Han Fei was hit by the "dream bullet" of the masked night guard. He had just crawled out of the nightmare, and now Laughter was still controlling his body. He wanted Laughter to continue chasing, but Laughter's reaction was very strange. The murderous intention was reduced, and Laughter looked scattered.
The mask fragments lying on the ground suddenly lost control and started laughing hysterically.
The phantom of the child in the bloody orphanage slowly dissipated. It seemed that Kuangxiao had seen the masked night policeman when he was very young. The appearance of the other person brought back some very bad memories for him. The butcher knife of the afterlife was struggling in Kuangxiao's hand.
, the great evil crept aside quietly, the most beautiful humanity in the world and the most terrifying disaster in the world all wanted to stay away from Laughing, except Han Fei, who seemed to be abandoned by everything. No matter whether it was good or bad, no one wanted to get close to Laughing.
The evil spirit couldn't leave too far, and the evil spirit didn't want to pursue it without Han Fei's instructions. In just two or three seconds, the night policeman had disappeared from everyone's sight. "Hey, you still have to rely on me, the so-called evil spirit.
But that’s it!
The dean controlled by the evil soul tightened his fingers, and all the mask fragments pierced by the threads of fate were integrated into the dean's body. He chewed the drunken pieces patiently, and then casually threw out a series of dark chains of fate. The chains merged with the dean's flesh and blood.
Together, the other end sank into the building, locking onto the disaster-level night policeman regardless of distance or defense.
"I have linked his fate to mine. That guy is now going to the forty-fifth floor. He seems to have a desire to go to the top and is afraid to go up to the fifty-fifth floor." The dean said, his flesh and blood squirming crazily; "The owner of the building is waking up.
In the meantime, I can feel that this building is rejecting me, and the believers downstairs are starting to go crazy. They seem to be calling the gods together. You hurry up and go upstairs, and leave those believers to me to deal with it.
"Although most of the believers are ordinary people, there are so many of them. They have been completely brainwashed by the gods. They are extremely fanatical and cannot communicate at all." Mr. Mo helped Ji Zheng up. He felt that he should stop now and take a short rest.
"Don't worry." The evil soul held the rope of everyone's fate tightly: "I will kill them all, no one will be left. Mr. Mo was shocked when he heard the evil soul's words. What kind of villain statement is this?
"Everyone is equal before death. When they see the God they believe in in hell, they will find that their so-called pious faith is actually worthless.'
Killing is just a process, what the evil soul really wants to do is to kill the gods. Laughter is a madman who laughs hysterically in despair. Han Fei is a madman who can stay calm and rational. The evil soul is a despicable, arrogant and extremely evil madman.
The flesh and blood stumps squirmed, and the dean's body disappeared into the floor. At the same time, screams came from downstairs.
"I just want to rescue you, but you want to kill all the people of the gods?" Mr. Mo really didn't expect to see such a scene before he came. He still remembered the dancer repeatedly telling him to protect Han Fei.
Glancing at Han Fei, who was being protected by countless brutal thugs, Mr. Mo showed a wry smile on his face: "I wouldn't have come in if I had known better. It's so embarrassing."
At this time, Han Fei was still trying to communicate with Kuangxiao. He wanted to take back control of his body, but Kuangxiao didn't respond.
Losing control of the body is a very scary thing for anyone, but Han Fei is not overly nervous. Since he chooses to believe in laughter, don't waver anymore.
Staying quietly in his mind, Han Fei's consciousness saw that the whole mind was slowly dyed red. After laughing wildly and seeing the masked night police, some memories were touched. Those memory fragments that emerged from the bloody orphanage and Han Fei's memories
Collision. Each bloody bubble exploded, filled with past pain and despair. What Kuangxiao was carrying alone was gradually being seen by Feifei.
Many scenes only flashed by, but they gave Han Fei a great shock. Before they were sent to the orphanage, some children had been selected, and the night police just now was one of them. That group of children
They grew up successfully under the management and care of Fu Sheng. The children in the same batch as Han Fei watched them grow up and be adopted, with happy smiles gradually appearing on their faces.
The children in the previous batch laughed wildly at the hope in their hearts, thinking that as long as they performed well, they would live a happy life. Doctors and caregivers often instilled some things into them, such as pain is always temporary and the experiment will always end.
and a successful day, etc. Some of the older children who left will come back to visit everyone and bring gifts to everyone. Ye Zhong is one of them. He himself was a kidnapped child, so he determined to become the best in Xinhu since he was a child.
Police, fight all crimes and protect every family.
The adopted night policeman was once the hope of all the children in the orphanage, but now I laugh wildly and see what that "hope" finally looks like.
The bubble hiding the memory shattered in Han Fei's mind, and Kuangxiao's memory was already showing signs of merging with Han Fei's memory. After those scenes completely disappeared, Kuangxiao returned to the Bloody Orphanage holding the brain fragment of No. 2. Overloaded
As soon as Han Fei gained control of his body, he was almost driven crazy by the heartbreaking pain. He pressed his knees to the ground, supported his body with his hands, and sucked in big breaths.
The ability of Yan Ling is used to prove the spell on the enemy, but Laughter is used on himself almost every time. He seems to be constantly hypnotizing himself, allowing his body to break through the limits." I really don't know how that guy can hold on.
."
After the laughter disappeared, all the pressure fell on Han Fei alone. He also wanted to chase the masked night policeman, but his body couldn't bear it.
Just now, I saw that the maniacal laughter was very handsome, and he dared to use a knife in the face of a hateful night policeman, but in fact, the maniacal laughter drained all the potential of Han Fei's body. He used almost all the auxiliary skills that could be used.
Taking the chance to strike at hatred, Han Fei took out the pig heart cooked by Xu Qin from the team inventory and swallowed it. Eating could help him recover from his physical injuries, but it could not help him repair his mental wounds.
The painful memories that Kuangxiao endured were not easy to fuse. After each bloody bubble exploded, Han Fei's pressure would increase.
"Exit the game now. I don't know if the evil soul will disappear. I'll just wait." Han Fei gave up the idea of chasing the mask all night: "The building has been beaten like this, and the evil soul has even started to kill.
Believers, the gods still haven’t fully woken up, what big thing is that guy plotting?”
The special residents were asked to go to the breeding floor to collect all useful things. Han Fei endured the severe pain and waited silently for the evil soul. About an hour later, the dean, made of flesh and blood, returned to Han Fei. The aura exuding from his body was stronger than before.
Even more terrifying.
"Why haven't you gone upstairs yet? Will it be difficult for you to move without me?" The evil soul looked like he was a burden. He seemed to be worried about this family of three.
"The crazy laughter and my memory are showing signs of merging. I want to leave the deep world temporarily and relieve the pain of the spiritual world." Han Fei's brain seemed like a sea that was about to boil.
"Isn't pain the best fuel? Stay, I have just entered the state." The evil soul spread his fingers, countless threads of fate squirmed in his palms, and everyone's hope was shrouded in blood. "Look,
What a beautiful future we have.
"I need to find out what the gods are planning to do in reality, and I also need to visit someone who has helped me a lot." Han Fei didn't know what the current situation of Teacher Li Xue was. The old man was from Xinhu.
Dinghai Shenzhen, if he is gone, many things will become troublesome.
"I caught a big fish. He may be able to answer some of your questions." The rope of fate on the evil soul loosened little by little, and an old man with white beard and hair fell out of his body.
There is no yin at all, he looks just like an ordinary person."
"Don't worry." The evil spirit opened the old man's scalp in front of everyone. When he was about to pierce the thread of fate into the old man's head, an eyeball made of gold and blood appeared on the other person's forehead.
"The fate of the believers at the bottom seemed to be intertwined with him, and those brutal murderers would give in when they saw him. Seeing the eyes on the old man's forehead, everyone around them became nervous and backed away.
"Don't look at those eyes!" Mr. Mo reminded loudly, but the evil spirit didn't care at all. He not only looked at the eyes, but also tried to dig out the eyeballs.
"Be careful! Those eyes were given by the gods, and this old man is a family member of the gods! He is a totalitarian figure who cannot be provoked in the building!"
