568: C568 Fu Sihan be Careful!

C568 Fu Sihan be Careful!

"Stop it!" Wanwan felt an itch on her waist.

Fu Sihan subconsciously stopped searching, but he answered, "No."

He paused and even expressed his feelings, "Yan Wanwan, your waist seems to be thin again."

... "" Was this a normal speech between a man and a woman?

However, her waist was indeed a little thin, but it was not healthy and thin. It was because her body had just recovered not long ago. The muscles in her waist and abdomen had not yet been trained, so she felt that it was softer than before.

The moment the cabinet door closed, Wanwan happened to see Yi Hengrong looking at her.

Their eyes met and the gentle man's smile enlarged. That vague haze was instantly obvious.

It was a shocking sight.

"What's wrong?" Fu Sihan felt Yan Wanwan's strange behavior.

Wanwan shook her head. "Nothing."

Maybe she was mistaken.

The template under her feet began to rotate.

The two of them saw another room that looked like a real haunted house.

On both sides of the path, there were weeds that were one meter tall. The weed was either a tomb or a skeleton. The cold wind from the central air conditioner came from the top of the weed. There were also the cries of crows and the wails of ghosts. If they took a few more steps forward, they would see a white corpse forest.

Wanwan could not help but admire this boss of the Ghost House's secret chamber. This was really realistic and scary.

A story was broadcasted over the radio. The gist was to let the players find out the secret of this mass grave.

"Aren't you afraid?" There was a gap when he went out of the closet. Fu Sihan carried Yan Wanwan out.

Wanwan was stunned for a moment. She could have walked out by herself.

"It's alright. I'm not Su Yujie." The first time she saw it, it was scary. She relaxed after that.

"Miss Yaan is so cool." Fu Sihan had a smile on his face. He held Yan Wanwan's hand and walked forward, as if he was praising her.

... "Why are you holding my hand?"

Wanwan looked at him strangely. His attitude suddenly changed today. He was not as cold and evil as before.

Could it be... "Are you afraid, Fu Sihan?"

Fu Sihan almost laughed out loud. What on earth made Yan Wanwan misunderstand him like this?

"Ah." He answered faintly and waited for Yan Wanwan's reaction. He felt that it was not very reliable to admit it just like that. He added, "A little."

He was indeed afraid. Otherwise, he would not have held hands with her for no reason. He would not have asked her again and again whether she was afraid or not.

Wanwan held back her laughter in her heart. Fu Sihan was actually afraid of this kind of thing. He had pretended to be quite calm before.

Hence, Wanwan temporarily allowed Fu Sihan to hold hands.

The narrow winding winding path was not enough for two people to walk side by side. Wanwan walked in front and turned around to pull Fu Sihan's hand. At the same time, she observed the arrangement of the "graveyard" and the number of graves and bones - these were the methods used in the secret chamber.

"Yan Wanwan, have you become stupid?" Fu Sihan suddenly asked.

Wanwan," ___ said. She wondered if she had misheard him.

He actually said that he had become stupid?

He also had the face to say that about her?

Fu Sihan thought to himself, if he hadn't become stupid, why did he believe her just because he said he was afraid?

"Fu Sihan." Wanwan's thoughts were not on Fu Sihan's words. Her gaze suddenly paused. "Look over there. Is there someone there?"

Fu Sihan followed Yan Wanwan's gaze and looked over. It was dark inside. Yan Wanwan looked at the place where it was dim. She could only vaguely see the wall through the orchid-like light.

"No." Fu Sihan said, but his pupils shrank.

His ability was also very good. Indeed, he saw a figure.

"Is that so?" Wanwan thought that Fu Sihan's night vision was better than hers. She did not doubt him and said, "Maybe I was wrong, or maybe it was an NPC."

But if she was not wrong, she saw a completely black figure just now. An NPC would not dress like this, right?

Fu Sihan pulled Yan Wanwan into his arms, hugged her, and whispered in her ear.

"Get out."

Wanwan looked up in shock.

Fu Sihan looked normal on the surface, but Yan Wanwan saw two words in his eyes.

Be obedient.

In an instant, Wanwan was sure that she did not see wrongly. There was indeed someone there.

And it was not an NPC!

This Ghost House secret chamber was very famous in the local area. Even many young people from other places came because of its fame. In addition, it was chosen by the organizer. Logically speaking, there should not be any safety issues. Why would someone else sneak in?

The most important thing at the moment was to get someone to help. Fu Sihan appeared to be alone when he participated in this event, but he had the habit of bringing bodyguards with him. It was much more useful for him to go out and call bodyguards to help than for her to stay here.

To put it bluntly, Yan Wanwan felt that staying here would only cause trouble for Fu Sihan and become a burden.

Wanwan nodded and lifted her foot to walk out.

At this moment, a black shadow scuttled out from the grass!

Fortunately, Yan Wanwan had deliberately strengthened her body during this period of time. She quickly reacted and took a step back. Her back hit Fu Sihan's body and was firmly supported by Fu Sihan.

"Wanwan!"

"I'm all right."

Wanwan felt the pressure around Fu Sihan suddenly drop, and her muscles tensed up.

It was too dark around here, and it was not easy to find him.

"Fu Sihan, be careful!" Wanwan cried out in alarm.

Fu Sihan suddenly came out from behind and kept holding the needle. The first thing Wanwan saw was the needle in the man's hand.

Fu Sihan held Yan Wanwan with one hand and did not even look. He accurately gave a roundhouse kick to the person behind him. She only heard someone fall to the ground and make muffled sounds of pain.

"Fu Sihan, he seemed to have a needle in his hand just now!" Wanwan was frightened and confused.0

What was he doing with a needle?

Why not a knife?

If he wanted to hijack or injure someone, using a knife or a gun would be much more convenient.

A layer of gloominess appeared between Fu Sihan's eyebrows, as if he had heard something that provoked him.

A person came out of the darkness and pretended to attack Yan Wanwan. He turned his hand and took out a syringe, aiming it at Fu Sihan!

Fu Sihan grabbed the prop skeleton beside him and threw it at the person. He bent the needle.

There was a "pata" sound.

The syringe rolled into the pile of graves and disappeared.

Fu Sihan protected Yan Wanwan all the way to the exit of the closet and found that it was a one-way entrance mechanism. Only by finding new clues could it appear.

"Protect yourself." Fu Sihan put Yan Wanwan near the closet and took out a knife to pass to Yan Wanwan. "Don't hurt yourself."

Wanwan's hand holding the knife trembled. "What, what do you do?"

"I don't need this." The corner of Fu Sihan's mouth was wide open. He was full of arrogance and disdain.

The poison that brought the syringe definitely did not bring a gun, because with a gun, there was no need to bring a syringe.

Wanwan held the knife with both hands, her entire body on guard.

One. The figure suddenly attacked like Yan Wanwan!

Wanwan frowned and quickly analyzed the situation in her mind. Against these people, she did not have any capital to defend. She only had to attack!

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