Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

"Why can't there be inexplicable hatred?" Yan He asked, "When you kill other people, do you fabricate a death certificate for them?"

Zhao Fengliang didn't answer. He rolled twice in a row, one meter away from Ai Zong, and immediately opened an epic defense shield.

Ai Zong wanted to chase after him, but his legs were inconvenient and he had no time to stop him.

"It's okay, let him do it slowly." Yan He walked forward slowly.

He took out the [Myogenic Pill] and it immediately fell on the grass nearby. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp along with the mud and grass.

Yan He quietly watched Zhao Fengliang grow limbs, and the people in the live broadcast room were going crazy.

[Jian Baiyi]: Cui, don’t be stunned, interrupt him quickly!

[Qu Banlan]: The villain dies because he talks too much. He can’t delay it any longer. If he has any other tricks, the anchor will be the unlucky one.

[Che Yunxia]: It is a good thing for anchors to be confident, but in this case, they should not be conceited and just give the enemy a fatal blow!

Zhao Fengliang clenched his fists and his bones creaked. He looked gloomy and took out a submachine gun from the toolbar without saying much.

Protected by a defensive shield, people inside cannot attack him, but his attacks can come out.

Moreover, the speed of the submachine gun is very fast, and "Wang Cui" will die if he can't react at all.

Yan He looked at Zhao Fengliang quietly, and said calmly a second before the other party pulled the trigger: "Zhao Fengliang, break his legs with a gun."

The defensive shield can only protect against physical attacks, but cannot protect against her [Hypnosis].

Zhao Fengliang pointed the gun at his thigh and fired without hesitation.

After two shots, Zhao Fengliang's face turned pale, and his face turned from disbelief to realization.

"Do you also have hypnosis skills?" He fell to the ground, his back teeth almost shattered, holding the gun but not daring to point it at Yan He.

No wonder, no wonder [hypnosis] doesn't work on her, it turns out she also has hypnosis skills!

Yan He tilted his head and smiled mysteriously: "Do you think your good subordinate has really had his soul replaced?"

Killing people is nothing more than that.

Zhao Fengliang may not regret killing his men, but he will definitely regret being deceived and personally weakening his side's combat effectiveness.

If he had a few subordinates and the four of them fought together, they would never let "Wang Cui" be so arrogant!

"Okay, I won't joke with you anymore." Yan He retracted his smile and said seriously, "Now it's time to play the game. Zhao Fengliang, take back the defensive cover and throw the submachine gun to Ai Zong."

Zhao Fengliang was completely unable to resist the effect of [hypnosis] and followed the instructions one by one.

Yan He touched his chin and asked Ai Zong to shoot and break Zhao Fengliang's arms.

She walked to the bodies of Ying Le and Qiao Chenghong and took out the prop [Compressed Cube].

[Compressed Cube]: 10X10X10m cube. Use this prop to put inanimate objects in contact with the cube. The items can travel inside and outside the game. The user can control the size of the cube and put the cube into the palm of their hand.

Yan He put his hands behind his back and put the cube into the palm of his right hand. From this angle, it could not be seen in the live broadcast room.

She touched the two corpses with her right hand, and the corpses immediately disappeared and were collected into the cube.

According to the prop description, the corpse should be brought out of the game.

She wanted to take all four of Feiying's corpses out to Aunt Cheng, and let Aunt Cheng whip the corpses herself to vent her hatred.

Seeing the corpse disappear out of thin air and appear in the cube, Yan He nodded in a good mood.

This prop is good and can play a big role in some special games.

Take the five-star game [Alien Mixed Island], for example. In that game, the Thriller Seal and the Overlord Badge cannot be stored in the item inventory. Carrying them with you can easily be robbed or stolen. Putting them in a cube is safe.

[Xiang Xiafei]: No? What did the anchor do? Why did the body suddenly disappear?

[Jingmu Yan]: It feels like the anchor has a lot of skills and props.

[Zhong Yingxun]: Do you think there is a possibility that the anchor has a special skill? As long as you touch the body of a dead player, you can get the skill props of the dead player. This can explain why the anchor has so many skill props. .

[Xi Hong]: Damn, it’s really possible.

[Chuyang]: I remember that there was a player who could obtain one of the opponent's skills by killing someone? If these two people join forces, wouldn't they be invincible?

Yan He returned his gaze to the swing.

The doll that had been stabbed once turned into a normal person with the size of a girl, still swinging on the swing as if no one was around.

Yan He cut off the watch next to him with a knife and gained a point.

"Sissi?" she called to the girl.

The girl put her toes on the ground and stopped the swing.

She let go of the swing rope, spread out her hands, pinched it again, repeated several times, and finally said: "My hands are itchy, I really want to make a doll."

Yan He pointed at Zhao Fengliang: "How about making him a doll?"

The flesh on Zhao Fengliang's face trembled, and the girl Qianxi already shook her head: "It's too ugly, don't want it."

"I want the doll materials that my father specially prepared for me."

As she said that, she held the swing rope and continued to swing.

When Yan He spoke to her again, she still repeated those words.

It seems that we still need to explore the other three rooms to get more clues.

When Yan He was about to go back upstairs, he glanced at two people with limited mobility.

"Zhao Fengliang, that prop you just had was pretty good." Yan He smiled half-heartedly, "Give me one."

One is worth 10,000 thriller coins, why don’t you grab it!

When Zhao Fengliang was about to talk about the terms, Yan He's voice suddenly turned cold: "When I talk to you calmly, you'd better obey me."

After looking at the few 20,000 thriller coins he had left, Zhao Fengliang gritted his teeth and bought one.

[Myogenic Pill] fell on the grass. Yan He picked it up and patted Zhao Fengliang on the head: "Boss, actually I meant it when I said I wanted to learn from you."

"Look, you will hypnotize players to transfer all props and horror coins to you, while I will simply hypnotize players to attack myself."

"On this point, I still want to learn more from you."

Zhao Fengliang felt a breath hanging in his throat, unable to come up or go down.

He stared at Yan He with splitting eyes, but he was afraid of angering her and getting killed.

He was full of anger and complaints, and couldn't help but think of a sentence his elders once scolded him for.

If you don’t learn the good things day by day, you will learn the bad ones!

Yan He threw the [Myogenic Pill] to Ai Zong: "If you eat it, just follow me with Zhao Fengliang. When the time comes, I will naturally let you go."

After Ai Zong took [Myogenic Pill] and grew his legs, he immediately kowtowed to Yan He three times: "Boss, you saved my life. Whatever you say will be whatever you say. From now on From today on, you are my boss!"

Yan He nodded, looked up and looked upstairs: "Get ready, we are going up."

Ai Zong immediately found a rope to tie up Zhao Fengliang and went to the garden with Yan He.

There are no doors or windows on the first floor, and the walls are smooth. There is nothing to lean on, so it is difficult to climb up.

Swish--

A window suddenly appeared on the wall on the first floor. The window was opened, and a man carefully leaned out half of his body from inside.

Behind him, there were two people standing with half of their heads popping out.

Yan He immediately recognized them. They were all people who came to the game together.