Han Fei's timing was very clever. When he rushed to the deepest room of the meat factory, it happened to be the time when the factory manager and the pig-faced monster were forced to confront Xu Qin.
The blood vessels behind the factory manager extend from the room. There must be some kind of secret in that room.
"As long as the administrator can be killed, all the tortured people should have a chance to be rescued!"
Letting the black python penetrate the ghost pattern and enduring the pain caused by the Yin Qi entering his body, Han Fei ignored his injuries and ran with all his strength towards the blood-red door in the deepest part of the factory.
The closer he got, the thicker the blood mist in the air became. At this time, Han Fei was like a fish swimming against the sea of blood.
The wound on his body opened again, and his face was distorted by the severe pain.
He can quit the game now, he can leave, but when he is gone, what will happen to the remaining people?
With his mouth bleeding from his bite, Han Fei held the Sangmen knife and rushed directly into the room where the manager lived.
As he entered the room, a piercing scream sounded behind him!
The factory manager sensed something and decisively gave up on Xu Qin. His fat body crashed into Han Fei like a hill.
Once the door is blocked, it will be difficult to escape, but Han Fei has no more choices now. This opportunity is once in a lifetime and he must not miss it.
When I entered the house, my eyes were filled with blood.
This room is like a huge heart, with thick blood vessels everywhere on the walls, floor, and roof.
Black and red blood surged in it, and you could even hear the sound of blood pouring into the blood pool.
"The blood vessels behind the manager connect him to the entire factory. It is through these blood vessels that he controls all the flesh and blood tools in the factory."
The more critical the situation, the calmer Han Fei becomes. Panic cannot bring him any help. Only absolute calmness can increase the probability of survival.
Almost as soon as he entered the house, Han Fei began to swing the boning knife, using the hatred of the family of six to cut off the blood vessels in the house.
Only by making the manager unable to control various things in the factory can he have a chance to climb up the black scale to save people, otherwise the dozens of rusty iron hooks could easily penetrate his body.
The blade slashed across, and black and red blood splashed everywhere. Han Fei's body was already soaked. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have to cut more!"
Blood containing strong malice splashed on his body, and his skin was burned with horrific scars, but Han Fei didn't care at all.
The strange sound of wind chimes rang in the factory, and the furious factory manager wanted to cut Han Fei into pieces. He never thought that there was a person hidden in the factory, let alone that person could use a butcher knife!
His arms became heavy, and Han Fei also came to the depths of the room. He used the knife in his hand to stab the place where the blood vessels were most concentrated. When he cut off the last blood vessel, the whole factory began to shake slightly, as if there was an earthquake.
The iron hooks kept colliding, small cracks appeared on the edge of the bottomless blood pool, and even the dark scale hanging human nature began to tilt slightly!
Having done everything he could, Han Fei was standing deep in the room, and the monster was about to rush to the door.
The road was about to be blocked. Han Fei held the boning knife with his uninjured right hand. He had to leave. He had more important things to do next.
Without any hesitation, Han Fei rushed towards the door, feeling as if he was about to collide with a monster several times his size.
"Fight!"
The strong stench was mixed with the smell of blood. Han Fei didn't even think about slowing down. He had to leave the room no matter what!
The bloody paper man released in advance stopped the factory manager for a second at the critical moment. It was this second difference that allowed Han Fei to rush out of the door first!
He did not slow down. When he was about to collide with the monster's huge body, Han Fei only had time to twist his body and face the monster with his back.
When completing Zhang Guanxing's hidden mission, he gained a passive ability, which reduced back damage.
But even so, he still felt that his internal organs were seriously injured, and his throat was full of blood.
No longer distracted by controlling the bloody paper man, Han Fei rolled to the ground. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the black scale in the center of the blood pool.
When Xu Qin appeared, heavy footsteps could be heard outside the factory, and the butchers who had locked onto her aura were rushing towards her.
Han Fei knew that he didn't have much time. No matter whether it was hell or death, he had to do it.
Enduring the unimaginable pain, Han Fei got up from the ground. He looked at Cry hanging on the iron hook, took a few steps back, and then sprinted towards the blood pool at full speed like crazy.
Stepping on the edge of the blood pool, Han Fei jumped with all his strength to the pillar in the center of the blood pool!
All the remaining souls saw his desperate look, facing the painful memories, and Han Fei, who was struggling in the deepest despair, also saw Han Fei.
If you fall into a pool of blood, you will either lose your soul or endure the pain of peeling off your skin. Doesn't Han Fei know these things?
There are few people in the world who are born brave, but there are many people who are clearly aware of the consequences but are still willing to move forward.
"Bang!"
The bones hit the pillar in the center of the blood pool. The wound on Han Fei's shoulder was torn open and the blood stained his back.
Holding the blood-stained black cylinder tightly with both hands, Han Fei crawled towards Cry as fast as he could.
All pig-faced monsters seem to be unable to enter the blood pool, and their dirty bodies will be melted directly by the blood pool.
The factory manager saw Han Fei climbing onto the scale with a butcher's knife, his red eyes and fat hands slapping the ground hard.
Its ugly face was distorted. It grabbed the blood vessel that was cut off by Han Fei on the ground and inserted it directly into its heart.
Thin blood threads connect the blood vessels to his heart. In this way, the pig-faced monster barely controls the black iron hook on the scale of its humanity.
Han Fei was covered in bruises and it was very difficult to climb up the pillar. It was difficult for him to avoid the thick iron hook.
Even though he had planned every step, an accident still occurred. Han Fei could no longer retreat. He knew that the higher he climbed, the more likely he was to be caught by a hook, but he still moved towards Remnant Soul and Cry.
Pig-faced monsters kept appearing outside the factory, and Xu Qin's pressure gradually increased.
The pig-faced monster on the edge of the blood pool let out a distorted laugh, and it controlled the iron hook to hook Han Fei's body again and again.
When the iron hook struck for the fourth time, Han Fei's arms were almost out of strength, and the iron hook in his eyes continued to enlarge.
His mind desperately tried to drive his body to dodge, but his arms and legs reached their limits.
Just as the iron hook was about to penetrate Han Fei's chest, something that no one expected happened happened.
The remnant soul of the twin brother who had just been hung on the iron hook endured the pain of being torn apart, shook the iron hook, and blocked the hook for Han Fei with his own body.
His abdomen was penetrated, and his brother looked extremely miserable, but he gritted his teeth and looked at Han Fei, as if hoping that Han Fei could save the person he wanted to save and not be like him.
"Thanks."
Han Fei grabbed the hook and climbed up again.
Unlike his twin brother, he climbed up the scales with a boning butcher knife!
The sharp hatred cut off the blood on the pig-faced mask. As more and more pig-faced masks broke and fell, the balance of humanity began to tilt towards Han Fei. He was almost touching the hanging...