My Iyashikei Game Chapter 220: How can there be such a sincere neighbor relationship?
The blood-covered paper man swayed on the ground, exuding a thick air of unknownness.
The long-haired middle-aged man didn't take Han Fei to heart until he saw the face of the paper man.
The demon face wrapped in blood reveals a kind of thrilling beauty. Can the paper man be so amazing?
The bone-to-heart chill is pouring into the body, and that face is familiar to long-haired middle-aged people.
The unique beauty symbolizes extreme cruelty and danger, and he doesn't even want to mention that terrifying name.
"What is your relationship with her?" Seeing the blood-colored paper man, the long-haired middle-aged man's voice has changed, and he has prepared for the worst.
"In short, it is a neighbor relationship."
"Neighborhood?" A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the long-haired middle-aged man. There are indeed some fetters in the deep world, but they are basically cursed and forced to connect. Other relationships are even between parents and children. They couldn't trust each other, and now Han Fei had to fight him desperately for a neighbor.
In the eyes of the long-haired middle-aged man, Han Fei should just want to find an excuse to kill himself. He doesn't believe that Han Fei is really for that woman.
Besides, he didn't think anyone in this world would be willing to help that crazy, gluttony woman.
The clothes woven from hair exudes a pungent corpse smell, and the patterns on those faces begin to twist, revealing an extremely painful expression.
Every hair on the middle-aged man's body seemed to be taken from the corpse, with a strong sense of death.
"It seems that you are really not ready to answer."
The black giant python that had swallowed a large amount of yin air completely penetrated into the ghost lines, and the temperature of Han Fei's skin continued to drop, even condensing frost.
This is very painful for a living person, but there is no trace of uncomfortableness on Han Fei's face. There is only a trace of madness and worry on his twisted face.
"I will let you speak."
Don't say that Han Fei has neighbors to help him now, even if he is alone, he will try his best to tie the long-haired middle-aged man.
Han Fei is actually very simple sometimes. You have helped me before. If you are killed, I will definitely try my best to save you.
Xu Qin rescued him more than once when he first arrived in Xingfu Community, and Han Fei has not forgotten all his kindness.
Not to mention that Xu Qin helped him control the blood-colored paper man. Han Fei still remembers the scene at that time. Xu Qin's dining knife penetrated his palm and the paper man, so that his blood covered the paper man’s body. .
Han Fei, who is only level ten, can control this incomplete F-level curse, all because of Xu Qin.
"Do it!"
Without warning, several cold breaths rushed to the long-haired man at the same time, and the attacks came from all directions, and the number was very large.
When Han Fei and the other party walked out of the dumpling restaurant, they were actually ready to do it. He released the ghost in the spirit altar ahead of time and lay in ambush all around.
The current Han Fei is no longer the original Xiaobai. He knows the rules of life in this city. If you want to know the truth, the safest way is to beat the opponent until he dare not lie.
From the very beginning, he never thought about a peaceful solution. After all, this involves Xu Qin, and he dare not take any care. The negotiations just now only delayed time and allowed the neighbors to complete the encirclement.
The sound of crying came into the ears, and the long-haired man could not determine the location of the sound. The enemy seemed likely to appear anywhere within ten meters.
The keen five senses were disturbed by crying. Slowly, there was only a miserable cry in the ears of the long-haired man, and that voice could torture people crazy.
"You..."
The long-haired man didn't expect Han Fei to do it, and didn't care about other things at all.
With mental arithmetic and unintentional, he lost the opportunity and instantly became passive.
Just coming out of the beast alley, the long-haired man himself is not in his peak state, and now he is being besieged together, and the situation is extremely unfavorable for him.
Catch the thieves first, capture the king first, instead of staring at everyone and fighting, it's better to kill one first.
The cold eyes looked at Han Fei. His clothes turned into thick black hair. The middle-aged man was rapidly aging, and all the yin in his body was poured into the black hair.
Seeing the middle-aged man rushing towards him, Han Fei didn't panic. He had fought with Zhang Guanxing who was out of control to survive.
With previous experience, this time he became more composed.
In the entire deep world, Han Fei is considered an outlier. He is the weakest person, the most fearless person, and the person who can subvert the cognition of most ghosts.
Don't dodge or dodge, Han Fei assumes the most standard police fighting posture, the ghost lines on his body are pinched into the skin, but he doesn't seem to feel the pain.
After the middle-aged man entered within two meters of him, his tight muscles instantly exploded with amazing strength.
"Touch the secret of the soul!"
A side whip leg swept directly on the waist of the long-haired middle-aged man, and its body protected by the black hair instantly sank into a large piece.
With convex eyes, the middle-aged man looked at his body incredibly. He couldn't figure out why a person with a breath of life could beat his body composed of resentment and pain?
The emotions buried deep in the heart are being spied on, and the opponent's attack seems to be able to penetrate the protection of Yin Qi, and directly touch the secrets of the deepest part of the soul?
The black hair on his body was wrapped around Han Fei’s legs, but what he didn’t expect was that the man in front of him seemed to be mad, he didn’t care about his life or death at all, and he thought of him as a rope. He wanted to be right. Li Gui uses the lock technique.
Han Fei, who can actually quit the game, can avoid fatal injuries within a few tenths of a second. Han Fei, who doesn’t care about death, is now in the strongest state.
If Han Fei meets a long-haired middle-aged man alone, he will definitely not face it head-on, but now with the help of neighbors, he only needs to trap each other and buy time for the neighbors.
Crying sounded in his ears. Before the long-haired middle-aged man found a chance to kill Han Fei, a paper man's face appeared in front of him.
Looking down, a blood-red paper man didn't know when he climbed on his chest. The paper man looked like the scariest woman in the beast alley.
The nightmare stepped on him, and that beautiful face was a symbol of bad luck and misfortune to the long-haired man.
"Why is this paper man exuding a curse?"
The woman itself is a curse aggregate, and what shocks the long-haired man is that the curse on the paper man is not lost to that woman.
"What the **** is going on? Why are there so many resentments and curses suddenly wanting to help that woman!"
This is unimaginable in the deep world. The long-haired man can't understand at all. Are these ghosts crazy? Regardless of the reason, he would actually act for a terrifying and cruel curse aggregate.
It's normal to be selfish and indifferent here. How could he think that ghosts with completely different inner obsessions would all walk together because of one person and twisted into a rope.
The clothes made of black hair were pierced, and his consciousness became trance in the midst of crying. When he was about to use his abilities, he was hammered in the back.
A fat monster slammed on his back with an ominous aura. The place touched by the monster began to rot rapidly. Among the smelly remnants were black bugs with the thickness of fingers. Crawl.
That thing is called a hard bug, and they will appear first before a catastrophe arrives.
If you don’t resist, there will be no chance. The long-haired man opened the blood-stained wooden box, and the head fell to the ground. Rusty scissors.
The scissors looked rusty, and it seemed that they couldn't even cut the paper, but when the scissors touched the bodies of the two brothers Li Shao, their souls were cut out.
"These scissors seem to be the main body of the hairdresser?"
There are more than one pair of scissors stored in the wooden box. Usually they are all soaked in blood and sealed in the wooden box.
When the long-haired man grabbed the scissors, his mentality was instantly affected, his eyes became red, his hair was bitten in his mouth, and he began to call out a name unconsciously.
"Please pay attention to player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the G-level uniqueness hidden mission-Barber."
"Barber (resentment): Industrious, he opened a barber shop on the corner of the street. He likes his job because he has an unknown secret. He suffers from a very serious hair addiction."
"Strokes, sniffs, and even licks his hair can give him unparalleled stimulation. Gradually, he is no longer satisfied with touching hair at work. He wants to have more hair that belongs to different people. He is good. I want to use those people’s hair to weave a silkworm cocoon, and then keep myself in it forever."
"Task requirements: Kill the hairdresser, completely destroy the hairdresser’s scissors, and release the imprisoned resentment in the scissors; or choose to redeem the hairdresser, help the hairdresser complete his dream, and weave a hair for him Cocoon."
Without any hesitation, Han Fei directly chose to kill the barber.
"If the soul is gone, all habit will be cured."
Being besieged by several grievances~IndoMTL.com~ Among them are crying who has just completed a breakthrough, and it is not easy for a barber to survive until now.
His body was invaded by a blood-colored paper man. The paper man with a smile on his face was sinister and terrifying. He desperately wanted to drill into his wound. Just thinking about it made the barber feel scared.
He was fully guarded, but he was finally found a chance by the Scarlet Paper Man.
Small pieces of blood-colored paper got into the flesh and squeezed into the soul.
I was tortured to the limit by crying, but now there is another kind of pain. It feels like a piece of paper is stuffed into the eyeball. I want to get it out with my hand, but even if I put my finger in My wounds can't touch my soul.
Meeting these lunatics, it is also unlucky for the barber.
In fact, he also felt innocent in his heart. He obviously didn't do anything, just went into the dumpling shop and opened the wooden box.
"Are they really for that woman? Just because they are all neighbors? Are all people in this community sick!"