Eight flesh and blood legs moved in the operating room. The doctor's chest and abdomen were split open by the death knife. Countless black blood streaks gathered at the wound, but the wound could not be healed.
He clutched his empty chest, his whole face twisted with anger.
The items in the house were scattered all over the floor, the shelves were rickety, and the doctor was crawling quickly on the ruins. He was the person closest to the heart.
"We must stop him." Han Fei also focused on the heart that was lying on the ground, but he was too weak. As long as his body was touched by the ghost, he would lose blood instantly.
In the face of large-scale resentment, what he can do is not compete with the opponent, but hinder and block him. He wants to take the opportunity to weaken the doctor's strength.
With the help of the animal mask, Han Fei followed the doctor quietly with a knife in hand like a silent ghost.
For those pig-faced monsters that were accidentally knocked down by doctors, Han Fei would also take care of them and help them end their painful lives.
Doctors and Han Fei were not the only ones who wanted to fight for the half of the heart. Many outsiders were also interested. They found that as long as they got close to the heart, the curse from the Animal Alley would be suppressed.
To take a step back, something that can drive doctors so crazy must be very important.
More and more people are participating in the robbery, and doctors are killing people, but even this cannot deter everyone.
The monsters in the Butcher's House have gone crazy. Outside is the body of the flesh-and-blood spider, and inside is the out-of-control Xu Qin. Staying here is a dead end, and after escaping, you will have to endure the torture of the Curse of the Animal Alley.
In this case, taking away that kind heart is definitely a very good choice.
The chaos in human nature is vividly reflected here. Once the unsolvable curse has an antidote, the fragile union will collapse in an instant.
Without the full force of outsiders to stop him, the spider's flesh and blood body finally entered the building. The bloody writer stared at the heart falling from the doctor's chest, and his body began to move again.
Flesh and blood surged toward the center like a torrent.
"The ghost lingers! Why can't I kill you?" The doctor's anger was ignited. When he was attracted by the spider's flesh and blood, Han Fei took the opportunity to get closer and slashed at one of the doctor's legs with his knife.
Blood spattered, and when the broken leg fell, the happy laughter of the remaining soul could be heard from the twisted flesh, and they were finally freed.
In just a moment of distraction, one leg was cut off, and the doctor was furious. He had never seen such a disgusting and sinister enemy.
He wanted to tear Han Fei into pieces, but he didn't have the time. As long as he hesitated for a moment, Spider might find his heart.
Enduring the severe pain, the doctor didn't care about anything and rushed directly to the heart wrapped in flesh and blood.
When Han Fei saw that the doctor ignored him, he became even more courageous. But just as he was chasing the doctor and preparing to draw the knife for the second time, a chill suddenly emitted from the landlord's ring on his hand, which almost froze his fingers.
Lose.
Shengsheng stopped, his body trembling instinctively. When Han Fei held the life-saving knife and looked somewhere, his pupils shrank instantly.
In a corner of the ruins, stood a pale-faced woman. She made Han Fei feel like the ghost that was getting closer and closer to him in reality!
"Butterfly?"
Just because of this guess, Han Fei could no longer calm down. He clenched the handle of the knife and looked at the other person as he did in reality.
There was great chaos in the Butcher's House, but the woman only stared at Han Fei. Her face was expressionless and she was holding a book with the cover torn off in her hand.
Behind her, two other figures were slumped on the floor of the room.
One of them was covered in muscles, his mask was smashed, his facial features were flattened, and his body seemed to have been crushed and hit by a huge force.
The other one was probably a student. He was wearing headphones, his neck was full of strangulation marks, his eyes were bulging, and his chest was slumped.
"Spider's second secondary personality, the thug? And the student personality that represents Spider's inner longing for the outside world?"
Under Han Fei's gaze, the expressionless woman took out a mask and put it on her face.
She did not hide the numbers behind the mask at all. When the mask fit her face, Han Fei could vaguely see the other half of the butterfly's wings.
"Nine? Spider's reader personality?"
Personality No. 9 is the most special among all people. Even Spider's psychiatrist has not figured out whether this personality is the first or the last to appear.
She has obviously been entangled with spiders from birth to death, but her sense of existence is extremely weak, like an outside bystander, deliberately ignored by everyone.
In real movies, there are very few scenes about the reader's personality, and most of them are just letters.
"The spider is a writer, writing a book with his life; the butterfly is a reader, it is the only person in the world who has read this book."
Spiders and butterflies are mortal enemies, but writers and readers are soul-resonating partners. Because they understand each other, they both know that they must kill each other completely!
When the No. 9 sub-personality appeared, Han Fei seemed to have returned to reality. The ghostly figure was getting closer and closer, bringing with it an indescribable sense of terror and oppression.
Spider's No. 9 secondary personality should be the person closest to the butterfly. The doctor decides everything openly, while the reader watches in secret. Maybe the doctor doesn't even know that the other wing of the butterfly is the reader.
When the plan went awry and accidents occurred frequently, Sub-Personality No. 9 finally walked out of the darkness.
Protecting the Death Knife in front of him, Han Fei had never been so focused before. He couldn't quit the game yet. If he fell into the hands of No. 9, he might be taken back by her and imprisoned forever.
No. 9's eyes lingered on Han Fei and that heart, and finally she made a decision.
Reaching out and tearing off a page from the book without a cover, No. 9 dipped his fingertips in blood and simply drew Han Fei's face on the strange book.
After she finished painting, fine wounds appeared all over Han Fei's body. Those wounds began to expand as time went by, as if they wanted to tear his skin directly.
"Curse?" Before Han Fei could recover from the pain, the landlord's ring on his finger once again sent out a bone-chilling chill. He looked up and saw that the No. 9 personality did not chase the spider's heart, but moved towards it.
Come on your own!
"The butterfly chose me between me and the spider?!"
He could never understand that at such a critical moment, personality No. 9, who was bewitched by butterflies, would give up his spider heart and choose to kill himself first.
"Am I more of a threat than a spider in the butterfly's mind?"
When he was cursed, Han Fei already felt bad. His speed and strength were far inferior to No. 9, and it was not difficult for the other party to kill him.
"Firefly Dragon!"
Han Fei held the knife and retreated. He knew that Yinglong might not be able to stop the opponent, so he prepared for the worst in advance and ran directly towards Xu Qin's position before the curse fully broke out.
If he had to choose a way to die, he would rather die in Xu Qin's hands, so that if he turned into a ghost, he would have legs to hug him, at least he wouldn't be considered a lonely ghost.
Running with all his strength, Han Fei did not forget to observe the situation inside the building while retreating. Doctors and outsiders were chasing the heart, but the heart seemed to have eyes and was very flexible.
As it continued to dodge, it got closer and closer to the flesh-and-blood spider outside the building. At this moment, Xu Qin, who had finished slaughtering the pig-faced monster, stood directly in the way of the half-heart.
The curse and blood set off a wave, and the heart wrapped in flesh and blood immediately changed its direction, as if it wanted to change its angle and continue to join the flesh and blood spider.
But when it changed direction, Han Fei, who was running like crazy, rushed over, and the two collided!
Feeling his chest sinking, Han Fei didn't expect that he would have a crush on half of his heart.
After a moment of surprise, Han Fei broke out in cold sweat. The landlord's ring on his hand was frantically releasing chills and was about to burst.
He held that heart and looked around. All the ghosts and ghosts in the Butcher's House were staring at him.