I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

The eighth day of land reclamation · "How about, let's start with your heart first."

Arthur stood with his chest folded, looking at the screaming prison guards with an unchanged expression.

Rabbit Mao and Jiang Fang gasped: "I'll go, what are they doing? Bewitched?"

"Then it's still group self-mutilation?" Jiang Fang complained. He covered his ears, his teeth sore, "This attack is really dark, no wonder those prison guards were so frightened just now."

"Is someone listening to nursery rhymes on the walkie-talkie?" Rabbit Mao asked.

"The nursery rhymes I heard when I was young were not so scary." Jiang Fang rubbed the goose bumps on his arms twice, then turned to Feng Huai, "There must be something wrong with the nursery rhymes. Isn't it boss?"

As soon as he finished asking, he saw Feng Huai flitting out very quickly, rushing to one of the prison guards, strangling the guard's arm with one hand, and grabbing the other's wrist holding the pen with the other, with all his strength, There was a snap of a wrist dislocating.

Jiang Fang widened his eyes slightly in surprise, he didn't expect Feng Huai to attack those people.

Feng Huai covered his mouth and tilted his head and coughed twice, the action just now caused an invisible wound on his chest, which made his face turn pale again.

But he was sick and pale, and no one could tell the difference.

Soon, other unaffected prison guards around also reacted and rushed forward to help.

However, the prison guards controlled by the walkie-talkie were surprisingly powerful, and neither of the two adult men could suppress one of them, and the scene was chaotic and embarrassing.

Jiang Fang and the others watched the fire from a safe distance away, and it was even more impossible to help those prison guards.

Rabbit Mao opened his eyes wide in surprise, seeing Feng Huai easily and neatly restraining a prison guard, and seeing the mess of other people's place, he couldn't help but gasped.

He suddenly discovered that the man who looked sick and would be blown away by the wind was completely different from the surface.

"The warden! Here!" Someone yelled at the top of his voice.

Feng Huai let go of the prison guard who had no hands-on ability under him, and looked outside the door.

Yu Ci came in a hurry, and today he was wearing a very strict three-piece suit, which perfectly complemented his body proportions, and on his feet were a pair of beautiful dark brown Oxford shoes.

He strode towards the uncontrolled prison guards, unbuttoning the suit buttons and cuff buttons on his chest, looking like he just came back from somewhere.

Yu Ci's eyes flicked across Feng Huai and the prison guard in his hand, and paused for a second when they landed on the prison guard's dislocated hand joint.

"Prisoner! I can't hold back!"

An uncontrolled prison guard used his body to forcefully push away the two adult men who were pressing on him, then raised his arms high, and suddenly wanted to insert the pen vertically into his ear.

Jiang Fang looked at it from a distance, and said coolly: "Ah, with this angle and strength, I didn't hold back my hands at first glance. I think the ear holes will be torn. Tsk, I can't bear to watch."

He said so, but his eyes were still staring in that direction with great interest.

Yu Ci's eyes sank, he turned around abruptly, and approached behind the prison guard, just like Feng Huai. After restraining the other's range of actions, he swiftly removed the man's wrist.

Rabbit Mao let out an "ah" and widened his eyes in surprise: "The warden's movements are exactly the same as the newcomer's!"

It was almost as if it had been carved out of a mold.

Jiang Fang also noticed it. He scratched the back of his head and looked at his roommate suspiciously.

This kind of attack move is not common, and it cannot be said to be a coincidence, it is a perfect copy.

"What a coincidence, I think it's from the same school." Rabbit Mao said casually.

"A policeman and a bandit, how dare you say that they are from the same school?" Jiang Fang rolled his eyes.

While the two were chatting, Yu Ci had already killed all the other prison guards who were out of control.

uniform.

There were four adult men lying on the ground, moaning in pain, groaning and writhing. The right hand that used to hold the pen hangs down feebly. The porcelain white floor tiles are covered with clusters of blood-splashed flowers.

Feng Huai frowned and stared at Yu Ci. When Yu Ci came over, he asked, "Who are you?"

He could see most clearly that Yu Ci's moves, every punch and kick carried his shadow, and it was impossible for anyone to do it.

"You can find out the answer yourself." Yu Ci said, lowering his voice, "Actually, all you need to know is that I will always be by your side."

The originally meticulous, hairsprayed hairstyle was slightly messed up by the fight, and a strand of slightly long bangs hung down, half covering his eyes.

"Your complexion is very bad, and you will go to the infirmary for an examination later." He said.

Feng Huai didn't answer.He will not go to the infirmary, and the infirmary will not be able to check his problem, it will not help.

Yu Ci was like a roundworm in Feng Huai's stomach. He tore off his crooked tie, and the collar of his shirt stood in a mess, and said, "Or I'll check it for you."

Feng Huai frowned: "Got it."

There was a little smile in Yu Ci's eyes, he quickly looked away, and ordered his subordinates: "Take these people on the ground to the infirmary, and the others continue to eat. At 03:30, all the prisoners will gather in the open space of the playground."

"Roger that!"

Yu Ci glanced at the walkie-talkie on the ground again. The nursery rhyme singing stopped at some point. He frowned slightly and said, "There are still these walkie-talkies, get rid of them."

"Head of the prison, what should we do?" A prison guard asked, he didn't even want to touch that thing, for fear that if he touched it, he would be as possessed as those colleagues.

There is more than one person who thinks like him.

Yu Ci said impatiently: "Burn, bury, smash and lock up, do you want me to demonstrate them one by one?"

"No need!" Feeling the anger of the warden coming to his face, the prison guard shivered and said hastily.

Yu Ci glanced at the time on the watch, said nothing more, turned and left in a hurry.

Looking at Yu Ci's back, Feng Huai became even more certain that Yu Ci should be an old friend of his, but he didn't know why the other party had to hide it.

He heard several prison guards murmuring that the warden had returned in time.

"Fortunately, the warden came back early, otherwise these people would be finished. They can't even press it."

"Isn't it? By the way, where did the warden go today? I don't usually see him wearing it like this."

"I heard it was going to the hearing. It seems to be about the crime scene that the warden destroyed before."

"Oh……"

Jiang Fang waved to Feng Huai from a distance.

Feng Huai didn't listen to the whispers of the prison guards anymore, he walked to Jiang Fang's side in a leisurely manner, and queued up to continue the unfinished meal just now.

Jiang Fang quickly posted it, and asked in a low voice: "What did the warden tell you just now? Did he pick on you? I saw you making a bad face at the warden. I'm afraid he might do something to you."

"No." Feng Huai touched his face and said, "He just asked me to go to the infirmary for a checkup."

Jiang Fang was shocked, the warden actually cared about people?

Arthur watched coldly from the side, and Sensen said, "You are helping the prison guard."

Feng Huai glanced at him indifferently, not paying attention to Arthur's words at all, let alone responding.

Jiang Fang swallowed his saliva, smoothed things over and said: "How can this be called help..."

Arthur snorted coldly, and suddenly punched Jiang Fang hard.

Unprepared, Jiang Fang fell to the ground in pain, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, and blood gushed out from between his fingers.

"I'm talking to him!" Arthur began. "What the hell are you talking about?"

A flash of hatred and aggrieved flashed in Jiang Fang's eyes. He clenched his fist tightly, hiding a sharpened screw between his fingers, revealing a faint smile.

The luster of silk metal.

But after a few seconds, he withdrew his hand again, and still didn't say anything, sitting on the ground without saying a word.

Soon a prison guard came over, pulled Jiang Fang up, and dragged him to a corner, cursing and making trouble.

Arthur looked at Feng Huai, and continued what he said earlier, and said in a dark tone: "It seems that you didn't think about what I told you earlier."

"I've thought about it." Feng Huai interrupted him, and he said casually, taking the lunch box from the dining window, "I haven't thought about who I'm going to line up with, I'm pretty good myself."

Arthur scowled.

"Then I hope you won't regret it."

Feng Huai let out a "Puchi", the number of times he was threatened was so pitiful that when he was threatened seriously, he actually thought it was a little funny.

"Threatening words are repeated over and over again, as if there is nothing new." Feng Huai said, he turned around, his eyes were calm but deep, looking straight into Arthur's eyes, "I hope your small actions will be more interesting than your threats. "

Arthur's face became even uglier. He took a deep look at Feng Huai, then turned his head and left.

The rabbit fur beside him followed Arthur out of the cafeteria without tears, without even eating.

Feng Huai took the meal, found an empty table and sat down, slowly chewing the unappetizing meal.

"The fate of pissing off Arthur is more terrible than the fate of pissing off the prison guards here, tsk." The prisoner at the next table said.

"The only way to survive is to hug the warden's thigh tightly."

"Or pray for a miracle like lightning like last time to come again."

"Seriously, did the thunder last time have something to do with that?"

"You mean the rumor? If the rumor is true, there won't be so many panic cases."

"What rumors what rumors?"

"Tsk, I'm talking about a number of people in the death row prison, who can't be controlled by the wardens of the past generations. He is said to be a prisoner here, but he is actually more like the guardian of this place. If any prisoner or prison guard violates the rules, He will be targeted by him, like the adjudicator who maintains the fairness here. But no one has ever seen him. Especially, I have been here for so long, and I have seen nothing fair. The so-called legend may be Which old prisoner made it up to trick the newcomers..."

"..."

The discussions at the next table faded away.

Feng Huai finished his meal quietly by himself, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked to the prison guard standing aside: "I'm going to the infirmary."

The prison guard glanced at Feng Huai, probably reminded by the warden, he nodded and took Feng Huai to the infirmary to report without objection.

In the infirmary, Jiang Fang obediently sat on a chair and asked the nurse to stop the bleeding.

When he saw Feng Huai approaching, he greeted him wearily.

"Afterwards, Arthur didn't do anything to you, did he?" Jiang Fang asked.

Feng Huai took a look at Jiang Fang's nose. Except for some swelling, it was fine, and the nasal bone was not broken.

He responded casually, and did not tell Jiang Fang about Arthur's threats.

"Oh, you're the new one, right? I know you, the warden ordered you to come for a full-body examination." The doctor in a white coat raised his glasses and looked at Feng Huai, "Then please sit down." , where should I start?"

"Why not, let's start with your heart," said the doctor.

Feng Huai's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly looked up at the other party, only to see the doctor smiling at him harmlessly, holding routine examination tools in his hand, as if everything was normal.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-0101:04:27~2020-11-0120:14:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 18 bottles of happiness when I see the Chichen update;

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