Wang Xinyu's face was full of fear. She kept retreating, trying to distance herself from the NPC brother.

The NPC boy was full of oppression and approached Wang Xinyu.

If Wang Xinyu takes one step back, the NPC guy will take two steps forward.

The distance between the two can never be widened.

Wang Xinyu was about to cry, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, mom, I don't want to record anymore, I just want to go home now!"

It's a pity that the NPC guy is destined not to hear her voice.

The npc boy looked at Wang Xinyu's pitiful appearance without any sympathy. He just wanted to quickly complete the task assigned to him by the director.

The sooner he completes the task, the sooner he can get off work and get today's daily salary.

Woman? Haha.

A woman will only affect the speed at which he receives his salary.

Just when Wang Xinyu looked at the npc brother with pitiful eyes, hoping that he would be soft-hearted and let her go.

The npc boy has been thinking about a scary plan in his mind for a while.

Without giving Wang Xinyu any chance to react, the NPC boy took action decisively.

His big bloody hands grabbed Wang Xinyu's face, making a grabbing gesture at the same time.

And with his other hand, he crushed a plasma ball bag, and the animal's blood splashed everywhere.

Wang Xinyu smelled the strong smell of blood.

Her panic suddenly reached its limit.

Just when the NPC guy's big hand was about to fall on Wang Xinyu's face, she followed in Zhao Kexin's footsteps.

Wang Xinyu rolled his eyes and fell into coma.

Wang Xinyu leaned back and fell towards the ground.

The NPC boy grabbed Wang Xinyu's collar to prevent her from having close contact with the ground.

Don't get me wrong, he held Wang Xinyu because he didn't want her to have any accidents, which would affect his ability to receive today's daily salary.

The NPC boy had very strong arms, so he just grabbed Wang Xinyu's clothes and dragged her to the corner.

After the NPC boy placed Wang Xinyu in the corner, he left without looking back.

The screen in the live broadcast room was obscured by barrages.

Barrage——

"Wow, such a cold-blooded brother can actually turn a blind eye to Xin Yu's beauty!"

"One thing to say, Sister Xinyu's appearance, even in the entertainment industry, can be considered above average, right?"

"How on earth did he accomplish it? It was as if he had completed the task. He was so decisive."

"The way the NPC guy looked at Xin Yu, it was like a pool of stagnant water without any ripples."

"God, you are my role model!"

"I bet a pack of spicy strips that this NPC guy doesn't have a girlfriend!"

"I'll bet you a pack of spicy strips!"

"I'll follow a box!"

"I'm following a car!"

"It's all open now. My home is a spicy strip making workshop. I'll bet on the sales of spicy strips for a year!"

"Brother Niu Wow upstairs, I admire you so much."

The audience in the live broadcast room are all a bunch of idiots. Every time they post a barrage or chat, they will go off track.

This time is of course no exception.

Wang Xinyu fell alone in the corner, in a deep coma. She probably wouldn't wake up before the show ended.

And on the other side.

Yuan Hua rushed out of the room directly through the door and entered the corridor.

In her opinion, it is no longer safe if there are NPCs in the room.

Therefore, Yuan Hua determined the direction of the door from the beginning and ran out of the room with a clear goal.

In the end, she did succeed.

When Yuan Hua ran out of the room, no one appeared to stop her.

This greatly strengthened her confidence in her guess.

It seems that she guessed correctly. The corridor seems to be really safe?

However, is this really the case?

The audience doesn't know, and neither does Yuan Hua. I guess only the director knows.

After Yuan Hua entered the corridor, she always felt panicked in her heart.

There was no reason, even though nothing happened, she just felt flustered.

It seems that Yuan Hua's sixth sense is at work.

She doesn't have much luck, but her sixth sense is often accurate.

Yuan Hua suddenly became more vigilant, and the alarm bell rang loudly in her head.

Something is wrong, something bad will definitely happen later.

Otherwise she wouldn't be so flustered.

Yuan Hua stopped moving forward and began to hesitate whether to return the same way.

Just as she was struggling in her heart, an NPC appeared at the end of the corridor.

Yuan Hua's expression instantly became tense.

There was no time for her to worry about it.

She immediately made up her mind and turned around, planning to go back the way she came.

As a result, at this time, Yuan Hua suddenly discovered that the original door was missing and had become a white wall.

Yuan Hua completely collapsed.

It's over, it's definitely over now, there's no way out, she can't escape even if she wants to.

What should I do, what should I do, should I "wait to die" where I am?

Is there any way to save myself?

The thoughts in Yuan Hua's mind were confused, and she was feeling groggy.

When she looked back again, she found that the npc uncle had moved to a position very close to her.

Yuan Hua began to retreat continuously.

But she didn't notice her feet and fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

To make matters worse, Yuan Hua's ankle was twisted at this time, and she felt excruciating pain even if she moved it even slightly.

The distance between the npc uncle and Yuan Hua is getting closer and closer.

Yuan Hua's breathing gradually became heavier, and she felt a strong sense of oppression.

The pressure caused by this distance made it difficult for her to breathe, making her feel like she was out of breath.

Soon, the NPC uncle came to stand in front of Yuan Hua.

The NPC uncle looked down at Yuan Hua with a malicious smile on his face.

Yuan Hua swallowed her saliva, not understanding what he planned to do.

The NPC uncle's hand moved behind him, and soon he touched a round thing.

The npc uncle took the round thing in front of him and threw it into Yuan Hua's arms.

Yuan Hua took a closer look and found that the round object turned out to be a prop human head!

The head of the prop was bloody and the cut was smooth, as if it had just been cut off.

The wig on the prop's head is still wet.

Yuan Hua removed her wet hands from the head of the prop man and found that her hands were full of blood-red liquid!

Her face was full of horror.

Yuan Hua's eyes widened. She wanted to scream loudly, but found that she was too frightened to scream.

Although her mouth opened wide, no sound came out.

The NPC uncle's hand, which was covered by his sleeve, seemed to be pressing a switch on something.

The next second, the head in Yuan Hua's arms, which had its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes.

The head's eyes met Yuan Hua's horrified gaze.

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Chapter completed!