Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

The shock wave of the explosion pushed Fu Yan and Lin Ye back tens of meters.

When they came out, Fang Linsheng was no longer seen outside.

All that remained was thick smoke and a charred black pit.

The bottom of the pit is full of charred limbs and broken arms of monsters.

Fang Linsheng had no chance of surviving such a large-scale self-detonation.

Fu Yan had no time to be sad, he carried Lin Ye on his back and continued to move forward.

Fu Yan was also badly injured, his robe was stained red with blood.

Lin Ye could feel a hand of blood on his body with a casual touch.

Lin Ye's eyes were red, and he said with a choked voice, "Team...captain...put me down..."

Fu Yan didn't know what danger was waiting ahead, she didn't want to be a burden to the captain.

Fu Yan stared ahead, was silent for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Old Shen, Xiao Fang, and Lao Yao are all dead, and there are only you and me left among the forty-two members of the Demon Hunter Team 13..."

Fu Yan choked up for a moment before recovering his voice, and continued: "Lin Ye...I...I can't lose you anymore...I know...I'm not a good captain...but please don't leave me... OK……"

Lin Ye burst into tears upon hearing this.

She had never seen a captain who was as proud as the sun, showing such a pleading look, "No...you are the best captain..."

The team members are all dead, and they are now each other's spiritual support.

So she must not die.

Even if you die, you have to wait until the captain is safe.

Lin Ye gritted his teeth and suppressed the blood that was about to vomit in his lungs, and said with difficulty: "Yes, we...we must not die...we must live well...we must avenge them..."

"Wait... wait for me to recover... I will be the first to kill Wu Xiong... I will... kill another thousand... no, ten thousand heretics..."

"Okay." Fu Yan carried Lin Ye on his back, dragging his heavy body, and continued to move forward.

When passing through a dark forest.

Fu Yan's ear tip moved slightly.

He raised his head, only to see a few black shadows flying over the branches at high speed.

While looking around vigilantly, Fu Yan asked Lin Ye, "Can you still hold a knife?"

Lin Ye wiped away the blood gushing from his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Of course."

"it is good."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he put Lin Ye down slowly.

Lin Ye turned around tacitly.

The two stood together back to back.

Fu Yan returned Lin Ye's knife to her, then took off his coat, and tied their waists tightly with the coat.

This increases their attack vision.

The two men stood back to back with their knives in their hands, looking around warily.

Suddenly, a black shadow struck.

Fu Yan bent down and led Lin Ye to dodge the blow.

Lin Ye also tried his best to give Sombra a knife.

The black shadow was scratched and quickly retreated.

At the same time, more shadows surrounded him.

They stared intently at the two seriously injured, their eyes glowing green.

This battle has been fought for a long time.

It took a long time for Fu Yan and Lin Ye to barely repel the monster after they were scratched all over their bodies.

Lin Ye was scratched by the monster more than a dozen times, and the bones were deeply visible, and some wounds could no longer bleed.

She tried her best not to cry out in pain, Fu Yan almost attracted all the firepower, she didn't want Fu Yan to be distracted.

After the monster retreated, the sky began to rain heavily.

The rain mixed with the monster's blood, dyed the entire forest red.

Fu Yan took Lin Ye with him and lay down powerlessly in a pool of blood.

Fu Yan was covered in blood and flesh, and his legs had already lost feeling.

He lay in a pool of blood, his consciousness gradually dissipating.

Suddenly, he heard Lin Ye calling him.

"Team...Captain..."

Fu Yan managed to regain a trace of clarity, "Yes."

"Listen... I heard... soldiers who died in battle in foreign lands... only... as long as their relatives call...call their names... they can find their way home..."

Thinking of those brothers who died in battle, Fu Yan's consciousness gradually returned.

He choked up and said, "But...they have no relatives..."

Lin Ye: "I...we are their relatives..."

The rain washed away the tears from the corners of Fu Yan's eyes.

He lay silent in the rain for a while, then shouted to the void:

"Shen Tianqi, deputy team member of the thirteenth district of the Demon Hunter Team, number y1603, thirty-six years old, from Pingjing Shangyuan."

"Du Tian from the thirteenth district of the Demon Hunting Team, number z2587, twenty-eight years old, from Dongjing, Pingjing."

"Fang Linsheng, the defender of the thirteenth district of the demon hunting team, number z3647, two...twenty years old, from Yaqiao, Shangdu."

"Yao Xiaotao from the thirteenth district of the demon hunting team..."

...

After an unknown amount of time, the communicator on Fu Yan's chest made a buzzing sound.

His consciousness has been blurred, but his mouth is still chanting the names of his teammates.

...

"Here! Here! I've found them!"

"Quick! Inject the emergency injection!"

...

I don't know how long it has passed.

Fu Yan felt himself being lifted onto a cold metal plate.

There was a lot of noise around.

"Dr. Zhou, the person has been rescued, but the situation is not optimistic..."

Immediately afterwards, an old and slightly mocking voice rang in his ears, "He's still alive after being injured like this, the boy's life is pretty hard, not bad..."

Afterwards, Fu Yan felt that a person leaned over and lay on his mouth.

At the same time, the old voice sounded again, "Hey, this kid is quite friendly, he is almost dead, and he still has the mood to talk about others!"

"Okay, quickly push out my two experimental bodies and prepare for the fusion experiment."

"No, Dr. Zhou! The higher-ups said that the two experimental subjects are the last hope, and they are not allowed to tamper with until the critical moment."

After a long silence, the old voice spoke again, "Fuck it!"

"It's nice to say, those old men just want to leave a way out for themselves."

"My experimental body, I can use it as I like, whoever refuses to accept it will hold back, or I will blow you to death!"

After saying that, Fu Yan felt a cold thing slowly pierce into his head.

Countless strange pictures flashed before his eyes.

At the same time, a strange air flow slowly invaded the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Just as he was about to touch the restart restriction set by Fu Yan for himself, Fu Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

He found himself in a white space.

There is no road behind him, there is a dark red dividing line on his right, a wall with a slightly frosted texture is in front of him, and the air is filled with the smell of ink.

Fu Yan reached out and touched the white wall.

The wall actually fanned back and forth following his movements.

Fu Yan stretched out his hand, and pushed aside the white wall in front of him.

The sound of paper breaking came from Fu Yan's hands.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in a spacious and bright compartment.

The carriage was arranged like a studio.

It is full of hundreds of paintings.

A middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and ink on his body pulled Fu Yan away and rushed forward to check his painting.

Fu Yan subconsciously moved away from the painter's oil-stained hand, and turned his head to look at the painting in the painter's hand.

It was a blood-red world, the sky and the earth were connected together by blood.

In that crimson world, stood a boy with bright eyes and a man whose face could not be seen clearly.

Surrounding them were hundreds of monsters with hideous faces.

The whole land is filled with despair...