Looking in that direction, Chen Yuan described calmly, "A man holding a chainsaw, half of his face covered with a mask, his white lab coat drenched in blood plasma..."
"Aaaaaah—"
As Chen Yuan spoke, the sound of the chainsaw kicked in. The light hit the man, and as everyone got a clear view, they immediately started screaming in a piercing and harrowing manner.
And the man in the chainsaw-wielding white lab coat was slowly lifting his feet, stepping closer and closer.
The setting here was supposed to have them run to the left, with the man chasing from behind. But he wouldn't run at full speed; he would only menace and roar.
So, leading Xia Xinyu, Chen Yuan quickly made his way to the left. However, people behind them were already panicking, afraid of being caught; they ran with all their might, brushing past the two and leaving Chen Yuan trailing behind.
"Aaaaaah—"
"Help!"
"Don't push me, don't push me, who is so annoying!"
They were already in disarray.
