Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

"It's you." The man in the room first looked at Yan He in the front, and then moved his eyes back.

As soon as she entered the game, Yan He threatened to join Feiying, and everyone present was impressed by her.

The system had just reported the deaths of two people in succession. He thought that Ai Zong and Yan He were both dead, but he didn't expect that she was still standing here, which was a bit unexpected.

Ai Zong and Zhao Fengliang were almost blocked by Yan He and neither made a sound. The man couldn't see everything, but he could roughly guess who it was and stood aside to leave a space.

"Is Mr. Zhao Fengliang behind you? My name is An Jun. We have made a major discovery and want to discuss it with you."

Yan He glanced at the three of them and took the lead in climbing through the window and walking in: "What's going on?"

As soon as she left, Ai Zong and Zhao Fengliang were revealed behind them.

Zhao Fengliang was tied up with five flowers and thrown on the ground casually. When Ai Zong saw Yan He go in, he twisted the rope, lifted Zhao Fengliang and threw it into the window, and then rolled in himself.

An Jun's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at Zhao Fengliang with trembling fingers: "What, what's going on?"

Was he hallucinating?

Why do you see Zhao Fengliang, who is so murderous, being picked up casually like a tied hairy crab and thrown to the other side?

Yan He explained seriously: "This is Zhao Fengliang from Flying Eagle. Aren't you looking for him?"

Hearing Yan He's words, An Jun was speechless.

Of course he knew that this was Zhao Fengliang, but the key was how could Zhao Fengliang be like this?

An Jun's companions Xie Wanmiao and Li Qiyi also looked over curiously.

Xie Wanmiao glanced at Yan He and the others: "I remember there are three more people in your team, right? Where have they gone?"

If they saw Zhao Fengliang like this, they would definitely tear Yan He and Ai Zong to pieces!

Yan He sighed and wiped away the non-existent tears:

"Only now do I realize that Flying Eagle is actually a Bodhisattva organization. Boss Zhao Fengliang took pity on Ai Zong and I. He did everything himself and eliminated all dangers for us."

"The poor guy was badly injured, and his three companions also died on the way."

"Even so, the boss still insists on exploring the way for us, which is so touching!"

An Jun, Xie Wanmiao, and Li Qiyi: "Huh?"

How could Zhao Fengliang, who had always been aloof and condescending, endure such teasing? He growled in a low voice, squeezing out a voice from between his teeth: "Don't bully others too much!"

[Qin Changxing]: Hahaha, I’m laughing so hard! The anchor is so funny.

[Danxiao]: Look at Zhao Fengliang’s face, it’s red and black with anger!

[Qin Zhanying]: After all the fun, all the fun is all over, I advise the host to kill Zhao Fengliang as soon as possible to avoid future troubles.

[Ha Wenhui]: Speaking of the host torturing Zhao Fengliang like this, will the people from Feiying take revenge on the host?

[Gong Junnian]: Definitely. Fei Ying is not a soft persimmon. After being slapped in the face like this, he will definitely regain his place. Of course, if the anchor chooses to join Feiying to fill Zhao Fengliang's position, I estimate that Feiying will immediately forget the hatred and welcome the anchor to join.

[Feng Fan]: Damn it, is this organization so ruthless?

[Lu Yin]: Do you think there is a possibility that the anchor is here for this?

[Jian Zhishan]: I don’t feel like it.

[Shu Yimei]: +1

Hearing Zhao Fengliang's voice, Yan He put down his hand and looked at him with surprise: "Boss, can you speak now?"

Zhao Fengliang looked at Yan He warily.

I was filled with hatred and fear.

When did he stop talking?

What does this bastard want to do?

Yan He walked towards Zhao Fengliang and explained to An Jun and others.

"You don't know that the boss accidentally injured his tongue while eliminating danger and has been unable to speak."

While speaking, Yan He held Zhao Fengliang's chin with one hand and cut out Zhao Fengliang's tongue with a knife in the other.

Yan He groaned and said with a sad face: "Oh, the boss hasn't recovered yet, so I'm afraid he can't speak. It's okay, boss, I will help you convey your thoughts."

She threw away her tongue with a smile and stuffed two blood-restoring pills into Zhao Fengliang.

goo-dong-

An Jun and the other three swallowed in shock.

After "taking care of" Zhao Fengliang, Yan He turned his attention back to Anjun and the others: "By the way, do you have anything to do with the boss? The boss just told me that he is very willing to go through fire and water for everyone."

Zhao Fengliang roared, seeming to be retorting.

"This..." Xie Wanmiao scratched her head.

"That's it..." Li Qiyi clenched his hands into fists and coughed twice.

Their eyes moved to Anjun in unison.

An Jun was silent for a second, then suddenly laughed twice: "Haha, it's okay. It's just that we suddenly saw you when we were exploring this room just now, so we came to say hello."

"It's really nothing, haha!"

"That's it, let's go explore the next room, bye!"

An Jun took the two of them and left in a hurry.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Li Qiyi couldn't wait to speak: "Then we still..."

"Shut up!" Xie Wanmiao slapped Li Qiyi, "Where does all the nonsense come from?"

Then the three of them fell silent and walked farther and farther away.

Yan He glanced outside the door in surprise.

It seemed that these three people were aware of the existence of [auditory enhancement] and stopped talking as soon as possible.

Yan He went out and took a look. This room was the fourth room, which happened to be in the right corridor like the second room.

Perhaps that's why there is a window connecting to the garden.

The room was a living room, and the walls were covered with pictures of the same woman.

The woman is very beautiful, about twenty years old, with a delicate face, a high nose, and a graceful curve at the corner of her mouth.

Her figure is extremely graceful, wearing a long red dress, like a blooming flower, blooming unique charm on the stage.

There is also a photo frame on the coffee table. In the photo, it is still the woman, holding flowers and smiling happily.

There are two lines of text behind the photo.

Juanxiu's handwriting reads: Life is like a flower, but I will never allow my beauty to be as short-lived as the flowering period.

But the correct handwriting only wrote four words: I love Yue Qi.

If several rooms can be connected, then this woman, Yue Qi, should be Sissi's mother.

Perhaps because he wasted too much time in the first two rooms, Yan He did not find the [violating items] in this room.

The corridor was quiet. Except for Pei Ze's body lying at the door of the first room, Yan He saw no one else.

Yan He put Pei Ze's body into the cube and entered the third room.

The third room is also a bedroom, which should be the room of the host and hostess.

Like the living room, the bedroom walls are covered with pictures of Yue Qi.

There are not only photos of teenage years and pregnancy, but also photos of a family of three.

But in one of the group photos, Sissi is in her twenties, her father is in his forties or fifties, and Yue Qi still looks young in her twenties.

She and Sissi look like two sisters.

Although the two look nothing alike.

This photo is completely [violating].