Horror Game: Sleeping during Live Broadcast at the Beginning

A striking barrage from the official appeared in Tang Ping's live broadcast room.

"The official analysis team is outside Dongcheng City, Tang Ping, please answer when you see it!!"

Audiences who were skeptical of the status quo were convinced.

However, the mobile phone that can now be contacted with Tang Ping is in the hands of the plague doctor, and it is unlikely that it will take the initiative to hand it over to Tang Ping.

Moreover, Tang Ping's gaze always looked at the dark fourth floor, as if he was thinking about something.

He raised his legs and stepped on a step and paused: "There is something strange in this, don't follow..."

The plague doctor immediately looked at the phone, but found that the screen was dark and could not see anything.

The third floor of the nice apartment is a little more dusty than the second floor, but there are still frequent traces of people walking in the middle of the aisle.

One of the doors quietly opened, and a pair of bony eyes looked out.

When she saw the plague doctor, her eyes immediately lit up, and she pushed open the door and poked out half of her head.

Because this is a famous haunted place, Yang Wei has always been worried about observing the surroundings.

The door that opened quietly suddenly made his heart shiver.

Immediately after that, a girl suddenly poked out half of her head, causing him to stand upside down in fright.

The bald puppet on the side noticed it and looked over there.

The gray-white eyes flashed a strangeness.

"Master, there's a kid peeking at you over there..."

"Child?" The plague doctor looked away from his phone and in the direction the bald puppet was pointing.

The two glanced at each other in the air, and the plague doctor's eyes suddenly lit up: "I like female dolls in Xia..." "

Mr. Bird's Beak, can you be my playmate?" The

girl's voice was cold, and she was holding an old rag doll full of sewing marks.

The plague doctor smiled and walked over: "Female doll, the lack of playmates shows that you are lonely inside, which can easily induce autism..."

The bald puppet immediately followed.

Yang Wei, on the other hand, was still standing at the entrance of the stairs, but all normal people knew that it could never be an ordinary little girl.

He doesn't have the social of a plague doctor, and he doesn't want to die yet....

Seeing the two "new playmates" coming over, the little girl's smile overflowed her eyes.

A small hand took a person's hand and "invited" him into the room behind him.

"Wha-"

After the sound of the door closing, the entire third floor fell into a deathly silence.

Yang Wei looked around and couldn't help but shiver.

His gaze looked at the dark fourth floor from time to time, hoping that the lying god would come down quickly.

But nothing but the name of the nice apartment is wonderful....

Near the staircase, the room closest to him suddenly opened.

An old man in a black Zhongshan suit walked out from inside.

His eye sockets were sunken deep, and there were no eyeballs in the dark eye holes.

The exposed skin was covered with corpse spots, and the smell of decay could be smelled from far away.

Yang Wei's whole person seemed to be frozen, and he wanted to run but couldn't move his legs at all.

When people are extremely fearful, the muscles are in a state of hypoxia, resulting in rigidity and thus not being dominated by the brain.

Not even the sound can be made.

The old man in black walked a little stiffly, and kept getting closer to Yang Wei.

Just when Yang Weiwan was in ashes.

Downstairs, an unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared.

"Uncle, long time no see!" When

this voice appeared, Yang Wei suddenly felt that his whole body had regained consciousness.

A backpacking youth came into view.

He gave people a feeling like a spring breeze, but the shadows under his feet looked a little strange.

The man pushed the old man in black back into the room with a smile as he spoke, and then gently closed the door.

Yang Wei breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "Xie... Thank you!" The

backpack youth showed him a simple smile and patted Yang Wei's shoulder: "It's better that ordinary people come here less, although the neighbors are very kind... But not too friendly to outsiders.

Yang Wei was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes darkened.

The next moment, I found myself standing at the gate outside the beautiful apartment.

After seeing off Yang Wei, the backpack youth looked thoughtfully at the dark fourth floor: "Who ran there..."

He shook his head and sighed, stepped on the steps and disappeared into the darkness.

......

Dongcheng Taiwan Business Building.

Luo Xing looked around and exclaimed, "Beigong, we may really return to the real world!"

"If this were the real world, it would be a disaster..." Even

they have encountered several strange attacks along the way, and you can imagine the situation of the local residents.

The horror world and the real world coincide, and it is a disaster for the real world.

"Let's meet with the Holy Spirit first!" As

soon as the words fell, a strange man in rags suddenly rushed out from the side of the street.

Luo Xing's eyes suddenly shrunk: "Be careful!!"

He was covered in a layer of black armor, and rushed over with a black knife in his hand.

However, Beigong Yan waved his hand impatiently.

The ragged strange man suddenly stopped in place, and then began to self-harm...

Luo Xing almost forgot that Beigong Yan fused with the heart of domination and was able to control the monsters in the scene.

A little like this, she doesn't need to do it at all.

After Tang Ping's strengthening and improvement, the strength of his followers has obviously increased to a notch.

But this special copy is not only these weird, but also the executioner involved.

East City Boundary.

Qin Wu wanted to leave Dongcheng and go home, but found that a transparent barrier appeared in the border area.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not destroy it.

Then.

The bearded executioner walked out playing with the steel ball: "I didn't expect ... You little mouse is still an executioner in East Asia, do you still like the 'gift' I gave you just now?" Qin

Bu regretted holding the blood-colored scythe and turned around, his brows frowning slightly: "It's you foreign garbage again..." "

I hope you can still be so tough before you die!" The bearded executioner threw two steel balls hard.

"Boom-" "Boom-

"

Two explosions sounded one after another.

But with the experience of last time, Qin Wu regretted that he had already taken precautions.

Predictions have been made in advance.

With the blessing of the Shadow of Death, his attributes increased dramatically.

Wielding a blood-colored scythe, his body appeared behind the bearded executioner like a ghost.

Raise your scythe, like a Grim Reaper ready to reap life.

The bearded executioner also reacted extremely quickly, and immediately bent down to avoid the attack.

After Qin Wu regretted that he missed a blow, he immediately turned around and swung his scythe and slashed at the moment he landed.

The top executioners have emerged from the bloody battle, and the body's fighting instinct has been engraved into the blood.

The slow one who reacted long ago died in the trials of the executioner again and again....

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(PS: Thanks to Nie Zhongxing, who loves roast meat brown, for the big wave of gifts!)