Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

"What are you doing!"

At this time, a man dressed as a security guard ran over from the stairwell.

He raised the electric baton in his hand and yelled at the crowd.

Except for Fu Yan and Wang Long, all the players present were startled by the sudden roar.

Fu Yan was too lazy to answer, while Wang Long was confused.

Seeing this, the players subconsciously replied: "No...it's okay..."

One player, for some unknown reason, blocked Fu Yan.

The security guard bypassed the crowd and stepped forward, looked at Fu Yan who was closest to the wall, and said in a bad tone: "I advise you not to think about this wall, otherwise..."

Before the security guard finished speaking, Fu Yan suddenly raised his head, looked at him coldly, and said in a cold tone: "Okay, then I'll make up your mind."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he picked up Wang Long's dagger and stabbed it straight at the security guard's head.

The dagger grazed the security guard's scalp, and directly nailed the security guard with his hat to the wall.

The security guard felt the dagger slicing across his scalp, and his whole body was scared to pee.

"Ding! Horror value +30"

The sound of the horror value arriving in the account made Fu Yan calm down.

He pulled out the dagger nailed to the wall expressionlessly, and said coldly to the security guard, "Don't get out yet."

"Hey, good..." The security guard was grateful for the rest of his life, he hugged his hat and nodded, and disappeared into the stairwell in a whirlwind trot.

Fu Yan tilted his head to look at Wang Long who was dying in his hands, his dark eyes were deep, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he broke Wang Long's other arm with one hand.

Wang Long was in so much pain that he couldn't cry out.

Fu Yan folded his hands together and raised them above his head.

Then he picked up the dagger and directly nailed his hands to the wall.

Blood flowed down his arms, and Wang Long was hung on the wall beyond recognition.

The bones in both of his arms were broken by Fu Yan. At this moment, they are only connected by skin and flesh, and he can't use any strength.

Wang Long was delirious already, but he kept muttering, "Let... let me go..."

"I'll use you to catch ghosts tonight." After Fu Yan finished speaking, he said to the players behind him without turning his head: "If anyone puts him down today, then tomorrow, I will hang you all here. "

Fu Yan's tone was flat, but no one doubted the authenticity of his words.

After Fu Yan finished dealing with Wang Lung, he was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of black ash on the carpet.

Fu Yan knelt down and picked up the black ash with his hands, it was the ashes left by something burned.

The traces on the carpet that were blackened by sparks also confirmed Fu Yan's conjecture.

Combined with the choking smell when he first went upstairs.

Someone here burned something before...

After Fu Yan left, everyone looked at Wang Long who was hanging on the wall.

After seeing the ferocity of Fu Yan, none of them dared to save Wang Long at the risk of their own lives.

Besides, no one wanted to save him.

He usually pulls like two to five to eighty thousand, and treats people like grandchildren every day.

Because of his talent, everyone swallowed his anger.

Now that he's in trouble, it's good if everyone doesn't make trouble.

And Fu Yan said that using Wanglong to catch ghosts is good for everyone.

The more they know, the more risks they can avoid.

As for whether there is 504 behind this wall...

Although the security guard didn't finish what he said just now, they also heard a thing or two from it.

Opening this wall is definitely not a good thing, maybe it will trigger other death conditions.

The players did not see Fu Yan all afternoon.

Li Meng heard about what happened in the morning, so he didn't act with the other players anymore.

She couldn't figure out Fu Yan's attitude towards these players. She and Feng Sheng had already expressed their friendship to Fu Yan, so they couldn't act so ambiguously with the other players.

So as not to anger Fu Yan.

into the night.

A sense of weightlessness came, and Zhang Jiexuan suddenly opened his eyes.

He realized that he was hanging in mid-air, with an invisible black air wrapped around his waist.

Before Zhang Jiexuan could react, the black air lifted him up and slammed into the canopy fiercely.

"Boom" sound.

Zhang Jiexuan was struck with stares in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and shouted for help, but no sound came out of his throat.

The next moment, the black air wrapped around his waist again and threw him to the ground.

Zhang Jiexuan was hit continuously, spitting blood from the mouth.

But Hei Qi obviously wasn't going to let him go.

A pair of ghost hands grasped his ankles quickly, and a hanging rope was tied around his neck.

Just when Zhang Jiexuan felt that he was about to die, the rope suddenly let him go.

Immediately afterwards, the black air wrapped around his waist again, and continued to hit him against the wall.

Not long after, Zhang Jiexuan's blood was all over the canopy, the floor, and the walls.

A male and female laughter sounded maliciously in his ears, "Hee hee... Hee hee..."

the next day.

This is the players' second day in the dungeon.

Early in the morning, several players ran to the fifth floor without even taking care of their meals.

As expected, Wang Long died in the corridor on the fifth floor.

The appearance of death was exactly the same as that of Zhou Qing, with a ferocious face and burst eyeballs.

It seems that as long as they appear in the corridor at night, the death condition will be triggered and they will be killed by ghosts.

This is the second person who died in the instance.

The survival rate of the remaining players has also changed from nine deaths to seven deaths.

They really don't know whether to be happy or not.

After visiting Wang Lung's corpse, the players came to the restaurant.

Fu Yan was already sitting at the dining table at this time.

He didn't eat, just sat quietly aside.

The players took their seats and began to count the number of players.

"Where is Zhang Jiexuan? Something happened to him too..."

After Han Wu finished speaking, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Jiexuan. Just in case, they all left each other's number in advance, except Fu Yan's.

After a few rings, the phone was picked up.

Zhang Jiexuan's slightly hoarse voice came from the microphone, "Hello..."

Han Wu breathed a sigh of relief, "Why haven't you come down yet? I didn't think something happened to you."

Zhang Jiexuan said quietly: "Here we come."

After hanging up the phone, everyone saw that Zhang Jiexuan was fine, so they ate breakfast on their own.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Jiexuan, who had tidied up, walked over slowly.

He greeted everyone with a smile, explaining that he didn't sleep well last night, so he woke up late.

After hearing this, the rest of the players said that they didn't sleep well either, they were always dreaming, but they couldn't remember what they were dreaming about.

After hearing this, Zhang Jiexuan smiled lightly.

Then he picked up the juice and took a sip.

The liquid in the mouth was viscous and warm, with a strong smell of blood.

Zhang Jiexuan's face was frozen, and he slowly put down the cup.

I saw that there was fruit juice in the glass, and it was clearly dark red human blood...