These words are undoubtedly revealing some information.
He kidnapped Nan Fei, made her faint, and then asked him to come out to play this unknown game. He was actually an acquaintance of Luo Nan Fei.
Otherwise, it would not be possible to describe it as understanding for many years.
"I also know one of her little secrets. I don't know if Mr. Fu?" The voices of the people over there were a little obscure and a little depressed.
It sounds like he was a crush on Luo Nanfei for many years but he didn't get what he wanted. And all he did now is just to revenge Fu Yancheng and want his life.
That was why I arranged a game.
"When she lies, she likes to put her hands behind her back. She will also get a little red after her ears."
"If you want to play, just try faster. I don't have that much time to spend with you here."
"But I haven't finished talking yet. She is really beautiful, the kind that's so beautiful that it's suffocating, especially when she's taking a shower..."
If you weren't interested, how could you find these details?
Fu Yancheng's eyes sank down, and became a little gloomy again.
"It seems that Mr. Fu is angry. OK, very good." The man was still smiling.
With a "wow", a huge photo was placed vertically from the upstairs.
The man said, and suddenly shivered! It was obvious that the upstairs were all black! Wherever there was a camera installed or where there was no camera installed, it was definitely not something that the naked eye could see.
But he saw Fu Yancheng's gaze and captured it very sharply. Moreover, it was like two knives that could fly out of the screen at any time, shaking his throat! Take his life.
Such request made Fu Yancheng extremely angry!
Broken photos of Luo Nanfei?
It was Luo Nanfei's. Fu Yancheng stared at the other side with his eyes. The photo was not from nearly a year or two. But from a few years ago. At that time, Nanfei looked much younger than now.
"Now there is a fake gun in front of you," the other party said. "As long as you hold this gun and smash this photo, we can start playing the next one immediately."
I also noticed these things upstairs, and from each floor, there were dense weapons aiming at him.
The man smiled coldly. "As long as Mr. Fu doesn't smash her photos, then it's your body that will be beaten."
Is it possible?
"It seems that you don't plan to have fun!" Fu Yancheng's extremely gloomy glance shot over! A scarlet red gradually appeared in his eyes. He was really angry.
The man's face changed.
"You actually arranged the plane?"
After saying a word, a "rumbling sound" suddenly came from the rooftop.
This sound is...
This is really paranoid.
He was threatened by this group of people! He wanted to die with these people.
"It's not just an airplane!" Fu Yancheng said coldly. "There are everything you should have! I hate being threatened! Instead of following your own sets!
Then why don’t you think about it, how can you bring you, the group of people, to ashes together!”
"Is it still going on?" Fu Yancheng's cold voice spread throughout the hall. "It seems that you are the same as me. You are the one who can't be denied!"
As soon as his voice is dangerous, you can feel that the shopping mall is surrounded by countless dangers. It is densely filled with dense crowds.
The man's face became very ugly. They just wanted to play with Fu Yancheng, but they didn't want to die with Fu Yancheng.
"Forget it. Mr. Fu, it seems that he does not have the talent to play games. It is neither exciting nor fun." The man said lightly. Luo Nanfei's photo was gradually put away. "Then let's just say the last item. In you
There is a big turntable in front of you. Whatever you turn is, Mr. Fu, be careful."
"If you turn to Luo Nanfei, I will hand her over to you directly. You might as well play first and see how lucky you are. Let's fight with artillery fire, how about it?"
On that big turntable, Luo Nanfei was indeed written. Moreover, this name occupies a large area.
This time I've really had a big time.
If it doesn't end, it may not end in a while.
After all, I am a living person. Now I have to give my life to a turntable.
Fu Yancheng stared for a few seconds, his big hand fell on it and turned gently. He didn't have any big expressions, but it made the viewer thrilling.
The rest are self-destruction, suicide, and some other things.
Ordinary people will definitely be frightened and their legs are weak and their trembling.
call…
The air was a little easier.
After turning around the big turntable, it gradually began to slow down. The pointer slid from those words. Gradually, the amplitude became smaller and smaller...
Finally, everyone opened their eyes wide. They watched helplessly, and the pointer, learned to crawl there, almost stopped. They slid slightly to...changing clothes.
Fu Yancheng would never be able to change clothes in public in the hall! This is the same as watching an animal and humiliating.
But the people who play games with him seem to understand his thoughts very well. It may also be for him to continue playing. The only clothes he needs to change is a coat.
"It seems that Mr. Fu is very lucky! You can transfer it to a thousandth chance." The man smiled and pressed down another mechanism. A suit was delivered to him.
.
Because the lights in this hall are dim, it is not easy to see clearly the style of the suit.
After all, I’m just playing games, I just have to play them, right?”
Fu Yancheng was patient and concealed his eyes, and turned the big turntable again.
With patience, Fu Yancheng finally put it on.
"You only have three chances in total." The other side spoke again. "I hope you can take advantage of the remaining two chances to draw Miss Luo. As long as the pointer points to it, then we will release people immediately.
"Swish! Hahahaha..." The other party laughed mercilessly. "Mr. Fu, what kind of luck is this?! I tried every means to do so many things! But what you draw by Mr. Fu is all irrelevant!
If I hadn't done this thing myself, I would have thought that Mr. Fu, you deliberately got some cheating things."
And this time...
In that extremely suffocating scene, the pointer slowly stopped...
He ran out of patience and turned it straight for the third time!
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when he turned the third time, his breath was so nervous that it made people breathless!
Fu Yancheng stared at the pointer pointing above, showing a bouquet of flowers. His face turned black.
I always feel that I'm always being fooled.
It seemed that everyone upstairs who were aiming their weapons at him were even more nervous than him.
There was even a slight sound of breathing.
After turning the pointer quickly, it gradually slowed down again.
One grid after another... This chapter has been completed!