The paranoid bosses are all my boyfriends

Chapter Eleven

Wang Zida gasped, fell silent, stood stiffly on the spot, his toes clutching the soles of his shoes, and stared in the direction of Su Jingyan with a look of horror.

Su Jingyan pressed his back against the wall unaware, raised his head halfway, and met Wang Zida's eyes without exception. Looking at the unthinking horror in the other's eyes, he paused first, keenly aware of something, showing a suspicion Looking at the expression on his face, he felt puzzled for a while, and then swallowed a bit of saliva.

After all, Wang Zida is an old player of horror games, and his psychological quality is many times stronger than that of ordinary people, so his reaction speed is also very fast.

Wang Zida's eyes were almost torn apart, and he cursed in his heart, and then began to command quickly, shouting at Li Mengshan, "Let's go! Let's go! Retreat first!"

Li Mengshan's expression was ugly when he heard Wang Zida's roar, but his reaction speed was very fast, he advanced and grabbed Mo Anke's wrist, and was about to run back in the direction he came from, with big strides.

Wang Zida "hissed" gasped for a few breaths, yelled in his heart to **** you, then rushed up, slapped Zhou Shangchao on the face, and scolded, "Be sober, I."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zida took out something from his backpack, which looked like a spray bottle the size of a corn cob. Zida aimed at Zhou Shangchao's face and sprayed it fiercely, splashing water droplets.

Zhou Shangchao was trembling all over again, his neck was rattling, and his eyes that had rolled his eyes suddenly returned to their original brown color, and his body also stopped trembling.

"Go! Go quickly!"

After a short operation, Wang Zida yelled loudly, and ran in the direction where Li Mengshan was escaping without looking back.

Zhou Shangchao regained his composure, looked down at his crotch, and stood in a stalemate for a while, listening to the still piercing siren from the broadcasting system, his heart skipped a beat, his legs were still a little weak, and he quickly followed Wang Zida's pace.

After just two steps, he almost fell to his knees because of the weakness of his legs.

Perhaps because of some kind of premonition that didn't come from, Zhou Shangchao had only run a few steps before he couldn't help himself, and turned to look at the masked man behind him again.

The man in the mask still maintained his standing position against the wall, standing there motionless.

But the difference is that the whole body of the masked man is covered by a vague black shadow.

The shadow was reflected on the wall, pulling out a long stretch of black, like a virus spreading rapidly, spreading in all directions on the wall...

A skeleton-like thing hangs in the air, holding the person in its arms in an extremely domineering but cautious posture...:

Su Jingyan was in a daze the whole time. He found that these people looked at him with a little horror and fear, as if their hearts were torn apart, and they turned pale with horror.

No, isn't it?

What did he do?

Why, all of a sudden, these people reacted so strangely to him?

Feeling baffled, Su Jingyan stroked the back of his head with his hand as if scratching his head, and brushed his eyelashes up and down.

After the strange four people disappeared under Su Jingyan's nose, the broadcast sound was automatically muted, and it made a short-lived noisy sound.

Just when Su Jingyan thought that the broadcast was about to stop, the broadcast actually started to automatically play a bourgeois nocturne, and the female voice who was originally screaming "Alarm, siren" also started to make a sound.

"Oh dear, you are so beautiful, you are a gift from God to me..."

"Your eyes shine like stars, and the drowsy night becomes sparkling because of you..."

"Your waist, which can't be grasped, feels like a piece of smooth and delicate warm jade..."

This mechanical female voice, like reciting a poem, kept expressing her deep affection and love for the so-called "dear".

Suddenly, the voice suddenly changed the topic, and without warning, it changed from a pure show of love to an indescribable dialogue.

"...I start and end, and you take it passively..."

"...Three shallow and one deep, three short and one long..."

"I'm slowly entering, you..."

"..."? ? ?

What kind of tiger and wolf is this.

Su Jingyan couldn't help shaking his wits, and he didn't know if it was because of the little Huang Wen at the scene, his face was slightly red, he turned around, and planned to go back into the room.

His head just turned around just right, and before he could take a step, his face bumped into the hard chest of the man.

Su Jingyan also took a step back because of the reaction force of being hit, and was about to sit down on the ground. The man in front of him simply had quick eyes and quick hands, and put his arms around Su Jingyan's slender waist, straightening Su Jingyan's figure.

Su Jingyan was so frightened that his pupils constricted violently, his heart beat rapidly, and he stared, meeting the man's calm eyes.

"..."

"..."

Unexpectedly, the broadcast style that was still reading Xiao Huangwen changed suddenly again, and it actually started to read love poems again.

"I know, you love him!"

"Your love shines like a star, but is darker than the night!"

"Oh, love! Love!"

The supposedly charming atmosphere became inexplicably funny because of the noisy radio.

Lu Yichen's expression also showed a bit of a half-smile in the dim environment.

Just when Su Jingyan was about to break free from the other party's embrace, the man wiped oil on his waist with his hands, and the corners of his eyes were slightly bent, and then he replied self-consciously, "Well, it's really soft. "

Su Jingyan swallowed his saliva, as if something in his mind suddenly exploded colorful fireworks, making his eyes light up.

Why, how can you be so flirtatious!

"Wow!—" Mo Anke was so frightened that she was out of her wits again, her whole body slammed into Li Mengshan's body, grabbing Li Mengshan's clothes, her face was so pale that there was no blood in it, and tears rolled back and forth in her eye sockets , looks completely like crying without tears.

Li Mengshan was also taken aback, and clasped Mo Anke's body to stabilize the opponent's figure.

At the same time, the two looked at the man who just came out of the corner without warning with pale faces.

Wang Zida looked the person in front of him up and down, and checked repeatedly to see if the man was wearing a business card in the form of an ID card, so as to judge whether the person in front of him was a fraudulent corpse from the morgue.

The man's footsteps were a little unsteady, and every step he took gave people a sense of déjà vu that he would fall to the ground in the next moment.

Wang Zida stared at the man's clothes, his expression was slightly lost. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and immediately pulled out the copy of the game guide.

"The boss of the masked man, male, thirty-five years old, with typical appearance, black suit, leather shoes, middle cut."

Wang Zida looked at the man in front of him, corresponding to the description in the game guide one by one, his heart burst into ecstasy, and his eyes shone faintly.

Damn, I didn't expect them to be so lucky to find the second npc so quickly.

Zhou Shangchao had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, and he seemed to be in shock.

The biggest feature of this game is the complete simulation experience. In this game, game participants can even experience the same five senses as in life.

The only difference is that the game designers consciously lowered the pain perception of game participants to prevent accidents during the game.

The man was only 50 meters away from the group of four. The man paused and staggered towards the direction where they were standing. His legs were a bit cramped, and his posture was also very strange.

Wang Zida was a little eager to try, wanting to rush forward to ask for clues.

But the lessons learned from the man in the mask just now are still here, which makes Wang Zida, who has always compared himself to the Emperor of Europe, who is not afraid of anything in the game world, hesitate a bit.

Wang Xingran's eyes were empty, and his eyes could not even focus. It is not an exaggeration to compare him to a walking corpse without emotion and consciousness.

He tilted his neck and neck sideways, first grinning his teeth, then winking, as if there was a problem with the facial nervous system, he kept making strange expressions.

Finally, when Wang Xingran was only ten meters away from the group of four, and the group of four was hesitating on the spot whether to run or not, the man's expression froze suddenly, and his whole face collapsed.

The lights in the corridor are still flickering. The only good thing is that the game dungeon comes with a flashlight, and Li Mengshan held up the light and shone on Wang Xingran.

Wang Xingran's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the protruding part seemed to start to wriggle slowly.

"Hiss—" Li Mengshan gasped as he looked at the scene in front of him.

Mo Anke buried his head directly, and pressed his face against Li Mengshan's chest, trembling uncontrollably.

Wang Xingran stopped in his footsteps, stood there for a while, as if he choked on something, and began to hiccup on the spot.

Suddenly, his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth began to ooze blood for no reason.

His hands automatically locked his throat, as if something was stuck in his throat, and his whole face flushed red.

A scene of horror appeared.

The man's five orifices, which were only oozing blood, were no longer just bleeding, and some dark things even began to emerge, and more and more of those things fell directly to the ground.

Even the texture of the man's whole body began to undergo subtle changes, as if thousands of bugs were wriggling crazily inside his body.

Suddenly, the man rolled his eyes, made a vomiting expression, opened his mouth wide, and more than a dozen centipedes crawled out of his mouth...

The scene was chaotic.

Wang Zida was completely stunned.

Water stains flowed out of Zhou Shangchao's already wet crotch.

The group of four once again returned to the escape and cool running mode involuntarily, and started to run.

Wang Xingran tilted his head back, and his body began to tilt uncontrollably.

With the bang of "pong", Wang Xingran fell down on the dense pile of bugs.

He stared, his canthus tearing apart.

His eyes began to dry and hurt, as if something was gnawing.

"Once the head-down technique is completely cracked, strange bugs will hatch out of the body of the descendant and drill out of the seven holes, breaking the intestines..."