My Iyashikei Game Chapter 244: Workplace killer


The situation on the field was reversed in an instant. With mental arithmetic and unintentional, Han Fei's outstanding acting skills successfully tricked the old man out of his room.

Later, although the old man also noticed it, it was too late by then.

Actually, Han Fei just wanted to find a less safe place to do it. The old man led Han Fei into the underground, and he cut off his own way of life with his own hands.

Before seeing the figure, the strong smell of blood filled the room.

Xu Qin, haunted by blood evil, appeared at the door of the slaughterhouse with a knife in his hand.

The pungent **** smell drifted into the nasal cavity, and the child's painful cry was heard in his ears.

The smell of blood can arouse the killing intent in people's hearts, while crying can bring people deep despair and sadness.

The worst thing in the old man’s memory began to appear in his mind. The scene of his constant evasion appeared uncontrollably before his eyes. At this time, his expression became more distorted and terrifying, and his obviously abnormal eyes were filled with hate. meaning.

The dark side he had been hiding was completely exposed, the skin clinging to the bones gradually cracked, and the patches on his arms and face became a curse.

Uncle Li has always had a hatred in his heart, he hates the old, but he has no alternative.

All the beauty in the world has nothing to do with him, and his life has not been long.

In this last time, he didn't want to bless anyone, he wanted everyone to die together.

Han Fei has studied the personality of spiders. Among them, the personality of Uncle Li represents the hatred of loss and a kind of manic anxiety about being unable to control fate.

This personality is easy to be charmed by butterflies, so Han Fei was the first to find him.

The old Uncle Li gradually turned into a monster. His body was constantly uplifting and his bones creaked, just like a scarecrow in human skin, with no humanity, only terror.

"Can all personalities become monsters?" Han Fei stared at Lao Li cautiously. He waited until Xu Qin and Cry arrived before he cooperated with the two of them.

Lao Li, who had completely lost his human form, took out all kinds of knives and chains from the iron cabinet. What he liked most was to torture the young men in this dark underground.

There is a soul wailing on every knife in the iron cabinet. It is hard to imagine how many people Li has killed here.

Be aware that the pig-faced monsters outside the building only have a butcher knife in their hands. Old Li, who has a human face, has a cabinet with a knife that imprisons the soul.

It seems that people are more efficient in killing.

The iron cabinet fell over, and Lao Li grabbed a handful of knives and rushed towards the exit.

He is very smart, knowing that he is not the opponent of Xu Qin's trio, and he has not considered a head-to-head, he just wants to escape.

Unfortunately, Han Fei and the others had anticipated this situation for a long time, and they discussed all the possibilities in advance. If the old man desperately caught Han Fei as a hostage, he might still have a chance to live. This is his only chance. .

If you fight, you may live, if you escape, you will undoubtedly die.

"Uncle Li is a personality who loves his life more than anyone else. After falling into a desperate situation, he will be very cruel, but that is all pretend. He is just a strong outsider, good at bullying weak paper tigers."

Han Fei told Xu Qin and Cry before he decided to go to Uncle Li alone. He had insight into all the other party's thoughts in advance. This can be said to be a crush on both strength and mind.

The old man has been struggling to face Xu Qin alone, not to mention the cry of continuous breakthroughs and Han Fei holding a death knife.

In just half a minute, there were more than a dozen wounds on the old man's body. At first, he focused all his attention on Xu Qin, ignoring crying.

The result of this is that one of his eyes is blinded by desperate emotions. The old man feels incredible. That seemingly weak resentment can control the despair in others' hearts. This ability is unheard of.

As the injury got worse and worse, the old man's despair deepened. His original consciousness was not firm, and coupled with the constant interference of crying, his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

"I can give you the mask! I also know a lot of secrets in this building that I can tell you!" The old man kept yelling, trying to win a bargaining chip for himself to survive, but the other three in the house wanted to stop. Mean nothing.

"I know how to get rid of the curse of Beast Alley! Don’t you love your sister very much! If the curse of Beast Alley is not lifted, she will be tortured for life! Never escape from here forever! No matter how long you leave, They have to go back here to eat the meat of the livestock alley to maintain their sanity!"

Seeing that no one answered, the old man threw an important message: "Each mask has a number behind it. As long as you collect all the masks, you can become the new manager of Animal Lane! I have two masks. I can give them all to you!"

The most unbearable part of the memory was aroused, and the despair in his heart turned into needles, which were constantly piercing his soul. The pain was unbearable.

"Let me go, I can help you! I know a lot of things inside the building! There are a lot of people coming in from the outside in the building, there are hairdressers, nurses, and veterinarians. They have united together, thinking To kill your sister!"

"The disappearance of the writer is also related to them. It was the outsiders who killed the writer! The doctor in the building also colluded with them. They seem to be going to kill everyone!"

"The most dangerous person in the building is the doctor! After you kill me, you will also be killed by the doctor!"

The old man kept talking nonsense, but he also revealed some useful information. At least now, Han Fei knows that the author's disappearance may be related to the doctor.

"What I said is true! You can ask Amen, there are some paintings in that child's room to prove what I said!" The old man noticed that Xu Qin's attack slowed down, and he thought his words caused In order to gain the interest of the other party, he speaks harder.

Until he said most of the things he knew, he quietly touched Han Fei behind him, and then swung a butcher knife at his neck.

At the moment when Han Fei locked his target, a pair of pale hands appeared on the hilt of the knife, and a three-foot blade completely cast down by the beauty and kindness of human nature.

The faces of people are reflected on the blade, and they seem to be walking with Han Fei in the world forever.

When the blade touched the old man's body, the malice and Yin Qi were instantly pushed back, without any resistance at all. The Rebirth Knife cut off Uncle Li's neck easily like a piece of paper.

The professional feature of Dawn Butcher is triggered. The more evil and cruel Han Fei's target is, the sharper the knife in his hand.

The blade ran across the neck of Vice-Personality No. 6, and when the opponent's head fell, the blade constructed by human nature had disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

The old man's skin began to crack, and his body without his head crawled on the ground. In the end, he still did not touch the head that had fallen in the corner.

Yin qi and malice dissipated around, Han Fei released the black snake in the ghost pattern so that it would not be wasted and swallow the yin qi as soon as possible.

"Other outsiders entered the building, and the barber who stole Xu Qin's knife was among them." Han Fei felt that this matter had to be considered in the long term.

Although the three of them joined forces to kill Uncle Li, it does not mean that Uncle Li is weak. He is even stronger than the average middle-level resentment, and there are many people like Uncle Li in the butcher's house.

If the Han Fei and the three were guilty of public outrage and were besieged by everyone, then their chances of surviving were very small.

"Let's leave for now." Han Fei reached out and took off the old man's mask. When he got the mask, a system reminder sounded in his mind.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have been approved by the Butcher's House through your own means! Congratulations on obtaining the No. 6 Butcher's Mask and becoming a member of the Butcher's House!"

"Attention player number 0000! Your personal job search resume has been updated! Will it be displayed publicly?"

"The first night you were hired as a convenience store clerk, you destroyed the coffin of the manager and obliterated the manager's consciousness."

"When you entered Yimin Private College to apply for a job, you tried your best to let the dean's soul fly away."

"Hidden career midnight butcher in order to change your job, you completely destroyed the foundation of the meat joint factory~IndoMTL.com~Several colleagues, every night you are in a river of blood."

"And today, your personal resume has added a lot of color."

"After entering the Butcher's House, you successfully killed the person interviewing you within 60 minutes. Congratulations on meeting all the requirements and successfully obtaining the title of G-Class-Workplace Killer."

"Workplace killer (upgradable special professional title): As the name suggests, the title of workplace killer fits your career life. With this title, your charm value will be reduced by two."

Looking at the system panel, Han Fei decisively chose not to disclose his personal job application history. He also put the title of workplace killer at the bottom of all titles.

"What are you kidding? If this resume and title dare to be made public, who will dare to hire me in the future? Besides, I am completely forced! How can this evaluation only record the results and not the process?"

Looking at his more or less **** personal resume, Han Fei remembered a song many years ago.

"A good person like me should have lived a splendid life. Why are they still floating in a sea of ​​blood after more than 20 years?"


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