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Chapter 805 Heroes in the Night

A night policeman wearing a mask?" Ji Zheng seemed to recognize the other person. He slowly lowered his hand holding the camera, and his expression turned extremely ugly: "There is only one night policeman wearing a mask in the building." The black fire of hatred was like an open fire.

Butterfly wings shake off countless dream dust around the mask.

The half-crouched night policeman slowly stood up, and his eyes moved behind Han Fei. The mask seemed to be alive and revealed a sinister smile: "The night policeman handles the case, and those who get close will die."

The gorgeous dream dust fell into the twenty-ninth floor, black fire burned on the flesh and blood wall, and the masked night policeman's eyes were like a cycle of life and death, which could drag the person who looked at him into a nightmare. "It's a bit difficult to handle." Han Fei

The silhouette of a butterfly could be vaguely seen on the masked night guard, which was the most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered before.

"If you are scared, you can hide behind me." Flesh arms stretched out from the wall beside Han Fei, countless ghost children tore up the ground with screams, and the dean, made up of flesh and blood stumps, dragged countless

The rope of fate quietly emerged.

The evil soul walked up to Han Fei, with no concealment of the evil in his eyes: "I hate those guys who talk about justice and morality the most. They always demand others according to the standards of saints and treat themselves according to the standards of gangsters.

The dream dust was scattered, and Mask Night's black fire quickly burned the "Dean"'s body. Layers of flesh and blood were scorched, but the evil soul didn't care. He pointed at Mask Night arrogantly: "Burn it, my body."

Flesh and flesh are connected with the building. If you have the ability, you can cremate this ghost building."

The terminated fate of all the dead was reconnected with their corpses. The dense ropes of fate penetrated the building. The evil soul gathered all the power of flesh and blood together and grabbed the masked night policeman.

"You can't escape." The evil soul walked up the stairs of flesh and blood: "No. 2's brain can calculate everyone's fate. He cannot cut off the shackles of fate, but he can use everyone's fate to create a better future."

Figure out the most correct choice for yourself.

The black fire of hatred burned the corpse, but it could not destroy the thread of fate hidden in the corpse.

Threads stained with death are interwoven into the body of the masked night policeman, and his fate is being changed bit by bit by everyone.

"Such a powerful and inexplicable ability, but it's a pity that No. 2 doesn't know how to use it. He can obviously use everyone to escape alone, but he chooses to connect all bad fates to himself and use his own fate to change the paths of others.

The evil soul has figured out the secrets hidden in the dean's body and knows how to maximize the forbidden ability. Compared with the many work number children who are worried about it, this ability is obviously more terrifying in the hands of the unscrupulous evil soul.

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The body was forcibly bound by the fate of others. After discovering that the black fire could not burn the rope of fate, the masked night guard immediately changed his strategy. He jumped to the floor where Han Fei was, and his uniform was reduced to ashes in the black fire, revealing the full body painted on

Butterfly pattern. Since you can't get rid of the rope of fate, you can only kill the person who uses the rope of fate.

He stretched out his hand and gestured towards Ji Zheng as if he were shooting. The moment he bent his fingers, Ji Zheng fell to the ground, and cracks appeared on the camera lens.

"What ability is this? The power of dreams? What is his relationship with butterflies?" Han Fei's brain was racing, and he felt the threat of death; he quickly hid behind Da Nie. But even if he was blocked by Da Nie, Han Fei's inner crisis

The feeling still hasn't dissipated, as if someone has pointed a gun at his soul, and no matter where he hides, he can't avoid the bullet...

Curling his fingers, the butterfly pattern on the night guard's mask became extremely gorgeous. An invisible and intangible bullet appeared in Han Fei's mind out of thin air, and then he felt helpless.

dream direction

It fell down and swallowed his consciousness, soul and all memories together!

Severe pain came from the back of his head, and Han Fei felt that his body was sinking crazily. Just when he was about to be completely swallowed up by the nightmare, a bloody arm grabbed him. Han Fei raised his head, but he saw nothing and only heard the harsh sound.

Laughing wildly. "Afterlife"

The ferocious ghost marks spread all over his body in an instant. Han Fei and Butterfly seemed to be natural rivals. He laughed maniacally and rushed forward with his knife.

The masked night guard did not expect that his "bullets" would have no effect on Han Fei. When he was stunned, the evildoer, the ghost gate blood shadow and the dean had already pounced on him at the same time. Fighting alone has never been Han Fei's style, he can go

Until now, it has relied on strength in numbers.

"Accelerate! Accelerate! Accelerate!" The verbal spirit ability can reach full agility in the blink of an eye. There is a big difference in the personalities of Laughter and Han Fei. They both have only one drop of blood. Han Fei will choose to play slowly and wait for the right moment before taking action.

Laughter will become extremely excited when there is only one drop of blood. It seems that only the extreme point of death can make him temporarily forget the pain in his heart!

The ability of the masked night policeman is very terrifying, but today he met four "freaks" who can withstand his ability.

The flesh and blood that made up the ground had been hollowed out by the ghost child, and the despicable and insidious Evil Soul had already planned everything. The floor of the floor continued to collapse, and the masked night guard was dragged to the twenty-sixth floor by him. He had already prepared for the Evil Soul.

A perfect prison of flesh and blood.

Han Fei, Laughter and Evil Soul have completely different ways of dealing with the world, but it is undeniable that the three of them are "madmen" who make enemies very troublesome. Invisible bullets hit Han Fei's soul one after another, and nightmares repeatedly haunted him.

It swallowed him up, but his laughter could always fish Han Weifei out at the critical moment.

Sometimes Han Fei also wonders whether laughing wildly can immunize him from all nightmares and hallucinations. Until Han Fei looks at the bloody orphanage in the depths of his mind, illusory orphans slowly appear. The pain those children have endured has exceeded that of the world.

All nightmares.

The rope of fate is constantly entangled, and the evil soul wants to tightly bind the masked night policeman to the twenty-sixth floor. The night policeman whose body is burning with black fire and dreamlike gorgeous lines also begins his final fight.

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When both sides were about to use their skills to suppress the situation, the towering skyscraper suddenly shook violently!

Deafening thunder sounded in the clouds, and the dark clouds that had shrouded the black rain area for many years were torn open into a small hole. An obscure and strange song came from the upper fifty floors. After hearing this sound, all the believers in the building

, and immediately began to pray devoutly, reciting the name of a certain "person".

"The gods are one step closer to awakening!" Mr. Mo didn't dare to get close to the hatred. He had been hiding behind him and secretly casting curses. But when the drastic change happened, he gave up the word "death" in the middle of writing and shouted loudly.

Remind Han Fei.

"Wake up? I think he is in big trouble." The evil soul now just wants to kill the masked night guard. Ten birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in the hand. After hearing the loud noise, the smile on the night guard's mask became advocating.

It was so hard that drops of blood seeped out of his skin, and the butterfly pattern on his body gradually changed from gorgeous to blood red...

Everyone thought that the masked night policeman was going to use his ultimate move to fight for his life, but the next moment his skin began to crack and fall off like a cocoon. "Does he want to run?" The long-awaited maniacal laugh found the right moment and pointed at the night policeman's head.

Chop it down.

At the critical moment of "shedding", the night policeman had no time to dodge, and the mask on his face was chopped into pieces by the butcher knife of the past!

The mirror-like mask fragments were flying everywhere, and the maniacal laughter was like a thug smashing the child's beautiful fantasy. Everyone on the floor also saw the face of the night policeman. "It's him." Han Fei never expected to be able to show up in this form.

Meet the hero who once hunted the butterfly.

In the police files about Butterfly, the information of one victim was stored separately. He was Li Xue's senior brother, a young police academy student personally selected by Teacher Li Xue. The police knew that Butterfly had insight into human nature, so they captured it in order to make plans.

, Teacher Li Xue needs a new face who is strong-willed and will never be deceived to act as a bait. This freshman in the police academy, whose name is top secret, has endured unprecedented pressure, but it is precisely because of his superb performance that

Help the police tear off the wings of the butterfly, so that the crazed madman can no longer be arrogant and hide in the shadows of the city. During that operation, Li Xue's senior brother disappeared. In order to prevent his family from being persecuted by the butterfly, about him

All information has been sealed, and Han Fei has only seen a photo of the other party.

The pattern and body of the bloody butterfly exploded outwards, and Mengchen's favor covered everything. After Mengchen dispersed, there was only a piece of human skin on the ground that had been penetrated by countless ropes of fate.

"He ran pretty fast." The evil soul was a little dissatisfied. He wanted to complain to Han Fei, but when he saw that Han Fei was laughing and controlling his body, he gave up the idea of ​​getting closer: "I can't leave.

On these floors, if you chase him now, you may still have a chance to kill him. Don't just stand there! Kill him while he's sick! You must cherish such a good opportunity!

"We really can't let him go." Han Fei looked at the gap above his head and began to try to communicate with Kuangxiao.

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