Cannon fodder is always a heartthrob in escape games [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Chengyu retracted his sickle, raised his right foot and kicked the head on the ground casually to the side, hitting the window where Yan Shaoqing was.

Seeing the flying head, Yan Shaoqing was startled, and quickly took a step across to hide behind the wall next to him.

There was a crisp sound of "crash", and the head shot into the room, rolled on the floor several times, and then slowly stopped.The violent eyes were facing Yan Shaoqing, his head was covered with sticky blood, which looked a bit like tomato sauce.

Yan Shaoyan: "..."

He silently covered the potato chips and placed them on the coffee table next to them.

Well, still, don't call that manic maid for now...

Yan Shaoqing secretly made up his mind, went back to the window and looked down. The street downstairs was empty, and Yan Chengyu had long since disappeared.

Gone so soon?good go!

"Boom!"

Just when Yan Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, the wooden door of the room was suddenly kicked in and hit the floor with a "bang", causing the head to roll around several times.

Yan Shaoqing suddenly turned around and looked, Yan Chengyu was standing at the door, fists clenched in front of his chest, his eyes misty.

"Master, I finally found you." Yan Chengyu ran up to Yan Shaoqing excitedly, groped his body carefully with both hands, and asked worriedly, "I'm sorry, I'm late, you are not injured Bar?"

While speaking, that head quietly rolled to Yan Chengyu's feet and stopped slowly.

Yan Chengyu stared at Yan Shaoqing, stood on tiptoe without changing his face, kicked the bottom of his toe forcefully to the side, and kicked the head out of the window accurately.

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

His body wasn't hurt, but his mind was hurt.

"I'm fine." Yan Shaoqing removed Yan Chengyu's hand indiscriminately, and asked with concern, "You were not injured, were you?"

"That kind of explosion can't hurt me." Yan Chengyu opened his eyes wide, two intoxicating blushes appeared on his face, he covered his cheeks with his hands, and said shyly, "It turns out that you care about me so much, young master. so happy."

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

Is this being possessed by a dramatist?Can it be normal.

He thinks that Yan Chengyu may suffer from schizophrenia and is extremely dangerous.

"How did you escape from that explosion?" Yan Shaoqing asked.

"I blocked the explosion with a special barrier, but the floor was blown away, and I fell into the basement, and finally found the exit." Yan Chengyu lowered his hands, the blush on his face gradually dissipated, but his eyes became more sincere , "As soon as I come out, I will come to find you, young master."

According to Yan Chengyu, it is very likely that Wei Rong also survived.

"How did you find me?" Yan Shaoyan asked curiously.

"Master, have you forgotten? I can smell the traces of your scent in the air since I was a child." Yan Chengyu replied, this is a special skill possessed by the character he played.

"Oh, that's right." Yan Shaoyan pretended to agree with him suddenly, and this was not mentioned in the background information, so it's no wonder he remembered it.

Yan Chengyu tilted his head, with some doubts on his face, "However, it's strange, your aura disappeared for a short time in front of this building just now."

"It should be blocked by the barrier set up by the monster." Yan Shaoyan glanced at the window, "It just happened to be broken by you unintentionally."

Yan Chengyu blinked embarrassingly, "Master, where are those two villains who captured you?" He clenched his fingers, his face flushed, and said angrily, "They stained my clothes, how dare they You must make a serious apology if you want to think about it, young master."

The so-called apology probably means using your life to repent.

"Scattered by monsters." Yan Shaoyan said, "In fact, these two people are mercenaries invited by my father to rescue me. According to them, my father will send a helicopter to rescue me in three days, and the helicopter will land on the ring tower. The top floor of the TV station. Although we don’t know the exact time, we can wait near the TV station first, and leave here as soon as the helicopter arrives.”

"Master, I know the time for this matter."

Yan Chengyu raised his left hand and pulled out a roll of paper from his cuff, which looked very similar to the leaflets on the street.He spread out the scroll and handed it to Yan Shaoyan.

On the top of the paper were written four big red characters "Great Reward", and under the big characters was printed an exquisite photo, which was Yan Shaoyan's smiling face.

Below the avatar, there is also a section of small black characters.

[Yan Shaoyan, the only son of Yan Hongyuan, the richest man in the world, was kidnapped by robbers three days ago and is now trapped somewhere in Zhuoyuan City.The rescue helicopter will land at the top of Huanta TV at 20:12 noon on XX, XX, 100XX.At that time, those who find the person in the photo and bring him safely to the designated place can leave the city together by helicopter, and will get [-] billion as a thank you money afterwards. 】

"Those leaflets flying in the streets outside, shouldn't all be this reward order?" Yan Shaoyan asked in amazement, his fingers pinched on the paper trembled slightly due to excessive excitement.

"Yes, master." Yan Chengyu raised the corner of his skirt in embarrassment, "Early this morning, these reward orders fell from the sky, and they fell all over the city. I guess the master sent a helicopter to spread them. Some people should know the news, and I am afraid that they are all busy searching for your whereabouts now."

Yan Shaoqing's heart twitched, it was true that his father was right.Such a massive rescue operation is tantamount to making him a target of public criticism in the city.

The mercenaries who sneaked into the city in order to get a huge bounty, and the crazy citizens who wanted to escape from the city, driven by strong temptations, would definitely bite him to death, and these three days were destined to not be peaceful.

"What about the agreed status reward?" Yan Shaoyan flicked Bajiao's little head with his imaginative fingers, "Are you sure you're not cheating me?"

"Qingqing, think about it from another angle, isn't this pretty good?" Bajiao rubbed her little hands and said cheerfully, "At least the people in the whole city have tried their best to help you pass the customs smoothly."

"Thank you, I'd rather quietly wait for this horror movie to end on its own." Yan Shaoyan said in a muffled voice, tears of melancholy flowing in his heart.

The helicopter can only seat three people, in order to seize the only two escape places, wherever he goes, there will be a bloody storm.

"That's not okay, Qingqing. According to the clues, the curtain call of a horror movie is after the fog clears, but it doesn't say how long it will take. What if the fog doesn't clear for three to five years? ?" Bajiao waved his fist and urged eagerly, "So, you must seize the opportunity to leave in three days."

"Snapped!"

Yan Shaoqing wanted to slap Bajiao's face, but there was a loud slap from the wall below the window, accompanied by the sound of water splashing.

"Master, be careful."

Yan Chengyu shouted, held Yan Shaoqing's arm, and protected him behind her. At the same time, she took out the sickle from the portable space, and pointed it vigilantly in the direction of the window.

The sound of splashing water sounded against the wall from bottom to top, getting closer and closer to the window on the third floor.

A swollen white palm grabbed the window sill, and soon another swollen white hand grabbed it. The round head slowly rose between the two hands, and the soft neck twisted into several spirals. The top of the head is facing the direction of the house.

Holding the window sill with both hands, the monster leaped into the room at once.Its chest was arched high, facing upwards, but its limbs were turned upside down and pressed against the ground, squeezed into a ball, like a deformed octopus without bones.

Even though his appearance had changed a lot, his body was bloated and pale, like a floating corpse soaked in the river for several days, Yan Shaoqing still recognized at a glance that it was the bald corpse that died in Yan Chengyu's hands before.

The limbs that had been chopped up were reassembled together, and the joints protruded outwards, and the whole body was covered with fish scale-like lines, which kept opening and closing, and transparent, colorless liquid flowed out continuously from those gaps. liquid.

"Woo-woo-"

The monster opened its lips, made an indistinct sound, and looked at Yan Chengyu with extremely ferocious eyes.

"Ugly bald head, why aren't you dead yet?" Yan Cheng Yu curled his lips, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Then kill you again."

Yan Chengyu lifted the sickle, swooped forward, and slashed at the monster's neck without hesitation.

"Crack-"

The head was separated from the body and rolled to the ground. From the broken neck, eight soft legs stretched out, passed behind Yan Chengyu, and crawled directly towards Yan Shaoqing.

The big head stopped in front of Yan Shaoqing, bent his feet and jumped, and the eight slender claws wrapped around Yan Shaoqing's thighs, twisting and crawling upwards.

It may be because the head is too heavy, and the moving speed is quite slow, just like a cumbersome tortoise.

Yan Shaoqing bent down, stretched out his hand to press the top of the monster's head, and stopped the monster from moving forward.He tried to pull it a few times, but the arms were too tightly wrapped and quite elastic. When he pulled it up to a height of nearly half a meter, the eight arms became slender and transparent, and they still couldn't be pulled off from the legs.

Yan Chengyu chopped off the monster's body twice, turned around and ran towards Yan Shaoqing, raising the sickle to chop off the swollen monster's head.

"boom!"

A bullet suddenly flew in from the window, piercing the monster's head, and white turbid liquid rushed out from the hole, turning into white mist in mid-air, mixing with the surrounding thick fog.

White smoke also rose from the monster's head and body at the same time, and Yan Shaoqing's arm wrapped around Yan Shaoqing's leg evaporated into mist in an instant.

The fragments of the corpse that were glued together scattered, and the swollen body began to shrink sharply, turning into a normal appearance.

Yan Shaoqing quickly dropped the head, and the white liquid flowing out of the hole had turned into red and white brains.

It turned out that the fatal wound of the monster was on the head, and the crisis was temporarily relieved, but the two still dare not relax.

There was at least one sniper on the opposite floor, and his gun had already been aimed at their room.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel Liyu for the landmines, ok (づ￣3￣)づ