After being trapped in the infinite variety show, the big salted fish killed her crazy

Chapter 12 Vampire

To be honest, losing hundreds of thousands is nothing to Ning Siyun.

It's just that this loss method makes people speechless.

Listening to the shattering sound of wine bottles, it was as if someone grabbed his money and threw it into the sea in front of his face, and asked him to watch the process.

If you can't vent your anger at the people on the screen, you can only find trouble with the people around you.

He took the cigarette case from the computer, shook out one and held it between his fingers, but he was not in a hurry to light it, but played with it for a while, squinting at the assistant.

"This is the result of you perfecting the game? It's only been half an hour. If that Lu Mingzhu hadn't been so scared to death, she wouldn't even want to move."

The assistant was also speechless, who knew it was such a coincidence, Yun Shu walked in and found a card, that ghost head didn't scare her at all.

"It's because I didn't expect Yun Shu to be so courageous," the assistant said bravely, "Why don't we make it more difficult?"

"Is she brave?"

Ning Siyun took the cigarette holder and tapped Yun Shu's face on the screen.

"Her hands are shaking."

After finishing speaking, he lit the cigarette, squinted his eyes slightly and took a puff, his eyes were misty while puffing out the clouds, which made his appearance even more superior.

It's just that the words are harsh.

"I don't care if she's afraid or not. I mean, your game planning is poor, and it makes people lose interest in continuing to play at the very beginning."

The assistant opened his mouth and said cautiously, "Then I plan again?"

"Forget it," he returned his attention to the screen, traced Yun Shu's figure with his fingers, and said with great interest, "I will do it myself next time."

Ning Siyun has been watching the screen for a long time. Ever since Yun Shu woke up from the bed in the old castle, she has been watching her every move. Qi Zhou asked him to go out and he didn't agree.

He found this Yun Shu very interesting.

Chu Xiaoqin's low self-esteem and embarrassment can't be covered, and Lu Mingzhu is also timid, only she seems to have been in a low mood.

Anything that is different from what he expected will arouse his interest, such a pure and beautiful face, but it seems that he has never shown any expression of fear.

He didn't want to miss it, as if he was waiting for a TV series with a reversal. Before seeing that reversal, his interest in her would only increase.

It may be boring after seeing it, but at present he is very interested.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "What about this episode?"

"That's it. The skirt is well chosen. I don't remember such things in the castle."

There are many small castles for rent or sale in foreign countries, and wealthy businessmen in China like them very much. Gradually, everyone follows the trend and loves to buy castles.

He bought this old castle last year, and he only lived there when he went abroad. He never brought a woman back, so there shouldn't be such a thing.

Assistant: "I just bought it to create a western medieval style."

"Western Middle Ages?" Ning Siyun smiled, "Vampire?"

Assistant: "Yes, there are in the props."

"That's kind of interesting." He waved his hand to let people leave, and then ordered the last sentence, "She's not badly dressed, buy a few more."

The assistant was stunned, not knowing what he was going to do, but still nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Ning."

After they left, Ning Siyun continued to stare at the screen.

In the gray background, Yun Shu, who was wearing a princess dress, smashed the props with a bottle of wine with no expression on her face.

It seemed that the more they smashed, the more excited they became. One time, the wine bottle fell out of his hand and hit a nearby wooden frame. There were three rows of red wine on it, and they all fell to pieces.

Ning Siyun: "..."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, unable to watch it any longer, and entered the password request in the remote control system by himself.

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Yun Shu's body was still trembling slightly, the feeling of venting her emotions with violence was very useful, after the row of wooden frames fell, she only felt that her whole body was unobstructed.

Behind her, Lu Mingzhu was trembling, a few steps away from her, for fear that when she swung the bottle, she would swung her head off first.

The echoes of bang bang bang in the basement were endless, and after all the wine on the wooden shelf was smashed, it was finally quiet for a while.

Then the electronic sound got stuck in the gap and popped out again.

"Warning! The game venue has been extensively damaged, and the main culprit will deduct [-] audience favorite points!"

Yun Shu froze for a moment, then lowered her hands as if nothing had happened, and stood still.

Lu Mingzhu was even more worried than she was when she heard that: "Deduct ten thousand? Then don't hammer it, I don't know if there is a total of ten thousand."

Chu Xiaoqin smelled the smell of wine in the room, and asked a little more: "Does it mean that these ghost heads can't be destroyed, or the wooden frame can't be destroyed?"

"I don't know," Yun Shu pulled the two of them to the front, "But in order to prevent me from being impulsive again, you all go ahead and open the way."

Chu Xiaoqin and Lu Mingzhu froze together.

The thing that was smashed by violence just now was at his feet, and there was a rotten head dangling on top of his head.

I didn't feel anything when I was overwhelmed by her aura of being a husband and a husband, but now I am standing in front of me, I feel as if all the ghosts in the world are sniffing around them.

After two seconds of silence, Lu Mingzhu asked Ai Ai Qiqi: "It should mean that the wooden frame cannot be knocked down, right? Otherwise, you should continue hammering?"

She said coolly: "Hit you?"

Lu Mingzhu: "..."

They can only stand in front and open the way.

The basement was originally dark, and they knew very well that the space was divided into long and narrow passages by rows of wooden frames, so when they walked forward, they would automatically restrain their hands and feet, treating this as a deep corridor full of weird things beside them .

The "corridor" was so quiet that one could hear one's own heartbeat, and the invisible darkness ahead made one daunted.

The large-scale hanged ghost heads just now did not appear, but this quietness is more frightening for no reason.

As I walked, I didn't know where I turned, when the front suddenly opened up, and there was a little bit of faint light.

Behind the bright light, there were two people sitting beside a small round table. On the table were two glasses of wine, bright red like blood.

Probably hearing their movements, one of the people with their back turned turned his head.

The body did not move, but the head was turned 180 degrees to the back. On the exposed face, the eyes were blood red, and the eye sockets were covered with fine purple lines, and the mouth was opened to an unimaginable arc, revealing four pointed teeth.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Lu Mingzhu didn't delay for a second, and immediately responded with a scream.

"Their heads! Their heads turned back!"

Chu Xiaoqin took a step back, grabbed the wooden frame next to him tightly, and yelled out.

"The teeth are bleeding!"

Yun Shu was behind them, tensing her body and breathing rapidly, but she pursed her lips and made no sound.

Surprised by the sound, another person also looked up at them, his face was covered with bruises and fangs like the 180-degree ghost.

He also tilted his head and smiled at them.

In the next second, the heads of both of them were broken off at the same time, and their heads fell to the ground with a thud, rolling around.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

This time the scream was louder.

Lu Mingzhu broke down and shouted, and hurriedly stepped back to run, but she didn't notice Chu Xiaoqin behind her, the two of them bumped into each other and staggered to the ground.

Even after falling down, he couldn't help shrinking back, propped his hands on the ground, and caught off guard that his hands were wet, reminiscent of the blood dripping from the teeth of those two ghosts in the wine glass.

A series of horrifying scenes made them cry and crawl to the side.

(End of this chapter)