The fragments of memory collided in the bloody torrent, like a beautiful glass lamp falling to the ground. Each fragment reflected the image of the past, and the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy emitted different lights.
When Han Fei woke up from the nightmare, his temperament had completely changed. There was no trace of confusion in his eyes anymore. His eyes seemed to be the first ray of starlight passing through the dark night.
"This is Fu Sheng's last memory shrine!"
Countless memory scenes floated in his mind. Han Fei saw his past and knew many things, but he was still not fully integrated with those memories. Now he seemed to be watching his own life from the perspective of a third party.
lifetime.
"Han Fei! Qiangwei is holding f, please leave quickly, f wants to kill you!" Ah Chong raised his scarred arms. He wanted to help Han Fei up, but when he reached out, he was blocked by
The paper man half lying on the bed glared.
With just one look, he was so frightened that he stood on the spot, his body completely frozen.
"If he wants to kill me, I have to leave?"
Sitting up from the bed, Han Fei's consciousness and body were completely coordinated. He looked at the ninety-nine wounds on his arm: "I remembered a lot of things, but this is only stage nine. The missing part in the end should be
He was taken away by people from the Bloody Orphanage, but unfortunately I don’t know what he took away now.”
Picking up the bloody paper man, Han Fei didn't panic at all and walked towards the projector again.
"Han Fei! If you don't leave, it will be too late!" Ah Chong suppressed his fear of the paper man and grabbed Han Fei's hand: "You saved me twice. I will always remember this kindness in my heart."
"I have saved you more than twice." Han Fei glanced at the masochist next to him. He didn't know why, but he seemed to be very respected by the perverts.
Taking out the video tape, Han Fei put it into his backpack very solemnly: "This is the best gift I have ever received. It is very similar to the videos that parents took when their children were very young. But fortunately you all
It’s a ghost, I don’t have to worry about whether I will die in society.”
"No time! Han Fei!" Ah Chong urged Han Fei to leave. At this moment, the security door of Room 444 was knocked open by a huge force, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped.
Gunshots, songs, cries for help, screams, howls of ghosts and wolves, all kinds of sounds poured into the house.
"Stay away from the door, be careful not to get hit by stray bullets." As the center of chaos and the origin of nightmares, Han Fei seemed very calm and calm, as if he was used to everything.
Reaching out to pick up the ugly cat that was still absorbing the black cocoon, Han Fei checked the nine black lines on the cat's body.
"Not all butterflies are born in the black cocoon, but also death, disaster and great evil." Touching the soul's fingertips and scratching the cat's chin, Han Fei listened to the voice deep in the ugly cat's soul: "Don't worry,
I will return everything that Fu Sheng did to you intact. He killed me ninety-nine times, and I turned him into a ghost pattern. He shouldn't be angry, right?"
Walking towards the security door, when Han Fei stepped out of the door, he happened to see Qiangwei being locked around the neck by Qianye and thrown to the edge of the guardrail.
The players have completely split into two factions, with a small group led by Qiangwei and others standing beside f. However, more players are hesitant about who they like to win and who to help.
"In my impression, in order to protect living people, you wanted to destroy the entire deep world. Why have you changed your stance now? Killing even your own people?" Han Fei looked at the "companion" in his hand: "By the way, I almost forgot
In order to achieve your goal, you even abandoned your three ghost children. Did you hear this song? The child was crying while holding the music box you gave him. He didn't even understand until his death why he respected him the most.
Who would abandon it so decisively?”
"Han Fei..." F, wearing a white mask, stood on the other side of the corridor, his eyes more scary than ever before.
"I don't know whether I should call you F, or should I call you Fu Sheng, or should I call you the old building manager?" Han Fei held the knife and walked forward: "In the first manager task, I died four times.
More than ten times, during the second manager task, I died many, many times. Every time I died, my soul was torn to pieces. Do you know that feeling is also very painful?"
"Don't come here! Be careful!" Qiangwei grabbed the handrail of the stairs and shouted. He wanted to remind him something, but Qianye kicked him into the corridor.
"No matter how great your original intention is, the path you choose is wrong! The children in the orphanage, and me, as long as we are alive, it is bloody evidence!" Han Fei's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes: "It's called
The train of the future is heading forward. There are five adults tied to the original path and a child tied to the track on the left. In this case, you choose to change the track without hesitation and let the train called the future crash.
Crash into an innocent child and let fate crush everything it has."
From the perspective of a bystander, any answer makes sense, but Han Fei himself is a child tied to the railroad tracks.
The voice gradually turned cold. When the door of the bloody orphanage was knocked open by a butterfly, the bloody memories of thirty-one children merged with Han Fei, and together they formed that forbidden bloody night.
Among the first batch of thirty-one children, only Han Fei survived. Qiangwei, Xiaobaixie, Liulimao, No. 4 and No. 11 were all the second batch of orphans found by Fu Tian.
"The worst scenario in the future has appeared. It seems that I am still a step too late. The butterfly flying out of the black cocoon is still causing trouble for me even at this time." f Han Fei is a little confused,
He pulled out the black knife and confronted Han Fei on the corridor.
"No matter where and when, butterflies must die. Everything I experience now should be your memory and a turning point in your life. I am very grateful to you for letting me see all this. This shrine should also become
The turning point of my life." Han Fei's current state is very wrong, as if he has recovered his memory, but it seems that he has not fully recovered.
"I don't understand what you are talking about. I only know one thing. You are not in the future I see." f didn't expect other players to help. He never thought that Han Fei could beat him in a one-on-one situation.
.
"Soon you will understand. After the last person who could predict the future fell into my hands, he immediately chose to commit suicide. What do you think he saw?" Han Fei sprinted forward, twitching with five fingers.
The red rope and the curse instantly spread all over my body.
"What are you talking about?" F didn't remember anything like this happening. He stabbed the black knife into his palm. After absorbing enough blood, f turned into a huge black evil ghost.
"You have the ability to predict the future and a butcher knife that can devour ghosts. You have such good innate conditions, but you end up in such a miserable state?" Han Fei's voice came from the curse, constantly disturbing f: "I really
I feel sad for you, what qualifications do you have to occupy my body and resurrect in my body now?"
Swinging his sword downward, thousands of curses were thrown at the black evil ghost. Han Fei did not think of killing the evil ghost directly. His goal was to temporarily hold the opponent back.
At the moment when the black evil spirit was trapped by the curse, Han Fei closed the distance and shouted a boy's name towards the butcher knife.
"Wang Sheng!"
The handle of the butcher knife suddenly began to tremble when hearing Han Fei's voice. Countless souls responded to Han Fei. All the beautiful characters in the world were gathered on the handle. They were like warriors crawling in the dark night. No matter how many people they encountered,
Despite obstacles and dangers, when the light shines upon them, they will still charge forward without hesitation.
fThe hand holding the handle of the knife was full of blood. Under Han Fei's call, he could hardly hold the knife.
"A hero who wants to save the world, but uses his bloody hands to imprison the most beautiful humanity in the world. Look at yourself now. Is this who you want to be?"
The blades collided, and the names on Han Fei's heart began to melt. Every time the companion and the butcher's knife collided, a name would disappear.
In terms of material alone, the "company" the clown left for Han Fei was far inferior to the butcher knife in F's hand.
However, Han Fei was not prepared to fight head-on from the beginning. He wanted to kill f for a big reason, which was to get the sword!
The physical quality of the two sides is similar, and f is slightly better in fighting experience, but he just can't suppress Han Fei, and f doesn't know what the problem is.
The players who were originally standing behind f had already retreated. When they saw the fight between Han Fei and f, they were shocked and speechless. The fighting skills and resistance ability displayed by those two people were simply not what the players at this stage could achieve.
If it were just a difference in attributes, it wouldn't matter. Their desperate moves looked like they were from the practical side who had killed many people.
In a very short period of time, both of them were injured, and blood was scattered everywhere.
Han Fei and F couldn't tell the winner for the time being. The first problem was the black evil spirit bound by the curse.
The evil ghost that only appeared after sucking f's blood, when f had no time to worry about it, dragged a player who was approaching and almost sucked all the blood from that player's body.
The evil spirit transformed into black struggled more and more fiercely. F needed to be distracted to check, so he had no choice but to take out another trump card of his.
A photo fell out of the pocket of the windbreaker, and a female student wearing a school uniform with twisted limbs appeared next to F. She seemed to have almost completely lost her mind because she had eaten too many ghosts, and she would directly attack anyone she saw.
"This is like the girl in school who eats with you every day. She regards you as her only friend, but you made her into a weapon without self-awareness?" Han Fei did not let Xu Qin attack the female student.
Attacking, he used one against two: "Fu Sheng, I'm afraid you will be disappointed even if you see you now."
"I've never met the person you're talking about. I'm just doing the right thing." F's body was stained with a lot of blood, but most of it belonged to Han Fei. His fighting ability was really terrifying.
"Correct? How can you stick to the correctness even if you are at level 20 and don't have the strength of your own shrine?" Han Fei laughed unbridled: "There are countless you in this shrine memory world, and the one in front of you should be used for it.
The one who eventually replaced me, right? But you definitely didn’t expect that I would enter your last shrine when I was over level 20!”
"Do you feel like you can't move forward in this city with your current strength? That's why you want to gather players... and accumulate strength conservatively?"
"Let me tell you, I have been running at this limit all the time. No one gave me time. What I need to face is the worst situation you left!"
"Fu Sheng, you are really too weak! At the same level, you are no match for me even in your own shrine!" Han Fei's speed became faster and faster. He changed his "accompanying" to his left hand.
He took out his right hand that had been holding a knife and was dripping with blood... "I really didn't expect you to get here at this level, but are you underestimating the enemy too much?" F's voice was extremely cold, and he quietly ordered, lurking in the
In the shadow, Qianye held a sharp knife and stabbed Han Fei in the back of the heart!
Restricted by the female students Li Gui and F, Han Fei was able to dodge the inevitable blow, but looking at his current appearance, it seemed that he had no intention of avoiding it at all.
Take advantage of yourself!
Han Fei, who was covered in blood, closed the distance again. He held the companion in his left hand and spread the five fingers of his right hand: "Of course I won't underestimate you. After all, a tiger father has no dog son!" Qianye's sharp knife cut through Han Fei's clothes.
, caught by a paper man.
At the same time, Han Fei's blood-covered hand finally grasped the butcher knife in F's hand.
"Afterlife!"
The bright blade that illuminated the dark night instantly pierced the evil spirit's body. Arms emerged from the handle of the knife. They and Han Fei held the knife together.
This chapter has been completed!