Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 145 Circular Highway 2: Waiting for you, mumumu

A very sweet voice sounded and He Feng shivered. He touched his arm which was covered with goose bumps and felt a little chilly.

Why do horror game systems like to make this kind of prompt sounds? It's really disgusting.

He Feng's disgust was clearly shown on his face, which made the audience in the live broadcast room laugh.

[Haha ...

[? Be careful what you say in front of me. Also, come and get the red envelope! It’s from Brother He!]

[What! I’m coming! !]

[Holy crap?! Duo Shao? 1000? Is it because my luck is much higher than He Ge's? He stole so much!]

He Feng: ...

He gave the man a forced smile and gave him a ten-minute silence order.

"You really have to step on other people's minefields to dance, right?" He Feng approached the live broadcast room and tried to intimidate the group of people: "I'm telling you, my boyfriend's luck value is 90! Do you understand? Do you understand the value of this 90? It's true!"

[Yeah, yeah, yeah, thanks to Gefu for giving Hege something to brag about. Thanks, Gefu! ]

[Thank you, Goff!]

[Thank you, Goff!]

He Feng: ...

This group of people really is, if you say they are wrong, it seems they are not wrong, but if you say they are right, they are just annoying.

So He Feng simply hid the light screen and didn't look at the barrage.

It doesn't matter, he will play blind.

The reason why He Feng opened the live broadcast room was to check the time. He remembered that they entered the copy at 14:30, and the announcement just now was at 15:00, exactly half an hour, so one cycle should be two hours.

Is this a hint?

He Feng shook his head, always feeling that it was not that simple.

Everyone quieted down because of the sudden announcement and the bus continued on the road.

The bus was a luxury bus with only eight seats and a door separating it from the driver's cab.

The bus has a bathroom, a kitchen, and even a washing machine. It is very similar to an RV, but much larger than an RV.

The seats were also very spacious, large enough for an adult to lie down when folded down. Although there were four seats together, each row was actually far apart, so it wouldn't be crowded even if the front seats were folded down. No wonder Xia Fan didn't hear Shen Zishu's "hmm".

He Feng stood up from his seat and began to wander around the bus, looking around.

The bus ran relatively smoothly, except for a slight bump when it ran over rocks from time to time, but it was hardly a problem.

Du Ruanyuan looked at He Feng wandering around as if he had seen a ghost. He closed his eyes and shrank towards the window, leaving He Feng with a puzzled look on his face.

However, He Feng was not the kind of person who would not ask questions. He simply walked behind Du Ruanyuan, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Du Ruanyuan.

The footsteps faded away and Du Ruanyuan opened her eyes. She looked around but didn't see He Feng and was wondering why. When she looked up, she saw a face and screamed and fainted.

He Feng, who was about to say hello:?

No, he didn’t even use his strength, and this guy fainted?

So, um, weak?

As Du Ruanyuan fainted, some people couldn't hold it anymore.

"Please be honest." Kang Jiankang said bluntly: "Who is abnormal?"

In silence, a hand was slowly raised from the seat on the right. Xia Fan said with a silly smile: "I'm not normal. My brain isn't working well."

This sentence made Kang Jiankang silent. It was not right for him to say it, and it was not right for him not to say it. He looked very aggrieved for a moment.

He Feng held back his laughter. He walked behind the little girl, leaned over the back of the chair and poked the top of her head: "Sincerity is always the ultimate skill."

"Of course not!" Xia Fan was quite proud: "Hehehe."

Xia Ren, who was sitting next to her, covered his face helplessly and let out a sigh.

Forget it, it’s fine like this.

He Feng, on the other hand, was so amused that he burst into laughter. He lay on the back of Xia Fan's chair and laughed. Xia Fan also laughed. For a while, the carriage was filled with laughter, but the atmosphere became increasingly heavy.

Xing Zizhen already had his weapon in his hand. He looked at Kang Jiankang beside him and asked, "Are you abnormal for asking this question?"

"Stop spitting blood at me!" Kang Jiankang yelled, "How could I be abnormal?"

He Feng was tired of laughing, so he leaned back in his chair and looked at the tense situation on the left. He probably guessed what it was because of.

How to say it, he and Shen Zishu have already gone through five dungeons. The players in these five dungeons were either novices or very good players, and no one would care about that .5.

Newbies don’t understand, but good players see through it but don’t say it out loud.

But this copy is different. As He Feng's rating gradually increases, the levels of the players he meets also become higher. Most of them are stuck at "A" and cannot move up any further.

He is considered an intermediate player, and also a relatively smart player.

The most important thing for players at this stage is to stay alive, so they pay close attention to every link where problems may occur.

For example, now, He Feng would like to call it the war caused by .5.

The atmosphere between Kang Jiankang and Xing Zizhen gradually became tense. He Xiang was ready to strike, and Xia Ren was almost ready. In the end, only He Feng and Xia Fan were left watching the show.

As for Shen Zishu, he was of course staring at his boyfriend.

"I think you are clearly the thief crying 'stop thief'!" Xing Zizhen has already unsheathed his scimitar: "I advise you not to be clever!"

Kang Jiankang was about to speak when he was interrupted by He Feng.

"Excuse me for butting in." When everyone looked over, He Feng raised his hand as a greeting: "Hey.5, what's wrong with you guys?"

"Oh, you ignorant kid." Xing Zizhen snorted coldly: "Have you ever seen anyone who can be considered half-baked? This player must be abnormal! Maybe he was planted by the horror game system!"

"Oh." He Feng nodded and said, "Is that so."

He stopped talking after he finished speaking and just watched Kang Jiankang and Xing Zizhen test each other.

[Well, if I remember correctly, our brother-in-law is the .5, right?]

[Yes, Goff has been .5 since Death Train.]

[Brother He, I've wanted to ask this for a long time, but I didn't ask because I was afraid that Brother He would be unhappy. Why is Brother He's .5?]

"Oh, this, that's a long story." He Feng looked mysterious, leaned closer to the screen in the live broadcast room, and whispered: "In summary, the Gou system is jealous of my boyfriend's talent, so it deliberately targets him, just like the Gou system is jealous of my talent, do you understand?"

[? A bit weird, not sure, let’s take a look.]

[Actually, how should I put it? Anyone who has seen Hege play the game of Death City should know what happened to Goff at that time. He was neither a human nor a boss. I feel that point 5 may refer to this, so I feel that Hege is not wrong when he says that the Gou system is jealous of Goff's talent.]

[! God, I remembered the dead city where no lights were turned on for five years...]

[Wuwuwuwu and Gefu didn’t want to see Hege get hurt so he let go of Hege’s hand, but he ended up getting stepped on and deformed. Wuwuwuwu! ]

The live broadcast room was filled with heated conversation. He Feng watched for a while and then thought of the dead city with only one person. He felt uncomfortable.

He walked up to Shen Zishu, held his face in his hands, and said with pity: "So I said, Gou System is just jealous of my boyfriend's talent."

Hearing this, Shen Zishu smiled lightly, and turned his head to put his cheek closer to He Feng's palm.

In that case, then be more sympathetic to him.

But at this moment, a look of hatred lingered on the two of them. He Feng raised his eyebrows, and Shen Zishu also noticed something was wrong.

Just now, He Feng was walking around in the bus and wanted to see if Fu Shi was there, but after walking around and not feeling any disgusting sight, he thought Fu Shi might not be there.

But that’s not necessarily the case now.

Hey, why is Fu Shi still in Kongtong?

He Feng couldn't help it. He smiled and lowered his head to kiss the corner of Shen Zishu's lips: "You covered it up well, why couldn't you help it?"

As he was talking, He Feng suddenly remembered the useless orphanage, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the "I really feel like I'm not a human" achievement. The system will immediately issue 2 bonus points (already increased in value)"

"Ding, the host He Feng's points have reached: 1880."

He Feng: ...

"You jumped out right away when you saw the excitement, right?" He Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Do you believe that sooner or later I will chop you down?"

"Ouch, I'm so scared~"

"Wait for you, muahmuh."

He Feng was silent again. Damn it, he never thought that one day he would meet an opponent in the shameless field.

The achievement system stopped jumping around after saying this, and He Feng turned his gaze back to the car.

First of all, no matter what, there is definitely no problem with Xia Fan, and the two over there have not stopped testing each other, and Du Ruanyuan has not woken up and is still unconscious, so the only ones left could be those two people.

Once the scope is narrowed, it doesn't take much thought to know who it is. However, He Feng has no plans to find out the person yet. He mainly wants to see what Fu Shi can do.

It's quite curious, hehe.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

"Are you sick? I told you I'm not!"

The test between Xing Zizhen and Kang Jiankang has turned into an armed conflict. The scimitar was unsheathed, and Xing Zizhen slashed at Kang Jiankang fiercely.

Because Kang Jiankang's seat was by the window, he was unable to dodge and got scratched on the arm. He screamed out in pain: "Damn it! Mr. Xing! Are you serious?"

"Die!" Xing Zizhen raised his scimitar high: "Die quickly!"

“No!” Kang Jiankang also realized something was wrong. He took out his weapon to block the blow: “Old Xing? Hey, hey, hey, Old Xing!”

Transparent silk threads extended from the ceiling and connected to Xing Zizhen's head, as if Xing Zizhen's every move was controlled by these silk threads. He Feng took out Dawn and cut those transparent threads with one knife, and Xing Zizhen's attacking movement suddenly stopped.

He smacked his lips, not knowing what had just happened: "Would you like to have stewed beef brisket for lunch?"

Kang Jiankang: "I think you look like beef brisket!"