My Iyashikei Game Chapter 655: Instinct!


  Chapter 656 Instinct!

  Maniacal laughter rang in Han Fei's ears, plucking the strings of his soul, and a vortex of memory appeared in his blank mind. In the depths of the ocean that preserved the past, it seemed that something very important was missing.

  "This paradise employee seems to be controlled by some kind of force, and the wild laughter is like some kind of toxin that controls the nerves, eroding his own consciousness and turning him into what he is now."

  It took only a few seconds from the time the staff appeared to when he collided with the boy's body. Both sides had no reservations, and they were in the most hysterical state.

  The blood mist and the black mist of resentment collided together, and the invisible depressive atmosphere in the car was washed away, the windows were full of cracks, and the car body became more dilapidated.

  It was just a collision, and the entire body of the park staff's skin was like burnt porcelain, with a large number of black cracks, and his body was bent backward at nearly ninety degrees.

  The upside-down human face was hanging on the back. The staff member saw Han Fei from this angle. The smile on his face became more cruel, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, as if he had discovered something. The murderer who has been tracked down for a long time.

   "I'm here to live for you?" Han Fei understood the lips of the park staff. He looked at the other's horrified smiling face, and the feeling of familiarity in his mind became stronger.

  "F, laughter, me, the three of us seem to be fighting for the same thing."

   "Boom!"

  The collision sounded again, and the boy’s body fell to the staff of the park. His hands, which had completely merged with the black mist, hugged the staff’s waist. cut him down.

  Han Fei himself felt pain watching that scene, but the smile on the staff's face grew brighter, as if the more painful he was, the happier he was.

  "Kill me, kill me!"

  Looking up and roaring upwards, the staff member's mouth was about to be torn apart. His expression was extremely ferocious, as if he was experiencing the most desperate thing in his life.

   Being torn to pieces by the evil spirits was definitely scary, but soon Han Fei discovered that the source of the staff member's pain was not the boy's body, but something else!

  The face of the staff member was torn apart bit by bit, the flesh was detached, and the teeth kept receding. He laughed and burst into tears, and used everything in his life to show this last crazy smile.

  The boy's corpse seemed to have sensed something, and he raised his scorched face in doubt, and looked at the staff's chest.

  The beating sound of the heart kept getting louder, and it gradually began to swell. Another chilling laughter sounded in the car, and that laughter happened to come from the staff's expanding heart.

  The chest cavity begins to deform, the ribs break, and something moves upwards in the staff's chest.

  The boy's body was staring at the staff, and the aura and death in the entire bus were drawn by some kind of force and converged towards the staff's face.

  The forward bus stopped abruptly, and all the dead souls trembled in fright.

  When the death intent was at its strongest, an arm stretched out from the staff member's body, directly piercing through the black mist of resentment, and piercing through the boy's chest!

  No one knows who that arm belongs to, and no one knows why he appeared amidst the wild laughter. It seems that all the people affected by the wild laughter are puppets controlled by him. He can influence those people at will and subvert the entire city.

  "Chaos is heaven!"

  The staff member's mouth could no longer be closed. He was crying and laughing wildly, telling hysterical words.

  The boy’s corpse looked at his body in disbelief. The black mist of resentment could not stop the arm, and the skin covered with spells was like a white paper in front of it. That arm defied everything and penetrated everything. rule.

  The beating heart in his chest was held by that hand. Before the boy's body even understood what happened, he heard a sound like a bubble bursting from his body.

   Very low, very special, he only heard it once.

  Looking down, the boy's heart, which was half alive and half rotten, was directly crushed by five fingers.

  The foul-smelling black blood mixed with the scorched dead skin, and the black mist of resentment dissipated, and the staff member of the park died completely at this moment.

  When the park staff lost their vitality and stopped laughing wildly, the arm protruding from his body retreated back to his body and disappeared.

  This astonishing change was beyond everyone's expectations, and Han Fei wanted to stay, but saving his life was the most important thing now.

  "The staff of the park should be just the puppets of the laughter. The real owner of the laughter is a lunatic who doesn't follow the rules at all. This chaotic and crazy city is simply a stage prepared for him alone."

  Unscrupulous, like a devil, weird, crazy, and mysterious, the maniac laughter aroused Han Fei's high vigilance. Compared with F, the owner of this laughter may be the biggest trouble.

  "The terminal of this bus seems to be a paradise. Is that staff member responsible for escorting these dead souls? Why does he send the bus full of dead people to the paradise of the living? Is the paradise really a paradise? Is it prepared for living people? Laughter wants to sneak into the paradise through this car?"

  Han Fei's face under the mask slowly twisted, trying to control his facial muscles to reveal a smile, but he found that he couldn't do it at all. He seemed to have lost the ability to smile forever.

   "We have to go!" Han Fei sneaked a glance at the park staff and the boy's body. He grabbed the companion in his sleeve and put it on the neck of the student next to him: "Change your position."

  While threatening the male student, Han Fei gestured to Li Guoer, who had been paying attention to him in the taxi, that he was about to jump out of the car.

  The heart of the boy's corpse was crushed, but it didn't dissipate. If he stayed here, he would be watched by other passengers, so he had better stay away from these scapegoats.

  After receiving Han Fei's signal, Li Guoer immediately distanced himself from the bus, slowing down the speed of the bus, and asked Xiao Jia to hurry up and place the props used in the ceremony.

  Han Fei didn't hesitate anymore. While the boy's body was still venting to the park staff, he pushed open the window of the bus and jumped out.

   "Place items!"

   Shouting loudly, Han Fei slashed at the passenger trying to catch him with a knife, and escaped successfully.

   Seeing Han Fei leave, the boy's body went completely mad. He got into the car just to kill Han Fei. He didn't expect that Han Fei was fine now, but his heart was scratched to pieces.

  The boy's body, whose body was gradually weakening, screamed with blood and tears. Regardless of the wound on his chest, he smashed the window glass of the car, and chased Han Fei screamingly with his scorched face full of glass residues. !

  The kid was really mad with anger. He had just woken up from the darkness when he met the **** he wanted to kill no matter what.

  That kind of hatred keeps accumulating, and the resentment in its body burns like a raging fire.

  "Get out of the car!"

  Hurry up and set up the ritual supplies, Xiao Jia and Li Guoer got out of the car together, while Han Fei stared at the open door of the taxi.

  He couldn't get rid of the boy's body. If he didn't want to be chased by the other party, he could only find a way to kill him.

  If you want to trick the boy into a taxi, someone has to act as a bait. At this moment, Han Fei didn't hesitate at all, he knew that this was what he had to do.

  Really close to death, Han Fei found that his inner emotions were different from before. His soul was singing, his instincts were awakened, and his whole body was even trembling with excitement!

  "It turns out that being afraid to a certain extent can also fascinate people. I seem to be used to dancing on the edge of death, leaping into the abyss, and living toward death!"

  Getting into the car door, Han Fei had already memorized the location of all the ritual items. When he grabbed the door on the other side, the boy's body rushed into the car.

  The black mist of resentment was suffocating, and the charred body was right in front of Han Fei's face. The black blood dripping from the boy's eye sockets and mouth fell on Han Fei's white mask.

  So close to resentment, being crushed by something extremely terrifying, fate seems to have raised the guillotine.

  Ordinary people may have given up at this point, and there is no way to struggle. They simply cannot face such despair, so they might as well close their eyes.

  There was blood in the pupils, and Han Fei's eyes hidden under the white mask were so calm at this moment that he hardly looked like a person.

  He touched the hand of the mirror, swung it upwards, and turned the mirror to the boy's face. The other hand holding the knife directly reached into the wound on the boy's chest, and pierced the boy's neck with his companion.

  The child's cry sounded in the ordinary mirror, and the boy's body was also affected. When it was about to get out of control, Han Fei put the mirror in the last vacant position.

  Human faces appeared on the roof of the car without a sound, and then Han Fei clenched his companion tightly, suppressed the resentment with his body, and pressed the dead body of the boy who had lost his heart and was severely injured in front of the mirror.

  Monsters with completely distorted bones, scorched skin and spilled black blood, all these things that ordinary people fear, could not stop Han Fei.

  At the moment when he was closest to death, Han Fei did something that no one else could do. His choice was crazy but rational.

   "Han Fei! Come out!" Li Guoer and Xiao Jia shouted anxiously, but Han Fei turned a deaf ear to him. Wearing a white smiling face mask, he was like a weeping **** of death, pouring his despair and pain into a sharp knife, going crazy Pierce the freshly grown skin of that corpse!

  He does not have the talent of F and a large number of helpers, nor does he have the weird ability of laughing wildly and powerful skills.

  He has nothing, even his memory has been lost, but he knows that he is the real Han Fei!

  Unique, implement everything in the instinct, do your best to live!

  The eight ritual objects were placed in place, and the human face on the roof stretched out its arms to help Han Fei hold the corpse.

  The cry in the mirror was more intense, a poor lonely boy appeared in the mirror, his face was not burned, he was afraid of things around him, he was afraid of the dark, afraid of loneliness, he was locked in the mirror , crying tears streaming down my face.

  Under the influence of the boy in the mirror, the corpse struggled less violently, and the black blood dripping from it began to pour into the spell on the taxi.

  With his super memory, Han Fei perfectly engraved most of the spells. Now that the black blood is pouring in, all the spells seem to have life, like tiny blood vessels rooted into the taxi.

  There were murmurs and laughter, the faces on the roof of the car became clearer, the arms were almost solid, and they were taking back what the boy's body had absorbed from the nine victims.

  The seriously injured corpse also wanted to struggle during this period, but it was suppressed by Han Fei.

  The boy's cries and screams were mixed together, and cracks began to appear on the originally intact mirror. As the cracks continued to increase, the boy's cries became more and more desperate.

  Until the black blood was about to drain, the mirror with the boy's birthday on it suddenly shattered, and a young boy was caught in the hands of the dead.

  Anger, resentment, hatred, all negative emotions were vented towards the boy, but at this moment, Han Fei put his "companion" between them.

  "It was his father who killed you, and he was just a child who was burned to death in a fire. He has a wrongdoer and a debtor. Don't be led by anger into evil spirits. We should kill the real murderer."

  Facing someone who should be killed, Han Fei would not hesitate for a second, but he would never refuse to save someone who could be redeemed.

  A soft-hearted person cannot survive here, but if he does not have his own principles, he will become a butcher who only knows how to kill.

  Although Han Fei had tried his best to stop him, those who died in vain still tore open the boy's soul, leaving him on the verge of losing his mind all the time.

  After the boy was severely injured, the last drop of black blood in the corpse was absorbed by the spell, and the scorched corpse was finally shattered in the black mist together with the mirror, turning into the power of the nine dead in vain.

Embers all over the ground, blood all over his body, Han Fei sat in the car covered with blood curses, and took back the sharp knife called companionship.

  Li Guoer and Xiao Jia outside the car were stunned. Their original plan was to introduce the corpse into the car~IndoMTL.com~ After Han Fei escaped, close the door and let the ghosts in the taxi deal with it The boy's corpse, but now Han Fei **** him directly!

  "It's too fierce, isn't he afraid? That's a 'ghost'!"

  The two companions just now woke up from the shock. They ran to Han Fei, checked Han Fei's body, and looked at the taxi that seemed to have changed.

  Absorbed the resentment of the boy’s corpse, the car became even more frightening. There would be faint voices of people’s conversations, cries and pleas for help. The car will travel to another world.

  "Han Fei, are you okay?" Li Guoer walked slowly to Han Fei's side. She witnessed the whole process and clearly saw Han Fei's appearance when he was fighting just now. completely different.

  "I'm fine." Han Fei turned his head, his gaze made Li Guoer uneasy: "After I destroyed the boy's body, that cold voice sounded in my mind again."

  "What sound?"

   "I can't hear clearly, but now I can at least make one thing clear." Han Fei took off his mask and looked at himself on the window glass: "No matter how many things I have forgotten, Han Fei will always only have one, then It's me."

  (end of this chapter)


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