Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan pouted.

If you don't allow copying, don't let copying.

Look at your pick and search!

Fu Yan resentfully returned to his console.

Looking at the neatly stacked stainless steel knives next to him, he fell into deep thought.

He will use all these things...

But his usage should be different from that in the dungeon.

As for those brushes, flour, little pencils...

It looks like a very holy look.

Fu Yan rummaged through a large bag of cosmetics, and finally found something that looked like a pencil.

Doesn't it mean that makeup is similar to painting? It should all start with strokes.

Fu Yan picked up the black pencil and started from the hairline of the male corpse...

no!

Brother, why is your hairline growing at the back of your head? !

Can you stop making his job more difficult!

Okay, at worst, black it out!

Just use it as a wig.

Fu Yan randomly selected a point on the forehead of the corpse as the hairline.

When I started, the corpse on the console suddenly had a supernatural reaction and moved a bit...

As soon as the corpse moved, Fu Yan's pen naturally tilted downward.

Forcibly born on the forehead of the corpse, draw a hook.

Fu Yan took a deep breath, held back his temper, and wiped it with his hands.

Can't wipe it off!

It's still fucking a water-based pen!

What kind of demons and ghosts are these!

Fu Yan's patience ran out, he raised his hand and slapped the corpse's head, "Who the hell told you to move!"

"Ding! Horror value +10"

Fu Yan: "..."

I said a number, five hundred points in a slap!

At this time, the door of the refrigerator was suddenly pushed open.

A middle-aged man with a puffed stomach walked in with square steps.

There is no satisfaction value on his head, and a work card is hung on his chest. In addition to the photo, there is a huge word 'Foreman' on it.

The foreman opened the door and entered the room. He happened to see Fu Yan slap the corpse on the mouth. He rushed in and reprimanded angrily, "What are you doing? How can you be so disrespectful to the deceased."

Fu Yan raised his leg and kicked directly on the foreman's greasy stomach, "I don't have much respect for living people."

The foreman was kicked and flew backwards.

With a bang, it hit the refrigerator opposite the corpse.

The foreman clutched his stomach, and pointed at Fu Yan with wide eyes, "You... you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you... dare to touch me, move your hands and feet!"

Fu Yan walked slowly to the foreman, stepped on his knee, "Get lost."

After the words fell, there was a 'click' sound from under his feet.

"what--!"

After a scream, the foreman dragged his broken body and crawled out of the cold room.

And his right calf remained inside forever.

Fu Yan unceremoniously picked up the foreman's lower leg. The right leg of his corpse had been crushed and could be replaced with a new one.

Fu Yan walked up to the corpse, picked up a scalpel, and cut off the flesh on the knee of the corpse.

Immediately, with a 'click', the bone on the corpse's calf was broken.

He compared the foreman's calf to the corpse's.

Just right.

"Ding! Horror value +30"

His operation stunned the guy next to him.

Fu Yan raised his eyes, caught the young man's gaze, and turned sideways to block his body, "What are you looking at! Want to copy homework! How shameless!"

Guy: "..."

Not long after, the lame foreman walked in with a woman with flaming red lips and big waves.

Leaning on crutches, the foreman opened the door for the woman attentively, "Manager, please come in."

At this time, Fu Yan was busy working with his head bowed in front of the workbench.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the person coming.

manager?

These two words are kind of sweet.

He likes making friends with the manager the most.

The manager came in, and instead of attacking Fu Yan first, he walked between him and the young man to check their work progress.

The manager first looked at the results of the boy's labor.

"The stitching on the neck is very good, and the stitches are almost invisible. The customers and family members will be very satisfied."

The young man then took out another silk scarf, "Wrap this around your neck after a while, and it won't be visible at all."

The manager nodded appreciatively, "Not bad, good idea."

The young man nodded and smiled, then looked in Fu Yan's direction provocatively.

He really wanted to see what this person had come up with after a long time of agitation?

Fu Yan didn't see the other party's provocative gaze at all, and was still immersed in his work.

After the manager praised the boy, he strode towards Fu Yan with his hair brushed on the high sky.

As soon as the foreman entered the room, he saw that his calf was attached to the body of the corpse.

He gasped and looked at the manager aggrievedly.

The manager nodded reassuringly towards the foreman.

She walked to Fu Yan's side, and looked down at the corpses of Fu Yan's subordinates.

His eyes widened uncontrollably, "What are you doing!!!"

She remembered that when the corpse came, it was just a dented skull, a burst calf, and a broken neck...

Now that the brains are dripping all over the place, how come the stomach has been sliced ​​open!

This makes her how to explain to her family in a while!

Pointing at the dead body on the console, the manager shouted angrily, "Explain to me, what's going on! Why did you dig the dead man's stomach!!!"

"He said he had an intestinal obstruction and asked me to pass it through." Fu Yan said while cutting the corpse's stomach with a scalpel.

manager:"……"

Do you think I believe it?

Fu Yan: "..."

I don't care if you believe it or not.

"Ding! Horror value +10"

"Ding! Horror value +10"

"Ding! Horror value +10"

Fu Yan rummaged around, and finally found a sticky piece of intestine.

He picked up the intestines and threw them on the foreman.

Then he looked at the manager with a smile, and said politely, "The deceased's head is no longer usable after being hit many times. I didn't find a suitable head just now. Can you lend me your head?"

"!!!"

The manager finally crawled out of the cold room.

While running, he said to the foreman behind him, "Quick... give me the entry file... What the hell is that new guy..."

After the manager left, Fu Yan continued to beat on the corpse, making sure that he couldn't extract any horror value from him before giving up.

100 points?

Who is it?

Fu Yan backhanded the corpse again.

Corpse: "..."

At this time, the door of the refrigerator was pushed open again.

This time it was a little girl in her early twenties with a lame left foot.

She also had a golden zero egg on her head.

When the little girl saw them, she was obviously taken aback.

Her gaze stayed on Fu Yan for half a second.

A bit like……

uncertain……

look again...

The little girl withdrew her gaze, and nodded politely at Fu Yan and the young man, "The two teachers, Zhao Guofu's family members, are already waiting at the door. The two teachers have packed up, please push the corpse out."

After the little girl finished speaking, she gently closed the door.

Although everyone is in a competitive relationship, they will not hit the smiling face when they reach out.

She is now a funeral director.

Her mission is to serve the dead, and their families.

But the experience of watching live broadcasts for a long time told her not to underestimate any handsome guy wearing a mask.

Because you don't know whether it's an ugly man or Fu Yan under his mask!