Chapter 491 This is your kitty?! (4000 monthly ticket)
Compared with Tetsuo, Yantang feels that he is more suitable here. In reality, he is an excellent person in all aspects, but because of his personality and some things he experienced when he was young, he has very few friends.
As he grew older, he became more and more withdrawn, and no one could ever be taken seriously by him.
On the surface, he didn't look down on anyone, but in fact, he always felt that he was incompatible with the surrounding environment. He didn't belong to that circle, and he didn't want to pretend to be stupid to fool people, let alone lower his head to "fit in with the crowd."
He is smart, knowledgeable, possesses keen insight and extraordinary perception, but he is also withdrawn and indifferent. He always talks to the point and never considers the feelings of others.
Before he came into contact with "Perfect Life", he had always been alone, and he never thought that he might make any friends in the future.
Everything changed starting last night. When he accidentally entered the city shrouded in darkness, he found that every cell in his body was trembling. He was not sure whether it was because of fear or excitement.
Communicating cordially with his teammates and working hard to survive, Yantang felt that the dry lake in his heart was being filled. He had teammates and a direction.
Looking away from Tienan, Yantang looked at Han Fei, who was wearing a mask.
That person seemed to represent the secret of the entire world, and his existence itself seemed to be a miracle.
Yantang has never been convinced by anyone, but he can't help but look at Han Fei with a hint of awe in his eyes. He always feels that if he makes Han Fei angry, the other person can easily kill him both in the game and in reality.
Yantang has never made a mistake in predicting bad things, so he has become the most well-behaved person in the team.
"Did you find anything?" After Yantang helped Tienan up, the two walked to Han Fei and looked at the chopped body on the ground.
"There is a black thread on the heart of the corpse. If you cut it off, the corpse will be broken into pieces." Han Fei used the death knife to pick up the black thread, which was filled with strange words.
This rope is called a life rope, and it is something unique to the plastic surgery hospital area. Most regrets and small resentments will be bound by the life rope and become the puppets of large resentments and hatred.
"It's a good thing that the other party dares to attack us. The more it moves, the bigger the flaws will be." Han Fei put away his knife and stood up, looking at the freezers piled in the hall: "Refrigerators, freezers, and 'ice sculptures' of various shapes."
, does he really regard this place as a world of ice and snow?"
The works in the art exhibition are corpses in the freezer. Their bodies are frozen and frozen at the last moment of death.
The lost lives have become collections of the hotel owner, who also uses them to hold art exhibitions.
"I always thought that art exhibitions were very elegant, but I didn't expect that the first art exhibition I participated in would be like this." Tetsuo carefully opened the freezer next to him. Every time he opened the door, it was like a lucky draw.
The lottery is too exciting.
"What kind of art exhibition is this? It's just the self-orgasm of a group of lunatics. They regard cruelty as beauty and are complacent about it. This is a disease!" Han Fei kicked down the refrigerator in front of him, and a corpse holding a room key fell down.
On the ground, the black blood in his body was slowly gathering in his heart, as if he was preparing to use the yin energy in his body to provide a lifeline.
"The life rope can control ghosts, but the life rope itself seems to be made of ghosts. All the obsessions are rubbed together and twisted into an inescapable rope." Han Fei carefully observed the whole process of the life rope appearing, and then
Cut it off with one knife.
When the life rope was disconnected, the frozen corpse fell forward while still kneeling. Before his body shattered, he seemed to show a relieved smile towards Han Fei.
All the black words on the life rope melted away, and finally only a tiny bit of light remained that blended into the sharp edge of the Purana Knife.
"Huh?"
Han Fei discovered something very strange. As long as the life-saving knife cuts through a section of the life rope, it will draw something from it, as if it is the last bit of beauty and humanity left in the obsession of the deceased.
"It seems that not all ghosts can be used as life ropes. Only ghosts with strong obsessions, not completely rotten inside, and still retaining a little bit of humanity can do it."
For ghosts in the deep world, human nature is not only a bondage, but also the most precious thing deep in their souls.
In order to survive, many ghosts have completely abandoned their humanity, but only a few still persist.
But unfortunately, their persistence was not rewarded. Instead, they were targeted by more terrifying ghosts, who used the constraints of human nature to make them into life ropes.
After killing the butterfly, the Rebirth Knife became an E-class item. Han Fei had been worried about how to continue to improve the knife. The appearance of the life rope gave him a glimmer of hope.
This knife saved Han Fei several times. Not to mention, in the memory world of the shrine, he fell into a deep well. In the end, the human beings in the knife reached out and dragged him out.
The Purana Knife can be said to be Han Fei's most important tool now. Strengthening the Purana Knife is strengthening Han Fei himself.
With a flash of light in his eyes, Han Fei had forgotten that he came here to save people in the first place. He held the Purana Knife and walked side by side with Xu Qin at the front of the team, maximizing his passive talent of hide-and-seek.
Shaking the handle of the knife, Han Fei whistled in his mouth. If you listened carefully, it sounded like a nursery rhyme.
Search and search for friends, find a good friend, salute, shake hands...
Tetsuo looked at the body chopped up by Han Fei on the ground, and then at Han Fei who seemed to be in a very good mood. He was whistling and holding a knife. He didn't look like a player who was trapped in a ghost fight.
It was as if he was a perverted murderer searching for survivors hiding in the icehouse.
For a moment, Tetsuo was in a trance, and he touched Yantang quietly: "Do you think... he seems to be the owner of the hotel?"
"I don't think he looks like the owner of the hotel, but I feel like he is the same person as him." Yantang followed closely.
"Is it my illusion? My thoughts are starting to be different from those of normal people now?" Tetsuo fell into self-doubt. He looked at the seeping freezers on both sides and quickened his pace.
After learning that cutting off the life rope can strengthen the life-saving knife, Han Fei was very happy. He walked among the piles of refrigerators and freezers. Every time he opened the cabinet door, he would definitely gain something.
If there were police in the deep world, I believe the hotel owner would definitely call the police at this time. He, a pervert, made countless ice sculptures of corpses at home, but that night, an even more perverted person ran in, and that person did not save anyone.
, he doesn’t steal anything, he only looks for human ice sculptures, and even breaks them all into pieces.
Each life rope was cut off, and Han Fei was not in a hurry to leave. He seemed to be enjoying the ghost beating the wall, and there was even satisfaction in his eyes.
Not to mention that the enemy is afraid of Han Fei, now his teammates are all panicking.
What normal player would be so happy to hunt for corpses? I have only seen treasure hunting in games before, so how can anyone be so keen on hunting for corpses?
Han Fei didn't seem to be doing a task, but more like he was enjoying it. It was purely a personal interest.
The life ropes were cut off one by one, and no corpse could escape Han Fei's eyes.
They easily arrived at the center of the art exhibition, surrounded by tall freezers and various circuits crisscrossing the ground. The dim art exhibition hall seemed to be welcoming visitors.
"Has my husband ever seen these? He had already seen these things at that time?" Aunt Li stood among the piles of freezers arranged randomly. She couldn't believe it.
"Your husband is the doctor in the second picture. There must not have been so many freezers in the hotel when he died." Han Fei comforted the aunt: "These are all accumulated over time. There are no rules in the hidden map, so you
You will see what sin looks like when it gets out of control.”
After he finished speaking, he looked at the freezers piled up like a hill in front of him, and a cold smile appeared on his face under the mask.
"I don't know how he managed to hit the wall like this, but as long as I keep cutting off the life rope, the power the hotel owner can control will become weaker and weaker, until he can't help but show up and attack me."
In the center of the art exhibition is a small stage. This stage is not used for performing talents. There is an operating table on it, surrounded by all kinds of tools. It seems that the owner of the hotel is here, sewing and splicing the corpses into what he wants.
The way you want it.
"To make the works you want among such a pile of freezers, this guy is also crazy to a certain level."
Walking onto the stage, Han Fei lifted the white cloth on the operating table, and a man covered in stab wounds appeared on the stage.
When he saw this man, Han Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. He had seen the man's photo on the wall of the lobby on the first floor.
This man covered with stab wounds was the first owner of the hotel, the owner who built the Mandarin Art Hotel.
Picking up the death knife, Han Fei's eyes just showed murderous intent when Xu Qin suddenly stood in front of him.
At the same time, the man on the operating table opened his eyes, and countless resentments penetrated into the man's body along the wounds!
Huge Yin Qi surged around, and the operating table was instantly crushed.
The screams sounded, and the man on the operating table slowly stood up. Black life ropes stretched out from his wounds, tightening his body and turning him into a puppet.
The skin was torn, resentment merged and collided in the body, the man wailed loudly, and he kept shouting: "Kill me, please kill me!"
While shouting in despair, the man rushed towards Han Fei and Xu Qin. His speed was astonishing, and foul-smelling black blood continued to flow out of his body.
Xu Qin pushed Han Fei away, and she cut the man's arm with a table knife. The curse penetrated into the man's skin. He shouted in pain, but he seemed unable to control his body.
As new wounds appeared, and another lifeline emerged from the wounds, the man's speed seemed to be faster.
Xu Qin fought with the puppet man, and cries began to sound in the exhibition hall. In the dark shadows, strange figures slowly emerged.
Holding the death knife in his hand tightly, Han Fei's brain was working rapidly.
"The owner of the shopping mall was placed on the operating table. The operating table was originally the place where he cut up his prey, but now he himself has become the prey. It seems that he must have suffered a backlash. The people he once killed are now
Started torturing him crazily. Thinking about it this way, the owner of the hotel should be a certain victim."
Han Fei carefully recalled all the art paintings on the hotel walls, and then recalled the woman's voice on the guest room phone.
"Whether it's room service or housekeeping, they all have the same voice. It's the same woman speaking."
The first owner of the hotel was just a puppet on a string. If he wanted to break through the ghost wall, or to go further and become the new manager of the hotel, he had to deal with the real mastermind behind it.
Han Fei even suspected that there was only one ghost in the entire hotel, and the other monsters were his dolls.
"Boss, your companion is so strong..."
While Han Fei was thinking about countermeasures, Tienan and Yantang were dumbfounded.
Xu Qin, holding a table knife, confronted the hotel owner head-on. The blood-red figure stepped on countless curses, carrying extreme beauty and extreme danger.
Originally they thought Han Fei was the big guy, but they didn't expect that the real softie was actually the flamboyantly dressed woman in red. It turned out that family was the key to Han Fei's rampage and hidden map.
"The hotel owner is attracted. Now is a good opportunity to take action. Come together and help."
Han Fei stared at the life ropes pouring out of the man's wounds. After all the life ropes were stretched out from the man's body, they would extend upward and disappear into the darkness above his head.
"The real man behind the scenes is controlling the hotel owner through those life ropes. The other party should be hiding on the other end of those life ropes!" Han Fei and several players climbed up to the freezer. They saw that all the life ropes were submerged into the top of the art exhibition. There were
A black curtain.
"The person who controls the hotel owner is behind the black cloth?" Han Fei turned around and glanced at the stage. Xu Qin left numerous wounds on the man's body and cut off both of his arms, but it was of no use.
Those black life ropes continued to grow from the man's body, extending toward the darkness above his head, and then controlled the man's almost torn body to attack Xu Qin crazily.
"If this continues, Xu Qin may also be harmed."
Han Fei no longer hesitated and tightened his grip on the death knife: "Tetsuo, you are the strongest. Please ask me later and I will cut off the shady curtain above my head."
"Be careful, there's something bulging under that curtain, there must be something very bad hidden inside!" Tetsuo half-crouched on the highest freezer, he was already prepared.
"It should be able to be chopped into pieces."
A bright light appeared in his hand. Han Fei stared closely at the place where the life ropes gathered. He stuffed Xu Qin's little pet into the ghost pattern, and when the Yin Qi swept through his body, he suddenly accelerated and sprinted forward.
Jumping up in one step, Han Fei stepped on Tetsuo's shoulders, then used all his strength to activate the ghost pattern and slashed at the black screen above his head!
A low beast roar sounded in the art exhibition, and the ghost marks on Han Fei's body began to burn, turning into an extremely ferocious cat-faced monster!
Tetsuo, who acted as Han Fei's pedal, covered his nearly broken shoulder and stared stupidly at the huge ghost figure behind Han Fei.
"Could this be the little kitten he was talking about?!"
