Urban Horror House

Chapter 45

Bad God card?

This thing can make the opponent unlucky for a whole day, how can it be used casually?

As the saying goes, good things must be used on the handle of the knife. Isn't it a waste to use it now.

Putting the Fading God Card into the warehouse, Chen Sixian pondered for a while, and looked at the big wheel of fortune in front of him again.

To use the Lucky Wheel, you need [-] scare points each time.

Now Chen Sixian only has [-] scare points on him, so he gave up the idea of ​​drawing another lottery.

Su Ming found that the system's notification sound kept ringing in his head.

"Ding, since the tourist has turned on the hell level mode, please pay attention to the rescue."

"Ding, since the tourist has turned on the hell level mode, please pay attention to the rescue."

"Ding, since the tourist has turned on the hell level mode, please pay attention to the rescue."

What the hell!

Chen Sixian felt very fucked in his heart. Just now, when those tourists entered, Chen Sixian had already reminded them not to let them activate the hell mode, but these people didn't take their own words seriously. Do they think the hell mode is fun?

At this point, in hell mode.

The young man in an Anima suit and with golden eyes stood in front of the frying pan. Although there were beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks on his head, he felt intense panic in his heart.

Right after entering, the young man felt that his body didn't seem to belong to him, but the young man was still calm.

Before and after being carried to the frying pan by some dolls, they behaved quite calmly. They held the edge of the frying pan with both hands, and did not let go. Those dolls tried to throw the young man into the frying pan but failed.

"Fuck!"

After a while, feeling that the dolls on his body had disappeared, the young man uttered a foul language, looked at the frying pan in front of him, and with a sudden force, overturned the frying pan, his body suddenly backed away.

Boom!

Immediately, the flames that soared into the sky burst into flames.

When the terrifying heat wave kept sweeping through, the young man felt the pressure on his body suddenly loosen. When he waited for the hot oil to burn, the young man hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened the Yaya live broadcast, and directly logged into the live broadcast interface: Yunzhifeng Haunted House Hell mode, you are worth the challenge!

After the young man clicked on the live broadcast, he took out a headgear, put it on his head, fixed the phone on it, and said immediately: "Everyone, good morning everyone."

"Last night, the owner of Yunzhifeng Haunted House made a supernatural live broadcast in the middle of the night, which made me sleepless at all. Now I come to the haunted house to make trouble."

"Just before I came in, the boss of Yunzhifeng Haunted House said, don't choose the hell-level mode, saying that you can't pass it at all, but I don't believe it, so I chose the hell-level difficulty."

"Today, I will let all the veterans see how I got there."

"Old Tiemen, in front of it is the iron pot where the oil pan was poured in. I overturned it just now. Last night, everyone must have watched Huo Simin's live broadcast and fell directly into the oil pan."

"Now I tell everyone, when you see the oil pan, don't be nervous, let alone be afraid, you must keep calm, even if you are scared to pee your pants, you must grab the oil pan, at most 3 minutes, you will It feels like the control is gone.”

"At this time, you can do the same as me and overturn the frying pan!"

"That's right, just overturn the frying pan."

Having said this, the young man suddenly froze there.

The flame in front of him has been extinguished.

But the oil pan lying on the ground was set up again at this time.

Beside the oil pan, there were also countless knives that shone with cold light. Every knife shone with a strong cold light, which made the young man feel his scalp go numb.

"Fuck, did I feel particularly proud just now, so I made the existence inside feel uncomfortable?"

After murmuring twice, the young man felt that he couldn't be bothered.

Otherwise, what I just said really hit my face.

At this moment, the young man felt that his body seemed to be unable to move and was being controlled.

When he felt his body approaching the frying pan little by little, a panic rose in the young man's eyes.

At this time, not only white smoke was rising from the oil pan, but also violent flames.

It's not fried anymore.

This is simply braised.

If you add a little seasoning, some cumin, it will taste crunchy.

Thinking about it this way, the young man felt that he wanted to drool.

What the hell!

The young man touched the hala that flowed from his mouth, and felt that there were ten thousand grass and mud horses passing by in his heart.

"This anchor is awesome."

"This anchor has slapped me in the face!"

"Fuck!"

In front of the oil pan, when the young man reached out to touch the iron pan, he suddenly felt his hands seemed to be controlled.

When I wanted to reach out to touch the iron pot, I found that my hand seemed unable to move.

"What's the matter?"

The youth finally panicked.

Not even able to speak.

A strong sense of fear sounded in my heart.

As the body was married into the frying pan bit by bit, the young man screamed.

Pfft!

Just like making dumplings, after being transferred into the oil pan, roll them directly.

Fortunately, after the young man fell into the frying pan, he immediately grabbed the edge of the frying pan and jumped out of it.

Ah!

At the same time, the young man screamed, looking at the knife on the ground, he wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart.

This really is hell mode.

Isn't it just as exciting as a green-skinned haunted house?

The way forward now is all blades.

And he was lying on the knife, if not for the many knives under his body, he would have been bloody.

What?

In the head of the young man, he fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the young man suddenly felt his body moving, and the burning pain made the young man scream.

His eyes were full of horror, he had never thought of it.

As soon as it came out of the oil pan, it began to be dragged by those dolls on the mountain of knives.

This shit is so scary, there is no way out at all.

The mountain of knives is very long.

Several times the young man felt that he was going to faint, but the young man still held back, he felt that all this was his own thinking, and it must not be true.

Bang!

When the young man's body passed through the mountain of knives and fell to the ground.

There was no blood on the young man's face.

And the sound of "creaking" all around kept ringing in my ears.

The man suddenly panicked.

Just now.

There was chaos in the men's studio.

"Fuck, what kind of live broadcast is this?"

"This anchor is amazing, do you want to crack the secret of the Green Leather Haunted House?"

"Did you find out that the live broadcast just now can fly."

"Yeah, we can't see how he moves."

"What is the anchor doing?"

"Anchor, are you here!"

At this moment, when the young man saw the news in the live broadcast room, he would definitely become angry.

I can fly there, I was dragged away, and I don't want to be dragged away.

Slowly getting up, looking at the broken clothes on his body, the young man wanted to cry, but the clothes cost a lot of money.