Horror Game: How to win the sickly system

"Uh.....I..."

Fang Wen helped his forehead, and hurriedly explained: "Maybe, I killed their boss, so..."

As soon as Fang Wen finished speaking, a gust of cold wind poured into the room through the window.

"Oops!"

Tong Zhantian screamed, and hurried to the window to look downstairs: "They are following."

Downstairs, several black cars were parked on the side of the road, and several people in police uniforms were pulling the cordon.

The people in the building also gradually escaped.

Obviously the handwriting of the 11th inning.

"That person... a pangolin?!"

Shi Dan said in horror, his eyes reflected a man wearing a fisherman's hat, and walked into the building.

"How did they catch up? Didn't you say you got rid of them?" Fang Wen looked at Tong Zhantian and asked.

"I don't know...it shouldn't be." Tong Zhantian frowned, his face full of doubts.

At this time, Xue Kale on the side asked: "Are you guys stupid?" She showed a look like a fool, then pointed her finger at Tong Zhantian, and continued: "Obviously, you are also on their side for this cleanup plan." on the list."

"Me? Why?" Tong Zhantian asked with a puzzled face.

"Have you ever heard a word?"

"What word?"

"Logging and wading."

"What do you mean?"

"idiot."

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"What should we do now? They obviously came prepared, and there are probably more than three senior agents alone." Tong Zhantian closed the curtains, cold sweat dripping from his face.

"There is only one way."

"any solution?"

"Go to the copy and avoid it."

After Fang Wen finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Xue Kale.

The latter sighed, and then complained: "Oh, I finally earned so much money to take a break, I don't want to go to that kind of ghost place again!!"

But she still put her hand on the mouse.

The moment he was about to open the software, Fang Wen suddenly said, "Wait!"

"What's wrong? Why the fuck are you acting like a bitch?"

Xue Kale complained.

Fang Wen ignored him, but turned to look at Tong Zhantian: "Tongyao...what should we do?"

"He is abroad now, and I entrusted him to Li Ji."

"It seems that you came prepared, kid." Shi Dan complained from the side.

"That's good." Fang Wen heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, a footstep outside the door gradually approached, accompanied by the sound of dripping water.

Fang Wen hurriedly said, "Quick, start teleporting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Kale immediately clicked on the trident icon.

The screen instantly turns into a black hole,

Everyone used the thriller game tickets in the game backpack.

A line of blood-red characters slowly emerged.

"Welcome to Thriller Games."

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"Copy: Weird Drama

Grade: D grade

Task: The game randomly distributes a character in the dungeon npc, and you need to survive in the dungeon for three days with this identity.

Note: Don't mess up the acting, otherwise..."

"Players have fun."

The vision gradually recovered, the dazzling light of the incandescent lamp shone in Fang Wen's eyes, and there was a loud noise in his ears, accompanied by the sound of furniture smashing to the ground.

"This is..." Fang Wen turned off the light bulb hanging above his head on the desk, and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, with a puzzled look on his face.

This is a bedroom, the floor is smooth and tidy, covered with a layer of fluffy carpet, the bed is neatly folded, and a few beautiful ribbons are hung on the wall beside the bed, like stars dotted, and there is no spider web in the corners of the surrounding walls , it looks like it is often cleaned.The slippers are placed on the shoe cabinet at the door, and the wardrobe is full of all kinds of cute clothes.

The whole house is very warm.

At this moment, Fang Wen was sitting at the desk with his homework in hand.

He opened a drawer, found a mirror in it, and looked at it for a while.

In the mirror, he wears a pair of round-frame glasses. He looks about 15 years old. He looks plain but has good skin and a very individual hairstyle. Obviously, he has been well-groomed, and he looks like a pampered wife.

He flipped through the homework book, the handwriting was neat, and there were a few lines on the cover.

"Grade: Junior Three

Class: Class 2

Name: Bai Zi"

Fang Wen flipped through the contents of the homework, but found no useful information.

"Doesn't the boy keep a diary?"

Fang Wen frowned. According to the requirements of the copy, he had to play the role of Bai Zi well. Naturally, he couldn't analyze anything through his appearance and clothing. It would be easier to analyze it if he wrote a diary.

"Xiao Zi, come to eat, don't do homework yet." A woman's voice came from outside the door.

"Okay!" Fang Wen responded, calmed down, opened the door and walked to the living room.

But as soon as he opened the door, he was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

A plump young woman in an apron who looked like she was in her 30s stood in front of the door, staring straight at him.

"Xiaozi, are you sick? You didn't call me mom just now." The young woman had a resentful look on her face, and at the same time, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"Ah...I, I was too focused on my homework just now, I'm sorry, Mom." Fang Wen said, pretending to be pitiful.

The young woman picked him up, kissed his tender face a few times, and said joyfully, "You don't need to apologize to your mother, my precious son, he loves to study so much."

Her complexion changed suddenly, and a killing intent appeared on her face: "Unlike your younger sister, who is playful and sloppy, I will kill her sooner or later!"

"How dare you!" A man's rough voice came from the sofa in the living room.

The living room was full of broken furniture, and glass shards were scattered all over the floor, which was in stark contrast to the cleanliness and tidiness of the bedroom.

"Do you think I dare?!" The young woman panicked, and at some point she pulled out a kitchen knife that was still dripping blood.

The man squinted at her, his face sank, and he spat: "Crazy lady."

will no longer pay attention.

Beside him, there was a delicate and lovely blue-haired little loli. She was wearing ripped clothes, covered with dirty oil stains, and she was staring at the young woman in fear.

Fang Wen followed behind his mother, his eyes fixed on the man.

He was dressed in a worn blue overalls, with a rather burly figure.

He wanted to go up to the man and call him 'Dad', but when he saw the disgust and disgust in his eyes, he dismissed the idea.

"I really don't know how this family sits and eats together." A thought flashed in Fang Wen's mind.

He sat on the dining table, didn't rush to move his chopsticks, but observed the actions of other people.

But at this time, a crisp voice came from across the dining table:

"elder brother."