Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

The defense-breaking scream sounded again.

Wang Tiehu and Qin Feng turned into ashes in the pure white beam of light.

"Ding! Horror value +500"

"Ding! Horror value +500"

The beam of light disappeared, and Fan Junqiang looked at Fu Yan, who was unscathed, with a look of disbelief.

Fu Yan: "I'm fine because I didn't kill anyone from the beginning to the end."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he took out a clean silver dagger from his pocket, "From the beginning to the end of this dungeon, there are only two players, one is me, and the other is you."

Fan Junqiang's expression froze for a moment, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Fu Yan: "You don't have to admit it, but you were exposed from the very beginning."

Fan Junqiang looked at Fu Yan in disbelief.

impossible!

His disguise is so flawless, this Fu Yan must be deceiving him!

Fu Yan: "What exposes you is the fear of NPCs in your bones."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, Fan Junqiang suddenly remembered the scene when he got off the carriage seven days ago. Just because he hesitated for a moment, this bitch suspected him?

"Of course more than that."

Fu Yan pointed to the corpse on the ground with a smile, "It was prompted at the very beginning of the dungeon that some players used special props on all players, and these are all NPCs, so there must be someone else who used the props."

"All the players are not referring to me and this group of npcs, but me and you."

Speaking of this, Fan Junqiang stopped pretending, he put away his sacred and inviolable appearance, and sneered: "You are right, but even if you guessed it, so what, there are no demons in this dungeon, you Never get the job done."

Fu Yan: "The task of the player is to find out the demons hidden in the player within seven days and kill them."

"There are only two players in the dungeon, one is you and the other is me. It has been verified just now that you are not a demon, so the demon can only be me, and it must be me, otherwise it will violate the rules set by the dungeon itself."

"Actually, as early as when the system asked you to verify who is the devil, it already regarded you as useless."

"Enjoy the joy of failure, Mr. Pastor."

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he stabbed himself in the heart with a knife.

Bright red petals flew out from Fu Yan's chest.

Fu Yan smiled and fell back, his body instantly turned into flower petals and disappeared in the copy.

Little Broken Dungeon, it's quite fun to play!

The horror game originally wanted to use the hands of the priest to kill Fu Yan, but this bitch actually incited the players to massacre the npc!

If it says that there are no demons in the dungeon, isn't it admitting that it operates in secret.

So no matter how reluctant it is, it can only acquiesce that one of Fu Yan and the pastor is a devil.

The original meaning of the horror game is to use holy water to verify that Fu Yan is not a demon, so that Fu Yan can kill the priest and leave the instance.

But how could Fu Yan let those Sanwu products spray on his face.

Although the body is not his, the noble soul inside is his.

Besides, if you kill the pastor directly, who will read the Bible for him and earn horror points? !

This dungeon has already lost blood, and he can no longer lose his 'Pay Qin Hu'.

Fu Yan opened his eyes again and found himself standing in a cube.

The six faces of the cube flicker, and different clips are played on each face, and each clip is related to him.

Fu Yan moved his hands, and his body has returned to the original one.

This dungeon ends here.

While waiting for the system to settle, Fu Yan sat on the ground bored, admiring his beauty.

"Handsome, just one word, I say it several times a day."

At this time, a strange picture suddenly appeared on the wall in front of him.

The screen flashed by.

But it was clearly captured by Fu Yan.

In addition to him, there are also a man and a woman in the picture.

He has never seen the man, but he has an impression of the woman in the picture.

It was the brat who smashed his chest that day in the dungeon.

In the clip, the strange man clawed at his heart with five fingers.

And he... well...

He pulled the woman beside him to block him.

The woman didn't have time to react, and the other party had a hole in her chest.

The woman stopped her life in disbelief, and was immediately kicked off a bottomless cliff by Fu Yan...

Hey... how do you say this...

Fu Yan did not doubt the authenticity of this video.

After all, he often does this kind of work of helping others.

But this clip suddenly appeared here, which is very interesting.

This game always hints at him that he has lived here.

Now it is even more obvious that he has an enmity with this man.

Fu Yan sat on the ground with his hands on his back, his feet dangling back and forth arrogantly, "What's the matter, little coward? You got fucked by this person? Do you want me to avenge you?"

"Then you think too much, don't talk about avenging you, I haven't laughed for three years, it's all disrespect for your tragic experience."

The familiar sound of gears rubbing against each other resounded within the cube.

A moment later, a metallic sound came suddenly.

[Di! game over. 】

[Player Fu Yan has successfully cleared the copy of "Devil's Call". 】

There was a metallic sound, and there was a slight smugness in his tone.

Players in the world channel are still waiting for the follow-up to the explosive book, and then... there will be no more...

[God! God Fu didn't break the bank this time? ! 】

【Oh! Fu Shen is so kind, he really, I cried to death...]

[Our brother Fu really loves games. 】

[Thriller game, look at how much our Brother Fu spoils you! 】

【Wow! Upstairs, you are so brave! Love You Alone in a Dark Alley Thriller Game]

[Thriller game love... love the way you kneel down! (The ones behind keep in formation...)]

...

Thriller Game: "..."

Oh shit!

I'm fucking yelling this to make you praise him? !

When Fu Yan returned to the community, everyone gathered in his castle, thumbs quickly pressing their phones.

He Shuyue also came out of the dungeon.

To her, this kind of elementary school book is simply a child's play.

When everyone saw Fu Yan coming back, they put down their phones one after another, and then looked at him with smiles.

Even He Shuyue, who couldn't smile unless necessary, and Jiang Lan, who avoided people when she saw them, tried their best to smile at him.

Fu Yan, who has always been as smart as Fu Yan, is now also confused.

Fu Yan looked at them strangely, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong? You all know about our bankruptcy?"

Everyone still didn't speak, and in the end it was Old Wu, the patriarch, who took on the heavy responsibility of life.

He stepped forward and patted Fu Yan on the shoulder, comforting: "It's okay, it's just a miss, you are already the best?"

"Huh?" Fu Yan looked puzzled.

Although everyone knows that he is excellent, there is no need to emphasize it, just write it fifty times silently.

Old Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Don't put so much pressure on yourself, the children have grown up, and they can share the burden for you, so let's stop digging graves, whipping corpses, and stealing coffin boards in the middle of the night. ...Wait, you just said that our family is bankrupt?"