Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

"Why does this NPC only respond to your approach, but turn a blind eye to us?"

The one who spoke was a man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek on the innermost side on the left. His hair was thickly gelled and curled up like a cockscomb.

Sun Youmin was puzzled, he looked at Yan Shaoqing with a little more scrutiny.

"Isn't this obvious?" Zheng Anhao sneered, his eyes were malicious, "You were the ghost in the last game, and it's nothing unusual to be the ghost in this game."

Zheng Anhao is the former vice president of "Rose Fantasy" and a die-hard fan of White Rose.

A few days ago, a peerless beauty was born. Hua Liyu immediately went to pay a visit to the beauty who ranked first in the beauty list. How did she know that her soul was taken away by a glance of ten thousand years? After returning, she immediately dismissed the president The post said that he was going to form a new fan club for that beauty.

Zheng Anhao was promoted from vice president to president in a logical way, but unfortunately he was a poor commander, and all the members of "Rose Fantasy" had sex with Hua Liyu.

These things that are different and want to change, like the new and dislike the old!

Zheng Anhao couldn't help cursing in his heart, the white rose is his white moonlight, even if he wants to fuck, he has to avenge his old revenge first.

Before, he was ordered by Hua Liyu to surround the ugly Yanqing at the exit of the game. Unexpectedly, not only did he miss the chance, he also hit the wrong person and caused a big oolong, which made him the laughing stock of other guilds after dinner.

Now that he is lucky, he has met the enemy he has been thinking about in the game, and he must find a way to get rid of him, and he will be ashamed.

"However, if there are multiple mainline camps, won't the system generally give a prompt at the beginning of the game?"

The one who spoke was a handsome man named Shen Yuanxing from Zheng Anhao's upper bunk.

This person seemed a little cowardly and timid. He never dared to get off the bed, but just knelt on the edge of the bed with his hands on the railing and looked down.

"That's because you haven't played too many games." Zheng Anhao raised his head and glared at Shen Yuanxing, who was on the upper bunk, with a threatening look, "There are no reminders, but it's rare."

Shen Yuanxing was threatened by his eyes, his shoulders trembled, and he immediately retreated to the bed, keeping his mouth shut and saying nothing more.

Yan Shaoqing knew in his heart that he received a reminder that he was an insider at the beginning of the game last time, but this time he didn't, so there may be other reasons for the many differences between him and the others.

"Hehe, 1414, 1414, 1414..."

Just when everyone looked at Yan Shaoqing suspiciously and the atmosphere was silent, the drooling and smirking NPC suddenly spoke again, called his number one after another, and waved at him twice, as if he wanted to treat him say something.

The numbers on the other players' medical records were all blurred, and they couldn't understand the meaning of the NPC's words at all.

"What is he talking about?" Zheng Anhao strained his ears and listened carefully, his suspicious eyes still fixed on Yan Shaoqing, "Do you want to die?"

Yan Shaoqing thought for a while and wanted to come closer, he squatted down slightly at the NPC's gesture, and was at the same level with the other party.

"The cat is dead, dead, hehehehe..."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands and laughed wildly.

While the NPC was laughing wildly, the electronic clock on the door jumped to 17 o'clock.

Footsteps sounded from far to near in the corridor outside, intermittently, it sounded more than one person, accompanied by the sound of iron doors being opened and closed.

Those people walked all the way, and soon stopped at the door of their room, and the iron door was pulled open from the outside with a "creak".

Four people in white coats walked in one after another from the door. The leader was a handsome man with a tall and straight figure, dark eyes, and a work card pinned to the left breast pocket, which read: Attending doctor often Ming.

Behind the doctor were three female nurses, with sunken eye sockets, pale skin, thin and bluish fingernails, all with expressionless and indifferent faces.

Under the direction of the doctor's gaze, the head nurse took out a transparent brown medicine without any label, which was filled with white pills the size of a small fingernail.

She walked to the middle of the room, glanced at the patient who was whispering in the corner and Yan Shaoqing one after another, and shouted: "No. 1413, No. 1414, it's time to take medicine."

Several players in the room felt like they were facing an enemy, and none of them dared to go forward to get the pills first.

But the patient in the right corner seemed to have received some kind of signal, stopped whispering, walked forward with a smile, put his hands on his chest, and stretched towards the head nurse.

The head nurse unscrewed the bottle cap, poured a white pill into No. 1413's hand, and said: "Take it quickly, it will oxidize after a long time, and the medicine will lose its effect."

No. 1413's eyes lit up, as if he had found a treasure, he swallowed the pill in one gulp.

Within two seconds after eating, he seemed to be in a trance, yawned big, walked back to his bed unsteadily, and fell asleep.

With the lessons learned from No. 1413, all players know that this pill is not a good medicine. After all, even if it is not poison, if it is forcibly knocked down by the medicine in the escape game, if it encounters a ghost, it will be fatal at any time.

The head nurse looked at the sleeping No. 1413, nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Yan Shaoqing, waved to him enthusiastically, and shouted: "No. 1414, it's your turn, come and take your medicine."

The numbers on the medical record cards of the other eight players were blurred with mosaics. I was wondering what the numbers 8 and 1413 meant before, but now I understand them all.

But the strange thing is that not only the head nurse, but also the attending doctor and the other two nurses only stayed on No. 1413 and Yan Shaoqing, as if other players didn't exist for these medical staff Same.

Under the gaze of four fiery gazes, Yan Shaoqing had no choice but to step forward, and reached out to take the white pills handed over by the head nurse.

He squeezed the pill and raised his hand to pretend to take it. He wanted to store it in the system space temporarily, but failed, so he had no choice but to hide it in his hand first.

I wanted to turn around and leave, imitating No. 1413 and pretending to go to bed, but the attending doctor who had been silent at the door stopped him abruptly.

"and many more!"

With one hand in his pocket, Dr. Chang walked up to Yan Shaoqing, looked down at him, and asked in a deep voice, "Number 1414, did you really take the pill?"

The other party was half a head taller than him, Yan Shaoqing felt an inexplicable coercion, the dark eyes staring at him were dull, like a deep abyss that could suck people into pieces.

This person felt too familiar to him, just like when he confronted the ancient demon in the last game.

Don't think about it, it must be that unlucky man who lingers, pretending to be an NPC again to mess with him.

"have eaten."

Yan Shaoqing looked directly into the doctor's eyes, and replied calmly, he couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly, intending to throw the pill directly under the bed.

However, Doctor Chang didn't seem to want to check his hands, but instead set two fiery eyes on his tightly closed red lips.

"Open your mouth and let me check."

Yan Shaoqing really wanted to open his mouth and bite the hateful man opposite him to death, but it was clearly written in the patient instructions that he must unconditionally obey the instructions of all medical staff.

If it is violated, the death condition may be triggered.

In desperation, Yan Shaoqing could only open his lips and let the other party look at him.

Anyway, he didn't take the medicine into his mouth, no matter how much he checked, he couldn't find anything.

Unexpectedly, this insidious and vicious Doctor Chang didn't just want to look at it, he raised his right hand abruptly, and the fingertips wearing white rubber gloves slid into his slightly parted lips like a poisonous snake, slowly poking into his mouth , gently stirring inside, teasing the tip of the tongue, the cold and slippery fingertips did not miss the slightest hidden corner, as if they were really searching for the existence of the pills carefully.

If it's true, I'll believe your evil!

Yan Shaoqing felt the foreign object moving between his sensitive skin, and was so uncomfortable that he wanted to bite it down, but the man pinched the cheeks on both sides with his other four fingers, and pressed his palm lightly against his jaw. He didn't use much force, but his technique was very skillful , making it impossible for him to press his lips together.

After a few seconds, the finger was slowly withdrawn from his mouth, pulling up a strand of silver thread.

The doctor rubbed his fingertips, smiled lightly, raised his hand and licked his fingertips with his tongue, and said jokingly, "It's very sweet and smells like medicine. It seems that I really took it."

Can the nonsense be made more obvious?

Yan Shaoqing's right eyelid twitched slightly, knowing that the other party had already noticed the little tricks behind his back, since he didn't expose him face to face, he was also happy to relax.

"Remember to abide by the patient instructions." Dr. Chang narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "If you violate the rules, you will be severely punished."

After all the medical staff left the ward, Yan Shaoqing spread his hands, and the white pills in his palm had been turned into powder, and soon evaporated and disappeared. This was probably the so-called oxidative failure in the head nurse's mouth.

"Why only you have a number, but we don't?"

Without the presence of the terrifying NPC, Zheng Anhao dared to raise his doubts loudly. He already had a grudge against Yan Qing, but now he felt that Yan Qing was more and more suspicious.

"How would I know?" Yan Shaoqing rolled Zheng Anhao's eyes, "If you have a brain, think about it yourself."

Zheng Anhao was furious enough, but there was no real evidence to prove that Yan Shaoqing was the ghost, so he could only give up for the time being, and searched carefully in the ward by himself, trying to find other clues.

"Brother Hao, I'm so scared."

Yan Shaoqing's seductive voice made goose bumps all over the floor.

He followed the sound and saw that the man with a good face and fair skin on the middle bed on the left had somehow climbed over the railing between the two beds and climbed straight to his upper bunk.

Xu Liangliang is a master who loves beauty. He is always top 3 in the beauty rankings, and the basic data are all added to the charm value.

Although his overall strength is not very good, but he relies on his good looks and his ability to please people's hearts. He has been able to survive all year round by selling himself and hugging his thighs.

As soon as the game started, he took a quick look at Yan Shaoqing's flamboyantly dressed man in gold and silver on the upper bunk.

Although this person is a famous playboy, he has solid golden thighs.

Hao Jinli is a high-priced specially hired member of "Raging Fire and Liaoyuan". He has a deep background, a lot of props, and a full-time bodyguard allocated by the union, which is enough to guarantee his safety.

The most important thing is that "Fire and Prairie Fire" is a trade union under the name of the administrator, Flamingo. No one dares to provoke it because of the big tree to block the wind.

Even though the face of He Sirui in his lower bunk is a hundred times more handsome, and the "Qingfeng Mingyue Building" he belongs to is also under the name of the administrator, but as we all know, He Shengun is a nagging person all day long, only recognizes red lines but not people, even if he intends to seduce , it also depends on whether there is such an opportunity.

Hao Jinli put his arms around the beauty in his arms, and stroked the mustache on his chin with his fingers, but his greedy eyes kept falling on Yan Shaoqing.

Not for anything else, just because he felt that this person was six points similar to the peerless beauty who turned out to be TOP1 in the beauty list, especially the position of the mole at the corner of the eye, which was almost exactly the same.

That day, he just glanced at the photo of the peerless beauty on the ranking list, and he was already so deep that he couldn't sleep at night. Other ordinary beauties couldn't compare with her, at most they were just tasteless pastime.

But unfortunately, it is said that the peerless beauty was taken care of by two administrators at the same time. Naturally, ordinary people dare not think about it, but if it is just a substitute for similar appearance, then he can think about it, and even try it. have a taste.

Yan Shaoqing was disgusted by the sissy on his upper bunk and the lecherous man with dirty eyes, so he just sat back on the bed.

He was thinking about the meaning of the medical record card when he suddenly felt his right wrist tighten, and when he looked down, a red woolen thread was actually tied to it.

The other end of the red line extended to the right, and the end was pinched between two fingers by the man in the yellow Taoist robe beside him, and made a bewitching gesture of orchid fingers.

The thread just fit the skin, and there was no knot to seal it. He tried to pull it, but it was quite strong, and it was impossible to tear it off with brute force without getting hurt.

"If you do the math today, you and I are destined! Not only fate, but also chance."

The man in the yellow robe shook the stick, squinted his eyes and smiled, wrapped the red thread twice with his index finger, and slightly hooked it in his direction.

Yan Shaoqing pulled his wrist back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you use the orchid finger for fortune-telling?"

"Finger type is not important, accurate calculation is the most important."

He Sirui took the time to draw the red thread up a few inches until he pulled the hand of the person opposite to the edge between the two beds.

Yan Shaoqing clung his fingers tightly to the iron railing at the end of the bed, even though there were slight red marks on his wrist, he did not let go of his fingers at all, blocking He Sirui's attempt to continue to draw closer.

"Why bother?" He Sirui clicked his tongue amusedly, "This red line of destiny has never been missed. Once it is connected, it will continue until death."

Yan Shaoqing sneered back, took out the Yan Hun dagger from the system space, pierced the skin with the sharp point of the knife, picked up the red thread wrapped around the wrist, and gently pulled upwards, like cutting tofu, the tough as mysterious The red wire of iron was instantly cut into two pieces.

He withdrew his right hand that had lost its restraint, gently rubbed his wrist, and said with a slight smile, "It's broken."

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I wish the little angels a happy Dragon Boat Festival, happiness and health, okay (づ￣3￣)づ