Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

For the sake of the old ghost's honesty, Fu Yan decided to kill him reluctantly.

He grabbed the clown's neck, and a ray of mental power directly pierced the clown's brow.

"Thank you Fu Yan, if it's convenient, please take care of Ji Chen."

After the clown finished speaking, he closed his eyes with a smile on his face, preparing to face his ultimate death.

Hearing this, Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you want me to take care of him?"

clown:"……"

As he was dying, what flashed through the clown's mind was not Ji Chen, but Fu Yan's insane and coquettish operations.

Clown: "Uh...not so sure."

Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I will enjoy the blessings without children and grandchildren.

The clown closed his eyes again.

Fu Yan's spiritual power pierced the clown's soul body, and he was about to charge up.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards him.

Fu Yan's eyes gradually darkened.

He tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes shot at the person coming.

The mental power lingering around him directly bounces people away.

The person who came was bounced several meters away by Fu Yan's mental power.

He clutched his chest and stood up unsteadily, the moonlight shining on his face.

The clown saw clearly the appearance of the person who came, it was Ji Chen.

Ji Chen stood up unsteadily, with blood spilling from his mouth, he stared at Fu Yan angrily, "Fu Yan, let him go!"

Fu Yan had known for a long time that it was him, so he purposely controlled his strength.

Otherwise, that blow just now would have killed him directly.

Fu Yan ignored Ji Chen's call and continued to attack the old man.

Seeing this, Ji Chen immediately took out the knife.

He put the knife on Fu Yan's neck, "Let him go, or I will really kill you!"

Fu Yan was indifferent.

Ji Chen stared at Fu Yan with red eyes, the back molars were about to bleed, "Don't force me!"

Fu Yan remained unmoved.

Ji Chen swung the knife towards Fu Yan, but the moment he lowered the knife, the edge of the knife deflected, and the knife slashed at the silk thread that Fu Yan had condensed with his spiritual power.

Although the silk thread is thin, it contains powerful strength.

That power bounced Ji Chen away again.

The clown looked at his grandson, his cloudy eyes were full of distress.

The clown took a deep breath, pretending to be cold and said: "Children Ji, what are you doing?"

When Ji Chen heard the clown call him that, tears of grievance welled up in his eyes.

He wiped away the tears on his face with his shoulder, raised the knife again, and slashed towards Fu Yan's spiritual force.

Unsurprisingly, Ji Chen was sent flying again.

Since he used all his strength to slash this time, the damage he suffered from the rebound was also extremely large.

He was thrown to the ground, vomiting blood all over his mouth, and it took him a while to get up.

Ji Chen spat out the blood from his mouth, raised his knife and slashed again.

He slashed again and again, was bounced away again and again, but got up again and again.

"Ji Chen! What on earth are you...what are you going to do!" The clown questioned with a sob, tears streaming out of his eyes uncontrollably.

Ji Chen's Adam's apple rolled back and forth, instead of looking at the clown, he threw away the knife in his hand.

He knelt down straight in the direction of Fu Yan, banging his head on the ground, "Fu Yan, I beg you, don't kill my grandpa, you can ask me to do whatever you want, please let my grandpa go, I am willing to help He is going to die, please let him go..."

After Ji Chen finished speaking, he kowtowed several times to Fu Yan.

Ji Chen kowtowed hard, and blood flowed from his forehead.

As early as when Ji Chen called out that 'Grandpa', the clown was already in tears.

He swallowed the choked sobs, looked at Ji Chen and said sharply: "Ji Chen! The man has gold under his knees, what are you doing! I asked Fu Yan to kill me. Only when I die can you leave this dungeon!"

Hearing this, Ji Chen looked at the clown with red eyes and roared, "Then I would rather never leave!"

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you! I finally found you now, but you're leaving me again! You've already left me once, do you want to lose me again!"

After Ji Chen finished speaking, he raised the knife again.

The oil paint on the clown's face gradually faded, and the whole person became what he had been before.

He was wearing a military uniform, his hair was gray, and his old face was full of kindness.

He looked at Ji Chen with a smile, his cloudy eyes were soaked with tears.

He just stared at Ji Chen quietly, and after a while he said guiltily, "Son, I'm the one who's sorry for you and your parents."

Ji Chen couldn't bear it anymore, he came to the clown on his knees, hugged the clown's somewhat transparent soul, and cried loudly, "Grandpa, grandpa, please, don't leave me behind, okay, I won't do it again naughty..."

The clown patted Ji Chen's head, "Silly boy, grandpa is dead, but you are still alive. You have something to do. Grandpa is very satisfied to see you again."

"After grandpa left, don't resent Fu Yan. I begged him to do this. Even without him, I would definitely die today. After I die, the passage to leave the dungeon will open. Be happy, take care of yourself, and do what you want. A man of integrity and courage, you know?"

Ji Chen knelt down in front of his grandfather with red eyes, and was so dumbfounded by crying.

When Qi Hao and the others rushed over, they saw such a magical scene.

Qi Hao: "This... is this a new type of fighting style?"

At the same time, a large number of monsters that absorbed the energy of the clown were approaching Fu Yan and the others.

Of the six players who left before, three of them had already been killed by the monster, only Liu Jun, the little boy, and the woman who was raped were still alive.

They also fled to Fu Yan's side at this time.

Monsters gradually surrounded everyone.

Both Qi Hao and Pei Qi drew out their weapons.

Seeing this, Ji Chen looked at his grandfather, finally got up and stood in front of everyone holding a knife.

Seeing the monsters surrounded everyone, the clown urged Fu Yan anxiously, "Hurry up! Brother! Does it take so much effort to kill an old thing!"

Fu Yan rolled his eyes at the old man speechlessly.

How old is he, don't you have any clues in your heart, and you have the nerve to call him big brother.

The more Fu Yan thought about it, the more he felt that the old man was stinky and shameless, so he suddenly increased his mental strength.

Highly rotten monsters surrounded everyone.

Ji Chen stood in front of Qi Hao, raised his knife, and was about to go forward to fight the monster, when suddenly someone grabbed him by the collar.

He looked back.

Fu Yan stood behind him expressionlessly.

Ji Chen subconsciously looked behind Fu Yan.

I saw his grandfather standing there intact, smiling at him, his soul and body were more solid than before.

Ji Chen looked at Fu Yan suspiciously, surprise visible to the naked eye.

"Don't be too happy, your grandfather is dead, and my spiritual power can only temporarily help him gather his soul."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he grabbed Ji Chen by the collar and threw him directly behind him, "Go and say goodbye to your grandfather, he has been waiting for you for more than twenty years."

Ji Chen: "But these..."

Fu Yan moved his shoulders, "Leave these to me."

Horror value, here he comes!

Hearing this, Qi Hao drew out his two guns.

He looked firmly at the densely packed monsters, "And me!"

Pei Qi also changed into Taoist robe and magic hat at some point.

She took out her staff and magic book, thinking about adding a pair of black-rimmed glasses to herself.

Pei Qi pushed the glasses with one hand, and said very righteously: "And!"

Fu Yan: "..."

No, I'm here to earn horror points, what are you doing? !