My Iyashikei Game Chapter 787: Sinful collector

Latest URL: Han Fei now has two elevator cards on him, one is the No. 11 elevator card that was handed over from the chef, and the other is seriously damaged, and the number on the card can only be seen clearly. 9".

"A catastrophe appeared in the red alley on the sixth floor. If our murder and arson were exposed, it could be pushed onto it. This is a reasonable use of the disaster." Changing his blood-soaked clothes, Han Fei took Following the two special residents, they came to the elevator room on the sixth floor.

It used to be guarded by members of the Rust Elevator, and it was one of the busiest and most dangerous places on the floor. As long as the light on the elevator is on, everyone will be nervous, because no one knows what will come out after the elevator door opens thing.

But now the elevator room on the sixth floor is empty, all the elevator lights are off, and the elevator doors are tightly closed.

"The cleaner told us to go to the tenth floor. Later, we will use the disaster ghost as an excuse to communicate with the rusty ladder cleaner on the tenth floor." Han Fei tried several times with the old elevator card, but the elevator didn't respond. But his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the monster running out from behind the door was getting closer and closer to him.

"Should we go to the tenth floor to ask for help?" The fat dog had a bad impression of the rusty ladder cleaners: "Those guys are all mice blinded by interests, and they would never take the risk to help."

"I'm not going to ask them to help me. I want to take down the tenth floor." Han Fei still doesn't know how to leave the skyscraper. More people are needed to be with me: "Soon there will be one less force in this building, and new rules will be established."

Hearing Han Fei's ambitious words, Sister Hong was a little worried: "Although I have never seen a god, I can guess from the mouths of those devout believers that it is the **** who really makes the rules, and we are just struggling in his palm." big bug."

"What about bugs? Have you ever seen poisonous bugs that can bite people to death?" Han Fei weakly suppressed An in his heart, took out the elevator card he got from the chef, and retreated into the No. 11 elevator.

Before swiping the card, the rusty elevator doors opened little by little, and the outside of the car was very clean, as if no monster would lick the garbage and blood in the car.

The fat dog was too small, so Han Fei asked him to stay inside, while the others followed him into the elevator.

As the elevator door closed abruptly, an extremely depressing feeling came to my heart, as if the whole person was pushed back out of the fish's mouth, sliding and wriggling along its intestines, every nerve in the body was throbbing resist.

The numbers on the display screen inside the elevator changed quickly, and Han Fei dared not relax at all, but the more people are afraid of something, the more unexpected things will happen.

When the number changed to 9, the rapidly descending elevator stopped suddenly.

A few seconds ago, the elevator door creaked and opened by itself, and inside was a gloomy, white corridor without any lights.

"No one pressed the elevator on the fourth floor, but why did he come here?" The old man and Han Fei hid in front of Li Rou together, and everyone dared to act recklessly.

"I remember that this floor is very special. There is neither an organization like Red Lane nor a gambling house, so it is relatively safe

A layer of . "The light outside the elevator shone inside, and Sister Hong pressed the door close button as quickly as possible. When the elevator door was about to close, she took out a large mirror for makeup from the outside of the large bag she was carrying.

At the last moment of waiting for the elevator to close, she kicked the big mirror out.

Han Fei also instantly understood what Sister Hong wanted to do, and fixed his eyes on the mirror.

Through the mirror, Han Fei and Sister Hong saw a terrifying scene. Right next to their elevator, stood a strange man whose mouth and eyes were all torn off!

The whole face of that person was about to fall down, but he was still smiling loudly, very charming.

The elevator continued to go up, and Sister Hong wiped the hot sweat from her forehead: "Did you see it just now? There is a freak standing in the elevator!"

"Is it a freak ghost?" If it wasn't for the high blood volume, Han Fei actually wanted to touch the other party so that the system could identify the other party's basic information.

"The abnormal person's face and stomach were dug up like that, and he died long ago!" Sister Hong was very scared: "Should the elevator on the fourth floor be guarded by the cleaners of the rusty stairs? Why is there a freak standing at the door? Could it be The gods have been sleeping for too long, have all kinds of scary things started to appear in the building?"

"This is good news for us too." Han Fei nodded subconsciously.

"I've never heard any bad news from you." The old man was very emotional. When encountering problems, he faced them with a positive and optimistic attitude. It's really sunny to a little heartburning.

The dilapidated No. 11 elevator finally came to a stop. The rusty elevator door opened to both sides, and the dim light shone on the faces of several people.

"This floor is quite quiet."

There is only one floor difference between the tenth floor and the fourth floor, but they seem to be two completely same places. and footsteps.

Being able to quarrel means that there is a certain order and rules. In the red alley, there is no quarrel at all. If there is a dispute, life and death will be divided.

"We have no conflicts with the believers in the building. We will need you to lead the way later." Han Fei and the old man changed the clothes of the residents in the building and covered their faces.

Sister Hong was very reliable in her work. She helped Han Fei find the rusty ladder cleaner on the tenth floor in just a few minutes.

"You are white tea? I care what happened to you in the red alley. If you want me to help, you have to see your sincerity." A thin and big woman with mischievous eyebrows looked at Han Fei impatiently. He felt that it was Han Fei who ruined his good deed.

"A catastrophe appeared on the eighth floor, and everyone died."

"Does that have anything to do with my fart?" The skinny woman blew on her empty palm, as if there was no visible dust outside.

"Take me to see you guys on the rusty stairs on the tenth floor, these are all yours." Han Fei casually threw a bag containing boneless coins over, and the skinny woman immediately showed a smile on her face after looking at it There was a smile.

"I'll take you there right away, but I'll give you a vaccination first, that one has a very good temper." The skinny woman was very depressed, but he still knew that Han Fei paid for his life Money, the ashes of the next person who received his money will be thrown away.

Walking out of the relatively quiet corridor, the tenth floor has indeed fewer people than the other floors, and a small part of them are moved from other floors, but this also shows that the managers on the tenth floor are very incompetent.

Pushing open the secret door at the corner, Chang Su quickly saw the other side of the tenth floor. Where the light illuminated, there were a small number of corpses piled up indiscriminately. Everything that could be used was looted.

"It's such a friendly, greedy, and selfish place to the extreme." Han Fei's affection for the tenth floor was gone.

"Yes, those selfish people can provide flesh and blood to selfish people when they reach the tenth floor, and we will also insult them, such as naming their names, and then sucking his bone marrow with peace of mind. "The skinny woman showed a trace of sarcasm: "Then are you willing to be a selfish person? Or are you willing to be a selfish person?"

"I would like to be a fair person."

"There is no fairness in the world?" The skinny woman dismissed Han Fei's words.

"No, for example, everyone will die." Chang Su also showed a smile. This skyscraper foreign exchange has gathered the dirtiest part of human nature, and he already knows how to do it. "Are you a comedian? You really know how to tell jokes." The skinny woman opened a door behind her, and the harsh light shone under the floor tiles. Behind the eyes of several people was a long and neat look

Room.

This is the first time Han Fei has seen such a room on the 70th floor of a skyscraper.

"Zhang Shu, how can you be so rude to the guests?"

The door curtain was lifted, and a woman dressed in disorder came out from the outer room, holding a broken skull of an older child in his hand.

"Hello, the cleaner who was killed by the disaster ghost, please come to the tenth floor and find a night policeman without a camera after he dies. That night policeman should be the key to killing the disaster ghost." In order to complete the task, Han Fei, He took the initiative to reach out his hand to the other party, but the other party didn't even look at him, he kept looking at the older child's skull.

Using the ability of art appreciation, Han Fei found that the size of the skull was consistent with the slight age of the bones. It seemed that a child's head was locked out of the iron box from the beginning, and the body was broken and small, but the head did not develop abnormally.

"Your skull is indeed rare, but this kind of thing made with the help of inner power can be called a work of art. People on the lower seventy floors think it's just a cheap thing." After a glance, he gave his own evaluation.

Hearing that her collection was said so, the woman immediately turned her head, a trace of slowness flashed in her eyes.

"You hate collecting, don't you? If you can help me..." Han Fei approached the woman and whispered, "I can help you get treasures from the lower seventy floors, none of which contain divinity

Works. "

"A work that contains divinity?" The woman's eyes were wide open~IndoMTL.com~ He let the others stay inside, and he retreated into the outer room with Chang Su.

There are all kinds of **** and cruel collections in front of the curtain, but the woman proudly showed off to Han Fei: "I collected these myself, but unfortunately there are too many people who understand me on the tenth floor. You You can see the problem with that skull, so you should like to collect it too, right?"

"No one collects the clothes of the victims, no one collects the organs and skulls, and I hate collecting crimes. I want to make specimens of all the criminals and list all the crimes they didn't have." Han Fei's face darkened. His smile is very gentle, anyone can see him as a polite scholar: "Just now you were not polite at all inside, but now there are only two of us outside, do you think they will avenge you if I kill you? "

The woman was still able to react when she saw a huge monster crawling out of the ghost pattern on Han Fei's back, and the mouth full of soul poison opened behind his face!

"Did you know? Before a corpse soaked in soul poison is burned to ashes, your ashes will show a white to shiny and long-lasting brilliance, which is a very precious collection." Chang Su stared at the The woman who shook her head, still had a smile on her face: "As a collector, I think there should be someone who can resist the temptation of white ashes?"