Chapter 691: What level am I at?
The fragments of memory collided in the bloody torrent, like a beautiful glass lamp falling to the ground. Each fragment reflected the image of the past, and the joy, anger, sorrow and joy emitted different lights.
When Han Fei woke up from the nightmare, his temperament had completely changed. There was no trace of confusion in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be the first ray of starlight passing through the dark night.
"This is Fu Sheng's last memory shrine!"
Countless memory scenes floated in his mind. Han Fei saw his past and knew many things, but he was still not fully aware of it. Perfectly integrated with those memories, it was now more like he was watching his life from the perspective of a third person.
"Han Fei! Qiangwei is holding F. You should leave quickly. F wants to kill you!" Ah Chong raised his scarred arms. He wanted to help Han Fei up, but when he reached out, he was The paper man half lying on the bed glared.
With just a look, he was so frightened that he stood on the spot, his body completely frozen.
"If he wants to kill me, I have to leave?"
Sitting up from the bed, Han Fei's consciousness and body were completely coordinated. He looked at the ninety-nine words on his arm. Wound: "I remembered a lot of things, but this is just It's stage nine. The last missing part was probably taken away by the people in the bloody orphanage. Unfortunately, I don't know what he took away now."
Picking up the bloody paper man, Han said. Fei didn't panic at all, and walked towards the projector again.
"Han Fei! If you don't leave, it will be too late!" Ah Chong suppressed his fear of the paper man and grabbed Han Fei's hand: "You saved me twice. I will always remember this kindness in my heart."
"I have saved you more than twice." Han Fei glanced at the masochist next to him. He didn't know why, but he seemed to be very respected by the perverts.
Taking out the video tape, Han Fei put it into his backpack very solemnly: "This is the best gift I have ever received. It is very similar to the videos that parents took when their children were very young. , but fortunately you are all ghosts, I don't have to worry about whether I will die."
"No time! Han Fei!" Ah Chong urged Han Fei to leave. At this time, room 444. The security door was knocked open by a huge force, and the temperature in the house suddenly dropped.
Gunshots, singing, cries for help, screams, ghosts crying and wolves howling, all kinds of sounds poured into the house.
"Stay away from the door, be careful of getting hit by stray bullets." As the center of chaos and the origin of nightmares, Han Fei looked very calm and calm, as if he was used to everything.
He reached out and grabbed the ugly cat that was still absorbing the black cocoon on the ground. Han Fei checked the nine black lines on the cat's body.
“Not all butterflies are born in the black cocoon, but also death, disaster and great evil.” The fingertips touching the soul scratched the cat’s chin, Han Fei listened to the depths of the ugly cat’s soul Voice: "Don't worry, I will keep whatever Fu Sheng did to you intact." Don’t move and give them all back. He killed me ninety-nine times, and I made him a ghost mark. He shouldn’t be angry, right?”
Han Fei was walking out of the room. When I was there, I happened to see Qiangwei being locked around the neck by Qianye and thrown to the edge of the guardrail.
The players have completely split into two factions, with a small group led by Qiangwei, and others standing beside F. However, more players are hesitant about who they like to win and who to help.
"In my impression, in order to protect the living, you wanted to destroy the entire deep world. Why have you changed your stance now? Killing even your own people?" Han Fei looked at the "companion" in his hand: "By the way, I almost forgot In order to achieve your goal, you even abandoned your three ghost children. Did you listen? Seeing this song? The child was crying while holding the music box you gave him. He never understood why the person he respected most would abandon it so decisively. "
"Han Fei..." Wear it F, wearing a white mask, stood on the other side of the corridor, his eyes more terrifying than ever before.
"I don't know whether I should call you F, or should I call you Fu Sheng, or should I call you the old building manager?" Han Fei held the knife and walked forward: "In the first manager task During it, I died more than forty times. In the second manager task, I died again. Many times, every time I die, my soul is torn apart. Do you know that it feels painful? "
"Don't come here! Be careful!" Qiangwei grabbed the handrail of the stairs and shouted. He wanted to remind him something, but Qianye kicked him into the corridor.
"No matter how great your original intention is, the path you have chosen is wrong! The children in the orphanage, and me, as long as we are alive, that is bloody evidence!" Han Fei's eyes were crawling. Full of blood: “The train called the future is heading forward , there are five adults tied up on the original road, and a child tied up on the left track. In this case, you choose to change the track without hesitation, and let the train called the future crash into the innocent child. Let fate crush everything it has.”
From the perspective of a bystander, any answer makes sense, but Han Fei himself is a child tied to the railroad tracks.
The voice gradually turned cold. When the door of the bloody orphanage was knocked open by a butterfly, the bloody memories of the thirty-one children merged with Han Fei, and together they formed the taboo - the bloody night.
In the first batch of thirty-one children, only Han Fei survived. Qiangwei, Xiaobaixie, Liulimao, No. 4 and No. 11 were all the second batch of orphans found by Fu Tian. .
"The worst scenario in the future has appeared. It seems that I am still a step too late. The butterfly flying out of the black cocoon is still causing trouble for me even at this time." F Somewhat Unable to figure out Han Fei, he pulled out the black knife and confronted Han Fei on the corridor.
"No matter where and when, the butterfly must die. Everything I experience now should be your memory and the turning point of your life. I am very grateful to you for letting me see all this, This shrine should also be a turning point in my life. "Han Fei's current state is very strange, as if he has recovered his memory, but it seems that he has not fully recovered.
"I don't understand what you are talking about. I only know one thing. You are not in the future I see." F did not expect other players to help. He never thought that Han Fei could beat him in a one-on-one situation. .
"You will understand soon. After the last person who could predict the future fell into my hands, he immediately chose to commit suicide. What do you think he saw?" Han Fei moved forward. Sprinting, five fingers pulled the red rope, and curses instantly spread all over his body.
“What are you talking about?” F didn’t remember anything like this happening. He stabbed the black knife into his palm. After absorbing enough blood, F turned into a huge black evil ghost. .
"You have the ability to predict the future and a butcher knife that can devour ghosts. You have such good innate conditions, but you end up in such a miserable state?" Han Fei's voice came from the curse, constantly disturbing. With F: "I really feel for you Sadness, what qualifications do you have to occupy my body and resurrect in my body?"
Swinging his knife downwards, thousands of curses were thrown at the black evil spirit. Han Fei never thought of directing it. To kill the evil ghost, his goal is to temporarily delay the opponent.
At the moment when the black evil spirit was trapped by the curse, Han Fei closed the distance and shouted a boy's name towards the butcher knife.
"Wang Sheng!"
The handle of the butcher knife suddenly began to tremble when hearing Han Fei's voice. Countless souls were responding to Han Fei. All the beautiful qualities in the world were gathered on the handle. They are like warriors crawling in the dark. Even if they encounter more obstacles and dangers, when the light shines over, they will still charge forward without hesitation.
F's hand holding the handle of the knife was full of blood. Under Han Fei's call, he could hardly hold the knife.
“A hero who wants to save the world, but imprisons the most beautiful humanity in the world with his bloody hands. Look at yourself now. Is this who you want to be?”
The blades collided, and the names on Han Fei's heart began to melt. Every time the companion and the butcher's knife collided, a name would disappear.
In terms of material alone, the "company" the clown left for Han Fei was far inferior to the butcher knife in F's hand.
But Han Fei was not prepared to fight head-on from the beginning. He wanted to kill F for a big reason, which was to get the knife!
The physical quality of both sides is similar, and F is slightly better in fighting experience, but he just can't suppress Han Fei, and F doesn't know what the problem is.
The players who were originally standing behind F had already retreated. When they saw the fight between Han Fei and F, they were shocked and speechless. The fighting skills and resistance ability displayed by those two people were not what they were today. Stage players can achieve. If it were just a difference in attributes, it wouldn't matter. Their desperate moves looked like they were from the practical side who had killed many people.
In a very short period of time, both of them were injured, and blood was spilled everywhere.
Han Fei and F could not tell the winner for the time being. The first problem was the black evil spirit bound by the curse.
The evil ghost that can only appear after sucking F's blood, when F had no time to worry about it, dragged a player who was approaching and almost sucked all the blood from that player's body.
The black evil ghost struggled more and more fiercely. F needed to be distracted to check, so he had no choice but to take out another one of his trump cards.
A photo fell out of the windbreaker pocket, and a female student wearing a school uniform with twisted limbs appeared next to F. She seemed to have almost completely lost her mind because she had eaten too many ghosts. will launch a direct attack.
"It's like the girl in school who eats with you every day. She regards you as her only friend, but you made her into a weapon without self-awareness?" Han Fei did not let Xu Qin attack the female student. Attacking, he fought one against two: "Fu Sheng, you are now , I’m afraid even you will feel disappointed when you see it.”
“I have never seen the person you are talking about. I am just doing the right thing.” F has a lot of blood on his body, but most of it is. It belongs to Han Fei. His fighting ability is really terrifying.
"Correct? How can you stick to the correctness even though you are at level 20 and haven't even got the strength of your own shrine?" Han Fei laughed unbridled: "There are countless you in this shrine memory world, right in front of you. You should be using this to finally replace me, right? But you certainly didn’t expect that I would enter your last shrine when I was over level 20! "
"Do you feel that you can't move forward in this city with your current strength? That's why you want to gather players and accumulate strength conservatively?"
"I tell you, I have been I’m running to the limit, no one gives me time, what I need to face is the worst situation you left behind!”
"Fu Sheng, you are really too weak! At the same level, you are no match for me even in your own shrine!"
Han Fei's speed is getting faster and faster, and he will "accompany" He switched to his left hand, freeing up his right hand that had been holding the knife and was dripping with blood.
"I really didn't expect you to reach this level at this level, but are you underestimating the enemy too much?" F's voice was extremely cold. He quietly ordered, and Qianye, who was lurking in the shadows, held a sharp knife and faced It will definitely stab Han Fei in the back!
Restricted by the female students Li Gui and F, Han Fei dodged the inevitable knife, but looking at his current appearance, it seemed that he had no intention of avoiding it at all.
Take advantage of yourself!
Han Fei, who was covered in blood, closed the distance again. He held the companion in his left hand and spread the five fingers of his right hand: "Of course I won't underestimate you. After all, a tiger father has no dog son!"
Qianye's sharp knife cut through Han Fei took off his clothes and was caught by a paper man.
At the same time, Han Fei's bloody hand finally grasped the butcher knife in F's hand.
"Rebirth!"
The bright blade that illuminated the night pierced the evil ghost's body instantly, and arms surged out from the handle. They and Han Fei held the knife together knife. (End of chapter)