Thriller Game: Big Brother, You Are Too Much!

Su Chen stood on tiptoe and walked in the aisle of Building 1.

The light in the aisle is very dim, and occasionally there is a rustling sound.

The rotten and wet smell constantly irritated Su Chen's nasal passages.

He felt as if he was walking in a doomsday wasteland, full of deadly radiation.

"The first day is a D-level ordinary mission."

"Be careful, escaping Building 1 is not a problem."

"Building 1 will become more terrifying the next day, maybe the escape mission will directly reach the C-level."

Su Chen is calculating.

He decided that if he could not find his ghost before the end of the first day, he would leave Building 1.

Don't do the challenging task of dealing with Building 1, and go directly back to Xin'an Community.

Dachun and Hongling can't find themselves, and they will also evacuate Building 1.

After they come out, Su Chen will think about moving.

Building 1 can't handle it, Xin'an community will become a murderous place sooner or later, he doesn't want to stay in the murderous place.

But if you can meet your own ghost on the first day, then it depends on the situation.

Everything has to make way for survival.

"Hello everyone, I'm your favorite late-night adventure anchor: Sister Zhou."

"The place we came to this time is the most famous abandoned ghost building in Dongxin City."

"I heard people say that when this building was demolished, a lot of weird things happened, and even people were killed."

"So, the demolition is over, and the building has been abandoned."

"It was also said that every midnight there was a strange cry from the building."

"There are even people who have seen a flash of darkness."

Zhou Qingyang's few words, coupled with her expression, raised the atmosphere of the live broadcast room.

People today have too much experience, and many live broadcasts are completely uninteresting to them.

They prefer to hunt for strange anchors.

Zhou Qingyang also grasped this point, blogging people's attention, and live broadcasting late-night adventures online.

Don't look at Zhou Qingyang's sweet appearance, like a cute girl.

But if you start to move, two or three big men may not be able to beat her.

After all, her family has opened martial arts halls for generations, and more or less inherited some real things.

"Eighty thousand people are angry."

"It's possible to break through the popularity of 100,000 people tonight."

"As expected of you, Zhou Qingyang."

Zhou Qingyang clenched his fists, quite excited.

"Family, brush up the gifts."

While broadcasting live, she carefully observed her surroundings.

It's not ghosts that I'm afraid of, it's people that I'm afraid of.

After all, as a beautiful girl who acts late at night, there will always be some perverted fans who will stay in advance.

This time, Zhou Qingyang's late-night expedition was not notified in advance, just to avoid the unpleasant things from happening before.

"There is indeed a bit of evil here." Zhou Qingyang walked cautiously.

There were obvious bloodstains on the gravel on the ground.

Just not sure if it's human blood or other animal blood.

"Bah, pah, Zibuyu is weird." Zhou Qingyang hurriedly shook his head, suppressing his inner unease.

I have been to so many places myself.

The rumors of haunted places in some places are very fierce, and in the end they are not man-made.

As a new youth of atheism and idealism, Zhou Qingyang obviously does not believe in these dirty things, and even regards them as superstitions.

Looking down at the continuous increase in the number of people in the live broadcast room and the continuous supply of gifts, Zhou Qingyang's final anxiety disappeared.

"Sure enough, the more famous the place, the more attractive." Zhou Qingyang's face flushed with excitement.

In such a short time, I topped my previous month's income.

"Sister Zhou, you are bleeding a lot this time. You even hired an actor."

"I suspect that Sister Zhou didn't go to the abandoned ghost building."

"That's it."

"I've seen Sister Zhou's actress. She's on the second floor. She's holding a long gun. She's pretty good."

"I saw it too, haha."

The barrage in the live broadcast room caught Zhou Qingyang's attention.

"actor?"

She could swear that she really didn't find an actor this time.

The place where I came is also a real abandoned ghost building.

It's for authenticity.

Look back at the second floor that the barrage said.

The second floor was silent and dark, and nothing could be seen.

"Did you really see a figure with a spear?" Zhou Qingyang swallowed, she felt something was wrong.

It seemed that something was staring at her, staring at her horribly.

"Sister Zhou, you really look like you."

"The actors you arranged also asked us."

"We've already seen it through."

"That actor is still holding a super exaggerated long gun, or a three-pointed two-edged gun."

"Yes, yes."

The barrage that was brushed made Zhou Qingyang short of breath, and his forehead was covered in fine sweat.

If the barrage is real, then the problem is big.

In the middle of the night, who was walking around the abandoned ghost building with a long gun.

This Nima is so perverted.

"You didn't lie to me." Zhou Qingyang's voice trembled a little.

"Wouldn't it be some perverted fan who got the position of my adventure ahead of time and came to squat?"

This is the best result.

If the figure you just saw in the live broadcast room is not a fan of yourself, what is it?

"Ghost!" It rushed into Zhou Qingyang's mind almost instantly.

She was so stiff that she didn't even dare to move forward.

"Everyone, I'm not feeling well today."

"The live broadcast ends here."

After thinking about it, Zhou Qingyang planned to retreat.

In any case, this place is too evil, and I am extremely uneasy in my heart.

I told the old man that sooner or later I would encounter ghosts after walking too much at night.

She fought back her fear and backed away from where she came from.

But after retreating for a long time, she suddenly found that the main door she came in had disappeared.

turned into a wall.

The place won't admit it wrong.

"Everyone, I seem to have really encountered a ghost."

"Look at this place, I just came in here, and now this door has disappeared." Fear turned into an invisible hand and grabbed Zhou Qingyang's throat.

The live broadcast room is still as lively as the vegetable market.

They all praised that this is Zhou Qingyang's best performance in so many live broadcasts.

And the atmosphere of fear is also very good.

The number of live broadcasts has exceeded 100,000.

But Zhou Qingyang doesn't care about the number of live broadcasts at all.

She was sure that the door through which she came in had disappeared.

"There might be a ghost in this place."

"Quick, whoever is near here, come and save me."

Zhou Qingyang was about to cry.

Only at the scene can you feel this creepy weirdness.

You can't feel it in the live room.

"Don't talk." Suddenly, a man's voice appeared in Zhou Qingyang's ear.

Her heart contracted suddenly, her mind went blank uncontrollably, and she forgot even the most basic screams.

A big hand poured out of the darkness, covering her mouth and pulling her into the darkness.

The phone fell to the ground.

The barrage is still swiping: "What's the situation, why is Sister Zhou missing?"

"The effect of the show was surprisingly good. The big hand that suddenly appeared really scared me."

"Sister Zhou's script is good this time. I think Sister Zhou will be popular."

"That's it."