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Chapter 787 Disaster

Chapter 787 Disaster

"No matter how many things there are! I'm willing to admit defeat!" As Da Ni slowly opened his mouth, the fat man in the gambling house became much more frank and willing to agree to any request from Han Fei.

"You change quite quickly." Han Fei didn't expect that Fatty would change his face so quickly when looking at such a fierce person. Maybe he also underestimated the psychological impact of such evil on ordinary people.

"The gambling house on the sixth floor is in the red alley, so the rules of the red lane are the rules of the gambling house." The fat man looked at Da Ni's mouth with fear, and the soul poison was about to fall on his face: "Can you let me

Should it stay away from me? I'm afraid it might accidentally hurt me."

Han Fei raised his arm and Da Ni took a step back: "First of all, you have to tell me all the information about this building; secondly, I need your cooperation to maintain the normal operation of the red alley; if you get information from the gambling house,

If you receive any news, please notify me as soon as possible."

"Okay! No problem! This is a trivial matter to me." The fat man curled up like a giant insect chrysalis: "Gambling houses, like blind merchants, have internal methods of transmitting information. What happens at each level

If there is any special event, you can know it immediately as long as you pay a certain price. In addition to information, we also have ways to get the 'specialties' and 'residents' on other floors. If you need anything, just ask."

Fatty was so cooperative that Han Fei felt that the other party might have hidden agendas and would find ways to retaliate against him when he left.

"I need you to eat this heart before you continue talking to me." Han Fei took out a pig heart cooked by Xu Qin from the inventory. After Xu Qin became a hater, the food she cooked contained

The curse was even stronger. Except for Han Fei, no one was willing to eat it. Of course, everyone was still praising Xu Qin for her good cooking skills.

"What's this?"

"The lunch prepared for me by my family far away." Han Fei watched the fat man eat the pig's heart. After the curse was triggered, he asked Da Nie to pour the soul poison into it, forming a delicate balance in the fat man's body.

The fat man in the past was just puffy, but now once the fat man explodes, every drop of blood will be stained with curse.

The few people following Han Fei saw everything Han Fei did. They already regarded Han Fei as a real devil, a more crazy and perverted careerist than the Lord of the Red Alley. Fortunately, they and Han Fei

It's a group.

Feeling the slow curse in his body and the soul poison that could break out at any time, the fat man's features wrinkled together: "What I said just now was a bit full. All the information inside the gambling house needs to be exchanged with money and equivalent things. I

Even if you lose everything, you won't be able to get much in exchange for it. The real owner of the casino is in the area above the 50th floor, and I'm actually just a spectator."

"Pay attention to all kinds of information in the building. If I die, you will be gone. You will be tortured by the soul poison and you will not be able to become a ghost." Han Fei held up the fat man's face and used the secret to touch the depths of the soul. He felt

I saw the fear and fear in the fat man's heart, and saw a trembling soul.

"Attention, player number 0000! You have discovered a special resident - Fat Dog."

"The owner of the gambling house is a dog raised by the gods. It bites the souls of its victims and forces them to the gambling table, turning them into meat, food, coins, and inhuman beasts in the gambling house."

"Fat Dog (strength enhancement): He used all his past memories and humanity as bargaining chips in exchange for strength that can continue to grow."

"Memory is the most useless thing. It feels too painful to remember you but not be able to protect you. I would rather forget you and use my instinct to protect you."

After reading the system prompts, Han Fei retracted his hand: "Fat Dog, that's a nice name. I hope the person you want to protect hasn't been killed by you yet."

The fat man was stunned for a moment when Han Fei said this, and his mind was a little confused.

"Sister Hong, is there any place on the sixth floor that is more dangerous? I want to eliminate all hidden dangers." Han Fei took out the butcher knife of the past life and looked at some new human light spots on it. You can get double rewards by completing tasks in this skyscraper.

Double the points, kill the residents and there is a certain chance to obtain the remaining humanity of the deceased. Apprehending criminals can strengthen the evil. In addition, there are no rules and restrictions. Han Fei feels that this place is really suitable for laughing.

"You have already cleaned up all the dangerous rooms on the periphery, but there will be more dangerous things coming in this building at any time, such as wandering monsters and suddenly alienated tombs," Sister Hong reminded Han Fei carefully.

"Are there no other forces or organizations on the sixth floor that need attention?"

"There are also some cleaners, the people from the rusty ladder." Fat Dog got up from the ground. He didn't know whether it was to avenge a personal revenge or sincerely wanted to help Han Fei. He bent over and stood next to Han Fei with some difficulty: "Those

People don’t take us seriously at all, they don’t follow the rules and are very rude.”

"Don't listen to his nonsense. The cleaners of Rusty Ladder are very dangerous. They can use the elevator freely and go to different floors. They have a large collection of cursed props in the building and have enslaved many powerful and terrifying monsters." Sister Hong stood up quickly:

"Think about it, how can someone who can clean in all kinds of dangerous and desperate situations be weak?"

The skyscraper cleaners have become a mysterious and powerful force, which Han Fei did not expect before coming.

"They are not easy to mess with, but if they think we are easy to bully, they might deliberately send some large 'garbage' that cannot be processed to this floor and use this floor as a garbage dump." Fat Dog stood up straight.

, he only bowed down in front of Han Fei and had a bad attitude towards Sister Hong.

"What do you mean by sending large garbage to this floor?" Han Fei frowned.

"In the past, the owner of Hong Lane would give some benefits to the rusty ladder, allowing them to use the elevator to lure away monsters that were difficult to handle. The monsters would not disappear out of thin air. If they didn't harm our floor, they would definitely harm other floors." Sister Hong said.

He came up with his own idea: "We don't need to fall out with those cleaners. We just need to give them some coins and blood smoke, and they won't come to trouble us."

"Anyway, let's go meet them first." Han Fei led Fat Dog, Sister Hong and Li Rou out of the gambling house.

Sister Hong and Fat Dog, who were standing on both sides of Han Fei, seemed to be competing for favor. They had both lived in this skyscraper for too long, and they would do anything to live a better life.

The red lights on both sides of the corridor gradually went out, the temperature continued to drop, and there were more and more debris and garbage in the corridor. The rooms on both sides were basically abandoned, and not a single person could be seen.

"Each floor has areas suitable for habitation and areas not suitable for habitation. Those areas that are not suitable for habitation are often occupied by monsters, grave houses and night police. The people on the rusty ladder are mainly responsible for cleaning these areas, but they are greedy for life and fear of death.

Seeing profit and neglecting loyalty, she would not risk entering and cleaning it properly, which resulted in the building's habitable area being continuously reduced." Sister Hong hid behind Li Rou. She exhaled a breath of cold air and felt her hands and feet were cold: "Okay.

Further along this corridor is the area where the rusty ladder cleaners are responsible. I have never been there before, and I don’t know what I will encounter.”

Fat Dog stood on the other side of Han Fei. He was thick-skinned and didn't feel cold, but his small eyes were narrowed together, and his expression was a little uneasy: "I haven't seen the cleaning of the rusty stairs on the sixth floor for a long time.

Work done."

After moving away the garbage blocking the road, Han Fei took out his flashlight and shined it towards the end of the dark corridor.

There were abandoned rooms on both sides of the corridor. There was a strong putrid smell in the air, and there were traces of heavy objects being dragged on the ground.

"I always feel like there is a very scary monster living inside." The old man rubbed his hands and hid at the back.

"This is where the rusty ladder cleaners are responsible, but where are they?" Han Fei squatted down. With the help of his five senses that had been strengthened many times, he found fresh blood stains on the debris: "Let's go in and take a look.

.”

Following the blood stains, Han Fei came to the first corner of the corridor. He saw the believers he had seen before. The two men in red raincoats had their bodies twisted together, as if they were enlarged twists.

"The followers of the gods were killed casually like this?" Fat Dog and Sister Hong stopped at the same time: "This is definitely not the work of the rusty ladder cleaners, there was an accident in the area to be cleaned!"

Blood flowed out of the red raincoat. Han Fei opened the raincoat and inspected the corpse. The internal organs of the two believers were completely crushed: "Can someone twist two corpses together with bare hands?"

Han Fei, who had investigated many cases with the police, began to observe carefully and found that there were no obvious wounds on the surface of the believer's skin.

"How strange! It doesn't look like someone grabbed the two corpses and twisted them together. It looks more like their bodies were out of control and twisted and entangled by themselves!"

Han Fei had seen similar abilities in Fu Sheng's memory shrine. Doctors at the plastic surgery hospital could control the patient's body and make him perform some incredible actions.

After summoning Nine Lives, Han Fei let the black snake's shadow hide in the darkness to explore the way ahead.

There are more and more blood stains in the corridor, a large amount of garbage and debris have been twisted by some kind of force, the walls have begun to become uneven, and the load-bearing walls are full of cracks.

"Sister Hong, has there ever been a collapse in your building?"

"Each floor is protected by the gods. Even if it partially collapses, the people from the Rusty Ladder will come to repair it." Sister Hong obviously also realized the seriousness of the problem: "How about we retreat, it will be better if we encounter a monster.

, if we encounter a taboo, we won’t be able to escape even if we want to!”

Perhaps because he heard the conversation between Sister Hong and Han Fei, a faint cry for help came from the garbage dump more than ten meters away.

Han Fei first asked Black Snake to check and make sure there was no danger before he dared to lead people closer. They moved pieces of garbage away and saw a man with only the upper body left.

He was wearing the clothes of a rusty ladder cleaner, his belly and internal organs were twisted together like a knot, and his body seemed to have been twisted directly from the middle.

"Yes, there is a disaster ghost, go to the tenth floor..." The cleaner opened his mouth, and black blood flowed out. In his only movable left hand, he held a badly damaged elevator card.

"What is the disaster ghost?"

"Tenth floor, get the night policeman with the camera, run away..." The cleaner's teeth began to fall out, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Han Fei wanted to completely pull him out of the garbage pile, but as soon as he dragged him, Han Fei felt an extremely bad feeling in his heart.

There was the sound of something exploding in his ears. Han Fei looked up and saw that Jiu Ming, who was protecting him in front of him, had his two arms twisted off and his body began to deform.

Not knowing where the murderer was, Han Fei had no choice but to ask everyone to leave as soon as possible.

"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully triggered a random E-level difficult task in the hidden map - Disaster Ghost!"

"There is only one random high-difficulty mission in the hidden map per floor, with a trigger probability of 5%. The mission is far more dangerous than ordinary missions! Please choose carefully whether to accept the mission!"

"Accept!" Han Fei naturally would not give up on the task he had obtained.

"Mission requirement: Kill the disaster ghost."

Han Fei didn't know what the disaster ghost was. Now he didn't have time to think deeply about it and trotted away from the area to be cleared on the sixth floor.

"The ghost inside will come out sooner or later. This floor is not safe." Han Fei originally didn't want to leave the sixth floor so quickly, but after he saw the disaster ghost, his heart kept beating.

In order not to expose his weakness, Han Fei turned on the master acting switch in his mind and carefully felt the source of his uneasiness.

There is a blood shadow that seems to be approaching, and the opponent seems to have entered the skyscraper.

"The monster I summoned from the sea of ​​​​blood in the ghost gate is not dead? Faced with the combination of super-large resentment and other works of the gods, it can still survive?"

There was a constant connection between Han Fei and the "monster" he summoned. He no longer hesitated and asked Sister Hong to take him to the elevator on the sixth floor.

"I have completed a task, now I just need to delay it for three hours at all costs."


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