My Iyashikei Game Chapter 647: A game for 2 managers
Chapter 648 A Game of Two Managers
The killings committed by the black knife are very serious. Every time it kills a person or a ghost, its blade will become sharper, and the killing intent and death energy contained in the knife will become heavier.
But it was such a murderous knife that even the ghosts would avoid, but when it touched Han Fei's finger, an amazing change happened.
A roar resounded through the **** night in the handle of the knife, and the sound made everyone's soul tremble.
The black blade landed on Han Fei's finger, and the black mist was like a beast bound by chains. It was only a millimeter away from crushing Han Fei's finger and the heart, but it just couldn't continue down.
Neither F, who was holding the knife, nor Han Fei, who was protecting his heart, expected such a scene to happen. When they looked up, they only saw the white mask on each other's cheeks.
F has never encountered such a situation, he can feel the knife in his hand resisting himself!
There was a murderous intent in his heart. This knife was the only thing he could rely on to kill ghosts. Anyone who wanted to touch this knife could not keep it.
The evil spirit emitted by the black knife cut through Han Fei's skin, and bright red blood slipped from Han Fei's fingertips and flowed along the blade to the handle.
"Many people in that knife are calling my name, they want to get close to me!"
The blood drop looked like a key, but before it touched the handle, F swung his arm and put away the black knife. Han Fei didn't see whether the drop of blood landed on the handle or not.
Actually, when F drew the knife just now, he didn't intend to kill Han Fei with him. If his immediate target was Han Fei, then he would have no time to withdraw the knife at this time, and the drop of blood would definitely fall to the hilt.
"Give me your heart!" F's voice was still calm, but it seemed to be the last trace of restraint before the storm, and his hand holding the black knife was slowly exerting force.
"You didn't save people, I ran in to save people. I saved you, but you want to kill me?" After Han Fei took the heart out of the monster's chest, the monster called happiness changed its behavior. The speed was getting slower and slower, and black and purple blood vessels began to emerge on the surface of the body, and it seemed that they might explode at any time.
"You were chased by a ghost, we helped you get out of trouble, that heart, we are half of each other." F did not give in, and confronted Han Fei **** for tat.
“If a person’s heart is cut in half, can that person still live?”
Happy heart beats in Han Fei's arms, like a piece of red amber, and all the prayers and names solidified in it are the simplest desires and memories of No. 11.
The clown gave Han Fei a hint and didn't interfere with Han Fei to do anything. He seemed very relieved of Han Fei.
That's right, he seemed willing to put his heart of keeping happiness on Han Fei.
Happy's huge body was besieged by players, and the sea of flowers was trampled, revealing a thick root that resembled some kind of plant.
The monster called happiness grew up on this building and merged with the building representing childhood life.
"I repeat, give me your heart."
"His heart is exposed, and anyone can easily take it out. He reveals his heart without a bottom line, and he just wants to be treated equally. If you can think about it from his perspective, maybe you will get Give a different answer." Han Feihu's heart in his chest was beating continuously, and the beating frequency gradually overlapped with his own heartbeat, and then something happened that he didn't expect.
The names and prayers on the happy heart are disappearing, and the giant monster on the roof seems to be shining again, with blood vessels all over the body protruding, and the final madness begins.
With the sound of continuous explosions, cracks slowly appeared on the heart in Han Fei's hand and the giant monster's body. Without F to destroy it, the heart shattered into powder in Han Fei's arms.
The heartbeat in his chest became stronger, and the words originally engraved on the happy heart seemed to be printed on Han Fei's own heart. This seemed to be the real gift that the clown gave Han Fei.
The huge body of the giant collapsed to the ground, and Han Fei stood in front of F, one with empty hands and the other with a black knife.
It seemed that F had the upper hand, but both of them knew in their hearts that the black knife seemed unable to kill Han Fei.
If F uses that knife to attack Han Fei, it's not certain who will kill who in the end.
"You did it!" Qianye rescued the sentinel and ran over excitedly to check it out. He never expected that Han Fei and F could kill such a terrifying monster: "This thing is a 'ghost', right? Look!" Look at the invitation letter, have your points increased?"
"F!" Achong with twisted wrist crawled out from the dissipating body of the giant monster, and he rushed towards F angrily, who was almost killed by F just now.
Seeing Ah Chong approaching, F picked up the black knife silently, and most of the anger on Ah Chong's face dissipated immediately.
"Facts have proved that my choice is not wrong. Trust me, all of us can survive." F's voice is still calm.
"Everyone can live? How did the short hair die? Is his death also in the future you see? Didn't you say that as long as we follow your plan, no one will die Is it?" Ah Chong escaped by chance, and now his trust in F has dropped to the lowest point.
"Shorthair's death..." F and Han Fei looked at the player's corpse at the same time, F frowned, but Han Fei seemed to gradually understand why the clown wanted to kill a person.
"In the future I saw, Shorthair didn't die, and he didn't exist in the future I saw." F pointed to Han Fei: "The fate of the future has changed, and there is one less People, there is another person."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You blame us for the death of your own people?" Li Guoer was the only one on the scene who spoke for Han Fei: "Foreseeing the future? Do you believe in such nonsense?"
Li Guoer didn't believe it at all, but what she didn't expect was that those players seemed to acquiesce to what F said.
"No way? Do you really think his ability is to predict the future?" Li Guoer didn't know what to say, and she walked towards a corner speechlessly: "If he really has such a terrifying ability, Ability, I’m afraid I’ve already accumulated enough 100 points, and I’m still using it to lead you to explore here?”
"I know it's hard for you to understand, but his ability is indeed to see part of the future, foresee most dangers, and take countermeasures in advance." Both Qianye and the bald prisoner said: "This ability of F helps us After going through many difficulties and avoiding countless dangers, all of us can sacrifice, but he can't, he must leave here alive."
These players seem to have been brainwashed, as if as long as F can successfully leave, everyone can be rescued.
Li Guoer couldn't understand what those people were thinking. Before the two sides turned their faces, she quietly picked up the sharp knife Han Fei threw and returned it to Han Fei.
Gripping the knife called Companion again, Han Fei's heartbeat started to speed up after holding the handle of the knife, and the twenty-two names seemed to change at any time.
“Number Eleven is a child who has been abandoned and raised eleven times. If someone can pass through the twenty-two arms and save him from his adoptive parents, then he will find true happiness. , Now he should have found it." Han Fei heard the clown talk about the past, and he seemed to help the clown make up for a certain regret, which is one of the reasons why the clown was willing to trade with Han Fei.
The troll is dead, and without a common enemy, different interests will split.
Needless to say F, some players have already surrounded them.
"I want to join you with sincerity, and I have provided you with such important clues. Is this how you repay?" Li Guoer's voice became colder, and she put her hand into her pocket.
"We killed such a terrifying monster, but my points haven't increased at all." After F finished speaking, Qianye also started to check, and the points on their invitation letters didn't change.
"You want to kill us just because of this?" Li Guoer didn't panic at all: "Today you kill us for this reason, and you will kill other people around you for the same reason in the future."
"F, let him go." Ah Chong held back his fear and spoke for Han Fei again. He always felt that Han Fei was very familiar, probably because Han Fei's arms were covered with scars. For the sake of fellow-men.
"There is really no need to do anything. Our goal is to gather all our strength and find a way to kill the owner of the Paradise Game while accumulating 100 points." Qianye didn't want to conflict with Han Fei either. In order to attract more game participants, everyone joined forces to fight against the game organizer.
Those surrounding players saw Qianye speaking, and started to back away.
Li Guoer didn't dare to stop any longer. She grabbed Han Fei and ran towards the entrance. She was worried that he would repent.
F didn't say a word during the whole process, his eyes were fixed on Han Fei's figure, and the murderous intent in his heart became more and more intense.
"I don't see him in the future. For me, the safest solution is to kill him." F flipped his fingers, and a black invitation letter appeared in his palm. In the dark red Bloody Night, when it was adjusted to a certain angle, a number appeared on the invitation - 16.
In the case of failing to catch the ghost, this number represents sixteen human lives.
"Has the game started yet?"
Time passed by, getting closer and closer to zero, and changes began to occur in several other apartment buildings.
"Let's go too, this place will never leave after midnight."
F and other players followed behind, while Li Guoer and Han Fei rushed forward.
Li Guoer, who left from the top floor, ran very fast, as if seeing his own house on fire, dragged Han Fei and rushed downstairs.
"It's still a while before zero, don't worry."
"Just follow me."
Li Guoer didn't look back, she and Han Fei ran out of Building 11 and walked to the passage between Building 1 and Building 10.
"I want to go to Building No. 1 to have a look. The happiness of No. 11 is hidden in Building No. 11, and my happiness may be hidden in Building No. 1." Han Fei was about to walk into the corridor with his bag on his back. The frightened Li Guoer screamed together with the ugly cat in the bag.
"There will be opportunities in the future! It will be midnight soon! All ghosts will go crazy, so don't mess around at this time!" Li Guoer dragged Han Fei into the passage.
"You can only leave with an item in the building, and as long as you take the item out, you will be chased by a certain 'ghost'. This is an unsolvable situation, but it seems to be the only way to leave .” Li Guoer grabbed Han Fei’s clothes and told him to walk forward with a knife.
"You may be disturbed by various sounds later, and you may see other ghosts. This path seems very short, but it is very difficult to leave..."
Before Li Guoer finished speaking, Han Fei was about to walk out with her.
After obtaining a happy heart, Han Fei seemed to have some kind of connection with this **** night-shrouded community. He was like a member of this place, and he left without any hindrance.
Take a step forward, the night falls, the night sky turns into a normal color, the cold wind blows on the cheeks, and the street lamp next to it casts pale light.
"Come out?" Li Guoer grabbed Han Fei's coat and stood there for a while: "Could we have fallen into another illusion?"
"Probably not, that clown seems to know me." Han Fei said blankly.
"I also think he knows you." Li Guoer didn't refute this time: "It seems that all the points I got from killing that giant monster just now were counted on me."
Leaving quickly, Li Guoer took out the invitation letter while escaping with Han Fei: "After the death of the biggest monster, I directly got eleven points, and now I have a full sixteen points! Do you know what this concept is? A madman with sixteen lives in his hands!"
"Simply killing that monster shouldn't be able to get eleven points at once. The points you get should be related to the active dissipation of the clown ghost. He said that he wanted to shatter his childhood memories. He should have killed his own body. The points are counted on you." Han Fei lost his memory, but his basic analytical skills were still there.
"Eleven points, if those people know, they will probably go crazy." Li Guoer was in a good mood, and even looked at Han Fei more pleasingly.
"We can't rely on them anymore. We have to accumulate points by ourselves and try to pass all the games as soon as possible." Han Fei didn't know what would happen after accumulating 100 points. Not him, but Li Guoer.
Looking at the woman beside him, Han Fei had a very strange feeling in his heart, as if this woman was arranged by him on purpose.
"It's too difficult to get 100 points~IndoMTL.com~ But with your help, I'm still very confident." Li Guoer put away the invitation letter, with a sweet smile on her face that was tinged with danger.
"I will do my best to help you." Han Fei replied decisively.
"Why are you helping me like this? We have only known each other for less than two days, and you have been imprisoned in the basement for a whole day." Li Guoer stretched his body and looked directly into Han Fei's eyes: "Could it be Do you really like being imprisoned and tortured? Don’t you have persecutory delusions, are you Stockholm Syndrome?”
"I don't know." Han Fei shook his head.
"You are really the most honest man I have ever seen, pure as a piece of white paper." Li Guoer seemed to have remembered some unhappy things, so she did not continue this topic: "What are your plans next?"
"Go back to Perfect Life B&B and find another leader among them." Han Fei said calmly.
Li Guoer was a little puzzled: "We have already fallen out with them, what's the point of going now?"
"The villain will sue first." F's figure flashed in Han Fei's dull eyes: "The game between me and him seems to have begun."
(end of this chapter)