Chapter 328 The Aggrieved Businessman
Han Fei had no time to take care of Xiao Fang and Brother Hua. All he could think about was the split and scattered figure of the ghost who jumped off the building, which he couldn't get rid of!
"Calm down! The little girl has been taken out. This is a rare opportunity. I must seize it!"
"Yes! Calm down! I want to let the ghost jump off the building. To regain sanity, we have to try to reunite their scattered memories."
"I will first go to the eighth floor to find the female anchor and let her wear a red dress, so that she is completely red. Only the skirt has a chance to stop the jumper.”
"After the jumper is blocked, I need to find the divorced mother, the syringe girl, and their children. Next..."
The whistling wind penetrated my ears, and the pungent smell of blood seemed to be sticky. The waves instantly covered Han Fei's head.
The ghost who jumped off the building is catching up!
Different from resentment, the jumping ghost exuded a colder aura, which should be the hatred in her heart.
From resentment to hatred, something needs to be crossed in the middle. Although the jumping ghost did not become real hatred, it left traces of hatred on her body.
With no time to dodge, Han Fei could only lift the wooden box above his head.
“Bang!”
Sawdust flew into the air, and the blood-red box was smashed by the broken arm of the jumping ghost. The hand covered with the death curse reached into the box, but could not Falling on top of Han Fei's head.
The blood gathered, a scarlet wind blew in the corridor, and a brighter red dress than ever before appeared on the other side of the death curse.
In the narrow corridor, two forces collided wildly, and old and new hatreds were entangled together.
"Give me my child back!"
The death curse on the jumping ghost has boiled, and those weird black words have stuck together and evolved into new shapes.
After the last trace of humanity was taken away by Han Fei, the jumping ghost no longer only repeated death and destruction. For the first time, other words appeared in her mouth.
The jumping ghost who has always been confused and controlled by Butterfly's hatred has what he wants.
Driven by extreme anger, her devastated heart seemed to beat again.
At this time, Han Fei didn't know how much trouble he had made. You must know that even the butterfly did not dare to touch the child of the jumper, and he even took the initiative to drag the whole family of three into room 1244 for the jumper to vent his hatred.
What’s good now is that Han Fei took away the jumper’s most important thing, and the door of room 1244 seemed to have been smashed. If Butterfly doesn't come to Building No. 1, it will probably be a matter of time before this place is "teared down" by the jumping man and Han Fei.
Both the jumper and the red dress are not complete, but the collision between them has reached the limit of Building No. 1. Originally, the manager would definitely intervene in this situation, but until now, Han Feilian has not even seen the shadow of the manager. None were seen.
Blood-red cracks appeared on the wall, and the nearby door was torn into pieces, like paper.
The red skirt once again bought Han Fei precious time. He carried the little girl across the corridor and went upstairs through the safe passage on the other side.
"Open the door! I found your child!"
Han Fei knocked frantically on the divorced mother's door. The kid hiding behind the safety door poked his head out, as if wondering, he was hiding well. How could the other party say that they had found the child of a divorced mother?
“Open the door!”
Footsteps rang in a hurry, and the divorced mother opened the door. She looked a little scared.
"This is your child!" Han Fei carried the little girl and walked towards the house.
"But my child is a boy..." The divorced mother wanted to say something else, but at this time the little girl in Han Fei's arms suddenly put her hand next to the divorced mother's face. When her fingers touched her cheek, the divorced mother said something Unable to speak, a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of his eye.
She didn't even realize that she was crying. She couldn't remember anything, and her memories were completely different, but she couldn't stop crying at all.
"It's impossible. My child is a boy. He always looks for the key to the room at night when the adults are asleep. I love him very much, but I don't know why he still keeps leaving me." Divorce. The mother kept wiping away the tears on her face with both hands, but the more she wiped away the tears, her face was covered with tears before she knew it.
"Your memory has been manipulated, you are Zhuang Wen! This little girl is your humanity! It is your most precious thing!" Han Fei's free hand grabbed the divorced mother's shoulder , he used to touch the secrets deep in the soul, ruthlessly Shaking the other person: "Think about it! For your child, for the child who can really find you!"
Han Fei's voice became louder and louder, and the face of the divorced mother gradually became abnormal, and tears slipped down her face. Brand new skin was revealed where it had been.
She seemed to be suffering unimaginable pain, and eventually she let out a piercing scream.
"Stop deceiving yourself! Face yourself in your heart! You represent Zhuang Wen's motherhood! You are also the most important and indivisible part of her!"
The whole living room is here Echoing Han Fei's voice, Zhuang Wen's mother's hair fell down. The changes in her body seemed to have ended, and she did not exude a strong aura.
Just when Han Fei thought that the divorced mother had no abilities and was about to take her away by force, the bedroom door next to her opened.
A pale face suddenly appeared from the dark crack in the door, and then the face changed and twisted like water waves, becoming a little ghost.
Not long after, another face appeared, followed by the third and fourth faces, and the little ghosts began to change one by one, crowding at the door of the bedroom!
After so many years, the divorced mother brings home a kid every night and treats it as her dead child!
The suffocating Yin Qi came from the bedroom, and Han Fei slowly released his hand that was holding his divorced mother's shoulder: "I may have been a little rude just now, but my words are not rude. You represent Zhuang Wen’s motherhood..."
He hasn’t finished yet. , the divorced mother raised her head, her eyes stared at the little girl, her lips trembled, and she slowly said a sentence: "Give me my child..."
"Why are you too? This sentence? I can give it to you, but not now!”
Looking at the kid in the room, Han Fei decisively exited the room and continued to rush upstairs!
"Don't chase me! I'm helping you!"
The door of the divorced mother's house was knocked open by little ghosts one after another, and countless children's handprints appeared behind Han Fei: " Isn’t it? A memory that contains motherhood is so strong?”
Without even time to breathe, Han Fei gritted his teeth and ran to the eighteenth floor.
Before he appeared, he heard the businessman's helpless inhalation: "Why is it you again? I have changed from the left safe passage to the right safe passage. Aren't you going to sleep at night?"< br>
"Get out of the way!"
The ferocious-looking Han Fei roared at the businessman, and then rushed to the 22nd floor without looking back, where the last syringe woman lived.
Looking at Han Fei's crazy look, the businessman quietly took a step back, with a little aggrieved face: "Why are you shouting so loudly... I have already avoided you, who knew you would still take a roundabout way? Run?"(End of Chapter)