Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

Fu Yan pressed the button to turn on and off the fire.

He looked down and saw his fingertips, where a ball of red liquid was stained.

Fu Yan smacked his mouth in disgust, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet to clean.

At this time, the strange woman's face flashed in the mirror again.

She looked at Fu Yan coldly, with a sinister smile on her lips.

Fu Yan also saw the woman in the mirror.

He turned off the faucet, raised his wet hands, and flicked hard at the female ghost in the mirror, "Go away, who wants to take a look at your dead face."

Tiny drops of water were thrown on the mirror by Fu Yan.

Although it didn't fall directly on the female ghost's face, the female ghost still felt greatly insulted.

She was about to reveal her ferocious and terrifying face, when Fu Yan walked away without looking back, cursing:

"Don't dare to show your head, and come out to flirt, whether you owe it or not."

Female ghost: "..."

Fu Yan left Zhou Qing's room and was about to go to the fifth floor, but was stopped by Li Meng and Feng Sheng who came out from behind.

Different from the flirtatious eyes when they first met, they were very polite this time, at least Li Meng was like this.

Fu Yan: "Is there something wrong?"

Li Meng knew that the beauty trap was not good for Fu Yan, so he didn't say anything else, and said straight to the point: "Fu Yan, do you know something? We are willing to exchange our information with you."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows with interest, "Oh? What do you know? Let's hear it."

Li Meng: "I think you already know the conditions of death, you are not allowed to go out, but there is one thing you probably don't know, that is, there is more than one ghost in this hotel."

After Li Meng finished speaking, seeing that Fu Yan didn't make a sound, he thought he didn't believe him, so he added: "I sensed this with my talent, and there is absolutely no mistake."

After hearing this, Fu Yan just let out a faint 'oh'.

Feng Sheng: "We're done talking, it's your turn."

Fu Yan spread his hands and said in a playful tone, "What should I do? I don't know anything."

"Your words don't count!"

Fu Yan tilted his head and looked at Feng Sheng, "What did I say?"

Feng Sheng was so annoyed by Fu Yan's expression that he didn't want to be beaten, a fist-sized fireball condensed in his hand.

He was about to attack Fu Yan, but was slapped away by Li Meng, "Nonsense!"

Feng Sheng was reprimanded by Li Meng, he pouted his mouth aggrieved, and reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Although this kind of drama of "dominant royal sister and silly dog" can be watched, Fu Yan is not keen on it.

He waved his hand and said with disgust: "It's okay, I'll go first."

As long as he walked fast enough, the sour smell of love would not be able to smoke him.

After Fu Yan left, Li Meng let go of Feng Sheng's hand.

Feng Sheng looked at Li Meng aggrievedly, and tentatively said: "Meng...Aunt Meng, you don't really like him, do you?"

Li Meng glared at him, "This is a dungeon, can you iron a few more folds in your Pingchuan mind!"

Feng Sheng: "You don't like him, and you still tell him so much..."

Li Meng looked at Fu Yan's leaving back, and after a long while, he said calmly, "I proposed an exchange because I wanted to show my friendship to him, and he asked us what we all knew, so he accepted our offer.

"And by telling him everything I know, it is to show him our sincerity."

After Li Meng finished speaking, he turned to look at Feng Sheng.

This child is seven or eight years younger than her, but already taller than her.

"The things in this dungeon are very powerful, and my aunt may not be able to protect you."

Feng Sheng chuckled, "It's okay, I'll protect you."

Fu Yan strolled up the stairs on the fourth floor to the fifth floor.

As the saying goes, if you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you will live to ninety-nine.

By the time Fu Yan reached the fifth floor, several players had already gathered here.

There was a choking smell in the air.

And the players are gathering in front of a white wall, knocking and knocking.

Fu Yan walked along the corridor.

501, 502, 503 and then directly to 505.

Just no 504.

But the distance between 503 and 505 is very far, and another room can be placed in the middle.

At the moment, the players are standing at the white wall between 503 and 505, trying to break it open.

Among this group of players, those without power are helpless against this white wall.

At this time, Wang Long saw Fu Yan approaching, and ordered casually: "Fu Yan, come and break down this wall. We suspect that room 504 is behind this wall."

He watched Fu Yan's live broadcast and knew that Fu Yan might be a powerful person.

Wang Long was a petty official in the guild, and he was usually arrogant when talking to others.

Due to his talent, everyone didn't dare to say anything more, which led him to have the illusion that he was very powerful.

Seeing Fu Yan standing there motionless, he took two steps forward, "I was talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

Fu Yan put his hands in his pockets, pressed his height, and looked down at him, "You and your father are talking like that."

Wang Long reacted and was furious instantly: "Your father!"

Fu Yan: "It's your grandfather."

Wang Long's face flushed with anger, and he activated his talent instantly.

Out of fear of Fu Yan, he also deliberately used a talent enhancement card.

The moment Wang Long Tian's Fu was launched, the entire fifth floor fell into silence.

Except for Wang Long, everyone stood still, even the player's eyelashes and hair fell into a state of complete stillness.

Wang Long's talent is space stillness. Although the time of stillness is short and the range is small, this time is enough for him to do many things.

Like killing Fu Yan.

What's more, he also used the talent enhancement card this time.

Anyway, everyone originally meant to kill Fu Yan first.

Since everyone doesn't want to be the first to do it, let him do it.

Wang Long took out the dagger in his pocket and stared at Fu Yan viciously, "Don't you love pretending! I'll let you pretend enough!"

He raised the dagger and stabbed it at Fu Yan's neck.

But on the way, he was caught by a pair of powerful hands.

Wang Long looked at Fu Yan in disbelief.

How could he not be fixed!

Could it be that his talent has failed? !

Wang Long looked back at the players behind him, and found that they were still motionless.

Fu Yan squeezed his arm and looked at him with a smile, "It seems that you didn't listen to what I said earlier."

Wang Long has not yet realized what he said earlier.

Fu Yan snatched his dagger, and then grabbed his forearm with both hands, breaking it hard.

There was a "click".

Wang Long's forearm snapped off.

The pain of bone and flesh breaking made him let out a scream.

In the next second, the stasis technique imposed on everyone was instantly lifted.

Everyone looked at the scene in bewilderment.

Fu Yan then grabbed Wang Long's head again, and said with a smile, "I am not only a pretender, but also a helpful person."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Wang Lung's head and smashed it against the wall, shouting, "Eighty! Eighty! Eighty..."

Wang Long's face was covered with blood, and his facial features were almost flattened. He cried and begged for mercy, "I...I was wrong...let...let me go..."

Fu Yan pulled his hair, forced him to look up, and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you have to cry when you see the coffin? Isn't it good to live honestly?"