The Boss Behind The Game

Cangxu Dayu, the Palace of the Central Mansion.

Sitting on top of the main hall, Lord Cangxu looked indifferently at the man kneeling in front of him, and said lightly:

"You know what to do?"

The man below was trembling. Just a few hours ago, he was still a newborn soul floating in the void, without any consciousness, but the white-haired man in front of him called Fujun actually awakened his past life memory and made him conscious. Knowing that he has already gone to hell, this mysterious method made him feel very scared.

At this time, he didn't dare to have any thoughts of resistance at all, for fear that he would be thrown into the eighteenth floor of hell and accept the ordeal.

Hearing Cang Xu's question, the man quickly prostrated himself on the ground: "Your Majesty gave me a new life, and I will do my best to serve you!"

"Go, I'll give you a chance to go back. If you do this well, I'll definitely reward you!" Looking at the man kneeling on the ground, Cang Xu had a flash of determination in his eyes.

 …

As night falls, the lights come on.

After the noise of police sirens sounded from a distance, a burst of chaotic footsteps and the low barking of police dogs moved from far to near.

The pattering raindrops kept patting on Qin Yu's body. He leaned against the corner of the deserted hospital and panted heavily, his expression full of disbelief.

Beads of sweat mingled with blood flowed down his forehead, and his lips quivered slightly on his pale face.

Everything that happened in this half day made Qin Yu feel as if he was going through a nightmare, but all of this was too real, and the reality made him feel terrified.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the other side of the abandoned hospital, where he couldn't see was shrouded in hazy darkness, making Qin Yu's nerves tense.

After waiting for a while, Qin Yu finally heaved a sigh of relief, his body leaned against the wall and slid to the ground, his spirit began to be a little trance, and his thoughts drifted to half a day ago again.

 …

Just half a day ago, Qin Yu finished his day's work and returned to the community where he rented with his graduated buddy Wu Hao as usual, ready to have dinner.

But after knocking on the door, it wasn't his best friend Wu Hao who opened the door, but a tall man in his thirties, black and thin, with a goatee.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the black and thin man was the first to laugh and said:

"Come back, come in quickly."

Back to his own house, the door was still opened by a stranger.

He also said strange things like you are back, although Qin Yu was puzzled, he didn't take it seriously.

In Qin Yu's opinion at the time, this person should be a guest of his buddy Wu Hao.

But after entering the room sideways, Qin Yu immediately felt something was wrong.

The house is quiet, the TV is off, the dining table is empty, the kitchen is also very quiet, the curtains around are drawn, and the silence in the house is a bit unusual.

This is not at all what the house should look like when guests arrive.

You know, every time Qin Yu goes home at night, his roommate Wu Hao always prepares a table of food for his arrival, but now everything seems a bit wrong.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu felt uneasy. He subconsciously called out "Ahao", and then walked towards Wu Hao's bedroom.

At this time, the voice of the goatee came from behind Qin Yu.

He called out to Qin Yu who wanted to go back to the bedroom, then opened the door of the study, pointed to the inside of the study and said:

"Come on, Wu Hao is here."

Qin Yu subconsciously turned around and looked into the study, but when he saw the scene inside, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Wu Hao was firmly tied to the computer chair, his mouth was sealed with tape, his body was trembling slightly, and he looked at Qin Yu with horror in his eyes.

Qin Yu immediately understood that he had encountered a burglary.

Qin Yu himself has participated in some criminology research at school, and he understands that in such a situation, he must not be cowardly, otherwise, if the last thought of the gangster in front of him is to kill someone,

If he was soft, the lives of both of them would be lost.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists violently, and was about to step forward and punch the black and thin man's temple, wanting to strike quickly to subdue him.

But as soon as Qin Yu took a step forward, his body froze in place.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat. He never expected that the gangster in front of him would actually carry a gun with him.

Goatee walked to Wu Hao's side at this time, stretched out his hand and tore off the tape around Wu Hao's mouth, and then took out a handful of three-edged army thorns from his waist with his left hand.

"Xiaohao, if uncle stabs you with this knife, the blood will flow out within half an hour, and there is no way to save it."

When Wu Hao heard this, his face turned pale, and he immediately said to Qin Yu:

"Brother Yu, do as my uncle said, he is not a bad person, he will not kill us."

Looking at Wu Hao's frightened and expectant eyes, Qin Yu glanced at the pistol raised by the goatee again.

At this time, Qin Yu also understood that the decision-making power was no longer in his hands.

Wu Hao said again at this time: "Uncle, I will give you exactly how much money you want, and we promise not to call the police."

When Goatee heard this, he couldn't deny it with a smile, and didn't answer, but picked up a rope and walked to Qin Yu's side.

Looking at Qin Yu's angry eyes, he said while tying him, "Don't move around, I'll let you go when I get the money."

Hearing this, Qin Yu probably understood some of the situation in front of him.

This goatee should be Wu Hao's uncle, and the motive for this burglary was money.

But what he didn't understand was why Goatee targeted his relative Wu Hao.

But because of this, Qin Yu believed that the goatee would not kill them. .

After the binding was over, Qin Yu was dragged back to the bedroom and thrown on the bed.

In order to prevent Qin Yu from breaking free, the goatee even bound his limbs to the edge of the bed.

Not long after, the goatee came again, this time he brought a few rolls of tape, and wrapped Qin Yu tightly several times.

After that, the goatee seemed to be still worried, and put tape on Qin Yu's eyes, took a plastic bag, and wrapped the tape around Qin Yu's ears, trying to cover Qin Yu's hearing at the same time.

"It's a pity, you're still so young!"

Before Qin Yu's hearing was blocked, the sigh of the goatee made Qin Yu's heart twitch.

A chill emerged from the bottom of my heart and spread all over my body.

Qin Yu subconsciously wanted to break free, but because the binding was too strong, he couldn't move at all.

When the door was closed, Qin Yu's fear grew in the silent environment, and his blood stagnation made his hands and feet numb after a while.

Everything is in the dark, can't hear, can't see, can't speak...

As long as you shake your head slightly, there will be a dripping noise from your ears covered by plastic bags.

At this time, Qin Yu started to think wildly, and the picture of himself being pierced by the triangular army in the heart and falling into a pool of blood convulsed violently appeared in his mind.

In the end, the blood coagulated and the corpse slowly stinks.

Qin Yu was tormented by this invisible fear, but the time seemed endless...

 …

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Yu, who was in a trance, was awakened by a rough pull.

He could vaguely feel that someone was helping him untie the rope tied to the head of the bed, but Qin Yu couldn't be happy, because such a rough method could never be the action of a rescuer.

Sure enough, as Qin Yu expected, after untying the rope tied to the head of the bed, he was roughly pulled and dragged outward.

At this time, due to his poor blood flow and troublesome hands and feet, his ability to resist is very weak.

Qin Yu tried to use his hands to grab things around him for strength, because he had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

But then his head hurt, and his thoughts fell into a coma.

When he woke up again, Qin Yu found himself lying in the abandoned hospital covered in blood, and the goatee was standing under the dim light, carving something on the ground with a strange expression.

Qin Yu stood up with difficulty, and he turned his head to look around.

Sure enough, Wu Hao's clothes were also torn, and he fell to the side covered in blood.

"What are you going to do? Don't you want money? I'll give you..."

Before Qin Yu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Goatee stretching out his hand.

Qin Yu looked forward with the help of the dim light, and found that the goatee was carrying a paint bucket, dipping his hands in it from time to time.

It seems that there are some patterns drawn on the ground.

The tip of his nose was filled with a faint fishy smell, and then thinking of the scars on himself and Wu Hao, Qin Yu suddenly understood what was in the paint bucket.

No matter how stupid he was, Qin Yu also realized at this time that the goatee was not here for money at all, but for another purpose.

But now Qin Yu's whole body is sore and limp, and he doesn't even have the strength to stand up. Even if he is asked to run, he can't run a few steps.

At this time, Wu Hao also woke up slowly, but compared with Qin Yu, he seemed weaker.

There was no trace of blood on his pale face, and his expression seemed a little dull. This state looked extremely bad.

"My lord, I have finished, what should I do next?"

Suddenly Goatee stood up and said to himself.

No one answered, but the look of the goatee became more and more strange.

After a while, the goatee queen nodded heavily, and turned her attention to Qin Yu and Wu Hao.

"Uncle, what on earth are you going to do? If you want money, I can give it to you. Let us go." Wu Hao's weak words were filled with tears.

"Xiaohao, you know uncle likes to gamble, and he's been a bad guy in this life, but this time I have a chance to turn around, how can I let it go."

At this time, Goatee suddenly paused: "By the way, uncle was actually beaten to death a month ago because he didn't pay off his gambling debt..."

Hearing this, Qin Yu and Wu Hao felt a chill in their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel terrified. .

The goatee's eyes shone with a breathtaking cold light, and he gradually approached.

At this moment, Qin Yu's heart was full of despair. Could it be that he was really going to die at the hands of this lunatic.

After the goatee approached the two, he first grabbed Wu Hao's wrist, then grabbed Qin Yu's hair, and dragged the two to where he was standing before.

Being dragged to the light, Qin Yu was horrified to find that there was a strange formation pattern drawn with blood under his feet.

The goatee dragged the two of them down behind the eyes of the pattern, pulled Wu Hao's left hand, and then took out the three-edged army thorn from his waist, and swiped it hard.

Blood spurted and dripped.

Wu Hao and Qin Yu who watched this scene were full of despair.

Qin Yu was paralyzed by the side, just watching Wu Hao's life passing by helplessly.

He tried to struggle and resist, but was kicked and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The continuous flow of blood made Wu Hao fall into a coma. After the goatee put down his arm, Wu Hao was already limp on the ground, motionless.

"It's your turn!"

Bloodthirsty scarlet flashed in Goatee's eyes, he grabbed Qin Yu who fell to the ground, and cut his wrist in the same way.

"You...what is the purpose of doing this?" Qin Yu asked weakly.

Death is so close, but he doesn't want to die without knowing it.

"If we talk about you, I can only say that you are unlucky. In fact, I only want Xiao Hao's life, because his soul is different. As for you? It's just bad luck, but you can also contribute a little value."

Goatee's tone seemed a little excited, as if he was expecting something.

Qin Yu's consciousness gradually blurred at this moment.

Vaguely, he saw bursts of scarlet light emanating from the blood-smeared formation, and hideous phantoms of evil ghosts emerged from the formation...

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