My Thriller Survival Game

Just when Xu Yang was about to be caught, someone suddenly called his name in his ear. The voice was very urgent, louder than the last, and gradually drowned out the roar.

Xu Yang woke up suddenly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a chubby face. Xu Yang hadn't woken up from the fright. Without thinking, he raised his hand and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

"Wocao!"

A loud slap sounded suddenly, followed by a man's exclamation, and the fat face disappeared from his eyes.

"(°ー°〃)Hmm? Why does this voice sound familiar?"

The real touch made Xu Yang gradually come back to his senses. He slowly turned his head and was stunned when he saw Wang Debiao covering his left face with a shocked and speechless expression.

"Why are you here?" Xu Yang asked blankly.

Wang Debiao's face turned red and white. He looked at the innocent-looking Xu Yang and gritted his teeth and said, "If I had known this, I shouldn't have come to call you."

At this time, Xu Yang had slowly come to his senses, sat up from the bed, shook his head, and his chaotic brain gradually became clearer.

"what time is it?"

"Brother, it's half past seven."

"Have I slept for so long?"

Xu Yang was a little surprised. It felt like only a few dozen minutes had passed since he was lying on the bed. He didn't expect that several hours had passed.

"What did you do last night? Did you stay up late watching movies?" Wang Debiao looked at Xu Yang with a narrow look on his face and said.

Xu Yang rolled his eyes, ignored Wang Debiao's bad taste, got out of bed, and walked straight to the bathroom.

"Hey, where did your big black cat go?"

"Not in the dormitory?"

"No."

"No?"

"Yeah, I didn't see it when I came in."

"(°ー°〃)Hmm?"

Xu Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, looked at Wang Debiao and asked, "How did you get in?"

"You just walked in like this. I mean you, too. You don't close the door when you sleep. You're not afraid of losing things. Or do you have any special hobbies? Hehe~~~"

Looking at Wang Debiao, who had a strange smile on his face and glanced at Xu Yang's lower body from time to time, Xu Yang frowned, then turned his head and continued brushing his teeth.

"Before I went to bed, the door was closed and locked." Xu Yang said in a low tone.

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(°ー°〃)Hmm?”

This time it was Wang Debiao's turn to be stunned. He looked at Xu Yang, then at the open door, frowned and said, "Are you sure you locked the door?"

"Sure."

"How come the door is open?"

"how could I know."

"Could it be the black cat who opened the door?" Wang Debiao guessed.

Xu Yang paused in his movements and said nothing.

Seeing that Xu Yang was silent, Wang Debiao thought he had guessed correctly, so he continued to chatter.

"No wonder you don't want to get along with others. It turns out that you have the habit of having nightmares. Tell me, what did you dream about just now?"

"Can not remember."

"Really don't remember?"

Wang Debiao obviously didn't believe it. Seeing that Xu Yang stopped talking again, he continued: "Let me tell you, you looked scary just now. Your face was pale, dripping with cold sweat, and your whole body was twitching. People who didn't know it thought you had epilepsy and were crazy.

Woolen cloth."

"And why do you have a knife? If I hadn't woken you up just now, you would have almost stabbed yourself."

Speaking of this, Wang Debiao's eyes when he looked at Xu Yang became complicated again, with doubts mixed with confusion and curiosity mixed with fear. It was obvious that he was really frightened.

"The place I live in is an old community with a complicated population. I carry a knife for self-defense."

After hearing this explanation, Wang Debiao was convinced. He nodded and said, "You are talking about the kind of shantytown, right? I have been to that place before, and it is indeed quite chaotic."

At this time, Xu Yang finished washing, walked out of the bathroom, and looked around. When he looked at the desk, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Have you seen the puppet I put on the table?" Xu Yang asked.

"Puppet? What puppet?"

Xu Yang gave a brief description. After hearing this, Wang Debiao shook his head and said, "I didn't see it. You still like puppets? In what age are we now? If you want to play, you have to play with dolls. Let me tell you, I have quite a few at home.

If the school didn't allow them to be brought to school, I would definitely bring two of them to school. If you have a chance next time, come to my house and I'll open your eyes."

Hearing this, Xu Yang was speechless for a moment. He rolled his eyes at Wang Debiao and ignored him.

When he came to the desk, he looked at the table and saw that the puppet was indeed not here. He looked around again, but still didn't find the puppet, and his brows suddenly frowned.

Immediately, Xu Yang thought of something and went directly to the bed, then lay down and stretched out his head to see

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Glancing at the bottom of the bed, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a puppet doll nailed to the center of the bed.

"Xu Yang, what are you doing?" Wang Debiao asked subconsciously when he saw Xu Yang's strange behavior.

Xu Yang ignored Wang Debiao and went directly under the bed to get the puppet.

"Damn it, Xu Yang, I didn't notice it. You also have a habit of drilling under the press? You look very experienced. Have you practiced it before?"

"My ni-ma(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"

Xu Yang climbed out again with the puppet, and when he heard Wang Debiao's obscene voice, ten thousand female ghosts in red whizzed past him.

In the past, he only thought that Wang Derbiao was talkative, but he didn't expect that this kid actually liked to engage in pornography and liked to think about everything. How hungry is this kid?

"Huh? There really are puppets."

Before Xu Yang could stand up, the puppet in his hand was snatched away by Wang Debiao.

"The craftsmanship is pretty good. Did you carve it?"

"Holy shit, you're such a pervert, why do you have so many eyes?"

When Wang Debiao saw the eyes and head of the puppet, he was shocked and threw the puppet out. Fortunately, Xu Yang had quick eyes and quick hands and caught the puppet.

Standing up and patting the dust on his body, Xu Yang squinted his eyes, looked at the puppet, and then said calmly: "This is not my puppet."

"(°ー°〃)Hmm? It's not yours? Whose is it?"

Xu Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I don't want your puppet, why are you so nervous?"

Wang Debiao thought that Xu Yang said this because he didn't want to give him the puppet to play with, so he curled his lips in disgust. However, Xu Yang's next words made him stand on the spot.

"This should be Chang Yong's puppet."

"Chang Yong? Chang Yong who killed three roommates fifteen years ago?" Wang Debiao's small eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the puppet in Xu Yang's hand in disbelief and asked.

Xu Yang nodded.

"Why are his things here with you?"

Xu Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know. I found it accidentally last night and nailed it under the bed."

"Damn it, no way. Is the rumor that dormitory 444 is haunted true?"

As he spoke, Wang Debiao quickly looked around, as if he was looking for something, and he was obviously frightened.

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