What's the most painful thing you've ever experienced?
Everyone's answer to this question may be different. For the owner of the shrine, this is an unsolvable question, because every time he thinks he is experiencing the most painful thing, an even more painful thing will happen in the next second.
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"What are you doing standing still! Hurry up!" The father of the shrine owner spoke faster and faster. He was very anxious and kept waving to Han Fei: "Don't you want your mother's life-saving money back? Let's get it back together.
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The middle-aged man began to panic. There was uneasiness in his expression, as if he was worried that Han Fei would see something.
"Come here quickly! Follow me!" With a stern tone that was still commanding until the end, the middle-aged man walked towards the underground passage. He moved very slowly. After taking a few steps, he looked back secretly.
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When he saw Han Fei still standing there, the anger and anxiety in his eyes became more intense.
"Come on! What are you waiting for!"
The father of the shrine owner shouted loudly, "This weak guy never dares to roar in front of his family."
Taking a deep breath, Han Fei lifted his legs. He took a step forward and stared into the middle-aged man's eyes: "What exactly did they promise you? That you could trade the life of your own child."
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"Them?" The middle-aged man's eyes began to move: "You seem to be different from before? Are you possessed by an evil spirit? Why don't I understand what you are talking about?"
"Even if you showed a hint of repentance, I would find various reasons to convince myself, suppress my anger and let you go, but you didn't."
When the middle-aged man saw that Han Fei refused to move forward, he became more and more impatient: "Come over if I ask you to! There's so much nonsense!"
Moving forward quickly, the middle-aged man suddenly grabbed Han Fei's arm and wanted to drag him underground together.
The man's strength is very small, much weaker than expected. The reason why he has always made the owner of the shrine feel unable to resist is simply because he is the father of the shrine owner.
Grabbing the middle-aged man's collar with his backhand, Han Fei pulled that disgusting face in front of him: "I didn't hurt you at all in the teahouse, but you still want me to die, so don't blame me.
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"You, you are unfilial..."
He threw his hand and slapped the man in the face. Han Fei no longer suppressed the anger in his mind. He had already wanted to do this.
After hitting the man hard on the abdomen, Han Fei threw him into the corner. At this time, there was a strange noise from around the small building, and Wang Quan's gangsters began to gather here.
"This old bastard is really in the same group as Wang Quan and the others! He even deceived his own son! Is he still a human being?" Li Long and Li Hu saw the gangsters holding steel pipes and blunt instruments and tightly protected Han.
To be honest, although they were mentally prepared, they still felt extremely disgusted when they saw this scene.
Wang Quan's gangsters gathered more and more, but Han Fei's attention was always focused on the underground passage.
"Be careful, don't move!" Han Fei's pupils slowly narrowed. He saw a shadow appear in the dark underground passage, and then he heard the sound of the iron door being opened.
Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out. They were holding steel pipes and chains, and had human head tattoos on their necks.
Behind them was a doctor, who was wearing sterile gloves, carrying a medical kit, and wearing surgical clothes. He seemed to be ready to operate on patients at any time.
"Why is a surgeon in the basement? Did the former owner of the shrine really sign the body relinquishment agreement?"
Han Fei, Li Long, and Li Hu stepped back, but the two people who came out of the underground passage became interested in Han Fei.
"When I met this kid before, I thought he was very unfamiliar. Now I see that his identity is really unusual. He should represent some kind of special memory." He grabbed the steel pipe with seven fingers and stared at Han Fei with excitement on his face.
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"I've screened almost everyone in the world, but I've never seen him. If it's not for a change in memory, it's because something from the outside ran into the shrine." Bazhi is short and has wrinkled skin.
Like a water ghost: "It doesn't matter, no matter what the reason is, we have to catch him."
Drag the chain on the ground and move the eight fingers forward, and the gangsters around the small building will also move forward at the same time.
Seeing that Han Fei's escape was about to be blocked, dense footsteps suddenly sounded in the alley in the distance.
Brother Snake is here. They are uniformly dressed in black clothes. Many of them are merchants and workers working here in Xicheng District.
Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers are arrogant, domineering, cruel and crazy. They enjoy torturing living people. The residents of Xicheng District have long disliked them, but because no one takes the lead, they dare not speak out.
Han Fei's appearance just gave them a reason, a reason to convince themselves to resist.
"There are quite a lot of people, but it's useless no matter how many of you come." A large group of people came to Brother Snake's side, with varying ages. They had a clear advantage in terms of numbers, but Eight Fingers didn't panic at all.
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He looked at Brother Snake's brothers and some nearby merchants who were preparing to resist with a smile: "This is not the first time I have entered his memory, and this is not the first time I have dealt with you, but why don't you always
What about long memory?”
Stretching his pale fingers forward, the short man pointed at Brother Snake who was standing at the front: "The last time I killed you was thirty days ago. Your daughter cried so loudly. I especially like the sound of her crying.
So it took a whole night to kill you. Are you curious about what happened to your daughter? I put her in a box and made her into a music box."
Brother Snake's face instantly darkened. Few people knew that he had a daughter. This was his biggest secret.
"And you two brothers? I took out your tattoos and pasted them on the wall."
"And you, let me think about your name? Forget it, I can't remember. I only remember the way you died and the color of the plaques on your heart."
Eight-fingered eyes swept over everyone present. Most of the people here seemed to have been killed by him: "Don't hate me. If you want to blame me, blame you for living in Xicheng District. In the whole world, this is the only place where shrines are used."
Abandoned by the master, here we can vent all our resentments unscrupulously, and it will not have any impact on his memory, because in his heart, you all deserve to die."
"Don't listen to this madman's nonsense! Destroy them!" the waiter in the teahouse shouted loudly, and the crowd rushed forward, and a melee broke out in the narrow white building.
After hearing what Bizhi said, Han Fei finally understood why Brother Snake called them crazy.
This is not the first time that Ten Fingers has entered the memory world of the owner of the shrine. Every time they fail to exit, the memory of the owner of the shrine seems to return to its original state. These ten hysterical madmen have no idea how many people they have killed in the memory world of the owner of the shrine.
"It's useless to resist. You can't kill me completely. You are just dust on the surface of this world. I can just wipe it away!" Bizhi yelled arrogantly, and his voice attracted the attention of the teahouse employees.
On the surface, those employees were waiters in the teahouse, but in fact they were Brother Snake's cronies. When they heard that Brother Snake was humiliated before, they were already filled with anger.
At this time, several people glanced at each other, and took advantage of the chaos to get closer. When they were more than two meters away from the Eight Fingers, several people took action at the same time, giving up the target in front of them, and besieged the Eight Fingers together.
The solid wooden stick came and was whipped, but Ba Zhi easily dodged it. When he was careless, the male waiter found the right opportunity and hit Ba Zhi on the head with a stick.
Blood flowed out, and Eight Finger's skull was broken, but the strange thing was that not only did he not fall down, but because of the injury, his movements became faster and faster and more and more crazy!
This guy seemed not to be a human being at all, no matter how injured he was, it had no effect on him.
The waiter's eyes were full of surprise. When he came to his senses, his abdomen had been penetrated by the chain.
Looking at the splattered blood drops, he couldn't believe that the iron rope could pass through human flesh so easily.
The twisted and sickly face almost touched the tip of his nose. He pulled out the chain with a smile and said, "It's just a body disguised as memory. You don't think you can hurt my soul like this, do you?"
Letting the wooden stick hit him, Eight Fingers didn't care at all. He directly threw the waiter into the basement, and then prepared to find the next target.
"I'll enjoy your despair later."
Holding the blood-stained chain, Eight Fingers began to look for Han Fei in the crowd. He liked killing strangers, and these new faces made him even more excited.
"Got you."
Han Fei was still standing at the door of the White Building, protecting Li Long and Li Hu whose arms were broken.
There were too many people around him, and he was exhausted from dealing with them. He suffered many injuries and the wounds on his legs began to ooze blood.
Eight Fingers approached quietly. He didn't care about the injuries on his body. The pain would only make him more excited.
The closer he got, the more bloodshot his eyes became, as if he was a shark smelling blood.
"It's not a rotten memory. I seem to smell the scent of his soul on his body."
His eight fingers suddenly accelerated, and the chain in his hand appeared silently next to Han Fei. But when he was about to take action, Han Fei, who was originally very tired, turned around with a faint smile on his face.
"He knew I would come?" Bazhi hesitated for a moment. His bloodshot eyes glanced at Han Fei's hand and found that Han Fei just took out a knife handle from his pocket.
"Handle?"
His suddenly tense heart relaxed instantly. He was not afraid of a knife, so how could he be afraid of a knife handle.
The ferocious smile on his face became even more distorted. Eight Fingers was not prepared to kill Han Fei immediately. Such an interesting prey would have to be tortured for a while. Anyway, he had to stay there for thirty days every time he came in.
Holding the chain tightly and strangling Han Fei's neck with his eight fingers, Han Fei also stabbed the edgeless knife into his heart.
The sunshine today is a bit dazzling and seems to be a bit brighter than usual.
No one noticed anything unusual, even Bazhi himself just felt a cold feeling in his heart, and then a hot fire began to burn in his chest!
He felt that his memory was ignited in an instant, and the fire on his body seemed to burn to his soul.
Han Fei, whose neck was strangled by the chain, fell together with Bazhi, but Bazhi could never stand up again. All his sins were chopped into pieces by that knife, and his soul was completely made of sins.
"how come……"
The fighting in the distance was still going on. The tall Qizhi seemed to have noticed something. He woke up from his madness and saw Han Fei lying on the ground and the chains on Han Fei's shoulders.
He waved the steel pipe in his hand, regardless of friend or foe, and hit everyone who stood in front of him to the side.
Forcibly opening the way, Qi Zhi finally walked in front of Han Fei. He grabbed the chain on Han Fei's shoulder, but only after his fingers grasped the chain did he realize that something was wrong.
This chain is not an eight-finger chain. It is covered with animal hair and is filled with the smell of death and curse.
When he realized the problem, the chain seemed to come alive and wrapped around his body like a snake.
He waved his hands to break free, Qizhi suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He hadn't had such a feeling in many years.
"not good!"
Without any hesitation, the face tattoo on the back of Qi Finger suddenly began to melt away!
Dark black resentment burned his skin, burst his blood vessels, and headed towards Qizhi's heart, but he was still a step too late.
Before the black resentment in the human face tattoo was injected into his heart, the sunlight had already passed through his chest.
The tall and strong body melted quickly in the sun, and the seven-fingered left arm that had been filled with resentment fiercely grabbed the direction of the knife tip. Even if it could not kill the opponent, it still wanted to leave a mark before the body collapsed.
The palms filled with resentment that did not belong to this world were clenched tightly, and the seven fingers crushed the plaster on Li Long's arm, leaving a black palm print on his arm that could never be washed away.
When Li Long screamed, Han Fei, who was holding his shoulder, quietly put away the handle of the butcher knife.
"I was already fast enough. I didn't expect that he would still be able to resist. It turns out that the head tattoo is not only a decoration, but also hides part of their power." Han Fei expected that the other party would resist, but he did not expect that it would be in this way.
The mark left on Li Long might just allow him to interfere with Shi Zhi's sight. But if Han Fei himself was targeted by Shi Zhi and was unable to make up for the regrets of the owner of the shrine, then everyone might have to be buried together.
Wang Quan's side did not have a numerical advantage to begin with. After the disappearance of Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers, they could no longer resist.
"Those two lunatics escaped! They were scared!"
I don't know who was shouting in the crowd, shaking the morale of the army. The gangsters on Wang Quan's side began to flee in all directions, and they no longer had the same momentum as before.
After they were completely driven away, Brother Snake and the other brothers walked up to Han Fei. The old fox didn't ask anything about Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers. He just kept caring about Han Fei's injuries, and then he treated everyone as
In front of them, it was announced that Han Fei and Li Long's debts had been cancelled.
In order to be more convincing, he even asked for the IOU worth 1,500 yuan and burned it directly with a lighter.
After gaining Brother Snake's friendship and being exempted from all loan sharking, Han Fei heard a system prompt in his mind.
"Attention player No. 0000! You have completed the random mission of the shrine - trapped beast!"
"A person who is imprisoned in a cage loses all humanity and eventually becomes a clay sculpture in a shrine."
"The inner regret of the owner of the shrine has been made up by 30%! A large amount of experience rewards will be obtained! A blind red left eye will be obtained, a broken right ear will be penetrated, the five fingers of the left hand will be broken, and internal organs that will lose vitality will be obtained."
"Players are asked to enter the basement without turning on the lights and trigger the mission reward!"
Han Fei noticed that this mission directly made up for 10% of the shrine owner's regret.
"What on earth did he go through in that basement?"
After the mission was completed, Han Feicai, Li Long and Li Hu went underground together. They walked along the steps for a long time and finally came to a place where the sun could not shine.
When he opened the iron door in front of him, squatting in the darkness was a shivering doctor wearing surgical clothes.
"Let me go! I don't know anything! I have nothing to do with them!" The man knelt down and said, "I was forced to do it too. They forced me to do it."
The basement of the White Building has been renovated and there is a lot of space.
Han Fei took out his mobile phone to illuminate. There were blood-stained mats and chains in the basement, and there was a chair in the center of the room.
The moment he saw this, the memory in Han Fei's mind began to burn. All kinds of heartbreaking pain affected Han Fei's nerves. Screams and wails kept ringing in his ears. That memory did not belong to Han Fei.
It was torn into several parts, and they poured into Han Fei's left eye, right ear, five fingers and internal organs.
When Han Fei came to his senses again, he found that he was sitting on a wooden chair in the center of the room, his arms hanging down helplessly.
At this time, everything was normal with his right eye, but the world in his left eye was covered with a shallow layer of blood mist. In this blood mist, some people still looked normal, while others began to appear.
There are strange changes, but they haven't noticed them yet.
"I'm in the room behind the cabinet..." He vaguely heard a voice in his right ear. Han Fei stood up and pushed open the only cabinet in the basement. He saw a secret door behind the cabinet.
This chapter has been completed!