Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

"Hey, those two over there! You are NPCs, right? Why are you so calm?" Chu Tianba narrowed his eyes at He Feng, who looked indifferent, and shouted, "I suggest throwing them down first!"

"Open your eyes before you talk to me." He Feng said in dissatisfaction, "How can this child be so rude? He doesn't even open his eyes when talking to an adult."

"You!" Just one sentence made Chu Tianba feel furious. He took out a fruit knife and pointed it at He Feng: "You stinky bitch, stop talking nonsense! Be careful or I'll stab you!"

He Feng didn't react when he heard this. He just reached out to stop Shen Zishu who was about to stand up. He still looked at Chu Tianba and asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing He Feng stopping his companions, Chu Tianba thought he was afraid and snorted coldly: "Huangquan Guild! Chu Tianba!"

"Oh, it's not a thing, it's a newborn." He Feng suddenly realized. He took out the Dawn from his backpack and sighed: "I feel like I can't change my temper. Your savior can't stay away from violence. Dear, will you be afraid of me?"

Shen Zishu smiled lightly. He raised his left hand, and an invisible field quickly enveloped the entire carriage, turning it into a "dead city" field. Shen Zishu stood firmly behind He Feng and responded, "Then I will be your most loyal executioner."

Dawn was split into two. He Feng held a long knife in each hand and cut off Chu Tianba's right hand at a speed that Chu Tianba could not see clearly.

"Me, huh?"

Then his entire right arm, left hand, left arm, both legs, and even all the organs in Chu Tianba's body were stabbed by He Feng one by one.

The innate "Dead City" is working. Chu Tianba cannot die and can only feel this pain.

His tongue had been cut off by Shen Zishu with a dagger when he was screaming, and he could only helplessly whimper from his throat.

The torture lasted for a full seven minutes. Once the seven minutes were up, He Feng stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Tianba's lost blood and broken limbs recovered quickly. After his tongue recovered, he screamed and rolled away.

"Alas." He Feng sighed helplessly. He watched the blood on the Dawn disappear bit by bit and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm obviously very stable, why would anyone bother me?"

After saying that, he looked at the 14 people who were trembling in fear and dared not say a word and asked: "Are there still people who are still upset? I can send you to the west for a fee, but this time it will be a real death, after all, my BOSS skills are gone."

“BO, BOSS?!” Sheng Nancheng collapsed and howled, “No no no no no no no, I don’t, I don’t have it, I’m not depressed!”

"You have a problem." He Feng nodded, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Sheng Nancheng: "Come on, kid, let's take care of the aftermath."

“No no no no no no!” Sheng Nancheng began to sob. He hugged the seat next to him tightly, crying and sobbing: “No no no no, I’m fine, I’m really fine, don’t kill me, wuwuwu, I’m scared, Mom!”

"Okay." He Feng put on an expression that was hard to describe, and pointed the knife at someone else: "Come on, Mediterranean, tell me."

In the next twenty minutes, He Feng threatened everyone and came to a very unfortunate conclusion.

That means he wants to chop every person.

Because these people all looked like NPCs, and they were all extremely afraid of him, just like the NPCs in the previous dungeon, which was very problematic.

"Well, well, that's because you're so scary." Sheng Nancheng sobbed and whispered back to He Feng, "You, you, you kill people, that's why we're scared."

"Straighten your tongue and speak." He Feng slapped Sheng Nancheng on the head with the blade of the knife: "Why are you stuttering when you are a normal person? There is something wrong with you."

“I, I, I, I!” Sheng Nancheng was extremely anxious. He swallowed hard and said, “I was scared by you!”

"The only ones who are so scared of me are NPCs, so there is something wrong with you." He Feng said firmly, "I'll vote for you in a minute."

“I, I, I, I!” Sheng Nancheng stuttered more and more as he became more excited. He crawled two steps towards He Feng: “I, I, I’m not afraid anymore.”

He Feng was satisfied: "Is this right?"

Shen Zishu, who witnessed everything, shook his head helplessly.

How could He Feng not see that there was nothing wrong with Sheng Nancheng? He just found this little stutterer funny and wanted to bully him.

This bad taste really hasn't changed at all.

Chu Tianba, who was hiding behind someone, recovered. He gritted his teeth and activated his innate skill "Dark Cliff" towards He Feng.

He Feng's right eyelid twitched. He took a step back and saw a hole appearing where he had just stood.

This hole leads directly to the track below. If He Feng hadn't dodged just now, he would have fallen directly and been crushed into meat paste by the train.

"It seems that some people don't want to live." He Feng suddenly found it interesting. He walked through the crowd quickly, pulled Chu Tianba out from behind, and pushed him directly to the hole: "Want to go out? I'll take you there."

The force behind him was very strong. Chu Tianba realized that He Feng really wanted to push him out, and he quickly shouted, "I was wrong! I'm sorry, I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again!"

As he shouted, the hole slowly closed and He Feng let go.

Chu Tianba just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the force disappear, but then Shen Zishu stepped on his head and he fell to the ground, unable to move.

"Anyone else want to try?" He Feng looked around and said, "How about we make a bet? I bet that none of you can beat me."

Shen Zishu silently increased the force, and Chu Tianba instantly let out a wail. The remaining 13 people gathered together and trembled, and no one dared to do it again.

"And you, Chu Wangba." He Feng squatted down and stabbed Poxiao into the floor in front of Chu Tianba. "I didn't kill you simply because I'm in a good mood now. Don't challenge me again to see if I have patience with you, okay? I have this for others, but I really don't have it for you."

Chu Tianba looked at the blade in front of his nose and remembered the feeling of it piercing his body. He felt a heat in his crotch and began to nod suddenly, crying and wanting He Feng to let him go.

He Feng was disgusted by the foul smell. He put his arm around Shen Zishu's waist and took a few steps back.

That's it? You dare to challenge him with this courage? Are you crazy? This is the real madman.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were so timid?" He Feng pulled out the Dawn and put it into his backpack. "If you had told me earlier, I would have killed you. I thought you were brave. I apologize. I overestimated you."

Chu Tianba didn't dare to make a sound and could only sit on his own excrement and sob.

[From the beginning of my show till now, I have been so angry! So happy, so angry! So happy and a little disgusted.]

[The summary by the top brother is great!]

"No." He Feng looked at the comments in the live broadcast room with some confusion: "How can you talk? I haven't lifted the ban yet."

[Haha! You didn’t expect that! The ban will be automatically lifted when the show is restarted! Lululu, you didn’t expect that!]

Unexpectedly, He Feng flicked his finger and gave Qian Youlin a ten-minute silence package: "Why can't you change this bad habit, Xiao Qian? I haven't convinced you in the past few days, right?"

[Rest in peace, Big Brother Bang! Also! Have you guys been living together these days?]

"Yeah, I can't help wanting to beat him up every day." He Feng sighed and leaned on Shen Zishu: "I'll beat him harder next time we meet."

[Oh! Did Brother He bring the purple sweet potato out of the dungeon? Great!]

"Great!" He Feng cheered, "He's mine, forget it."

[Who dares!!! I will be the first one to disagree!!!]

[That’s right! I wonder who dares to break up my CP!]

[Hey, come on if you dare, my keyboard is thirsty.]

He Feng looked at it once, looked at it again, and turned off the live broadcast screen.

how to say.

He always felt that if he said that he was with Shen Zishu, these people would faint from excitement, so he decided to let them guess for themselves.

He Feng glanced around the situation inside the train. OK, OK, everyone is scared to death of him, right?

"Introduce yourselves one by one." He Feng said, "Don't try to play tricks. I'm telling you."

As everyone knows, He Feng couldn't remember other people's names at all, so after these people introduced themselves to each other, He Feng only remembered the last person.

The little stutterer who was crying and howling so loudly couldn't get promoted.

Sheng Nancheng saw the big devil staring at him and almost cried again: "What are you doing? Don't look at me, I'm scared."

"I'm just thinking about one thing." He Feng stroked his chin: "Who named you Birthless? Isn't this a curse on you?"

Sheng Nancheng choked and burst into tears instantly: "Wuwuwuwu, my name is Shengbucheng, no, my name is Sheng Nancheng, wuwuwuwu!"

"Oh, oh!" He Feng scratched his head, and his ears turned red as he looked at Shen Zishu who was laughing at the side. "Oh, it's almost the same, I can't survive anyway."

Sheng Nancheng: ...

Sheng Nancheng cried even louder.

"This train will arrive at the "Zuogu" station. Please prepare to get off in advance if you are selected."

When the announcement sounded, everyone began to panic.

He Feng raised his hand and pointed at a man and asked, "How many people are in your live broadcast room?"

Geng Bo was stunned for a moment. He opened the live broadcast room and looked at the number of people: "569 people, what's wrong?"

"Oh." He Feng pointed at someone else: "What about you?"

"327." Ding Yan immediately replied: "Why are you asking this?"

This quick answer allowed He Feng to draw a conclusion. He pointed at Ding Yan and said, "Okay, the ticket is, uh, this..."

Shen Zishu: "Ding Yan."

"That's right." He Feng turned around and gave Shen Zishu a thumbs up: "Ticket Xiao Ding."

"Why!" Ding Yan's emotions gradually became agitated: "Why vote for me!"

He Feng didn't care: "I am happy to do that. Do you have a problem? You only have two choices now. First, be thrown out by me. Second, get out by yourself. Choose."

"I'm not an NPC!" Ding Yan collapsed and said, "I really am not! I just don't have that live broadcast! I really am not an NPC! Believe it or not! I woke up today and suddenly found myself here! But I really am not an NPC!"

Hearing this, He Feng paused, his brows slightly furrowed, and he turned his head to look at Shen Zishu.

Shen Zishu also frowned, and although he was a little uncertain, he nodded.

"I changed my mind." He Feng pointed at another person and said, "Vote for him."

Zheng Xiangtian was a little flustered. He knew that he had too many restrictions here and had no way to resist He Feng, but he didn't want it to end here: "Why did you decide it was me? What if I'm not an NPC? Are you going to kill innocent people?"

"Huh?" He Feng was a little surprised: "I just pointed in a direction randomly, why are you so anxious when there is a dog? Then I'll vote for you."

"You!" Zheng Xiangtian wanted to say something else, but he saw the others raised their hands and pointed them at him, which made Zheng Xiangtian feel ridiculous: "You don't know yet, Line 4 is the most difficult train in this copy! It's all because of He Feng! We were arranged here!"

After hearing this, He Feng took out the Dawn and slashed at Zheng Xiangtian's arm. Unfortunately, there was no blood, but several wires were exposed.

"Did I tell you my name?" Looking at the mechanical structure inside Zheng Xiangtian's arm that fell to the ground, He Feng laughed: "No way, Gou System, are you going to do it yourself? You can't afford to play with me. This makes me suddenly feel a little funny. What's going on?"

Zheng Xiangtian, also known as the horror game system, gritted his teeth.

After the Rose Manor replica's signal was intercepted for the first time, it didn't care.

But it was intercepted again in the Dead City and its secret was discovered. It had to admit it and it became anxious.

So it made a human-like machine as quickly as possible, and transferred the host's consciousness to this machine, secretly bound it to He Feng, and prepared to follow He Feng into the copy to see if he had any way to block it.

It’s a pity that he was discovered before he could see the thing.

"But I was right about one thing." The horror game system raised its chin: "Route 4 is indeed the most difficult route in this dungeon. You are all in this situation because of He Feng. He is the culprit."

"Hey." He Feng was surprised: "If you can't target them, just frame them! What a real trick little Biezhi is playing with!"

"Frame-up? Ha, I don't bother playing such low-level stuff." The horror game system looked at the hesitant players around it and said, "As long as you can kill He Feng, I will send you back to the real world safely. How about that?"

If the horror game system says that killing He Feng will satisfy the player's request, the player may not dare to do so.

But if the condition is to go home, it would be very different.

The players' attitudes began to loosen. On this train heading towards hope, they looked at each other and raised their weapons one after another.

"Look! Look!" The horror game system shouted happily, "Look at how easy it is for you humans to be incited! He Feng, you, and Shen Zishu, you all..."

The humanoid machine was stabbed by dozens of knives. It turned its head in surprise, but what it saw were determined faces.

"I'd rather stab you to death than go home!" Sheng Nancheng summoned up his courage and shouted, "You little piece of trash! Go to hell! I'm going to vote for you!"

"The train has arrived at the "Zuogu" station. The player voted out this time is: Zheng Xiangtian."