[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

3.9

The moment the voice fell, the eerie and terrifying infinite corridor created waves like an illusion on a water curtain, and then quickly drained away, revealing the bright and clean Zhiti apartment.

You Niao roared unwillingly, but was bound by a powerful force, unable to take a step forward, and could only return to the darkness and miss it again.

Contract time is up and its hunting game is over.

Jiang Fuyue glanced at the dissipated scene behind him, and came to the hall alone, and saw the sunlight outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass door was cold, and a cool breeze was blowing.

There are already many vehicles on the road in the city center, and the roar of the engine replaces the roar of the chicken, awakening this bustling city.

The breakfast shop has long been prepared for the busiest time of the day. As soon as the drawer is opened, the steaming water will warmly attract customers.

The young mother drives her daughter to school in an electric car, and the little girl in her early 10s sits upside down on the storage box, earnestly completing the homework that will be due in half an hour.

Her face was young and innocent, and in her clear eyes there was only worry about the teacher's scolding, and no amount of worry could hide the vigor in her eyes that was brighter than the sun.

Pedestrians on the road are either delicate or sloppy, rushing on the road with their own vigor and exhaustion. Even if they live ordinary day after day, the light in their eyes never goes out.

Jiang Fuyue looked at the normal life of ordinary people outside, and felt that her heart was twisted for a moment.

Mediocre, busy, unchanging.

Stable, warm, and live and work in peace and contentment.

He seems to have not had this kind of life for a long time.

Doing the math now, the time spent performing in the Nightmare Theater was much longer than the real time after he got his mobile phone. Even though he only appeared in a few movies, it seemed like a year had passed.

Between him and his peaceful life, there is a thick wall that cannot be seen or broken through, like the glass door of this Zhiti apartment, locking him into a dangerous prison.

Just as his thoughts flowed, survivors appeared one after another from the corridor.

When they saw the sun, they covered their eyes uncomfortably, and their faces were stunned for a moment, but they quickly adjusted and ran to the door one after another to check the locks.

Unfortunately, the door was locked and they still couldn't leave.

Everyone began to panic, expressing anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts.

They thought they could survive the weird ghost just now, but why couldn't they leave? !

Seeing this scene, the mysterious voice appeared again.

"It's 7 o'clock in the morning, I suggest all tenants to rest first. At 8 o'clock tonight, the second round of the game will start .

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Also suffered a lot of injuries. After hearing this, he kicked the glass door irritably. Not only did he not kick the door, but he also bleeds from his slippers-clad toes. Desperately holding his foot to stop the bleeding, he glared at the door fiercely, and limped back upstairs in spite of his anger.