Chapter 38

Live Plaza.

[Fukang Private General Hospital] has become the most popular live broadcast hall in the entire square.

Not only has the difficulty been raised to b-, but the viewing value has also been raised to the highest threshold reached by the C-level initial copy: a+

An unprecedented miracle!

The winning percentage and support rate of the red and black teams are hung in the hall.

As a hunting book, Black's winning rate and support rate far exceed Red's for the first time!

"This time, the captain of the black team is really naughty. He turned the tide with his own efforts! There were several times where the dungeons were crazy about him. I was in suspense when I saw it, but in the end, he was resolved without even thinking! He is really strong!"

"Black may have really made history this time! His winning rate has now reached 98, which is basically stable!"

"Not necessarily. The red side seems to be hiding some trump cards. I think it's better not to jump to conclusions yet."

"The copy will automatically end in less than ten minutes. Even if you have a trump card, it will be of no use, right?"

"Black charges!"

While the audience in the hall was talking a lot, without any warning, the situation suddenly took an unprecedented turn!

Black's support rate and winning rate have gradually gained an advantage from the middle. Now, as the copy is coming to an end, although the support rate has not changed, from a certain moment, Black's winning rate suddenly begins to decrease significantly!

The black health bar at the top of the hall dropped crazily, and finally dropped by 1!

The red side has an absolute advantage again!

All the audience were in an uproar.

What's going on?

This, how is this possible?!

"Ah ah ah what happened? Why did Black suddenly lose?!"

"I just went to watch the red side for ten minutes! What's going on? What did I miss?"

"Damn, I just looked at the replay, and it seems like the tool on the red side summoned the dungeon boss that the black team captain had offended. Oh my god, it's just a comeback!"

"Fuck, no? I can put all my points on Black this time, no!"

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh live broadcast of the second half of the black captain’s copy. I didn’t expect him!”

"The Riddler in front! I can't bear the torture of my curiosity. Can anyone tell me, what's the grudge between the Black Captain and the dungeon boss? Is he still alive?"

"Well...how should I put it..."

"???"

"Probably, he made the dungeon boss force him to be a dog for a minute. He not only slapped the other person, but also took away the other person's first kiss. After using the other person to complete the task, he patted his butt and turned around and ran away..."

"..."

"…………"

"……………………"

"Okay, got it."

"This liar is finished."

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over…

These two words played repeatedly in Wen Jianyan's mind.

The reason why his dungeon dared to completely offend the other party without any scruples was that once the dungeon was over, he would not be able to see him again.

After understanding the operating mode of nightmare, Wen Jianyan felt more at ease.

After all, the anchor cannot re-enter the dungeon that he has participated in before. Even if you take a step back, the dungeon of Decai Middle School has been awarded the platinum achievement and cannot be opened.

——If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to worry about!

result……

Now……

Wen Jianyan stared at the man standing in front of her in stunned silence, almost unable to believe her eyes. She felt that her whole body was chilled from head to toe, and she almost lost the courage to face what was about to happen next.

Why didn't anyone tell him that bosses from dungeons actually visited each other?!

Wen Jianyan was dumbfounded.

Doesn’t this mean letting him die!!!

He opened the system store interface as quickly as possible, but for some reason, all the products in the store interface were gray and unavailable for purchase just like last time.

The light curtain flickered twice as if the signal was poor, and then dissipated in front of Wen Jianyan's eyes.

"..." No?

One step, two steps, three steps.

The man with black hair and golden eyes walked towards Wen Jianyan step by step. His steps were smooth and even. He stepped silently in the darkness swallowed by shadows without making any sound. He took a step forward. Wen Jianyan's

His heart twitched involuntarily, and his whole body shrank back uncontrollably.

"bite--"

The shackles on the ankles made a crisp metallic impact sound along with the movement, which was particularly clear in the dead silence of the room.

Wen Jianyan's face turned pale.

The shackles were not released.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over…

Under Ben's fear, the young man's body was forced to press tightly against the operating table. His graceful chest and abdomen were soft and firm, rising and falling rapidly with the rhythm of his breathing. The blood marks on his fair skin were not dry, and every inch of his line was extremely tense.

and tensed up in fear, like small animals with beautiful fur shivering in danger.

The shadow spread along the operating table, clinging lightly to the young man's body.

The man stood calmly beside the operating table, his pale face immersed in the shadows, but his almost absurd and extreme beauty was not diluted in the slightest.

His golden eyes were lowered, his eyes were calm, and his gaze swept across the human body in front of him inch by inch.

"Hello, hello."

Wen Jianyan greeted him tremblingly, without showing the arrogance of a copycat who was trying to bully the other person: "Okay, long time no see."

When it comes to kneeling down and being cowardly, Wen Jianyan considers himself second, but no one dares to admit he is first.

Just run away, be timid when you need to be timid, and never conflict with anyone head-on.

Just save your life!!!

But this time, Wen Jianyan felt unusually unsure.

Not only did he completely offend the other party in this dungeon, but also the other party's power... to a certain extent, it seemed that he could not be affected by the authority of the nightmare system.

In other words, even if he had the means to buy tools now, it would not be effective for him.

This is really terrible.

The other party's gaze is not cold, and there is no particularly strong anger or hatred. This sense of oppression has nothing to do with emotions, but purely comes from the scrutiny of different objects.

A shudder of danger rose from the depths of my soul.

The man said nothing.

He just quietly leaned down, pressed the young man's chin with his cold palm, and forced him to raise his head.

The back of Wen Jianyan's head hit the operating table with a "thud" sound, and his spine made a rattling sound under the strong pressure. The opponent's fingers were cold and strong, like iron hoops, preventing him from moving, forcing him to expose his soft and fragile body.

neck.

The lights above his head flickered, and the dazzling halo penetrated his eyes, making him feel dizzy.

Something cold and soft touched his chest, itching, causing his muscles to tighten subconsciously.

Wen Jianyan reacted belatedly.

——The other party's... hair.

The next second, the cold, wet tongue licked the side of the neck vigorously.

--What?!

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened in disbelief, and his body jerked like a white fish.

He struggled locally, but was ruthlessly suppressed in the next moment, and was pinned to the operating table by the tyrannical force, motionless.

The small wound on the young man's neck that had just been scratched by the scalpel had basically clotted blood, but at this moment it was easily torn open again.

Warm, scarlet blood gurgled out, and then was sucked into another cold mouth.

Tingling, numbness and itching.

The fragile throat was easily controlled by the other party. The terrifying feeling that his life was hanging by a thread made Wen Jianyan dare not move an inch. His Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and he trembled slightly with the rhythm of his breathing.
To be continued...