Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

The audience in the live broadcast room also heard the beep.

[Fuck! Are the intermediate books all rolled up like this now? The player task has to be solved by himself! 】

【What did I miss? What happened to God Fu? How to crack the player task? 】

【God! Am I blind? I saw Fu Shen was in a daze all the time, but the live broadcast room reminded him that he solved the mission...]

[My grandpa Fu is awesome, and he never has to act as a straw paper when answering questions. 】

[There are still people vying to be grandchildren these days! What about you upstairs! Let's show some face! That's my grandpa! 】

...

At the same time, Fu Yan also opened the control panel.

The player task column has indeed been refreshed.

[Player task: Find a way to revive yourself within seven days. 】

He just thinks about it in his mind, and the system can perceive it.

Can this system also invade other people's minds?

I usually underestimate it.

I just don't know if this kind of intrusion is only possible in this copy, or outside the copy?

Thinking of this, Fu Yan's face suddenly turned cold.

He took a deep breath, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

'System you ￥&! '

'I'll go to you￥&￥...! '

'You are a fool&￥! '

'I￥&￥you￥&! To die or not, you ￥& give birth to a son ￥& your whole family&...! '

...

‘Stupid system, I’m scolding you, did you hear me? '

Fu Yan was afraid that the system would not understand, so he translated it in his mind.

In the next second, the sound of gears rubbing against each other sounded in Fu Yan's mind.

Fu Yan nodded in relief, it seemed that he heard it.

Fu Yan is not afraid of it eavesdropping on his thoughts.

But if you find out that it is eavesdropping and don't scold it, that is your own loss.

I don't know if the system has heard Fu Yan's idea.

The already overwhelmed gears made a 'click' sound again.

"Yo, are you still there?"

After Fu Yan finished speaking, another meal of violence was output.

The concentration of its swear words can be described as not mixing a drop of water.

As for the degree of filth, it is probably like kicking the system into a cesspool, standing on it and smashing its head with a stick.

Your first head-to-head encounter with the system.

Fu Yan wins.

So, words are powerful!

The ancients never deceived me.

After Fu Yan cleaned up the system, he was in a good mood.

He left Zhou Yufeng's room, found a clean room at random, and prepared to rest.

At the same time, the system's prompt sounded in the minds of the other players.

[Di! Player Fu Yan successfully cracked the player mission, and the player mission has been refreshed. 】

A few players who were immersed in the "fear of being dominated by the system" sat up quickly and quickly checked their dungeon quests.

It was found that the task was refreshed.

When they saw that the player's task was to let them resurrect themselves, they fell into deep confusion again.

What? Are they dead?

After reaching this horrific conclusion, they fell into deep anxiety.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night...

Of course, there are also a few big-hearted players. After hearing that Fu Yan cracked the player's mission, they only had time to say, "Awesome...awesome..."

He fell into a deep sleep again.

midnight.

Fu Yan slept soundly in the room.

Suddenly, a 'squeak' sounded.

The rocking chair in the corner of the room started to shake slowly.

Moonlight shines through the windows into the house.

I saw a female ghost in a red dress with long hair covering her face.

Sitting on a rocking chair, rocking slowly.

Her body began to shake slightly with the rhythm of the rocking chair.

At first she just swayed slightly. I don't know if it was because Fu Yan didn't wake up after shaking for a long time.

Not only did the rocking chair sway, but her body also swayed back and forth at a ninety-degree angle, and her silky hair was tossed like a roller coaster.

The piercing 'squeak' sounded hurriedly in the quiet room.

Fu Yan's ear tips moved slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes, only to see a female ghost sitting on a rocking chair, playing 857 with him.

Fu Yan glanced up at her, then covered his head tightly with the quilt.

It's annoying!

When the female ghost saw that Fu Yan had woken up, the whole ghost seemed very excited.

She saw Fu Yan hiding under the covers without saying a word, thinking that he was frightened by herself.

Then, a teleportation floated in front of Fu Yan.

She hung her face above Fu Yan's head, lowering her head to reveal a blue-gray grimace bleeding from seven holes.

"Take care of my...red wedding dress...don't...don't let me...die too early..."

The eerie singing sounded in the empty room, with its own 360-degree surround reverberation sound effect.

Fu Yan, who was at the center of the singing crit, couldn't bear it anymore and threw off the quilt.

The female ghost was taken aback by Fu Yan's sudden action, and after realizing it, she continued to stretch out her tongue and howl.

She was hanged during her lifetime, and her tongue was extraordinarily long after her death.

Just when her tongue was about to hit Fu Yan's face, Fu Yan grabbed her head.

The female ghost panicked, "Hey! Hey! What do you want to do..."

Fu Yan grabbed her hair and forcefully dragged her outside the door.

Five minutes later, Fu Yan used her own tongue to hang the female ghost on the beam at the door.

Her complexion was ashen, her eyes were full of regret, and she stammered: "Sure...sure...do you want to sing?"

Fu Yan nodded expressionlessly, "Don't you love to sing?"

Female ghost: "..."

The female ghost hummed twice, seeing that Fu Yan had no intention of softening her heart at all, she could only sing stumblingly:

"I...I love...I love to take a bath...the skin is good...oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Her face as a female ghost is completely gone at this moment, buzzing...

But this was just the beginning, Fu Yan not only forced her to sing nursery rhymes, but also made her do a big loop on the beam.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning was about to shine on her, Fu Yan finally came out of the house and put her down.

Her tongue had been ground to bloody flesh on the beam, as stiff as a piece of jelly candy.

At this time, there was a sound of opening the door next door.

Covering her mouth, the female ghost tremblingly thanked Fu Yan. Then, before the man next door went out, she lifted her tongue and floated away, forgetting that she could disappear in place.

joke!

If others see her, how can she be scary in the future!