Chapter 518 What time is the old wolf, the old wolf (6000 monthly ticket)
The boy held the smelly doll and looked at Han Fei very seriously with his clear and clean eyes.
"Do you always think of her as your mother?" Han Fei has seen orphans asking the staff to call her mother. There are very few orphans who think of rag dolls as their mothers. Most of them have been hurt in some way.
"She is my mother." The boy put a finger on his lips very cutely: "Don't tell others, otherwise they will steal my mother from me. It seems that other children here can't find their own.
Mom and dad."
"Is this the puppet who told you it was dangerous outside?"
"My mother has been protecting me. If it weren't for my mother, I might have been..." The boy suddenly covered his mouth: "My mother didn't let me tell others."
"Your mother is afraid that you will be bullied, so she won't let you tell the bullies these things. But I just blocked the stone for you. I am not your bully, I am your friend." Han Fei held hands.
The boy's hand hid in the shadow of the wall: "My friends are all our own, can you understand?"
In the eyes of these children, Han Fei has a special temperament. He is like the most playful big brother in the community, making people want to play with him involuntarily.
After hesitating for a while, the boy seemed to be let in by Han Fei. He felt that what Han Fei said made sense: "There are seven different rooms in the orphanage. Each room has a different function. One of the rooms is specifically for
It's for bad kids. If you don't obey or everyone doesn't like you, you will be locked in that room."
"What kind of punishment is there for a child who is put in a room?"
"I don't know." Han Fei shook his head: "The children who were locked in the room have never come out again. You must not go into that room. Very bad things will happen."
"Your mother told you this too?" Han Fei glanced at the doll.
"Yes, my mother knows a lot of things that happened in the orphanage. She also said that the most dangerous person in the orphanage is not the nursery and social workers, nor the director and the chef uncle, but a child who will never grow up.
The boy hugged the puppet's neck and said, "I'm telling you because you are an adult. Many people in this secret orphanage don't know about it. Even the director is kept in the dark."
"A kid who never grows up? Do you know what he looks like?"
"My mother only told me to be careful about him, but she is not sure who he is. Anyway, you have to be careful about those children." The boy held the female doll, and he poked his head outside: "Where should I hide my mother?
What? Last time I hid it under the bed, but the nursery auntie found it right away. This time I want to find a safe place."
The arms were wrapped around the neck of the doll. The boy was looking out and suddenly a few arms stretched out from around the corner. They grabbed the boy's hair and pulled him to the ground.
"Let you run! Just keep running!" A few children hid on the other side of the wall and took away the doll from the boy's arms: "Auntie won't let you hide the toys secretly, but you still dare to take the toys with you, I
I have to tell Auntie!"
"That's not a toy! It's my mother!" The boy looked at the stuffed doll that was taken away. He suddenly got up from the ground and hit the leading boy with all his strength. Unfortunately, he was too thin and was killed by another boy before he could touch him.
Two children stopped him and pushed him to the ground.
"Stinky guy! You still want to hit me?" The leading boy grabbed the puppet's neck with both hands, as if he was preparing to tear it apart.
Han Fei couldn't stand it anymore and took out the death knife, but when he got closer, the system's voice sounded in his mind.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have triggered the E-level normal mission White Orphanage."
"White Orphanage (E-level ordinary mission): Deep in this dark building, there is a pure white soul locked away."
"Mission requirement one: Find the child who will never grow up."
"Task requirement two: Play at least three games with the children in the orphanage."
"Task tip: Playing games with the children in the orphanage can improve the friendship between you and the children. The higher the friendship, the greater the probability that that child will appear."
"Attention! Hatred may appear in E-level missions! Players should carefully choose whether to accept it or not!"
"Attention! Every time you complete a game, you will get a certain reward! The more games you complete, the more generous the final mission reward will be!"
The raised knife was pressed down by Han Fei again, and his eyes when he looked at the group of children changed from cold to warm. It would be good if the naughty children were taught a lesson. Who hasn't had a childhood yet?
"Unexpectedly, an E-level mission was triggered. It seems that this place is indeed related to those three haters."
Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of the soul to hold the leading boy's arm so that he could not destroy the puppet.
"We are all just friends in the courtyard, how can we hit him so hard?" Han Fei used both hands hard. He had no problem bullying a child even with his thirty-year physical strength.
"Who are you?" The boy in charge was the oldest among the children. He had no fear of Han Fei. He seemed to be used to being arrogant. Now even if his hands were grabbed by Han Fei, he still dared to yell.
"I'm the new nurse." Before Han Fei could finish speaking, the oldest boy threw the puppet in his hand into the hands of another child. He took the puppet and ran back a long way.
"I don't care who you are? If you want that shitty puppet, just go get it yourself!" The boy looked at Han Fei and laughed, with an expression that said, "What can you do to me?"
Staring at the other person's head, Han Fei also maintained the elegance of an adult. He first covered the boy's mouth, and then slapped the boy hard on the head.
"The child does not teach, the father too."
She covered her mouth because she was afraid that the boy would make a sound. The boy was stunned, the smile on his face had solidified, and his eyes were full of malice that shouldn't be seen at his age.
He struggled with all his strength and kept trying to open his mouth, as if he wanted to bite off Han Fei's fingers.
The boy's movements became larger and larger. Han Fei found that even with his thirty-year physical strength, he could not control the boy. In order to prevent him from being bitten, he could only push the boy out.
"How dare you hit me!" The boy seemed to have wandered on the street before. He had a fierce personality and bared his teeth when he was angry, like a stray dog guarding its food.
"I just want you to get back on track. Maybe what I did just now should be called a spur." Han Fei didn't want to make the matter a big deal. After all, there were adults in the orphanage, so he didn't have to take action.
It's best to keep a low profile, so as to prevent attracting hatred: "Give the puppet back to that child. If you are really bored, I can play with you."
"You come to play with us?" The boy stared at Han Fei fiercely, his dark eyes full of bad ideas: "Okay, you just need to play a game with us, and if you win, we will return the puppet.
Give it to him. But if you lose, you have to obey our orders and do whatever we ask you to do."
"One game is too monotonous. How about we just play three games? How about winning two out of three games?" Han Fei made a helpless expression, as if he particularly disliked playing with children.
"Okay!" Several children became excited. They looked at Han Fei as if they were looking at animals in a zoo.
"You guys should tell me first what to play in the first game."
"It's a very simple game. The teacher often takes us to play it together. This game asks you to do it and I will learn from it." The boy pointed at his face: "You just need to make the same moves as me. If you can't do it, it's fine."
You lose."
Han Fei listened to the introduction of the game and paid full attention. After all, this was an E-level mission. Although ordinary missions were far less difficult than hidden missions and shrine inheritance missions, hatred was still possible in this mission.
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Several children and Han Fei stood under the high gray wall. The boy in the lead said with a bit of provocation: "You have to watch."
His tongue slowly came out of his mouth, and then reluctantly touched the tip of his nose.
"No more? That's it?"
Han Fei kept holding the death knife in his pocket, ready to retreat at any time, but the child didn't do anything too dangerous.
"Can you do it? If you can't do it, you lose." The boy seemed to have started thinking about how to torture Han Fei.
"It doesn't seem too difficult." Master-level acting skills can help Han Fei control every muscle on his face, allowing him to make the most subtle expressions. His tongue is indeed not as long as that boy's, but he has the skills.
After trying several times, Han Fei finally reached out and grabbed his tongue, finally touching the tip of his nose.
The base of his tongue hurt a little, so Han Fei moved his tongue: "Does this mean I win?"
"There are five of us in total, you have to imitate them all!" The leading boy seemed to have already thought about it, using the advantage of numbers to deal with Han Fei.
After saying that, he pushed a little fat man next to him out. The little fat man looked at Han Fei and made a cross-eyed look. Then one eye returned to normal, while the other one was still squeezed in the corner of his eye.
"Why does it feel like you're playing a game with a child?" Han Fei squatted in front of the boy, his eyes moving more flexibly than the fat man's.
Seeing Han Fei imitating two people in succession, the oldest boy became a little anxious and pushed a particularly thin girl to the front.
The girl wanted to do a lower body split, but maybe because of fear, her upper body did not fully press down.
The boy cursed, and he and the little fat man started pressing the girl together.
"Stop torturing her." Han Fei did the splits easily. As a professional actor, these most basic physical training are not difficult for him: "You have two more chances."
The boy kicked the girl away who had not yet gotten up. He was no longer as calm as before and stared at Han Fei: "Don't get too proud too early. Come with me."
He gritted his teeth and said to Han Fei. In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is not much hatred between him and Han Fei. Han Fei just stopped him from tearing the doll apart.
But just because of this, the boy's inner fire surged to his head. There was no trace of childishness or innocence on his face, only pure hatred and malice.
"Could this child be the embodiment of hate?"
Han Fei held the little boy's hand and followed the boy as he walked around the orphanage. They bypassed the main building of the orphanage and came to the side.
The boy quietly opened the wooden door in front of him. A smell of rotten things wafted out, and he took the lead and ran in.
"You will definitely lose."
The windowless room was filled with baskets of vegetables. Most of the vegetables were yellow and had insects crawling on them. Next to the vegetable baskets was a freezer, and the stench came from the freezer.
"This looks like the kitchen of an orphanage."
Several children ran to the back of the canteen, and the oldest child picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board.
He took the puppet away from the child and handed him the kitchen knife.
The child shook his head repeatedly, and he did not dare to pick it up.
"If you don't play, we will play with you next time!" The oldest child began to threaten. He insisted on putting a kitchen knife into the other child's hand, which scared the child to tears and kept waving his hands.
Finally, the kitchen knife fell to the ground, and the crisp sound startled everyone in the room.
No one dared to move. After a few seconds and seeing nothing unusual outside, the forced child turned around and ran out. He escaped.
"Coward!" the oldest child cursed, and then handed the kitchen knife to the youngest child next to him.
The child's face was congenitally deformed and his intelligence seemed to have some defects. He used two hands to hold the kitchen knife.
The oldest child made a gesture, seeming to ask the youngest child to chop him.
He stood behind the child, with a ferocious look on his face.
Children without correct guidance are likely to become distorted, and cruelty will be engraved in their bones, leaving them with no respect for life.
What's more, some take pleasure in hunting their own kind and are completely dominated by the desire for destruction.
"Just do this! Let's see how he can learn from you!" The boy's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed the child's hand and stared at the child's neck. His face began to tremble, and his mouth began to make some strange sounds unconsciously.
"Wait a minute." Han Fei took out the death knife: "You just want him to hurt himself, and then see if I dare to learn it. This has violated the meaning of the game itself."
"What? Don't you dare? If you don't want to learn, then just give up." The oldest boy stared at Han Fei.
"You really lack education." Han Fei slowly closed the kitchen door, and after making sure there were no other ghosts outside, he raised the butcher knife in his hand.
A blade emitting warm light appeared in the kitchen. Han Fei pointed the knife at his arm and slashed it down without any hesitation.
When the blade made of human nature touched Han Fei's skin, it spread out like water waves, leaving Han Fei's arm intact.
"Where else do you want to chop?" Han Fei didn't know what the child had experienced before and why he became so cruel. He was ready to have a "heart-to-heart" talk with the child.
The dangerous blade could not hurt Han Fei at all. The oldest boy gritted his teeth and suddenly raised the kitchen knife in his hand: "It's the knife's fault! There's something wrong with your knife, it can't kill anyone at all!"
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"Can't kill people? Can you even say such a thing?" Han Fei's eyes became colder and colder. He walked towards the boy holding the death knife, looking down at him condescendingly: "Since you can't kill people, do you dare to let me take it?
Are you here to try the knife?"
The bright blade seemed to be able to cut off anything. The boy took a step back. In the end, he still did not dare to try.
"Okay, you win the first game." The hatred in the boy's eyes almost burst out of his eyes, and he slowly put the kitchen knife back on the chopping board.
When the boy gave up, Han Fei also received a prompt from the system.
"Attention player No. 0000! You have successfully accompanied the children to play the first game! Obtained the task reward clue one."
"Clue 1: The child you are looking for has a brain problem."
Han Fei was very happy when he heard the clue, but looking around, every child here seemed to have a brain problem.
The little boys around me regard the dolls as their mothers. The oldest boy is psychopathic and mentally abnormal. The youngest child seems to have a congenital brain disease.
Most of the children abandoned in orphanages have physical or brain problems.
"So what if you win the first game? Didn't we agree to win two out of three games?" The oldest child seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly laughed: "I know what to play in the second game.
I hope you can survive until the end this time."
The boy did not leave the kitchen, but instead led the remaining three followers deeper into the kitchen.
There were no windows in the room, which was extremely depressing.
The boy walked to the back of the kitchen and opened the door. The outside seemed to be the restaurant of the orphanage.
In the closed hall, the only light comes from two night lights on the wall.
"Why did you bring me to your place to eat?"
"Let's play the second game here." The boy's expression was a little scary: "This game is called Lao Lang, what time is it? We choose one person to stand at the end of the restaurant and cover his eyes, and the others ask Lao Lang what time it is.
Normally when the child says what time it is, we can move forward. When the child turns around, we cannot move and pretend to be wooden figures. If the child says twelve o'clock, or says it's time for dinner, we have to run back quickly.
Anyone caught will die."
"Then how do you win?" Han Fei felt that this game was not that simple. The boy took him to the restaurant of the orphanage. It seemed that shouting that dinner was here would really lead to something.
"Whoever touches the old wolf first and successfully runs back will win." The boy said very simply. He moved two chairs to both sides of the restaurant: "Which of you will be the old wolf over there in the restaurant?"
He glanced around and finally looked at the little boy next to Han Fei: "How about starting the first round with you?"
"There are only a few of us, so let's choose one of the four of you." Han Fei pulled the boy behind him. He felt that from the moment he entered the building, all the games were no longer normal.
"Then...you do it!" The boy pushed the little fat man out: "Hurry over there!"
The little fat man seemed to be afraid that the boy would beat him, so he reluctantly walked to the other end of the restaurant.
This restaurant is actually not big, but Han Fei felt as if the little fat man had been gone for a long time.
"Will shouting here attract other adults?"
"No." The boy's eyes were full of cruelty: "They won't come to the restaurant at this time."
The little fat man was already in place, standing at the end of the restaurant with his back to everyone.
At the beginning of the second game, Han Fei and other orphans stood in the dining room near the kitchen. They said at the same time: "Old Wolf, Old Wolf, what time is it?"
As soon as he said these words, Han Fei heard harsh laughter again in his ears. The memories in his mind were tumbling, as if the wild laughter in the bloody orphanage was about to come out!
"Have I played similar games before? These things seem to bring me special memories?"
Han Fei stayed where he was. After he suppressed his wild laughter, the other children had already taken two steps forward.
"What time is it, Old Wolf?"
"Three o'clock." The little fat man turned his back to everyone and casually said a time.
In order not to lose the game, Han Fei also started to move forward. When everyone entered the restaurant, the night lights on the wall suddenly started to flash, and one of the lights went out.
The dim light shines on several people's faces, half of them are faces and the other half is hidden in the shadows.
"What time is it, Old Wolf?" Han Fei asked together with several orphans. The thinnest child among them kept walking forward when he saw that the little fat man didn't turn his head.
"It's four o'clock."
After the little fat man said this, the skinny monkey child had already run to the middle of the restaurant. He would meet the little fat man if he took a few more steps.
"What time is it, Old Wolf?" the skinny monkey child deliberately prolonged his voice. He speeded up, and when he was only two or three meters away from the little fat man, he suddenly stopped.
Something seemed wrong with the little fat man in front of him. He saw that the little fat man's body seemed to be much taller than before.
"Why don't you speak? It's your turn, what time should you speak."
Shouhou felt a little uneasy, and he didn't dare to go any further, but at this time the oldest boy shouted again.
"What time is it, Old Wolf?"
Hearing the shouts, the little fat man's body began to tremble violently, and the thin monkey was also frightened.
He saw the little fat man getting taller and taller until his feet were off the ground!
With the help of the only light in the room, the thin monkey saw something in the darkness biting the little fat man's head!
"dinner time……"
A strange voice appeared in everyone's heart, and then the thin monkey saw the little fat man's head disappearing directly into the darkness, as if it had been bitten off by something.
He sat on the ground in fright, while Han Fei turned around and ran back with the little boy in his arms.
The only remaining night light in the restaurant flickered a few times, and Han Fei didn't dare to look back until he ran back to the starting point.
The little fat man without a head was still standing in his original position, with his back to everyone, as if he was still playing a game.
The thin monkey sat paralyzed three meters away from the little fat man, his body shaking constantly, as if he saw something in the dark.
"The game cannot end until the winner is determined." The oldest boy stared at Han Fei. The expression on his face was completely different from that of a normal child. It was a sickly face.
With a twisted resentment, the oldest child spoke again.