"Is there a door inside?" Han Fei looked back at the doctor in surgical clothes: "This place should not only be used to torture people. They seemed to have mentioned an agreement to voluntarily give up their bodies before."
When I opened the secret door behind the cabinet, I was greeted by a strong smell of blood, mixed with the pungent smell of potions.
The darkroom is very large, with various surgical tools and two simple operating tables.
"This is……"
During the move, Han Fei's injured leg hit the box next to him, and the sealed box fell to the ground. It was filled with blood-stained disposable surgical tools.
Looking inside, there is something even more disgusting.
Covering his mouth and nose, Han Fei moved forward silently. His left eye was filled with bloodshot eyes, and something seemed to be flowing in his right ear. He felt as if he was lying in a glacier at this time, and the biting river water poured into his ears, which made him feel uncomfortable.
Distant sounds become muffled.
"After taking this injection of anesthesia, you won't feel the pain, but the price may be losing a certain part of your body forever."
An unfamiliar voice sounded again, and by the time Han Fei reacted, he was already lying on the operating table.
Suddenly a light came on in the dark basement, and the light above the operating table instantly dispelled all the darkness. The light was extremely dazzling.
Perhaps it was at this time that anesthetic was injected into the body of the owner of the shrine. He could no longer struggle and resist, and could only look at the false light above his head.
His body became weak, and Han Fei felt a sharp pain like a knife coming from his internal organs. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth.
The memories that did not belong to him were completely torn into pieces in his mind, and all the fragments were perfectly integrated into Han Fei's body, flowing in his blood vessels and soaked in his internal organs.
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have obtained internal organs that have lost vitality, your body will recover faster, and your physical strength will be permanently increased by one!"
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have successfully triggered the random mission of the shrine - me."
"Me (shrine random mission): After I kill all the goodness in myself, am I still me?"
"Task requirement: There are two mirrors in the house. One can see reality and the other can see beauty. Please make the right choice."
Opening his eyes hazily, Han Fei, lying on the operating table, tried to wave his hands, but he could barely control his body.
He wanted to get up from the operating table, but the moment he turned his body, he fell directly off the operating table. He felt no pain and all the nerves were numb.
Between the strong light and darkness, he could not find an exit and could only see two mirrors hanging on the wall.
Stumbling closer, Han Fei looked at the mirror.
Both mirrors are hung on the walls of the operating room, but the pictures they reflect are completely different.
The mirror on the left shows a clean and tidy operating room. The doctor is sternly rejecting Wang Quan's request. The father of the owner of the shrine is also in the room. He knelt down next to Wang Quan, his eyes full of guilt and uneasiness, and he cried and begged Wang Quan not to do anything.
Wang Quan, who is not too young, listened to the words of the doctor and the middle-aged man with a gloomy face. Finally, he waved his hand and asked the doctor to put down the scalpel.
In the mirror on the right, the lights in the operating room flicker on and off. When the lights turn on, you can see a room completely covered in blood. There is no doctor in this room. Only Wang Quan and the father of the shrine owner are lying on the mirror.
The young man in front. He was left alone here. His face was blurred, his hand was touching the mirror, and blood and tears flowed into his mouth. No one in the world could hear his cry for help.
"Too cruel."
Staring blankly at the mirror, Han Fei's hand finally landed on the mirror on the right, and his hand rested on the palm of the young man in the mirror.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have completed the random mission of the shrine - me."
"Thank you for finding the real me."
"Many years ago, I threw him in the operating room mirror. From that day on, I was no longer myself."
"The inner regret of the owner of the shrine has been made up by 35%! Received a large amount of experience rewards! Obtained preliminary recognition from the shrine!"
When the system prompt sounded, all the abnormalities disappeared, and the part of the memory in Han Fei's mind that did not belong to him was completely controlled by him, and there would no longer be any loss of control.
"If you want to inherit that extremely evil shrine, you must meet all kinds of pathological conditions. I don't meet those conditions now, but the previous owner of the shrine gave me this opportunity?"
The operating light above his head had returned to normal, and Han Fei was standing in front of a mirror in the operating room.
This mirror faces the operating table, allowing the patient on the operating table to see with his own eyes his stomach being cut open and his organs being taken out.
Everything returned to normal, but Han Fei felt like there was someone in the mirror, who waved goodbye to him just now.
"Why are you crying?" Li Hu looked at Han Fei with surprise on his face. Han Fei had no expression even when he was deceived by his father, but at this time, there was a tear stain on the left side of Han Fei's cheek.
"Those are not my tears." Han Fei reached out and wiped the mirror in front of him, turned to the others and said, "Can I take this mirror away?"
"Of course, but why did you take this thing away?"
"Keep it in mind." Han Fei carefully took off the mirror and looked at it repeatedly but found nothing special about it.
Walking out of the basement, Han Fei didn't care about how Brother Snake and the others dealt with the doctor and Wang Quan. He was worried about another thing now.
Han Fei killed Eight Fingers and Seven Fingers. The other members of Ten Fingers will definitely not give up and will become more dangerous in the next few days.
"The world has begun to alienate. I must make up for the regrets of the owner of the shrine as soon as possible and become the new owner of that shrine!"
If Han Fei fails, not only will he die, but the God of Mirrors will also die in vain. It will be difficult for Cry and Red Dress, as well as the tenants of the dead building who come to help, to escape.
"To survive, I must try my best to survive until the end!"
Han Fei stood on the street outside the White Building, surrounded by Brother Snake's men. Xicheng was back under Brother Snake's control, but the old man didn't know that a danger beyond his awareness was also staring at him at this moment.
Members of the Ten Fingers can temporarily use the resentment in their hearts as long as they remove the tattoos on their bodies and at the cost of being excluded from the memory world.
"You helped us a lot this time, but you have to be more careful." Brother Snake remembered what Bazhi said. He was old and didn't care about life or death, but his daughter was his own inverse scale: "Those
The madmen seem to have come from other cities, and they probably have companions."
"You guys beat me away. It has nothing to do with me." Han Fei didn't want to stay in Xicheng, but he had an injury on his leg, and the fighting consumed a lot of energy, and his physical condition had become very bad at this time.
Already.
"You are smart." Brother Snake touched his beard and narrowed his eyes: "During the melee just now, your father took advantage of the chaos and escaped. Do you need my help to find him?"
"Thank you for taking the trouble."
"I'll let the brothers look for it. Just come to my teahouse and wait."
At the invitation of Brother Snake, Han Fei returned to the teahouse with a mirror. He ate the sumptuous meal prepared by Brother Snake, and then took Li Long and Li Hu to rest in the elegant room.
Han Fei knew very well what Brother Snake wanted to do. The old guy was curious about how Han Fei dealt with Seven Fingers. He wanted to find out Han Fei's secret, but as an acting master who was proficient in psychology, how could Han Fei easily
Tell your secret?
After eating, Han Fei took the time to rest and asked Brother Snake to pay attention to whether anyone suspicious entered Xicheng District.
He slept straight into the night, and it was already dark outside the window.
"Wake up, it's time for us to go." Li Longhuang woke up Han Fei: "Xicheng is very chaotic at night, we'd better not spend the night here."
"Has my father been found?"
"No, he should have left Xicheng District."
After another meal with Brother Snake, Han Fei, Li Long, and Li Hu walked out of the teahouse and walked along the dilapidated city. After walking for a long time, they saw a bus stop sign.
"Taxi drivers don't dare to come here for fear of being robbed, so we can only take the bus." Li Long looked at his watch: "There should be the last bus."
"I'm not worried about how to go back now, I'm worried about you two." Han Fei turned around and looked at the miserable Li Long and Li Hu: "The debt has been paid off, but if you two don't have my protection,
I’m afraid it will be difficult to survive the revenge of those lunatics.”
"Your protection?" The two brothers were stunned for a moment. This was the first time that a debt collector said this to someone who owed a debt, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed the case.
"Have you noticed the tattoos on the necks of Seven Finger and Eight Finger? They belong to a very sick organization, which is full of psychopathic lunatics. Now that Brother Snake has offended them, they will definitely retaliate against you at all costs!" Han
Fei sighed softly.
"There are many lunatics like Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers?" Li Hu was frightened.
"Yes, just to be on the safe side, you two should continue to follow me. As the link between me and Brother Snake, you must inform me of any news as soon as possible, so that we can work together to overcome this difficulty." Han Fei didn't know this.
Remembering what the alienated world will look like in the end, he just wants to unite as much power as possible for himself.
At this time, the Li Long he saw with his left eye and his right eye were no longer the same. The Li Long in his right eye was normal, but the Li Long in his left eye always felt like his face was full of death.
"Okay..." Li Long and Li Hu looked at each other. They had been asking for debt for so many years. This was the first time they met such a proactive debtor. They even felt that if they didn't agree, Han Fei might ask them again.
Borrow tens of thousands and maintain a loan relationship at all times.
While the three of them were chatting, the last bus was coming from a distance. Han Fei generously took out three dollars and said, "I'll treat you to a ride."
The bus came to a stop and Han Fei was the last one to get on the bus. After he entered the bus, there was no one on the platform, but the driver still didn't close the door.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the driver restarted the car and muttered something softly.
"There are so many people on this station."
As the bus drove out of the station, advertisements blared in the bus. Han Fei's expression gradually changed. He heard different broadcast sounds in his left and right ears.
"The vehicle starts, please sit still and hold on, the next stop is Shahe Hospital."
"The vehicle starts, please sit still and hold on, next stop, next stop, next stop..."
Han Fei heard the words "next stop" repeatedly in his right ear, and the voice on the station announcement became more shrill and harsh, as if someone was strangulating his neck.
"Don't sit in the last row. You two sit with me near the car door." Han Fei glanced at the attribute panel. After getting in the car, his mood value quietly dropped a little.