Then--
He was pinned to the ground and rubbed against it.
Netizens fell silent: "..."
Han Zhaohui's expression was vivid, conveying a sense of resolute courage in the face of death.
"Leave me alone."
"run."
He's never protected a woman like this in his entire life. He's a real man.
Su Ziyan was inexplicably touched as she watched this scene.
He turned and ran.
The production team announced: "Han Zhaohui is out."
Han Zhaohui, lying on the ground, slowly closed his eyes and gave a wicked smile.
His sacrifice was worthwhile; at least he saved Su Ziyan.
A few seconds later.
A sound rang in my ears.
"Su Ziyan is out."
Han Zhaohui stared blankly: ?
What about his struggle just now?
Netizens also felt a deep sense of pity for her.
[The confident guy is about to shatter.]
[This is so tragic, yet so funny, what do I do?]
[They might as well just surrender.]
This incident garnered them a lot more fans who shipped them as a couple.
Inside the haunted house, only three guests remained: Du Yixuan, Wen Ni, and Jiang Yunzhi.
Time countdown: 5 minutes.
Jiang Yunzhi, perched on the crossbeam, stroked her chin, looking somewhat bored.
"It's quite lively outside."
"There's still some time left, what's the point of just lying around?"
Yan Wenjing looked at her, a hint of interest in his eyes.
"How do you want to play?"
"Hehe." Jiang Yunzhi chuckled, "The NPCs went to such lengths to scare us, it would be a shame not to reciprocate, of course we should return the favor!"
Yan Wenjing nodded. "Okay."
...
In the dark corridor.
The footsteps grew closer.
It stopped in the corner.
The NPC inadvertently swept a trash can, something he hadn't seemed to notice before.
I was careless.
The NPC walked over.
Inside the bucket, Du Yixuan, curled up in a ball, felt her heartbeat gradually quicken.
Here it comes.
We're about to be discovered.
Cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
"Thump."
"Thump."
"Thump."
Suddenly, the bracelet on my wrist vibrated.
The background music started playing.
"Hey, I found you." The NPC yanked open the lid.
Just then, a noise came from behind.
Someone kicked the door open.
"Bang!"
The NPC turned around and saw that the end of the corridor was filled with smoke.
Under the flickering lights.
A tall figure in a white coat suddenly came into view.
The clothes were stained with blood, and red liquid was still dripping from the sleeves.
The man held a scalpel in his left hand and grabbed half of a dummy with his right, exuding an eerie and dangerous aura.
The NPC felt a chill run down his spine.
It felt like being targeted by a lurking beast.
Even his breathing became disordered.
My whole body trembled.
Danger, danger, danger.
Almost the instant the figure approached, he dropped the lid and instinctively ran away.
At this moment.
Strange laughter drifted through the air.
"hey-hey."
"Don't run away!"
"Come and play!"
"Hehe ...
NPC: ? ? ?
Holy crap!
How perverted!
What strange things have gotten into the haunted house?
The production team absolutely did not make such an arrangement.
The NPC guy was terrified, suspecting a pervert had sneaked in.
Press and hold the walkie-talkie.
"Help! Help me!"
"There's a pervert!"
They even started calling out to their NPC companions.
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