Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan finished dealing with Xiao Wang.

Looking up, I saw hundreds of them flying over the sky densely. They were pale and frightening with hideous faces... er, evil spirits.

At the same time, on the streets in all directions, there was also a large wave of evil spirits that had not completely mutated.

All of them are players stranded here.

Due to the insufficient intake of decoction, it did not completely mutate.

Of course, there are still some players who entered the dungeon earlier, and have completely mutated into evil spirits at this moment.

These people have no hope of survival, even if they blow up the dungeon, they can't live without the game.

But it can contribute horror value to Fu Yan, hehehe.

Fatty looked at the familiar villagers, each of whom approached him with dull faces, only feeling his scalp go numb.

"Ah... Aba Aba... Brother Fu, what are you doing now?!" Fatty asked while stepping back.

Fu Yan pointed to the bloody handkerchief in Xiaopang's hand, "The following projects will be handed over to you, work hard, brother, you will be promoted to the backbone."

Fatty: "..."

The cake was painted bigger than his face.

Xiaopang wrapped the garlic around his neck like a scarf, grabbed a bundle of hemp rope and rushed into the crowd.

Fortunately, these villagers have not completely mutated, and their lethality is still at a normal level.

With his bruised nose and swollen head, Fatty forcibly subdued several big guys.

He broke off the garlic cloves and stuffed them into the nostrils of the big guys.

The big guys regained consciousness in an instant.

With the help of the big guys, Xiaopang quickly tied up the rest of the villagers.

Fatty held a bloody handkerchief, and lured the villagers who hadn't fully mutated away from the battlefield.

At the same time, the completely mutated evil spirits also attacked Fu Yan and Zhou Yufeng.

Mainly attacking Zhou Yufeng, Fu Yan rushed into the battlefield completely.

Countless evil spirits surrounded Fu Yan and Zhou Yufeng.

Fu Yan clenched his fists and showed a smile about to get rich.

Horror value, Jie Jie Jie...

The evil spirits rushed forward.

Fu Yan raised his hand and grabbed an evil spirit, which was a black tiger's heart attack.

He squeezed the evil spirit's heart and exploded it in the evil spirit's body, and kicked it off the high platform.

Go back and grab another one.

"Ding! Horror value +200"

"Ding! Horror value +200"

...

The horror value ding ding dong dong rang non-stop.

After a while, the evil spirits surrounding them were almost wiped out by Fu Yan.

The rest of the rational evil spirits are flying in the sky to watch.

Cowardly.

Fu Yan grabbed an evil spirit that was about to run away, stepped on its back with one foot, grabbed its hair, pointed at the evil spirit in mid-air, and said politely: "Brother, I will give you a ride if you are troubled."

Evil Spirit: "..."

Forced by Fu Yan's coercion, the evil spirit flapped its wings and carried Fu Yan into the air.

When he was about to fly close to another evil spirit, Fu Yan smashed out the heart of the mount under his feet, and then ruthlessly kicked it into the fire pit.

Evil Spirit: "..."

$&...

Fu Yan jumped onto the back of another evil spirit, grabbed off its wings with one hand, and while it was struggling, pierced its heart with the other hand.

Fu Yan used the power of the evil spirit to jump around in the air.

All the evil spirits caught by him will either have their hearts pierced or their brains cracked.

Dark green blood fluttered down from the air, dousing Zhou Yufeng's face.

The stench covered Zhou Yufeng's scent of blood.

The few remaining evil spirits that regained their senses flapped their wings and prepared to escape.

Seeing this, Fu Yan grabbed the tail of the evil spirit below him and jumped down from midair.

The moment Fu Yan landed, he swung the evil spirit in his hand and threw it at the fleeing ones.

The 'crackling' evil spirit fell to the ground.

Fu Yan stepped forward and kicked a few times, sending the flesh and blood flying all over the place.

He looked up at the alley at the end of the village, "Hey, one got away."

At the same time, the chubby and the strong men brought the villagers who had not fully mutated to a remote yard.

They locked the villagers inside and stuck garlic in their noses one by one.

At this moment, a badly injured evil spirit stumbled into the courtyard.

Xiaopang heard movement outside and went out with a stick to check.

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into his arms with a bloody mouth.

Xiaopang quickly stuffed the stick into the evil spirit's mouth, and directly drove the evil spirit out.

Most of the villagers in the house have not yet regained their senses. If the evil spirits enter, it will inevitably cause chaos.

Thinking of this, Xiaopang closed the door behind his back, took out a bloody handkerchief, waved it in front of the evil spirit, and then ran away.

When the evil spirit smelled the scent of blood, it became fierce instantly. It flapped its wings and rushed towards Xiaopang.

Xiaopang rolled on the spot to avoid the evil spirit.

He threw the handkerchief at the face of the evil spirit, and continued running in another direction.

I don't know that evil spirits don't talk about martial arts.

It put the handkerchief in its mouth and chewed it, then continued to chase Xiaopang.

In a hurry, Xiaopang was approached to a dead end.

He just wanted to go back the same way, but the evil spirit directly blocked his way.

The evil spirit approached Xiaopang step by step.

Xiaopang raised his hands and said with an embarrassed smile, "Brother, if you have something to talk about..."

The evil spirit bared its teeth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

Fatty: "..."

Is there nothing to talk about?

Xiaopang took a deep breath and slowly raised his hands.

He stretched out his index finger, pointed at the evil spirit, and opened his mouth angrily, "Fuck you bastard, fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations, the shoehorn button and face are not as old as you, and the asshole is filled with lead , the eye sockets are spraying shit, look at it, look at it, and then dig out your father's eyeballs and feed you! Dogs are not, bah!"

Every time Xiaopang swears, the evil spirit's figure becomes a little more weary.

Until Xiaopang poohed on the evil spirit's face, the evil spirit completely broke its defenses.

Woohoo, these two-legged beasts are so dirty!

Mom won't let me play with scolding kids!

The evil spirit pursed its mouth and was about to run away, flapping its wings.

When he turned around, Fu Yan punched him in the head.

"Ding! Horror value +200"

Evil Spirit: "..."

ok, i'fe

When Xiaopang saw Fu Yan, he immediately put away his acrimonious expression, and cried, "Brother, why did you come here! You just scared me to death, oh hiccup..."

Fu Yan: "..."

Fu Yan dragged the corpse of the evil spirit and brought the weeping chubby back to the high platform in the center of the village.

The completely mutated evil spirits have been wiped out by Fu Yan.

Fu Yan gained a total of 21,700 horror points this trip.

I feel very comfortable.

Fu Yan took Xiaopang back to the center of the village.

At this time, the last guest was ushered in on the high platform.

"Clan...patriarch..."

Fatty looked sideways at Fu Yan, "Hasn't this old fellow been beaten to death by you yet?"

Fu Yan touched Xiaopang's head, "No, he just hid."

The patriarch is standing on the high platform at the moment.

He grabbed Zhou Yufeng's neck with one hand, and looked at Fu Yan in the audience with a half-smile, "Long time no see, Yoshiko."

"I don't even know how to thank you for giving me such a big gift as soon as we met."

Fu Yan raised his head, looked at the figure on the high platform with a smile, "What are you talking about, didn't we meet in the afternoon, Fat Brother."