hao ran behind Fu Yan without saying anything to He Shuyue.

They are well acquainted with Fu Yan's teaching of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and have a very clear understanding of their own strength.

Cui Hao still did not forget the promise he made when he came here, and he made a 'come on' gesture to Fu Yan with his fists clenched, "Come on, Brother Fu, beat them!"

He Shuyue also clenched her fist, and hammered the air as if to cheer up, "That's right!"

Fu Yan gave them an 'ok' gesture without looking back.

Lin Qingyun and Zhu Haotian kept their heads half down, standing where they were, not caring about Fu Yan's situation.

Rhubarb is calm, Fu Yan knows.

But this old Zhu is an idiot.

It's unreasonable not to come up and tear him up so close.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang!"

Suddenly, a bell rang.

Lin Qingyun and Zhu Haotian raised their heads as if they had received some kind of order.

The two stretched their hands to their waists, and slowly drew out the double knives at their waists.

A red light flashed in Zhu Haotian's Doudou's eyes.

Seeing this, Fu Yan gasped in amazement, "Could this be the long-lost legend of waist pinching, red eyes, and life for you?!"

hiss! too strong! too strong!