Pairs of eyes stared at the ever-changing numbers on the elevator display. Some eyes were filled with bloodthirsty impulses, some were filled with suppressed despair, and some were filled with cold murderous intent.
They all calmed down and waited quietly.
On the black elevator display, the red number seemed to be bleeding. After more than ten seconds, the elevator finally stopped.
The blood-stained elevator door slowly opened to both sides. The pungent smell of blood and a strong smell of putridity wafted into the room, and then a hand stretched out from the elevator car.
The hands covered with death scars were gray-purple, and there were several expensive rings on the swollen fingers. As the body began to swell, the rings were dug into the flesh, as if they were growing in the flesh.
There was a dull breathing sound, and the hand slowly exerted force, dragging the fat body out bit by bit.
The hand-stitched clothes were soaked in corpse water and constantly exuded a stench. The tie hung diagonally on the fat neck, pressed down by the thick fat.
"The bookshelf was moved?"
A hoarse voice came from his chapped lips, and an extremely ugly face was reflected on the window glass.
The man's feet stopped as he stepped out of the freight elevator, and the man seemed to feel something.
After a brief pause, he suddenly backed up and pressed the elevator button with his swollen fingers.
The silver-gray elevator door began to close, but it was only halfway closed as if there was a malfunction and could no longer be closed.
There was an inexplicable cry in the narrow elevator car. On the blood-stained wall, a dark eye suddenly opened. Then as if some mechanism had been triggered, the temperature of the entire room suddenly began to plummet!
Without any warning, the stuck elevator door was opened bit by bit, and two red letters lit up on the elevator display - overloaded.
Pairs of pale hands appeared, and pale faces squeezed into the elevator car.
I don’t know who made the move first. When the extremely well-dressed monster reacted, he was already trapped in the center.
An uneasy roar came from his throat, and a faint black mist emerged from under his clothes soaked in corpse water.
The moment the cry approached, he rushed out of the freight elevator desperately!
The crying in the room became harsh, and eyes opened on the office door.
Blood and tears were dripping, and a thin girl was standing alone at the door. Her dark eyes were staring straight at the monster, with a sweet smile on her lips.
The monster immediately closed his eyes, but it was still a step too late. He found that his movements began to slow down, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, as if it was about to be forcibly taken away.
His consciousness was struggling to resist the suction, and he gradually lost control of his body. The despair deep in his heart was aroused, and all the bad memories that had been sealed long ago came out.
The despair in the heart is like a sharp thorn that begins to pierce the soul, and the despair outside the body is like a prison imprisoning the flesh and blood.
In just one minute, the monster was unable to struggle. His special abilities had not even been used yet. His consciousness, soul and incomplete body were all under control.
"Are you the boss of this security company?"
Holding a death knife in hand, Han Fei's way of questioning people is quite special. He doesn't care about the other person's answer at all, he directly points it at the other person's arm and swings the knife hard!
The more lives you have slaughtered and the more serious the sins you have killed, the sharper the death knife will be.
Han Fei could roughly judge whether the opponent was an ordinary bad guy or a heinous demon by the speed of chopping his arm.
The blade passed by without any obstruction, and one of the monster's arms fell to the ground.
The whole process was very fast. Even before the monster felt any pain, his eyes saw his arm falling next to his feet.
A few seconds later, severe pain struck, and the monster began to scream crazily.
"who are you!"
There was no inquiry, and the meeting was just a blow. There should be a deep hatred between the two parties, but the monster didn't remember Han Fei's appearance at all. This must be the first time they met.
"Your hands are stained with blood, and the evil you have done is worse than the animals in the animal alley." Han Fei stared at the arm that was still bending and squirming on the ground. After it was cut off, the arm exuded a putrid smell.
Soon it corrupted into black mist.
When the black mist drifted toward Han Fei, the crying altar was pushed open, and a ferocious strange insect crawled over and swallowed the black mist with its big mouth.
Its eyes showed satisfaction, and then it greedily stared at the body of the security company owner.
Being stared at by the bug, the monster felt creepy. He couldn't remember when he had offended Han Fei: "What is your purpose of coming here? I can give you whatever you want."
"As expected of a boss, he also knows how to negotiate." Han Fei looked at the other party with a smile, like the innocent boy next door, as clean as a blank piece of paper.
"There is a lot of Yin Qi and various items accumulated in the building. I can take you to get it." The monster slowly looked away from Han Fei. He saw Bai Siannian standing in the corner, and his anger suddenly emerged:
"He brought you here, right? I can't believe that this coward who can't sell for a high price would dare to do such a thing."
Being stared at by the monster, Bai Siannian also had a confused face. He looked at the large amount of resentment that suddenly appeared around him. To be honest, he was very scared inside.
"It has nothing to do with him. I came here mainly to ask you about some things and pick up some things." Han Fei sat on the desk: "The security uniform I am wearing should look familiar to you.
Bar?"
The monster didn't pay attention at first, but now it looked at Han Fei after Han Fei said this.
When he discovered that Han Fei was wearing a special security uniform, the fat on his ugly face trembled slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Are you from the Death Building?"
"It doesn't matter where I come from. I want to know how many security guards you sent to the Death Building. What is the relationship between you and the Death Building?"
Upon hearing Han Fei's question, the monster did not speak immediately. He did not give up resistance until his consciousness was about to be sucked away.
"I can't count how many people I sent over, but I did this to protect more people. If I don't choose the right people to send over, the residents of the dead building will run out on their own, and then the whole street will
It may become a dead street." The monster knelt down on the ground. He seemed to have some troubles, and his ugly face was full of pain and self-blame.
If Han Fei hadn't just slashed the opponent, and if Han Fei hadn't been an actor himself, the monster might have been able to fool him.
"Don't act so strenuously. Your acting skills don't have that kind of freedom. It seems very stiff to me." The death knife in Han Fei's hand fell again, and the monster's other arm turned into black mist. Da Sin was very happy.
crawled to the monster's side.
Han Fei acted very decisively, as if he already knew part of the truth. The monster who lost his arms was frightened, and kept wailing and begging for mercy. He didn't dare to hide it anymore: "The dead building asked me to send some suitable souls to act as servants on a regular basis.
Containers, they want to plant seeds deep in their souls, hoping to bloom the most special flowers."
"flower?"
"The seeds are insect eggs, and the flowers are colorful butterflies. The managers of the dead building have always wanted to make perfect flowers, but they have never succeeded. Most of the flowers cannot bloom, and a small number of flowers that bloom have flaws.
"
The monster's words attracted Han Fei's attention. The butterfly in the dead building seemed to want to make another butterfly?
This chapter has been completed!