Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

Stimulated by the strong light, Yan Shaoqing couldn't help closing his eyes. When he opened them again, no matter whether it was the mysterious man or the black mist in midair, they had completely dissipated and turned into nothingness.

"Bang bang bang!"

While in a trance, the door of the room was knocked vigorously, and even more noisy cicadas sounded outside the door, one after another, in an endless stream.

Yan Shaoqing quickly tidied up the clothes messed up by the six-handed man, got up and asked, "Who?"

"It's me, Mu Chenlong." Mu Chenlong's eager roar passed through the door, "I don't know why the cicadas in everyone's hands are screaming, are you okay?"

The cicada in Yan Shaoqing's hand was different from other people's. When this kind of horrific phenomenon happened, Mu Chenlong couldn't help but feel even more worried.

To be honest, something serious almost happened, but luckily it was interrupted by Yin Chan, so there was no danger.

Yan Shaoqing calmed down and said softly, "I didn't..."

"Crash..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of the lake water turbulently came in from the window.

Yan Shaoqing glanced sideways at the window.

The stagnant lake shrouded in darkness is like a pot of boiling water boiling violently, and pieces of water hyacinths float back and forth on the water surface like dancing ghost claws.

Hundreds of heads climbed up along the shore of the lake, with loose hair and covered with dark green seaweed. Their rotten faces were swollen and white by the lake water. Two black giant pliers protruded from the inside, opened and closed, and the two teeth collided with each other, making a continuous "clicking" sound.

Under their necks, there are six long and slender legs like cicada monkeys. The two forelimbs are raised and the tops are bent, like two sharp sickles. A transparent viscous liquid was dragged out all the way.

Two of the heads were less rotten, and it could be seen from the outline that they were the heads of Xu Ruyan and He Buwei.

Those human-headed monsters rushed out like shrimp soldiers and crabs, and surrounded the narrow bamboo building in an instant.

Yan Shaoqing saw the appearance of those monsters clearly, and the system sound rang in his mind.

[System prompt: The programmer's design manual has included monster entries, decapitated ghouls. 】

[Monster Name: Decapitated Ghoul]

[Attack method: kiss of severed head, sickle hand]

[Weakness: Unknown]

[After activating the administrator key, it can be edited at any time. 】

Yan Shaoqing locked the open window, went to the door and opened the door, and said in a deep voice to Mu Chenlong who was outside the door with a panicked face: "I'm afraid something really happened now."

He let Mu Chenlong enter the house, and locked the door again.

Mu Chenlong didn't know the situation, so he followed Yan Shaoqing to the window in doubt, lowered his head and looked down, his mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

Those swarming human heads are crowding and climbing up the bamboo building at this moment, rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and covering the windows on the first floor.

The black teeth were as sharp as knives and as hard as iron. When they hit the transparent glass window hard, the fragile window glass was instantly shattered into pieces.

And those hideous heads also poured into the bamboo building through the broken windows.

"what!"

Terrible screams came from downstairs.

The room on the first floor was small, and the head of the bed was just under the window. It was probably some unlucky guy who failed to escape in time, and was clicked by these ghosts and became a decapitated soul.

Mu Chenlong ran to the second floor to check ahead of time because he was worried about Yan Shaoqing's safety, but escaped unharmed.

The quick-reactive player escaped from the room before the decapitated ghoul broke through the window, but was horrified to find that the window of the living room was also broken by monsters, and a large wave of monsters had poured into the room, like a tumbling black and green tide The crowd kept approaching, blocking the way to the gate.

Several players tried to forcefully break through, but were killed by the swarming monsters, leaving their heads in different places.

Most of the experienced players who can compete with the ghosts for a short time are experienced players, and they quickly deduce that those ghosts that look like cicada monkeys are stalking their prey for the chirping of the black cicada on the back of their hands.

Surrounded by ghosts, the player gradually became exhausted. In desperation, he took out a sharp weapon, gritted his teeth and cut to the back of his hand, trying to gouge out the black cicada mark directly.

But the black cicada on the back of their hand seemed to be alive, the cicada sank into the flesh, dug out one layer and then fell to the next layer, until it was carved into the bare/exposed white hand bone.

Zhou Zeyan was also forced into a corner by these monsters. Seeing that he was about to be unable to resist, his heart sank and he made a decisive decision. He raised the shiny silver boning knife with his left hand and slashed at the wrist of his right hand.

"Crack!"

The severed hand fell to the ground, and the black cicada on the back of the hand turned into a plume of black smoke, which disappeared in an instant.

And those human-headed monsters that surrounded Zhou Zeyan seemed to have suddenly lost their target. They circled around in a daze for a few times, then quickly changed direction and continued to besiege other players.

Zhou Zeyan stopped the blood from the severed hand with healing props, looked towards the gate blocked by piled monsters, his eyes sank, and immediately ran towards the stairs.

Seeing that Zhou Zeyan escaped successfully, the other players followed suit one after another in order to save their lives. They raised their knives and cut off their right hands, and ran towards the stairs.

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Yan Shaoqing knew early on that the exit to the first floor was blocked, and the monsters surrounded outside the building surrounded him for several meters, and it was impossible to escape easily by jumping out of the window. He couldn't help but caressed the red kit hanging on his waist.

Compared to Yan Shaoqing's leisurely attitude, Mu Chenlong couldn't calm down at all, he paced back and forth in the room with big strides, as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Not long after, a series of panicked footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Presumably, the players who survived on the first floor realized that they could not break through the encirclement of ghosts from the main entrance, so they could only escape to the second floor along the stairs.

Zhou Zeyan was the first to rush up to the second floor, ran all the way to the door at the end of the corridor, and frantically knocked on Yan Shaoqing's door with his left hand.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Open the door, open the door!"

Yan Shaoqing walked to the door and opened it calmly.

He was quite sure that even if he didn't open the door, the players outside the door who were eager to survive would eventually break the door open with brute force and force their way in.

Seeing the door open, Zhou Zeyan and the dozen or so players who followed rushed in in a swarm. The player who ran last did not forget to lock the door again, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Yan Shaoqing stood by the door, silently watching these surviving players, all of whom were disabled soldiers who had cut off their right hands.

The high-level players who have special props to stop bleeding and pain are fine, but the low-level players who don't have medical props can only rely on their own willpower ninjas, all of them pale in pain and sweating.

"What should we do? We are surrounded." Zhang Wenjie looked at Zhou Zeyan in horror, his eyes full of despair, "There are so many monsters, if you can't escape, you will die."

"What are you afraid of? We are no longer the target of those monsters." Zhou Zeyan snorted coldly, his face was tense, his eyes swept across the other players in the room, and his left hand subconsciously touched the rattle on his waist, "What's more Those ghosts couldn't kill everyone on the first day."

In order to prevent the player group from destroying too quickly and affecting the viewing experience, the system has an upper limit on the number of deaths every day.

Zhou Zeyan is now only sure that Cicada is the number one death pick, but who knows if those beheaded ghouls will continue to hunt down the remaining players after killing all the players who have not broken their hands.

In case it really came to a time of life and death, just push a few players out to let the group of ghosts kill them for fun. After killing enough, he will naturally be safe.

The tranquility on the second floor didn't last long, and within a few seconds, there was a piercing sound of climbing up the stairs with a sharp weapon scraping, and the sound was so loud that the entire bamboo building trembled slightly.

Since those decapitated ghouls can climb into the first floor through the window, it is not difficult to climb up the stairs to the second floor. Hiding in the room on the second floor is not a long-term solution, it is just delaying the time of death.

"Those ghosts must be coming for you two." Zhou Zeyan looked at Yan Shaoqing and Mu Chenlong with a gloomy expression, and said coldly, "For the safety of all of us, you have only two choices now, or cut off the Right hand, or leave the room by yourself, don't implicate others."

The ghost's teeth grinding sound was very loud, echoing throughout the bamboo building, almost drowning out the cicadas from Yan Shaoqing and Mu Chenlong's hands.

The other players didn't notice for a while because they were too panicked and everyone was in danger, and they had no time to take care of others.

Now that Zhou Zeyan mentioned it, eyes fell on the intact right hands of Yan Shaoqing and Mu Chenlong, their expressions changed drastically, and they all followed suit.

"You two cut off your hands quickly!" Zhang Wenjie's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and he stamped his feet anxiously, urging in shock and fear, "Losing your hand is better than losing your life, let alone after clearing the game It can still be recovered."

No matter how dull Mu Chenlong was, he could see at this moment that the black cicada on the back of his hand was definitely not a good thing. He raised the two-meter-long knife, turned his head sideways and closed his eyes tightly, and was about to swing the knife to chop it off. But he was grabbed by the other hand and stopped abruptly.

Mu Chenlong was startled, opened his eyes and saw that the person who stopped him was Yan Shaoqing.

"Don't worry, maybe we still have a third option." Yan Shaoqing's tone was calm, his expression unchanged, he turned his head and looked at the large wardrobe displayed in the room, "Let's hide in that wardrobe for now, just make sure The ghosts can’t hear the cicadas, so they should be safe.”

Mu Chenlong turned his head hesitantly, and glanced at the wardrobe that Yan Shaoqing was pointing at, his heart suddenly turned cold.

This looks like an ordinary wooden wardrobe, how strong is the sound insulation effect?

It is absolutely impossible for the voice hidden inside to hide from the ears of the group of ghosts, but it will become a turtle in the urn. When the ghosts really rush in, they can only be slaughtered.