Need for Evildo Expert

Chapter 417 Fatty's Head

Meng Sen stared at everything in the live broadcast room with his eyes wide open.

When Meng Fan's legs slowly lost energy, he took a few steps back and slammed his body heavily on the car.

The car swayed slightly, and there was a silent protest.

He stared at Bai Xiaochuan with blood-red eyes: "It's your turn..."

There are still two hours before dawn, which is enough to enter the dungeon once, and the dungeon is inexplicably closed every day at dawn, and no one is allowed to enter.

Even the people in this building will return to normal life.

But Meng Sen is not reconciled, he is not reconciled, why the entire Meng family's elite team was wiped out, he is here smiling and watching the joke.

"Don't go!" Wen Tailai held Bai Xiaochuan back, this is completely a malicious dungeon, from the moment he enters the building, the hunting of ghosts has already started.

The members of the Meng family didn't even see what their father's suicide note looked like, and they were hanged before they had time to leave their own.

At this moment, the room in the live broadcast room suddenly lights up.

The female ghost in the room was gone, only the bodies of four people were hanging on the chandelier and dangling.

The strange thing is that everyone has a happy smile on their faces, their bodies turn slowly like a revolving lantern, and their eyes look at the camera.

Everyone who watches behind the screen has a wonderful coldness working in their bodies.

It seemed that the eyes of those four people were all staring at their own eyes, and the fear was instantly struck into everyone's hearts when they looked at each other.

Bai Xiaochuan also had this weird feeling.

Why are you staring at me?
Meng Sen's complacency and arrogance were all gone when he came, and he just looked at Bai Xiaochuan with his red eyes.

Wen Tailai waved his hand lightly, before he figured it out, this dungeon is really not suitable to enter.

As the director of the Qianzhou Special Affairs Bureau, Lao Chen's lungs were filled with cold air, and his whole body felt cold. Fortunately, his own people have not found any clues.

If you take the first step, then colleagues in Ganzhou will probably die a lot.

"I go!"

Bai Xiaochuan walked firmly towards the gate of Huajin Apartment, licking his lips: "I'm here..."

Before the audience in the live broadcast room woke up from the shock, they saw Bai Xiaochuan walking up the steps alone.

Is this rushing to die?
There were four human flesh hanging on the lamp just now, like a revolving lantern in an amusement park, you don't think it's enough, want to join in the fun?
"Don't go!" Wen Tailai clenched his hands tightly, records and face are never important.

Bai Xiaochuan just waved his hands, "Trust me..."

It seems very sure!

Meng Sen had a retreating expression on his face. In this alone, he had completely defeated the Meng family team.

Immediately, a cruel smile appeared on his face again, things that the four members of the Meng family team could not do, you alone may not be able to do it if you are sure.

Big deal, we all die together.

Nothing to be proud of.

The gate of Huajin Apartment looks like two worlds inside and outside. Although there are still soft lights in the hall, the other end is the gate of hell.

Bai Xiaochuan pressed his palm on the glass door, and a cold and proud breath came.

Don't be complacent!

Bai Xiaochuan walked into the hall indifferently.

"Ding, the system prompts that there are malicious fathers and daughters in the building. Please let them know that being a ghost is not an easy task. Successful missions will reward you with [-] blood points..."

Forehead!
It turns out that the two ghosts, father and daughter, are in the building?

Is the so-called father's suicide note just a bait for people to take the bait?

The moment he walked into Huajin's apartment, room 2802 above in the video of the live broadcast suddenly fell into darkness.

The camera switches to Bai Xiaochuan's side.

The hall has completely returned to normal at some point, and the man with glasses who suddenly lost his head while playing just now has disappeared.

The live broadcast room continues to the next live broadcast.

A prompt popped up on the page: "Dungeon of Qianzhou, Dad's suicide note, the challenge is open..."

Everyone held their breath and looked at Bai Xiaochuan standing alone in the hall.

No one is optimistic about him. All four of them died just now, so what can he do by himself?
No need to ask anyone, he already knew the floor where the incident happened.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, the elevator door opened, and a short and fat man with a fleshy face came out of the elevator, sweating profusely, with one hand in his pocket, and the towel kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The fat man didn't seem to pay attention to Bai Xiaochuan, bumped into him when he walked over, and something fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The fat man quickly apologized politely.

After bypassing Bai Xiaochuan, he was about to walk away.

Bai Xiaochuan bent down to pick up the things that fell from the fat man and said, "Hey, your things fell..."

Everyone watching the live broadcast had weird expressions on their faces.

It was a hand, chubby and bloodstained, from the fat man.

Ghosts can do anything, even scaring others with their own hands, it's not impossible to do such things.

But Bai Xiaochuan's performance was too much for people to accept.

He didn't seem to be afraid at all, instead he took that hand and kindly reminded the other party, as if he was a kind person on the road, "Sir, your things have been dropped!"

Fatty "hey"!
Let out a malicious laugh, "Thank you..."

The voice was insincere.

Then he asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? You have hands and I have hands. Why are you afraid?" Bai Xiaochuan didn't understand why, with doubts on his face.

The fat man froze for a moment, what you said made sense, but it's not scary if it grows on the body, it's scary when it's out of the body, he was a little confused about Bai Xiaochuan's train of thought.

"Then what about..."

The fat man suddenly grabbed his neck, and twisted his hands hard...

"Slippery..."

It looked like a watermelon that was suddenly pulled from the ground, with red vines on it.

With only one hand, he forcibly pulled his head off. Compared with the man with glasses who twisted his neck bit by bit, this sudden terror was more like the surging waves of the sea, hitting everyone's hearts fiercely.

The thick and hot plasma splashed in all directions, Bai Xiaochuan took a few steps back to avoid the fat man's plasma attack.

"Are you scared!"

The fat face in the fat man's hand showed a ferocious smile.

Bai Xiaochuan shook his head: "Everyone has a head, why should I be afraid..."

"Ding, the fat ghost is a little confused, is this person a fool? I don't know how to be afraid, and the blood value increases by 1!"

"Ding, Fatty Ghost swears that he will scare you in the future, and his blood value will be increased by 1!"

"Ding……"

Looking at the qi and blood values ​​that the fat man kept providing, Bai Xiaochuan was thoughtful.

Why must he scare me.

And the behavior of the fat man is even more frightening than what the man with glasses did just now.

It seems that this dungeon has become stronger?

Could it be that every time someone comes in, the dungeon will become stronger?
The fat man suddenly shook his hand and threw the head at Bai Xiaochuan.

The human head with blood vessels and a half-throat under the head drew an arc, grinning with a big mouth full of blood, and flew towards Bai Xiaochuan...

Bai Xiaochuan grabbed the fat man's head and ran away...

(End of this chapter)