Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Cui Hao lay on the bed, beating his chest and stamping his feet, thinking about it.

From time to time, there are accusations against Fu Yan in the words.

"How can you live broadcast behind my back!"

"Are you worthy of the pussy I tore for you!"

The Fu Yan mentioned seems to be a scumbag who is ungrateful and ungrateful.

Fu Yan sat aside, selective blindness.

At this time, a rapid bell rang.

There were loud footsteps outside.

Not long after, a nurse came in with a tray.

There were two needles and a few pills on the tray.

She entered the room and put down the tray, picked up a syringe, and gave Fu Yan and Cui Hao a standard professional smile, "It's time for an injection."

Her tone was very gentle, but her smile didn't reach her eyes, and she seemed to be torn apart.

When Cui Hao saw her coming, he got up instantly and huddled in the corner of the bed, "I don't want injections! I'm not sick! I don't want injections! Go away! Don't come here!"

Cui Hao covered himself with the quilt and tried his best to hide inside, looking neurotic.

The nurse still had a standard smile on her face, "Be obedient! Get an injection obediently."

"I won't fight! I'm not sick!"

Cui Hao kicked and kicked repeatedly, refusing to get an injection.

The nurse suddenly grabbed Cui Hao's feet and dragged him forcefully.

Immediately, he jumped onto the bed, directly pressed Cui Hao under him, grabbed his struggling hands, and pressed them to the top of his head.

His legs were kneeling on his knees, pressing his legs tightly.

The tall guy who was about 1.8 meters tall was pinned on the bed by a thin nurse without any resistance.

Like a fish on a chopping board, no matter how hard you struggle, it won't help.

The nurse's originally smiling face showed a little ferocity, "Why are you disobedient!"

"Let go! Let me go!"

Cui Hao shook his head to avoid the needle in the nurse's hand.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yan was amazed, "True temptation in uniform!"

As the needle pierced his neck, the nurse slowly pushed the medicine in the needle tube, and Cui Hao gradually calmed down.

After the injection, the nurse let go of Cui Hao and jumped off him.

Cui Hao's expression was dull and bewildered at this moment.

"Is this the end?" Fu Yan smacked his lips, seemingly wanting more.

The nurse then turned the gun to point at him, smiled and said, "It's your turn."

"I'll do it myself." Fu Yan walked up to the nurse very consciously.

The nurses are very satisfied with his performance of understanding current affairs.

She opened the needle, squeezed out the excess air in the needle tube, and was about to give Fu Yan a needle.

Fu Yan grabbed her wrist, grabbed the needle, and inserted it into her neck.

"Ding! Horror value +10"

Fu Yan pushed all the medicine in the syringe, and then pushed the unconscious nurse out of the door together with the tray she brought.

An hour later, Cui Hao woke up slowly, and saw a person sitting in front of the bed, his heart skipped a beat.

After seeing that the person was Fu Yan, the hanging heart slowly dropped.

He pursed his lips, showing a shy expression on his face, tucked the hair behind his ear with his little finger, and said in a low voice, "Brother, why are you looking at me like this?"

Fu Yan took a breath, and his strong willpower prevented him from vomiting it out on the spot, "You...don't remember what happened just now?"

Cui Hao looked puzzled: "Just now? What happened? Ah! You live broadcast behind my back!"

Fu Yan: "..."

Fu Yan: "Just now a nurse came in to give you an injection, and you passed out after the injection, don't you remember?"

Cui Hao: "Injections? I'm not sick, why are you getting injections?"

Fu Yan didn't look like a fake.

Combined with Cui Hao's performance before and after the injection, the injection should make people unconscious, and it is getting closer and closer to the label on the medical certificate.

Thinking of Cui Hao's label as a 'transvestite', Fu Yan began to regret using him as a guinea pig for drug testing just now.

A young man who is about 1.8 meters tall, who calls himself Giegie all day long, is really a headache no matter what he thinks about.

Fu Yan squeezed between his brows, automatically blocked Cui Hao's winking eyes, and asked, "What do you usually do in the madhouse?"

Cui Hao had an expression of "so the big brother still cares about me", and said happily: "Actually, it's nothing. I usually like doing handicrafts, reading books, and learning about current affairs."

Fu Yan crossed his arms and said, "Speak human."

Cui Hao: "Tear up newspapers, read pornographic books, and listen to corners."

Fu Yan: "There are no doctors and nurses to see you and take you to do activities?"

Cui Hao shook his head, "No! Except for mental illness, there are no living people here. I only saw doctors and nurses the day I first came here. Besides, I'm not sick, so why do they see me?"

Fu Yan listened to Cui Hao's words thoughtfully.

It seems that it is not that there are no doctors and nurses here, but that there are no doctors and nurses in their impression.

In the dungeon, the time when players enter the dungeon is different, and the tasks are also different.

There is also no set time for completing the task.

They were also injected with strange medicines every day.

Slowly, the player's mental disorder began, and after a long time, it became a real mental illness.

Players who became mentally ill would stay in the asylum and continue to receive treatment as a matter of course.

The cycle goes on and on, waiting for an opportunity to die.

The ultimate purpose of this dungeon is to keep players in the dungeon and kill them slowly.

Fu Yan is going to go out for a stroll and survey the environment.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Cui Hao from behind him complainingly calling him, "Where is big brother going!"

Fu Yan didn't look back, "Go pee."

Cui Hao: "Don't think I don't know, you are going to find the little bastard, I tell you, if you leave my house today, if you want to come in again tomorrow, it will be impossible, hum!"

That gentle and sad tone almost shattered Fu Yan's eardrums.

He slammed the door shut and slipped away without hesitation.

Cui Hao saw Fu Yan approach Jue Jue, threw himself on the bed and rolled around pretentiously, then got up and chased after him.

"giegie, wait for me!"

Fu Yan walked around the building, but he didn't see half of the doctors, even the nurse who gave them the injection just now was gone.

I have encountered many mental illnesses along the way.

Some of them were haggard and dull-faced, some spoke nonsense to the air, and some punched and kicked the wall.

No one is restraining them, they are completely stocked.

Fu Yan took a look. These were all living people, but they were all dying.

It should be the player who came in before.

The more Fu Yan looked at it, the more he felt that this place looked like a slaughterhouse, and they were just pigs and sheep kept in captivity, waiting to be slaughtered at any time.

Cui Hao followed Fu Yan's buttocks, seeing him looking at others all the time, he couldn't help but said sourly: "Why is the big brother looking at them? It's just a bunch of psychopaths, how did you get into the eyes of the big brother?!"

Fu Yan looked at him in surprise, "You think you are normal?"

Cui Hao said proudly with an expression of "Of course", "It rained yesterday, and all the psychopaths went outside to take a bath, but I didn't go."

Fu Yan: "Why didn't you go?"

Cui Hao: "I'll wait for the water to heat up before going."

Fu Yan: "..."