I conquer the hidden boss by brushing my face [Infinite Stream]

The footsteps were very steady at first, slowly and leisurely as if taking a walk.

But the moment he stepped on the carpet in the corridor, the unknown footsteps suddenly accelerated, with a series of muffled noises, they rushed straight to the gap in the door, and then stopped abruptly.

"Tuk Tuk."

Accompanied by the crisp knock on the door, the child trembled with fear in the corridor: "Yes, is there anyone? I'm so scared... help me, please?"

Hearing this recognizable voice, the strong man clenched the hammer in his hand, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly remembered that he had seen a young man lock the child into the safe house before he went upstairs, so the one in the corridor was probably fake.

After adjusting his mentality, he didn't move, and kept his breath at its weakest, so that even the fluff on his chest couldn't feel the flow of breath, and the cold air gradually covered with frost as he climbed up to the first floor.

In the dark corridor, only the ice surface on the first floor creaked, and the whining voice of the child floated.

"Is anyone there? It's really cold outside...I really want to go in..."

The voice of the child is gradually changing, like an old-fashioned radio that suddenly jumps the channel, and the sharp noise from the throat pollutes the human eardrum.

On the originally cute little face, the facial features gradually distorted, and the eyes stretched to an unbelievable length, like a keyhole in the middle of the temple, dark, with only two tiny pupils wandering freely between the gaps.

His icy hand covered the doorknob, forming a sheet of frost.

"I'm so scared...can you let me in?"

Slowly opening the concealed door, his elongated eyes looked in through the crack of the door, only to see the messy room under the incandescent lamp.

There was still a bit of human warmth in the room.

So he pushed open the door and walked in step by step.

Where he didn't notice, a transparent silk thread hidden in the carpet stuck to the bottom of his feet, and then the mechanism started!

"Boom—! Crash——!"

Hearing a series of loud noises, the brawny man couldn't help bursting with joy, knowing that the other party had been tricked!

But before his joy could be expressed on his face, a cold little hand grabbed his wrist, and the voice of resentment penetrated into his ears from below.

"Catch~I got~you~la~"

His body stiffened in an instant, and he lowered his head inch by inch, and saw the "boy" covered with bladed iron rods smiling at him, with three strange crescent moon slits dug out on his face, from which a steady stream of blood flowed out. A large pool of blood gathered at the feet of the two of them.

That hand was as if cast by ice, pouring bone-piercing coolness into the body through the pores, quickly freezing the strong man's blood, and making his arm unconscious.

Fortunately, the strong man's psychological quality is good, he quickly suppressed the panic in his heart, and swung the hammer in the other hand to hit the opponent.

"boom!"

The strong man exhausted all his strength, and his small head was smashed like a ripe watermelon. The hammer even went over the opponent's neck and hit the wall hard, leaving a fist-deep hole.

But even so, the little hand holding him was like an iron tongs, no matter how hard he smashed or kicked, it wouldn't move!

The "boy"'s pale spine stood up like a dead white centipede in the flesh and blood. After the aorta in the neck was broken, blood gushed out like a fountain, pouring over the face of the strong man and covering his vision with bright red.

damn it!what to do! ?

His vision was blurred, more and more uneasiness and fear surged into his heart, and the brawny man's brain went blank for a moment.

But he quickly regained his senses, raised the hammer, aimed it at his wrist and smashed it down!

"Oh!"

The wrist bone was broken, the strong man bit his lips tightly to suppress the scream, and raised the hammer again.

In the extreme cold and darkness, only a dim light from the corridor peeped in through the crack of the door, illuminating the pool of blood on the ground like a river, the headless child standing stiffly, and the man who crazily smashed his own wrist bone.

The strong man regretted that he was holding a blunt weapon instead of a blade. His wrist bones were smashed and his flesh was connected. He still couldn't pull out his hand to escape from here, and he was already dying of pain.

Except that the walls have ears, the things he exchanged are all physical props, which are prohibited by the system!

He always thought that as long as he had enough weapons, he could face any danger, but he never expected to encounter such a situation where the use of physical props was prohibited.

But if he doesn't use it, he will definitely die here!

At this moment, the strong man heard the opening and closing of the broken upper and lower jaws on the ground, and a cold and treacherous sound penetrated into his brain——

"The first trophy, I accept it..."

The cold and distorted tone broke the psychological defense line, and the fear of death pierced the heart instantly. The strong man finally took the risk and threw away the hammer.

Props, holy spring water!

A glass bottle containing a silver liquid appeared in his hand, the strong man bit off the cork with his teeth, and threw it all at the headless corpse in front of him!

...

third floor.

"Da da da……"

There was the sound of running in the corridor, and the nerves of the two people in the room tensed instantly.

Si Ming took off his glasses, lowered his head to hide the red light in his eyes under his eyelashes, and said softly to Yuanwei, who was beside him with his legs crossed, "That thing is here."

"Yeah." Iris nodded, swung her ponytail behind her chest, and opened the door with her long legs.

The moment the door opened, a white-haired boy with scorched marks and blood on his face suddenly jumped into her arms, trembling with fear, crying in his throat: "Auntie, save me, save me!" I'm so scared...I'm so scared..."

His shivering appearance resembled a white milk cat crying for food, and his fragile appearance could arouse the sympathy of most people.

"Aunt?"

Iris tilted her head, her hands resting on the boy's shoulders seemed a little dazed, and the half-meter-long ponytail drooped along with her movements, sweeping across the boy's face, dazzled the other's eyes for a moment.

However, the next moment when the vision was clear, the boy saw the warm yellow wall behind him.

Huh?what happened?

The cervical spine was broken and the neck lost its support. The "boy"'s head slowly drooped, and then the whole person fell to the ground.

Easily breaking the "boy"'s neck, Iris looked at the "corpse" on the ground and said with a smile: "I really hate children the most, remember, call me sister next time..."

The next words "boy" could no longer be heard. After his neck was broken, he turned into a puddle of stinky blood and squirmed on the ground, as if he was about to condense again.

Lifting her leg and stepping on the bloody water, Iris didn't care about the bright red splashed on her face, and said with a smile, "Is it so weak? It's not fun." Under the dim lights in the corridor, her face with her head bowed against the light was full of excitement. smile.

For some reason, the flesh and blood crushed by her seemed to have been severely injured, without the arrogance of just now.

"Crack-crack-crack-crack!"

The blood condensed again and again, and the soles of the shoes were crushed again and again. Iris looked at the chaotic and tragic scene on the ground, and the excitement in her eyes became more and more intense.

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from the room behind him, and the glass coffee table seemed to be broken!

There is only Si Ming in the room, how can he fight?

She stopped and turned around suddenly, and saw the mess in the living room, two "commanders" clamped each other, and two identical fruit knives were pressed between their throats.

The two looked at Iris at the same time, and said in unison: "She is fake!"

The hair of the two delicate women was disheveled because of the fight just now, and there were many scars on their necks and arms from the knife. The scarlet blood stains on their snow-white skin added a touch of evil charm to them.

Iris raised her eyebrows and leaned against the door frame with her feet on flesh and blood, with a frivolous expression: "It's really rare for beautiful women to fight."

"Don't talk nonsense, she is fake, kill her."

One of the "Si Ming" spoke coldly, the scarlet in his eyes couldn't be hidden, like two bright red lanterns lit up in the dark night, emitting a strange light.

Seeing the red color, Iris instantly discerned who was real and who was fake. She wiped off the flesh and blood on the soles of her shoes, and walked towards the other "Siming".

But who knows that the other one also said: "Yiwei, see who is the real one." After the words fell, her eyes also lit up scarlet, and even brighter, like red wine poured into a glass, shining brightly against the tall figure in front of her .

The movement stopped, and Iris rubbed her heels on the carpet at the door, squinting her eyes in silence.

At this time, footsteps sounded in the corridor again.

The brawny man rushed forward holding his bloody wrist, and shouted loudly, "Be careful with that child!"

"The child is dead, is there anything else?" Iris raised her hand, not even bothering to give him a look: "If it's nothing, don't bother me."

The strong man froze for a moment, then looked down and saw that the flesh and blood on the ground was weak.

Iris does not have the ability to distinguish between real and fake like Siming, and her ability to observe and think is only at the level of ordinary people who is inclined to attack. Therefore, when she starred in the same movie as Siming for the first time, she stared at him. The opposing brain offers cooperation.

Just when she was trying to distinguish through the details of the movements, one of the "Si Ming" suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Be careful!"

At the same time, a strong wind rushed to the back of her head!

She reacted instantly, squatted down to dodge, and at the same time stretched out her legs and ruthlessly swept the bottom of the strong man behind her!

With a muffled sound, the strong man fell to the ground unsteadily, and the hammer in his hand flew behind him.

"Si Ming" who gave a loud reminder also activated his skills at the same time, and the scarlet light in his eyes flourished.

Skills, command the overall situation!

Everything in the world was frozen and magnified in her eyes, and her brain became a super-high-speed processor, collecting and analyzing all the information, and then finding the weaknesses of the fakes around her!

With a twist of the wrist, a sharp fruit knife pierced the back of the neck of the woman beside her, and then slid all the way down!

"Stab!"

The fragile flesh of the spine was cut open smoothly, and Si Ming pulled out the sharp long bone, his eyes were icy cold.

...

9th floor.

With quick hands and feet, Jiang Fuyue quickly posted the kitchen, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

There is only a small window in the bathroom, on the right side of the sink.

He raised his hand to stick the talisman, and he caught a glimpse of a figure in the mirror from the corner of his eye, and said without thinking too much, "Have you finished the sticking?"

"Ah."

Shen Duxian's voice came from behind, very close, the hot wind from his mouth was almost blowing into his ears, causing goose bumps on his hands.

He turned around and pushed the person away, rubbed his ears and said impatiently: "Speak as you speak, don't get so close."

Shen Duxian chuckled lightly: "Are you still shy?"

"I do not have."

As soon as the voice fell, another "Shen Duxian" poked his head out from the living room: "No way, I'm still five or six meters away from you...fuck, what is this?!"

"Shen Duxian" in the bathroom was also taken aback, stepped back half a step and said, "Fuck, who are you?"

Looking at the two identical people in front of her, Jiang Fuyue clenched the talisman paper in her hand with a solemn face.

He kicked away "Shen Duxian" who was closest to him, and said in a cold voice with an undeniable sternness: "Get out!"

the author has something to say

I still want to add more 800 nutrient solution on weekends (to lie down), it seems that I can’t do it

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