My Iyashikei Game Chapter 767: The devil is not as good as you.

Latest URL: The crow, who always felt that nothing mattered, his pupils slowly narrowed after hearing what the guinea pig said.

He confirmed it again to the guinea pig: "Didn't the mirror in the underground of the Shouxi Mirror Factory be smashed by violence? Was it crushed?"

"I went to the scene to see that the mirror exploded from the inside, and all the dead business accumulated for so many years dissipated, and the bridge that helped you to advance has been broken. He absorbed it." The guinea pig's eyes were cold, and he pointed at the crow, "I said you must be careful, that guy is very unusual!"

"Blowing up the mirror, doesn't that mean...he killed more people than me?" The crow and the guinea pig's brain waves were not on the same level. He touched his crow mask, which symbolized the plague, and said Even with a trace of excitement.

"Guinea pig, crow, you two, don't quarrel, that person can shatter the mirror, maybe it's just the person the gods have been looking for." The aura is completely different from the others: "It's been a long time since the butterfly disappeared and we haven't seen a super criminal recognized by the police, do you understand what I mean?"

"Super criminal?" Crow pressed his hands on the edge of the wooden table. He knew exactly what the words "super criminal" meant.

In the Killing Club, the core members have abilities far superior to those of the senior members. It can be said that the two sides are not at the same level at all, and the super criminals are higher than the core members.

New Shanghai has been built for so long, and there are no more than ten super criminals at large. They are a threat and shame to the city, and the police want to catch them all the time.

"Do you think that sunny boy is qualified to be a super criminal?" The guinea pig looked at the queen.

"Maybe he already is, but the monster living in his heart has not been fully drawn out." The queen sat on the chair and looked at the strange pattern on the glove: "At the beginning, even the butterfly didn't break the mirror." , but he did it, I can’t imagine how many people he killed? But then again, why can he live well after committing such a murder?”

"Then what do you think we should do? Accept him positively? Or find a way to kill him?" The guinea pig was a little uneasy, and he sensed a hint of threat from the sunny boy.

"It is now certain that he is not a member of the police."

"Yes, the god's mirror can't be wrong. The police will never find a butcher with blood on his hands and at least killed dozens of people as an undercover agent. Maybe go work for the police."

"Let's keep a certain distance for now. You can also give him the identity of a core member, but you can't reveal our most important secrets, such as the existence of gods and the connection with the night." The queen said after thinking for a while.

"You are playing with fire. If he is really a super criminal, maybe we will be his target too." The guinea pig looked at the two empty seats at the end of the long table: "Think about how the butterfly treated us? In the eyes of super criminals, everyone can die except themselves."

"We won't talk about this anymore." The queen looked to the other side of the long table, where a man wearing a pure white mask was sitting: "Bai, how is the situation at the Sunday night school? The new butterfly has been taken by you Has it been domesticated?"

The man with the blank mask shook his head: "It's still far away."

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In a certain office of the Serious Case Team of the New Shanghai Branch, Li Xue's leader stood by the table, and a white-haired old man sat on the seat that should have belonged to him.

"Why are you here in person? Let Li Xue convey something." The leader who was very strict in front of his subordinates spoke in a low voice at this time, as if he met an elder.

"Li Xue is the youngest of all my students, she doesn't obey discipline, and usually makes you bother." The old man sitting on the chair is Li Xue's teacher. He has solved countless cases, big and small, since ten years ago Hunt butterflies and be a living legend of the police force.

"Where is there, Li Xue has helped us a lot, although she does sometimes disobey orders." The leader muttered in a low voice.

"Obeyance is a bounden duty, she is too emotional." The old man shook his head slightly, then took out a document from his pocket: "I received a message from another student of mine, you should pay more attention. "

"Another student?" The leader seemed to think of something suddenly: "Is it him?"

"Yes." The old man put the file on the table.

Li Xue's leader opened the file, and inside was a completely blank piece of paper: "What does this mean?"

"The gap left by the disappearance of the butterfly will be filled by a new monster, and we may have to return to the worst situation of dealing with several super criminals at the same time."

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After Han Fei rode a motorcycle into the old city, he took off his mask. The vulture sitting in the back seat of him closed his eyes tightly for fear of seeing Han Fei's face.

The rain was pouring, and the vulture had never been so afraid in its life.

"Here we are, get out of the car." Han Fei parked his motorcycle in the back alley and urged Vulture to come over quickly.

"Are we going to your flesh and blood factory? Will you make me into pureed meat and feed it to dogs? Let me go, can I be your dog in the future?" Bald Duck's voice was trembling, and he After seeing the dead in the mirror, he couldn't imagine how cruel Han Fei would use to torture himself.

"Shut up, you're talking like I'm a pervert, don't use your dirty thoughts to think about others." Han Fei grabbed Tuying, avoided the surveillance, and came to Jin Jun's house.

Jin Jun, who had received the notice in advance, had already made preparations and opened the door to take Han Fei and Vulture in.

"Is this the Devil's Nest?" The drenched vulture knelt on the ground with broken arms: "The surface is normal, the corpse may have been transformed into various handicrafts, this black carpet is not made of dead people's hair Did you weave it?"

Han Fei was too lazy to talk to Tu Ying, so he asked Jin Jun to get a perfect life game account and then forced Tu Jiu to complete the verification.

During the verification process, Han Fei also learned about Vulture's real identity information. His parents used to be the owners of a hotel in Smart City, but their family fell into ruin. I stayed by myself and wandered in the outer suburbs.

The vulture lying in the game cabin was still very scared. He had no idea what Han Fei was going to do.

The imaginary torture did not appear, the other party just asked him to play a game, and it was a healing game.

After the vulture landed successfully, Han Fei told Jin Jun to be optimistic about him, and he immediately rushed to his home.

Before midnight, Han Fei returned home, took off his raincoat and lay down in the game cabin.

Bloody Descending Han Fei heard a familiar laughter on the game login interface, and the laughter seemed to become more active.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei opened the attribute panel. He found that his blood volume was still only a little, and the shrine built in the passageway of the paradise was still sucking Han Fei's vitality.

"Fu Sheng's shrine is too different from my level. I have to find a way as soon as possible to provide sufficient nourishment for that shrine." Han Fei couldn't support that shrine by himself. The only way he could think of was to catch a ghost to replace myself.

Accompanied by Kui and Ying Yue, Han Fei entered the paradise area.

The tens of thousands of souls he brought out from Fu Sheng's shrine have integrated into the deep world and become the new citizens of Ghost Story City. Unlike the original ghosts in the deep world, they all retain their sense and kindness.

When Han Fei walked by them, those souls would greet Han Fei in harmony.

"It's really unimaginable. You can still see such a scene in the deep world." The ghost manager heard that Han Fei was coming and rushed there immediately. The butcher knife he brought from the animal alley had been distributed to the Some potential citizens, now he has formed a new ghost management team, responsible for maintaining law and order.

Buildings that conform to the aesthetics of the underworld have been transformed. This city belongs to everyone, and it also belongs to Han Fei.

Entering the passageway of the paradise, players who are not afraid of death come here every day. Human beings' curiosity about the unknown is vividly displayed in them. Even if they know they must die, they must die on the road of exploration.

Han Fei admired these people very much, and now he also wanted to use the health of these players to help him share the pressure.

Walking in front of the Paradise Shrine, Han Fei asked the neighbors in the Xingfu Community to guard the surrounding area. After making sure that no one came, he opened the property panel.

Touching his fingers, Han Fei slowly said two words: "Call the soul!"

The Bloody Ghost Gate opened in front of Han Fei. The appearance and information of the vulture appeared in his mind, and he reached out to grab the sea of ​​blood.

A moment later, a small fish with a deformed appearance and a sawn off tail was bitten by the grimace and jumped out of the sea of ​​blood.

The Blood Gate closed, and Vulture appeared in front of Han Fei, holding a communicator in his hand, with a troubled face.

"What are you doing with the communicator? You don't want to contact the real police and call the police, right?" Han Fei grabbed Tuying's neck, and the familiar force instantly woke Tulu up.

"No, no! How could I call the police?!" Vulture lowered his head and dared not look at Han Fei's face.

"It's okay, you can look at it as you like, anyway, I will deal with your memory bit by bit." Han Fei dragged the vulture, pressed him in front of the shrine in Paradise, and tried to communicate with the shrine, letting the other party eat the vulture life value.

In the blink of an eye, the vulture's health was instantly emptied. If Han Fei hadn't reacted quickly, the vulture's soul might have been sucked away by the shrine.

"It seems that players can't replace me, they will be sucked to death directly." Han Fei threw a piece of viscera to the vulture, and let him eat it to restore blood. His hands were shaking constantly.

"Hurry up and eat, and I will go to other places later."

After the vulture's blood volume recovered a little, Han Fei led him to the soul trading shrine in the department store, and asked the mirror **** what an ordinary perverted soul could get in exchange.

After asking the price, Han Fei, who was a little disappointed, took Vulture to the plastic surgery hospital, where he was asked to lie in front of the soul plastic shrine to undergo memory modification surgery.

Seeing what happened to Vulture, the neighbors in Xingfu Community thought he was miserable, and even the large-scale resentment had never enjoyed the treatment of going to three shrines in a row.

"The devil is not as good at calculating as you are. Are you planning to establish a complete production and trade chain?" Li Ji followed Han Fei expectantly: "Soul assembly line, it sounds great."

"Don't get me wrong, I only target and use bad people." Han Fei began to modify Xiulu's memory, planting fear and obedience in the deepest part of his soul.

"That's what all the devils in **** say."

After modifying the vulture's memory, Han Fei brought the vulture to the Black Rain area,

"Why is it raining here too?" The rain seems to have become the shadow of Vulture's life. Even after his memory has been modified, he will still be instinctively afraid when he sees the raindrops.

"Don't say a word later." Han Fei led the vulture to the second floor of the convenience store, and he lifted the lid of the sauce jar: "Come here."

"Is something wrong?"

"Let you see the flowers I planted."

Using the secret of touching the depths of the soul, Han Fei grabbed Bu Xinxin from the shattered skull, and pointed his other finger at the vulture: "I checked your information, you should know him, his name is Vulture."

Hearing the name Vulture, Bu Xin closed his head, as if he would feel the pain of being torn apart as long as he recalled the past.

"I have the ability to help you **** leave, I can give you a brand new choice, and I can also make you feel pain beyond imagination, so don't lie to me again." Squeezed dry, after using him for many experiments, I still don't forget to use him as an example to others.

"You are a special flower, but I have never known what your special ability is? The gardener said that growing a flower requires affection. Isn't the friendship between us deep enough?" Han Fei opened the attribute On the panel, looking at the reminder about Bu Kaixin, the column of special abilities is still full of question marks.

"Everything that happened to him will happen to you too, whether it's good or bad. You've stood with me and unconditionally believe that I'm your only choice." Han Fei The vulture whose memory has been tampered with said hello to Bu Xin, and then he used the soul-returning talent to send the vulture back to the shallow world.

Just as the vulture was being sent away, a reminder came from the system.

"Please pay attention to player number 0000! The information of the E-level special flower has changed!"

"Bu Kaixin (E-level special flower): This flower has a name, he has never smiled, and everyone calls him unhappy."

"Special ability to send souls: his seeds can germinate in the souls of other flowers ~IndoMTL.com~ Appropriate other people's memories to grow himself."

"Did you find out that I hold another channel, so you're moved?" Han Fei stared at the colorful seed in Bu Xin's chest. He already knew how to use this flower.

Leaving from the branch of Yimin Convenience Store, Han Fei came to the club with a black umbrella.

The blind old man was sitting in the hall, fiddling with the broken radio. He heard Han Fei's footsteps and raised his head, revealing the two deep holes on his face.

"Grandpa, I want to go to the dance studio."

"Do you want to learn to dance?"

"Well, learn to dance." Han Fei's main purpose was to look at the mirror in the dance studio. He saw things on the mirror in the basement of the workshop that he had never seen before. dead child.

He has never watched the memory of laughter like that, and he really wants to see those thirty children again, and see the people who were killed by himself.