Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

Through the transparent glass, Yan He saw the woman lying on the sofa and taking a nap. Deng Yonghui turned around and went to the lounge next to her.

After a while, the faint sound of water came from inside.

It was just right to separate.

Yan He took out the ketchup packet, patted it on his face and clothes, and scattered his hair.

[Yun Dongling]: What is the boss doing?

[Nian Wenxuan]: Do you want to pretend to be miserable or pretend to be a ghost?

[Fan Xingguang]: Let’s pretend to be a ghost. I feel like the boss is not someone who pretends to be miserable.

Considering that the people in the live broadcast room could only see her back, she deliberately pressed her index finger to the center of her lips, tilted the corners of her mouth upwards, and widened her eyes.

Then he suddenly turned the live broadcast screen to her face.

[Huang Xuan]: Oh, let me go. Who do you want to scare to death at noon?

[Gong Feiying]: Mom, why did the screen suddenly rotate? It’s hard to prevent it.

[Jiang Liang]: I feel like the boss did it on purpose.

[Yunbeijing]: Thank you for curing my hypotension.

Wearing hiking boots, Yan He stepped on the wall and hung upside down from the ceiling step by step.

Below her head is the sleeping woman.

Take out the piece of meat from your pocket.

Due to the hot summer, the frozen meat quickly thawed, leaving a pool of blood in the bag.

Yan He slowly dripped blood on the woman's face.

The woman hadn't woken up yet. She frowned and wiped her face. She seemed to smell blood and wanted to open her eyes.

Suddenly something soft hit her in the face.

"It's time to eat..." Yan He shouted softly.

The woman opened her eyes immediately, and was caught off guard by the eyes on the ceiling.

Messy hair, scarlet eyes, blood stains all over the body, the stinking smell of blood...

pat pat pat.

Just as she was about to scream, more pieces of flesh fell and hit her all over her body.

One piece just covered her open mouth.

The woman stood up hastily and spat out the piece of meat. Suddenly, she was slapped hard on the shoulder.

Yan He held her down, kneaded the rice into a ball, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Looking up close, the "female ghost" has a weird smile, crazy and playful eyes, and is so strong that you can't fight back.

The woman rolled her eyes and fainted.

"Remember, don't waste food next time."

Yan He kindly dragged her to the sofa, opened the door and went to the lounge.

[Kang Gangjie]: You have planned it for so long, just to say don’t waste food?

[Liu Xi]: It looks like the weird commercial I saw.

[Pan Qibo]: The boss seems to be having a lot of fun.

[Man Ying]: Suddenly I realized that the boss looks so beautiful and delicate, like a doll.

[Luqiu Yurou]: You only discovered it now. I discovered it when I looked at the back.

The bathroom light was on, the sound of water continued, and someone could be vaguely seen through the door.

The light switch is outside.

Yan He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pressed a red palm print on the switch.

The light went out, and Deng Yongxin's helpless voice immediately came from the bathroom: "Stop making trouble, what tricks do you want to play? Turn on the light."

Yan He didn't reply to him. He ran to the ceiling and squatted down, pouring the remaining blood on the door frame.

The blood seeped in naturally.

Deng Yongxin froze, turned off the shower, and moved to the door to see what was outside.

Yan He took two steps down, stood above the door frame, knelt down and knocked on the door.

From Deng Yongxin's perspective, something that looked like a human but not human suddenly appeared above the door and reached out to knock on the door.

At this time, he finally realized that something was wrong outside. When he wanted to lock the door, Yan He kicked the door open and walked in while standing upside down.

"what--"

Deng Yongxin yelled and punched subconsciously.

But for Yan He, the speed was the same as doing Tai Chi. She dodged the fist and stuffed the raw meat mixed with rice into Deng Yongxin's mouth.

Putting the kitchen knife against the tip of the other person's nose, Yan He said in a sharp voice: "Eat quickly, there are still two bites left."

Deng Yongxin suddenly became as cowardly as a grandson, chewing mechanically and swallowing it under Yan He's supervision.

After Yan He enthusiastically fed him two more mouthfuls, he knocked him unconscious with the flat surface of a kitchen knife before leaving.

When going down the stairs, she deliberately turned on the live broadcast again to appreciate her dress from multiple angles.

If there were not too few props and time was tight, she could have changed into clothes that fit the scene and put on a scarier makeup...

[Zu Jiarui]: What is the young lady doing with her pretty face? [cry]

[Zhan Yingtian]: She is a clay figurine made by Nuwa herself, and I am a clay figure thrown out by Nuwa with her whip.

[Ou Yefei]: Let’s talk about it. Big bosses still have some tricks to scare people.

Yan He reached out and twirled the ketchup on his clothes in disgust. It was inconvenient to wash up during the live broadcast.

Open the mall.

She now has 113 thriller coins, which can be exchanged for one of the most basic skills.

Yan He searched for a long time and found his favorite skill.

[Cleaning Technique]: Clean the entire body of the designated target. Cleaning targets include: dust, water, blood and other things attached to the clothes, with a 10% chance of including some negative things [? ? ? 】.

Cooldown time: one minute.

After the cleaning operation, Yan He returned to the park clean and tidy.

"You're back?" An Mei said in surprise, looking a little more happy, "That's great. In the past, people always refused to give me the lunch box. Yonghui helped me find it every time."

Yan He handed her the lunch box, and An Mei's nails instantly stretched out, hugging the lunch box tightly as if it were a rare treasure.

Yan He didn't know whether he should tell her about Deng Yonghui's cheating.

"I have to cook for Yonghui this afternoon. Can you help me deliver it again? It will be around five o'clock." She asked.

"Of course." Yan He agreed and decided to find some evidence before talking.

After all, from An Mei's perspective, they are a sweet couple.

An Mei reported the address of the next meeting, rubbed the crutch beside her and stood up.

After saying hello to Yan He, he slowly left.

But Yan He saw that there was an eyeball embedded in the crutch. The eyeball swayed rapidly and finally stopped in the direction of Yan He.

Staring at her.

Until An Mei took away the crutches and walked away.

It was now past 12 noon, and Yan He was walking towards the museum while browsing the chat area.

[Ning Ya]: I’m cooking in the kitchen now. Does anyone want to eat?

[Liu Xiangqian]: Me.

[Ding Caiying]: I'll be at the museum soon. I'm here to help.

When he returned to the third floor, Liu Xiangdong was standing in Yan He's area, looking at the doll intently.

"What are you doing? Coveting my exhibits?" Yan He glanced at him.

Liu Xiangdong snorted: "Who cares? My reward for exhibits is 90, which is much higher than yours."

Yan He: "Really? Then don't eat from the bowl and look into the pot."

Liu Xiangdong choked and walked away cursing.

The player in charge of the third room on the third floor came over and greeted Yan He shyly: "Hello, Mr. Yan He."

Yan He has never been called this before, especially since there are all famous players in this game.

However, this person is unfamiliar and seems to be a new player who has been involved.

"Hello." Yan He replied politely.