My Iyashikei Game Chapter 317: Me, the most dedicated security guard in the dead building (4,600)

The stairs were shaking, bloodshots continued to spread on the walls, and the large-scale angry resentment and the monsters who failed to transform their hatred fought.

The calm night was broken, the black fog surrounding the building was disturbed, Han Fei also heard the looming singing in the community!

Previously, the black mist enveloped the residential buildings in the community and was isolated from the outside world. Now the two grievances are so loud that even the black mist can't hide it.

"The singing voice did not leave, it is also in the community!"

Han Fei found that he had guessed well, and the black mist had isolated everything. The singing voice could not find himself for the time being, but he did not give up on leaving.

In the depths of the black fog, apart from the singing, there are screams from time to time, and it seems that something is in line with the singing.

Normally, if the jumper and the red skirt are fighting, the manager of the dead building will most likely come forward, but now the manager seems to have more important things to do and he can no longer take care of the management of Building One.

"Part of the butterfly's consciousness is targeting Huang Ying, and the left hand is dragged by the singing. It is indeed a good opportunity to explore here." Han Fei ran towards the other side of the stairs. After he ran a few meters away, Suddenly found that Hua Ge was still behind.

"Brother Hua?"

Two large grievances appeared on the top floor, and the horrible scene stimulated Brother Hua. At this time, the rich expression on his face was much less, and only fear and anxiety were left.

The more frightened, the more obvious the pattern spreading from the back of his neck, and his memory and self-awareness are being taken away by the butterfly pattern!

Security is a flowerpot that meets the requirements of butterflies, and a strong fear is a ripening agent, which can make the seeds in the flowerpot bloom and bear faster.

Jin Sheng once reminded Han Fei that the more afraid he is in the dead building, the more dangerous he is.

Han Fei doesn't know what will happen to Brother Hua. He still has a good impression of this conscientious security guard.

The memory of the security guard has been modified by Butterfly. No one knows what Hua Ge did before, but judging from some of his instinctive reactions, he is not bad in nature.

"I feel a little pain in my head, and my body is light and fluttering. I, my mind seems to have something else that I have never done before. I also saw..." Brother Hua's shoulders were shaking, and his eyes were bloodshot. , Dark patches began to appear on his skin: "I also saw what I looked like when I died!"

His face was slightly deformed, and Hua Ge's hands trembled and grabbed Han Fei: "I, I..."

"Pop!"

Holding the rubber rod, Han Fei aimed at Brother Hua's palm and shook it fiercely.

The pain caused Brother Hua to immediately withdraw his hand, and a trace of doubt appeared on his changing face: "Why are you hitting me?"

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

"It's okay if you know it hurts. Now it's not the time to talk about those things, leave this level first!" If it wasn't for fear of hitting Hua Ge stupidly, Han Fei was aiming at the head just now.

The rubber rod can't hurt the ghost, and Hua Ge can feel the pain, which means that he is still alive in the memory of the butterfly weaving for him. He has not completely collapsed, and it is necessary to rescue him.

Living in the deep world, Han Fei can only use this simplest way to make decisions.

Crude, but effective.

Let Hua Ge think wildly, he might be controlled by the pattern, which is already the best result.

The three security guards ran to the other side of the corridor, and Han Fei was the fastest with Xiao Fang on his back.

As it gets closer and closer to 4:44 in the morning, the modern decoration inside the building is getting old at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white wall covering begins to fall off, revealing the weird and scary graffiti below, as well as all kinds of All kinds of insane words.

The lord of rooms 1044 and 1244 fought to death, speeding up the rate of the whole building's mutation, and the gap between the floor tiles and the wall above the head began to blush, as if blood was spreading.

The other residents in the building also became active, all kinds of noises and strange noises came into their ears, and everyone seemed to be crazy!

As he left the twenty-fourth floor, Han Fei glanced back. The fragments of the red skirt were scattered everywhere, like blood-red snow floating in the corridor.

But no matter how many times the jumper tore the red skirt to pieces, she can recover, and the resentment on her body is getting heavier.

Everything is like what the security guards said, no matter how you send the red skirt away, it will come back.

When Han Fei looked back, he discovered something more terrifying. The two oversized resentments were still moving in the direction of Han Fei during the struggle between life and death.

They all seem to want to kill the three security guards with their own hands. Apart from venting their anger and resentment, their fight seems to be fighting for the right to kill.

"Sure enough, this place is not for level 12!"

Han Fei regained his gaze and ran into the corridor without stopping.

Recalling the mission requirements in his mind, he needs a complete patrol mission to be able to exit the game.

But the task is more than just running around the stairs. According to the patrol regulations in the security room, they need to check the monitoring and fire protection items on each floor and record all the damaged things. If the owner When they have difficulties and needs, they also need to provide help within their capacity.

As an example of the F-level mission of the Jumping Tower Ghost, Han Fei did not dare to be careless. He also kept an eye on the surveillance and surroundings while he was running.

His memory is far superior to ordinary people. It is not difficult to remember whether these things are damaged and whether the damage is serious.

The real difficulty for him is to meet other owners. The duty of the security guard is to protect the owners. If the owners have needs, then he must provide assistance, just like Hua Ge did before.

After the night patrol mission is completed, there is a probability of obtaining a special hidden job-security guard in the dead building. He is now learning more about the duties of the security guard in the dead building.

Rushing to the 23rd floor, Han Fei saw a human face at the security gate in advance. As he passed there, the security gate was ready to open.

Turning around and kicking, Han Fei closed the security door: "The roof is haunted! It's dead! Go home and stay!"

He is definitely not afraid of trouble. His sincere heart is full of care and love for the owner.

Running along the old stairs, the steps became slippery and slippery, and the sound-controlled light above my head flickered and dimmed. When I ran to the 22nd floor, a child's cry came from the corner of the stairs.

That was a little boy in floral clothes, his body and arms were full of bruises, and his mouth kept calling mom, mom...

In this situation, it is impossible for Han Fei to help him find his mother, and it would be inappropriate to leave the child behind.

While passing by the child, Han Fei grabbed the child by the collar: "Go! Brother security guard will take you to find your mother!"

Being caught by Han Fei, the child cried more violently. He was transferred to Xiaofang's hands while he was still struggling, and Han Fei was carrying one more person on his back.

"Brother Bai..." Xiao Fang looked at the boy next to him, feeling awe in Han Fei. In this dangerous situation, he still chose to save people. It really wouldn't work if he didn't admire him.

Think about it carefully, wasn't he also rescued by Han Fei?

"There really are people like Brother Bai in this world!"

At the moment when Han Fei ran the road with the child on his back, the security door on the 22nd floor was knocked open, and a woman with a sullen body and a syringe rushed out.

Her face was disfigured, and there were clear butterfly patterns on her arms. She was lying in ambush behind the door just now. If Han Fei hesitated a little bit, she might be pierced by the needle.

The child is just a bait to attract people to stop, and I don’t know what happened to the woman to become so perverted.

But it doesn't matter anymore, now she hasn't been pierced, and the child has been carried away!

After living in the building for so many years, it was the first time she encountered such a bad thing.

When the woman holding the syringe rushed out, Brother Hua happened to come over, he was terrified, and then he saw the woman chasing downstairs.

The child's cry was very loud, Han Fei vaguely heard something behind him, but he didn't dare to stop at all.

"Brother Bai, the child's family seems to be chasing him?"

"Don't worry, just run!" Han Fei swears that he said this sentence out of good intentions: "The upstairs is haunted, she might be hit by two grievances when she chased and went home. Let her follow us and say It may be alive."

"Brother Bai, you are so considerate!"

"After all, we are the security of this community."

In the blink of an eye, Han Fei has already reached the twentieth floor. There are no sound control lights on the even-numbered floors, and the security door on this floor is still open.

Without getting closer, Xiao Fang has already had an unknown premonition.

As they passed by, a wet arm stretched out from the darkness, stinking black hair clung to the cheek, and a pale face looked at Han Fei and Xiaofang.

"They left me alone in that cold place, folded and bent, I was alone, I counted the knife marks on my back..."

Before speaking, Han Fei reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist.

"Touch the secrets of the soul!"

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, she pulled with all her strength. When the woman reacted, she was already pressing on Xiao Fang.

The wet black hair is attached to Xiaofang's forehead. This is the closest he has ever been in contact with women since he was single for more than 20 years, but he didn't dare to look back.

"Bai, Bai, Bai..." Xiaofang felt cold all over, and the sensation he lost after being touched by the businessman was slowly recovering, but the first thing he felt was the icy chill!

Han Fei was also bent over with three people on his back, but he did not dare to stay.

Running over the nineteenth floor, there were some paper money scattered in the corridor on the eighteenth floor. The businessman wearing linen and filial piety walked out of the darkness, but he saw Han Fei carrying a lot of people and "things" on his back as soon as he was halfway there. .

The expression on his face was slightly solidified, and his steps vaguely retracted.

Han Fei also saw the businessman, the red dress was not in his hands, Chongxi was out of luck. But he was not afraid, and shouted directly at the businessman.

"Together!"

The businessman is very rich, and Han Fei wants to take him along with him, but the businessman seems to have misunderstood the meaning and thought that Han Fei wanted to do something strange.

She shook her head with embarrassment, and the businessman spat three times to the side. Superstitious "people" like them usually react like this when they encounter something very unlucky.

"Upstairs is haunted! You go home quickly!"

Han Fei didn't forget to exhort him before he left. After he ran away, the sound of footsteps sounded again. The businessman looked behind him with greedy eyes, and a huge syringe almost plunged into his head.

"Go!" The woman holding the syringe went mad and rushed downstairs. After the businessman avoided, she turned her head and closed the safety door, as if she was going to go home and look at the almanac before coming out.

Han Fei ran downstairs for his life, carrying more and more "things" on his back. If there are one or two, then Han Fei is likely to be attacked, but if he carries too many, no one dares. act rashly.

It's just difficult for Xiaofang, this young security guard whose memory has been tampered with is surrounded by layers, and he is under great pressure now.

Brother Hua who followed was also shocked. Along the way, what Han Fei was carrying had completely covered himself. Seen from the back, it is simply a mountain of mobile "people".

Successfully ran to the first floor, Han Fei created a miracle, but the night patrol was not over yet.

"The two grievances on the top of the building are fighting each other! I have tried my best to help you!"

Han Fei's words are not for the owners. He wants to tell the system that this is how he cares for and helps the owners.

"Brother Hua! Do you have the key to the corridor door! We will send the neighbor out!" Han Fei yelled as he ran forward.

Brother Hua couldn't see Han Fei, but could only hear Han Fei's voice from Renshan: "To prevent accidents, all keys to public safety doors are kept in the storage room of Building 4!"

Han Fei couldn't get out, couldn't send so many owners away, and Han Fei didn't know what to do.

At this moment, footsteps sounded on the other side of the stairs, and a deliveryman carrying a huge carcass walked out of the corridor.

He habitually lay on the security door next to him, his whole body pressed against the door panel, his eyes leaning out of the cat's eye.

"Is anyone at home? The takeaway you want has arrived...If there is no one, I will come in!"

My fingernails scratched the door panel, and each hand stretched out from the takeaway box, grabbing the door handle together.

"Takeaway!"

When the door was pulled, Han Fei rushed over with the owner of the half-floor.

"You killed the red skirt! It was you who sneaked into everyone's home! Today we finally caught the current!"

Han Fei thought of one thing when he saw the takeout ghost. The night patrol only needs to help the community owner. This is the responsibility of the security guard, but there is a ghost in the building who is not the owner.

If you want to let everyone vent their anger and resentment, isn't the takeaway ghost who killed the red skirt the best target?

Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

With this idea, Han Fei ran into the takeaway ghost with everyone behind his back.

The takeaway ghost who was still lying on the door was frightened. He always sent takeaways to find someone else. How could someone else come to him so passionately? He felt a little unbearable!

Grit your teeth and sprint!

"Little Fang! Hold on to me!"

Han Fei threw all the "things" on his back into the huge corpse when he passed by the takeaway ghost.

He picked up Xiao Fang, and when he continued to run, he did not forget to hammer a certain "thing" with the secret of touching the depths of his soul, screams and wailing sounded, curses and grievances erupted, and the building was dead. So the most chaotic night began!

With Xiao Fang and Hua Ge, Han Fei ran up the corridor from the other side.

Behind him was completely engulfed by darkness and curse. The takeaway ghost in the center was the worst. Even the corpse box behind it was smashed. There are really many things in other rooms inside.

Han Fei ran to the twenty-fourth floor in one breath. With Han Fei's physical strength, he felt that his legs were filled with lead water, and every step was very laborious.

"I have to quit the game as soon as possible. I have too much physical exertion and I almost can't run."

Han Fei feels that he will not be able to mix in the film and television industry in the future, and he is estimated to be an athlete with the help of this game. As long as he remembered the feeling of being chased by a ghost, he should be able to run fast in reality, after all, that emotion has penetrated into his bones.

"There are so many ghosts hidden in this building..." Brother Hua panted~IndoMTL.com~ His condition seems to be a little better. The main reason is that all such terrifying ghosts were carried away by Han Fei alone. The shock has far exceeded the fear.

"Brother Bai, how did you come up with such a method?" Xiaofang's name for Han Fei has risen from Baisi to Brother Bai, his eyes full of respect.

"I just imitated, and my teacher often does this. He is the first security guard I have ever seen here." Han Fei is talking about the uncle of the security guard at Yimin Private College. Compared with others, Han Fei is still Bad weather.

Climbing hard to the fourth floor, Han Fei finally returned to the security room before 4:44 in the morning, but when he was about to enter the door, there was a rustle of electricity from Brother Hua's walkie-talkie.

"Is it finally possible to contact the security guards of other buildings?!" Xiao Fang was very excited, feeling like a survivor.

Brother Hua also breathed a sigh of relief. He put the walkie-talkie to his ear, but when he was about to speak, a woman's voice came out of the walkie-talkie.

"Why did you leave me there alone..."