My Iyashikei Game Chapter 617: The show is over
Remember 【New】for a second,! The red walls were painted with black windows, and blood beads fell down the window frames. The child in the hospital gown stood outside the window with one hand on the glass.
Han Fei was standing in front of the window. He looked at the boy outside the window. He didn't expect that he could see the dead child in this way. . .
"Is it his soul in the window? Or a wisp of his consciousness?"
Slowly approached, Han Fei didn't know why, as if he had seen Boy No. 4 before. He raised his palm involuntarily, and he placed his hand on the window glass.
Across a window painted on the wall, Han Fei and Boy No. 4 stood face to face.
The palm of the boy outside the window was attached to Han Fei. He raised his head, as if comparing Han Fei with someone in his memory.
Boy 4 shook his head as memory and reality overlapped
"Even if it is to cure the personality, it is impossible to cure such a monster. One of my biggest shortcomings is that I always like to have unrealistic fantasies. Monsters are monsters, and they are still monsters when they wear human skin. ."
The boy stared at the window, wondering if he was looking at Han Fei or the world in the window.
"Whether you believe it or not, I have to tell you that I am the only person who survived the **** night. I don't remember everything that happened after that. Can you help me recall it?"
When Han Fei said the word **** night, the boy who was standing outside the window began to have **** cracks on his body, like countless knife edges.
He suddenly raised his head, which was looking elsewhere, and stared at Han Fei's face in the window again.
"Are you really him? Can you return to normal under such crazy stimulation? Is a cured personality really a perfect personality? Impossible! There is no perfect personality in the world!" Boy No. 4's body is slowly swelling It was as if he had grown from a few years old to a teenager in an instant, and his condition became worse and worse. The wounds on his body were gradually connected together, as if he was wearing a red thread woven clothes.
"Tell me what you know! About the plastic surgery hospital, those children with numbers, and Fu Sheng and Fu Tian brothers!" The alarm sounded outside the building, Han Fei pressed his palm against the window, and his tone became hurried , he really wanted to know the truth.
"Fu Sheng, Fu Tian..." No. 4, whose body was rapidly changing, opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and the expression on his face was extremely painful, as if these two names represented the most unforgivable despair: "He made me this way!"
Shadows burrowed out from under No. 4's skin. His body was getting bigger and bigger, and it was beyond the scope of human beings, without the most basic human form.
"Is it him? Not them? Are you talking about Fu Sheng or Fu Tian?" Han Fei was keenly aware of a detail: "Did you also forget everything about Fu Sheng? Are you the only living person in the world who remembers Fu Sheng's existence?"
"Don't go to Paradise! Paradise is the biggest conspiracy, and the reward after all games are cleared - he will be resurrected on your body!"
Number Four collapsed and turned into a monster dominated by the desire for destruction. He slammed into the closed window frantically, losing all humanity.
The "red paint" that flowed from the painter's arm wound slipped to the ground. When No. 4 hit the oil painting window, the painter turned his back to the oil painting and blocked the window.
Then a very strange scene happened. The window oil painting began to dissolve, as if it slowly got into the painter's back.
The silent painter kept staring at Han Fei during the process of merging with the window painting.
Now is a very critical moment for him. If Han Fei intervenes, it may have very serious consequences for him.
A full ten seconds passed, and Han Fei was still standing beside him. He had no plans to take action. The painter also completed the final step of fusion.
The roar of a number four came from the number "4" wound on his arm, and the clothes on his back were completely shattered, revealing a window painted on the back of Crazy monster.
Every time the monster struggles, the painter's soul will shatter, but he will soon be repaired again. It feels like he treats his body as a painting. Whenever there is a defect in the picture, he will promptly Make up for it with everything you have.
"He still hasn't told me something! Why is the ultimate reward of Paradise being someone else reborn on my body? Is that person reborn Fu Sheng? Or Fu Tian, the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical who passed away?"
Han Fei had done Fu Sheng's shrine succession task. He clearly knew that both Fu Sheng and Fu Tian were extremely rare geniuses. To some extent, his younger brother Fu Tian was definitely no worse than his elder brother Fu Sheng.
The painter gave Han Fei a deep look. His eyes were sunken. He didn't say anything to Han Fei and walked out of the house.
The walls he passed by began to fade, and all the paintings returned to normal, lifeless and shabby.
The siren outside was getting closer and closer, and when Han Fei chased him out of the room, the painter had disappeared.
"Number Four, self-destructive personality, failure product, died on his eighteenth birthday, how much does this guy know?"
The siren is getting closer and closer, and occasionally a few strong lights will penetrate the darkness and shine down.
"Has the crew come in?" Han Fei looked around, then walked towards Li Huang, who was curled up in the corner. He crouched in front of Li Huang and looked into Li Huang's eyes: "Can you still get up? With Arlene, I'll go and carry Wu Li up."
"Han, Han Fei, what were those just now?"
"You must be hallucinating, I saw you yelling at me as soon as I came in."
"Impossible, impossible!" Li Huang shook her head again and again, she grabbed the wall, her fingernails clasped the oil paintings on the wall: "These paintings are all alive! I saw those children walk out of the oil paintings with my own eyes."
"This is the latest visual deception technology. You are just too nervous. I suggest you go to relax tonight and play those more casual games." Han Fei spoke at a leisurely pace, with A special melody: "Have you played The Perfect Life?"
Li Huang's state slowly recovered, she nodded: "I play occasionally, I am a pure casual player."
"I'm also a casual player, can you tell me your game ID and your birthday, we can play together tonight." Han Fei got up and extended his hand to Li Huang.
It's normal to ask for the game ID, but when you ask for the game ID, you also need to ask for your birthday.
Li Huang was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, but he told Han Fei all the information directly. After all, Han Fei just saved her life.
He picked up Li Huang, and Han Fei carried Wu Li behind him. He took out the security guard's mobile phone to illuminate it, and walked all the way up.
After he came to the second basement, the live room returned to normal, and they were all caught on camera again.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw that Han Fei was covered in blood and rescued the other actors, the live broadcast room seemed to be as lively as the Chinese New Year.
In stark contrast to Han Fei's side, the two live broadcast rooms for Bai Cha and Xiao Chen are locked.
Idol actor Xiao Chen was pinned under a cabinet on the second floor, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.
Bai Cha abandoned everyone and hid alone in the toilet on the second basement floor. His face was pale, and he piled various things behind the door.
In the beginning, everyone looked down on Bai Cha's behavior of abandoning his teammates to escape alone. According to the barrage, he was able to escape because he treated his teammates as victims, and let his teammates attract the attention of monsters, and then escaped alone.
Many barrages are scolding him, but some fans of Baicha are refuting it. When people encounter danger, they will inevitably take some extreme actions.
But after Han Fei rescued people, the retorts from those fans almost disappeared.
People are the same as people, their hearts are made of flesh, and their blood is hot; but people are also different. Some people are still willing to stand up when faced with danger.
What Han Fei does is not to encourage everyone to act bravely, but to think from the most basic point of view. If the audience is chased by a murderer, then they would like someone like Han Fei to be a teammate, or someone like Bai Cha to be a teammate. teammate?
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has reached a peak, and Han Fei's own popularity and popularity have also increased again. He is gradually moving towards the ranks of second-tier actors.
Bai Cha and Han Fei were once rivals, but after this night's live broadcast, I'm afraid no one will think that white tea matches and Han Fei will be compared together.
The staff has intervened. Now Bai Cha and Han Fei's live broadcast rooms are completely different. The funny thing is that Bai Cha still doesn't know it's a live broadcast, and still thinks it's a filming.
He tried very hard to block the toilet and mop behind the door, with tears on his face and all kinds of unpleasant words in his mouth.
At this time, Bai Cha's live broadcast was more like flogging himself repeatedly. After the rescuers passed by, he would probably faint directly after knowing the truth.
The strong flashlight penetrated the darkness, and when Han Fei and the staff met, all live broadcasts were interrupted.
The show was only halfway through, and the live broadcast room was all gone. Tang Yi also broke another record.
The sound of messy footsteps sounded, and the flashlight shone on Han Fei. The medical staff rushed directly with various portable medical equipment and began to examine the bodies of several actors on the spot.
Other staff went to other parts of the building to rescue Bai Cha and Xiao Chen.
Han Fei, who was covered in "red paint", looked the most seriously injured, but in fact he was not injured at all. Even the doctor was surprised by his good physical condition.
"Han Fei! Are you alright!" Tang Yi and Director Jia Jia ran from the entrance. They were completely different from the first time they met Han Fei. They ran in big strides with worried expressions. What is the same as national protected animals.
"I'm fine, you should take care of other people." Han Fei was thinking about what Number Four said, but Tang Yi grabbed Han Fei's hand.
"Han Fei, can you take a step to speak?" Tang Yi's hands were cold, his forehead was full of sweat, and his heart was beating very fast. He was always known for his boldness, but this time he was really frightened.
Without waiting for Han Fei to reply, Tang Yi quietly dragged Han Fei behind the crowd. He also held Han Fei's hand with his other hand, and there was a note with a number hidden in his palm: "This It's the account password, I have prepared the money for you, you must not say anything about what happened on the show this time!"
"Can't say it?"
"No matter who asks, you insist that everything is a script!" Tang Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Brother, I played too much this time, and I was almost banned in the middle of the live broadcast. , but there are two forces that I can't afford to offend at all. One party wants to immediately stop the live broadcast, but the other party uses various relationships to block it, it seems to want more people to see the scene in the plastic surgery hospital. "
"This plastic surgery hospital was built by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. It should be Yongsheng Pharmaceutical who wants to stop the live broadcast. Who will be the other party? Deep Space Technology and Yongsheng Pharmaceutical cooperated to develop "Perfect Life". With his own ally, who else would dare to fight against a behemoth like Eternal Life Pharma?" Han Fei looked at Tang Yi, but Tang Yi shook his head.
"I don't dare to say it, so don't ask." Tang Yi held Han Fei's hand and didn't let go: "Brother~IndoMTL.com~ When I get through this disaster, I will definitely repay you in the future! Without your help this time, maybe something big will happen!"
"You mean the short security guard got out of control and wanted to kill Bai Cha during the live broadcast?"
"This is just one of them, don't ask about the others." Tang Yi's voice was trembling, and it could be seen that he was really frightened this time.
However, as an old fritters, Tang Yi only dared to show his panic in front of Han Fei. In front of the staff and reporters, he would regain his confident demeanor, as if everything was really a script.
"This Tang Yi seems to know some inside information. When he is free, I want to ask him if he plays "Perfect Life"?" Han Fei was the first to walk out of the plastic surgery hospital, and several police cars were parked outside the building. Xinhu police attaches great importance to his safety, and it is entirely the feeling of caring for key suspects.
Accompanied by a police officer, Han Fei washed off the "red paint", then changed his clothes and got his mobile phone back.
"It's just after nine o'clock." Han Fei turned his head and glanced at the plastic surgery hospital shrouded in darkness. He got a very important clue today, and he couldn't wait to enter the deep world.
"The show is over, no one will notice if I leave work early, right?"