Men of NPCs [Unlimited Streaming]

After the water was cut off, Xun Mei carefully helped him to lie on the bed, and then turned around to open the wardrobe alone, and saw the girl's father who had been tortured for many days inside without accident.At first, the ghost pretended to howl and attack, but after being beaten for two days, now it can only shrink its limbs with its bare buttocks in trembling.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, so be honest." Xun Mei picked up the cloth rope that tied him yesterday, and almost ordered the male ghost to tie himself up. When he flung himself into the closet, he struggled only symbolically, and was soon subdued, curled up to die.

Xun Mei has always been thoughtful and thoughtful, knowing that victory is in sight and it is easier to fall short. He carefully carried the broken water into the closet first, and then took the bare butt naked man tied into rice dumplings out of the closet, and pressed him on the mahjong chair.

For a moment, the two adulterers and prostitutes on the left and right of the table looked at each other with tears in their eyes, shaking like quails.

Mr. Wang, who had been resting on his waist from the beginning to the end, seemed to have expected something. Trembling with excitement at this moment, Xun Mei took it off his back waist, and wiped Mr. Wang's black eyes with clean fingertips. blood stains.

On the seat to the west that had been vacant for a long time, slowly stood a doll only thirty centimeters high. The hands and feet were of different colors, and the dilapidated body was covered with patches. The bottomless abyss of soul annihilation.

After putting Mr. Wang on it, Xun Mei retreated to the side, watching the surrounding area was instantly covered by thick fog, the only light source was the mahjong table in front of him, and on the east seat appeared a person Xun Mei had been waiting for for a long time. woman.

This time, she no longer has the ability to crack her mouth and laugh, and no longer can arbitrarily decide the life or death of the visitor. The girl's mother is full of horror and wants to escape from her favorite mahjong table, but wrist-thick vines grow out of the chair in an instant. Trapped her, tightened her, countless spikes pierced her skin and flesh, pierced her eyeballs like blisters, burrowed into her skull along the eye sockets, and came out of her mouth unscrupulously.

Her limbs were stretched into a large font by the thick vines, and then like a toy, they were dismantled bit by bit, first the left hand, the right hand, and then the feet. Finally, the naughty children got tired of playing with this fragmented old Doll, casually unscrewed her head.

Large streams of black and viscous blood gushed out, splashing all over the table and every mahjong tile.

The girl's father was scorched by the black blood, and every contact point gave off a burnt smell. He could not avoid it, howling like a wild boar, swallowing his last breath in endless pain.

Aunt Li didn't escape the catastrophe because she hid in the TV, but because she was hit by the broken body of the girl's mother, a large amount of blood splashed on the TV, and burned and evaporated in a high-pitched scream.

The belated judgment finally came, and all the sinners were mercilessly beheaded.

...Although in the eyes of Xun Mei, it is a large group of red and white mosaics. First, the east seat becomes a mosaic, then the south and north seats, and finally the eyes are full of mosaics. The sky is full of mosaics, the sky and the earth Run full of mosaics, only mosaics remain in the whole world.

Anyway, there is no atmosphere at all.

"...That's why I hate the underage protection system." Xun Mei pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed helplessly.

This massacre came and went quickly, sweeping through all the darkness like a storm, and then quietly faded away. The thick black mist has not been completely dissipated for a long time, but the dazzling sunlight has spread all over the place. The room, opened and closed to sweep away all the darkness and haze.

Xun Mei felt the warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time. It was so warm that he just wanted to stretch like a big cat, then expose his snow-white and fluffy belly under the sun, and sleep comfortably.

The indescribable feeling of oppression in the apartment disappeared like an ebb tide, and the only thing left was an ugly puppet, like a bear, like a cat, like a rabbit, but not like a dog, a pair of black glass beads. Embedded rigidly in the face, dilapidated, with patches everywhere, leaning crookedly in the chair cushion.

Xun Mei reached out to straighten it, but found that Mr. Wang couldn't sit upright no matter what posture he took. It was made by a little girl with poor craftsmanship.

At the end of this game, it fell down again, as if there was something supporting it, and now, those illusory things are pulled away, leaving only this little girl's gift, sealed in this apartment forever among.

[Game time: Day 5, 20:02]

[Number of survivors: 2 people]

[Game Objective Ⅰ: Survive (not completed)]

[Game Objective Ⅱ: Leave the apartment (not completed)]

Seeing the system flashing a series of text data in front of his eyes twice as a reminder, Xun Mei waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, I got it, what's the reminder?"

He turned around and went back to pick up the Sleeping Beauty in the bedroom, only to find that Gushuiliu had crawled out of the closet with difficulty, moved all the way to the door, and was holding the wall with one hand to breathe.

Xun Mei rushed to meet him, let Duan Shui Liu support her shoulders, and put her arms around the other's back, "What are you doing, can I leave you and run away?"

"Worried about you." Duan Shui Liu lowered his head and said softly.

"Ouch~ so sweet?" Xun Mei was in a very good mood because he had solved the big boss. He suddenly thought of something, and mischievously scratched the broken waist, "Let you pinch my itchy flesh last time."

"Ah..." Duan Shui Liu yelled and hid to the side, Xun Mei was afraid of knocking his severed hand, so he quickly grabbed him back, "Don't sway, let's go, don't make a fuss and you will die again because of blood loss." How dead in the game."

Gushuiliu still lowered his head, and answered him in a low voice, "Okay."

When the two passed the mahjong table, Duan Shui Liu slowly turned his face and looked at Mr. Wang who was lying on the chair. The little puppet was motionless, the knitwear was old and yellow, and the stitches had fallen off in several places. Not surprisingly, it will be buried here forever and alone in dust.

Duan Shui Liu pursed his lips as if he couldn't bear it, but Xun Mei supported him and strode out the door without giving him any time to stop and hesitate. Soon, Duan Shui Liu turned around as if he had made up his mind. Looking over his eyes, there was only a deep, pure black in his pupils.

Before going out, Xun Mei faintly heard a very slight knocking sound behind him, he stopped in doubt and wanted to turn back, but suddenly the water stopped in his ear, and he groaned in pain, and the hand on his shoulder was also clenched tightly. took off his clothes.

"Are you okay, does it hurt?" Xun Mei's attention was drawn back immediately, the cold sweat on Duan Shui Liu's face turned into beads of pain, and slid down from his cheeks to his chin. He glanced into the room vaguely and guiltyly, "It's okay, let's go..."

Xun Mei didn't suspect him, and closed the door behind her back.