My Iyashikei Game Chapter 763: Promotion

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light."

The priest holds the cross and stands by the garbage dump in the back alley of Dolphin Cove as he examines the body of a homeless man.

"The limbs were broken, the bone fragments were pierced into the flesh, the perpetrator knew how to make him feel the pain as much as possible, and also ensure that he would not be killed, what kind of work does that guy want to complete In the past, there were people who would attack their companions, but a guy with a clear goal and a strong means like him is really rare." The cross in the pastor's hand was sharpened, his left hand gently pressed the homeless eyes, and his right But he raised the cross well, as if he was about to pierce the opponent's mouth.

"Hello" A deep voice suddenly sounded in the darkness at the end of the alley. The priest felt as if he saw a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. His back muscles instantly tightened and he stood facing the back alley.

"Why are there vultures that **** other people's prey?" Han Fei walked out of the shadows. He beat the homeless person to death and was about to leave, but he felt that a passerby behaved strangely.

In fact, it's not too strange. The pastor only appeared in the crowd on the street when Han Fei entered the Dolphin Bay. After Han Fei dragged the homeless person into the back alley, he "happened" to be far away. place to go.

Appearing around Han Fei twice in a row, it is very likely that someone else will not realize there is a problem, but Han Fei is too keen.

He pretended to leave, using the homeless as a bait, and the priest really fell for it.

"Are you also here to participate in the art exhibition?" Han Fei felt that he had said enough, and he was going to start immediately after the priest nodded.

"I am in charge of recording and observing, and summarizing your creative process for the judges." The pastor slowly put away the cross: "You can treat me as an outsider."

"Outsiders won't attack other people's prey. If you want to destroy my work, then become part of my work." Han Fei walked forward as he spoke. When the priest reacted, Han Fei had already narrowed the distance between the two.

"I'm an official senior member of the death group chat, you can't do anything to me."

"I've already joined the death group chat, you still talk to me about the rules?" Out of respect for the senior members, Han Fei took out the swing stick and swiped it hard: "It seems that your daily prayer is also useful, your faith God let you meet me, and I will wake you up."

The letter Han Fei received did not say that he could not take action against anyone. The entire Dolphin Bay was the stage for the "Death Art Exhibition", and Han Fei was not prepared to let anyone who entered the town.

The pastor never expected to meet a "competitor" like Han Fei. He hurriedly picked up the cross to resist, but he underestimated the power of Han Fei.

Two consecutive crisp sounds echoed in the back alley, the first being the interruption of the cross, and the second being from inside his arm.

"Listen to the sound, you have a little osteoporosis."

Han Fei treated them equally, and did not soften his hand just because the other party was a "staff". A few minutes later, the "corpses" on the garbage pile turned into two.

"There may be unspeakable existences in the black rain area. I have never played against the real unspeakable until now, and I don't know the power of the unspeakable and the impact they can have on reality."

"For the time being, I will consider it from the worst point of view. Those core members may be able to get some small gifts from the deep world, like the woman wearing the mask of death, which can block my blade, so I can't be careless. ."

When the night was at its most intense, Han Fei's hunting continued.

Wearing a terrifying clown mask, he roamed the darkness like a ghost, not to mention a normal person, even the other members of the death group chat were a little scared to meet him.

The kerosene lamp lights up at the pier, and the ugly-looking Deep Sea crouches on a fishing boat, a father and daughter trapped in a huge fishing net next to him.

"I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Last time my work was too cliché. Pure cruelty and gore are not the criteria for judging, but the understanding of death."

The fish-killing knife fell fiercely, and the deep sea peeled off a live fish and cut it into pieces. It didn't dislike the fishy smell, and it was directly put into the mouth and chewed.

"It's almost dawn and a decision has to be made."

Smashing the head of the fish, Shen Hai took the knife and walked to the front of the fishing net, he squatted next to the cheeks of the father and daughter: "I could kill both of you, but now I want to give you a chance to live. "

"Let go of my daughter, she is still young, you can let me do anything!" The fisherman's father begged the monster in front of him, and his daughter was already scared to tears.

"Did I ask you to speak?" Shen Hai stretched the fish-killing knife to the fisherman's eyes: "If your daughter kills you with her own hands, I can let her live alone, and vice versa, I'm looking forward to you too. The look on his face when he killed his own daughter."

The face is hideous, the deep sea mouth is split open, revealing crooked teeth: "This is my last mercy."

He released one of the fisherman's arms, pulled the fisherman's daughter's upper body out of the net, and gave them a knife to descale the fish.

"Kill the other party, and the other one will live, otherwise you will all die." Deep Sea's white eyes stared at the father and daughter. I've been waiting too long!"

None of the father and daughter did anything, the girl was crying all the time, the knife could not be held steady, and the father had no idea of ​​killing at all, he would rather die by himself.

"I'll give you another ten seconds." Shen Hai rubbed the deck with a fish-killing knife and started the countdown. The father and daughter became more and more painful and tormented.

"10, 9, 8"

The sound of the deep sea seemed to be an urging note. The fisherman finally made a decision. He used his eyes to signal the girl to escape by himself, and he was going to fight the deep sea.

The father and daughter were bound by the fishing net. If the fishermen wanted to let their daughter escape, they had to first pull the daughter's legs out of the fishing net.

“7,6”

He shouted and pretended to swing a knife at his daughter, when in fact he wanted to use a knife to cut the fishing net on her daughter's leg.

Deep Sea looked at the struggling father and daughter, and the smile on his face became more and more excited. He didn't stop him, and stared at his daughter's pale face: "Your father has no defense at all now, kill him and you can live. "

The countdown is about to end, the fisherman has not cut all the fishing nets, but the deep sea has come to his back: "4, 3, 2"

When the deep sea was about to count to one, there was a sudden noise from the side of the boat, and five wet fingers grabbed the fishing boat.

Water droplets dripped, a clown mask appeared beside the fishing boat, wet black hair stuck to his face, Han Fei climbed out of the sea and came to the fishing boat.

"I searched all over the town but couldn't find you, so you hid here."

Soaked in the sea water to some pale skin, coupled with the cold and emotionless words, Han Fei at this time is very much like a water ghost who died unjustly in Dolphin Bay.

"Did you swim here?" Deep Sea felt an inexplicable fear. He didn't know why this madman wearing a clown mask would stare at him. As an old man who had attended several "offline parties", his reaction He was also extremely decisive, threw the fish-killing knife at Han Fei, and then jumped directly into the sea without frowning, without delaying even a second.

"Tsk."

Han Fei walked towards the place where the deep sea jumped off the boat, and by the way rescued the father and daughter from the fishing net.

"Thank you, thank you." The fishermen's father and daughter escaped from death, excited and scared, and they did not dare to get too close to Han Fei.

Standing on the bow of the ship, Han Feichao looked at the dark sea, and there was no trace of the deep sea.

"From today onwards, I will also do intensive training in swimming. The same mistake cannot be made twice."

It was almost dawn, and Han Fei had one last thing to do. He asked the fishermen to sail back to Dolphin Bay as soon as possible.

While resting on the boat, Han Fei bandaged the girl's wound by the way. When he got to the shore, he left without saying a word.

Along the dark street, Han Fei took out a plastic bag from his pocket, which contained several mobile phones, including the pastor's.

"According to the conversation records of these "staff", their base should be near here. “

Han Fei killed several "staff" in the process of looking for the deep sea, and through the various information they left, he determined the location of the old nest.

He kicked open the dilapidated door, and Han Fei walked down the rusted metal ladder.

This is a black shop that illegally slaughtered dolphins and rare fish. The owner of the shop should also be the person who spread the death in the group chat.

"The Dolphin Bay used to be a demonstration area for dolphin protection, but now they still buy dolphin meat, but the meat is not necessarily all dolphin meat."

Huming the song, Han Fei stepped on the smelly ground with a stick covered with bone scum and blood. He moved forward step by step, and finally pushed open the innermost door.

The offline party participants who arrived at Dolphin Bay at other times stayed indoors, some were sitting, some were lying down, some were panting, and some were cold.

"Why are you alone?" A man with a big beard and a strong smell of dead fish was a little surprised: "Where's the person who brought you here?"

"No one brought me here, I found it by myself." Han Fei took out the plastic bag, shook it a few times, and the phones fell to the ground.

Seeing those mobile phones, the expressions of several people in the room changed, and the bearded butcher became serious: "No one will lead you here, so how do you present the process of creating your works? Have you photographed your own works? ?"

"No." The stick in Han Fei's hand was dragged to the ground: "Because my work is not finished yet."

"What do you mean?"

"My new work is called "No One Survives", which means you all have to die." With hysterical laughter coming from the clown mask, Han Fei rushed into the final room with a throwing stick.

The tyrannical, cruel, desperate, death spread group chat people are the best at spreading it, but they don't think they'll feel it one day.

"I am fundamentally different from you, because I have felt the deepest fear and despair, so I will not let others experience such emotions casually. I know restraint and introspection, and I do well while killing. The consciousness of being killed."

Han Fei pinched the bearded neck and raised it high. He stood in the middle of the black shop, surrounded by dead group chat members whose hands and feet were interrupted.

Flicking his hand, he threw the big beard into the stinking pool. Han Fei took the mobile phones of all the "staff" in front of him, and he started the creative process of scoring and writing works by himself.

After all was written, he pressed the send button.

"If you want to become a core member, you need the consent of the other core members. Even if you kill us all, it will be useless." The bearded man was lying beside the pool, looking at the clown mask with fear in his eyes , he is the owner of a certain death diffusion group chat, and he has seen a lot of perverts, but no one has ever brought him such a cold sense of fear.

"It doesn't matter, I just received an invitation to the offline party, at least I had a good time tonight."

At the same time that Han Fei finished sending the information about his work, there were rapid footsteps in an abandoned building in the northern suburbs of New Shanghai.

The door with the five-fold combination lock was pushed open, and a man wearing a crow mask walked into the darkness.

"The **** of death was targeted by the police, should we kill her in advance?"

"I didn't come here today because of her. I received a special piece of work at Dolphin Bay. Maybe we have another chair here." The man in the crow mask sat at the table, light in the dark There was a dim light, and there were a few weirdos in masks sitting on both sides of the long table.

"What works would satisfy you?" A man wearing a guinea pig mask showed a hint of curiosity.

"Death Spread Group Chat is a monthly offline meeting of management, this time in Dolphin Bay. I personally selected twenty new managers to attend, one of them killed twenty-two people in one night, And all the kills were contestants."

"Twenty people compete, even if he kills himself, there are not enough twenty-two."

"Including the reviewer in charge of records, and the store manager of Dolphin Bay, all his works are graded by himself. After so many years, I have never seen such a crazy person." The crow mask male will come from different The "review" reports were put on the table, and they were all given full marks, and the wording was the same, obviously by the same person.

"I can understand killing all the competitors, but also killing the referee, isn't it a bit too perverted?"

"The core members have not been added for a long time. The more sick he is, the more he meets the requirements of that person~IndoMTL.com~ I think he is very suitable."

"He appeared too suddenly, this person is very unsafe, is it possible that he is from the police?" "Will the police kill 22 people in a row?"

"He wrote the report himself, maybe he didn't kill those people, he just controlled them."

The crow and the guinea pig had a dispute, and a woman wearing a queen mask raised her hand: "The new butterfly has appeared, we need more living people who are looking for death, I think he is quite suitable."

When they heard the word "Butterfly", they all looked to the other side of the long table. At the end of the table, there were two empty seats, and no one dared to sit.

"I also agreed to let him join. After all, it is rare to see such crazy, cruel and intelligent people, but the guinea pig's worry is also justified. I think we can give him a temporary core member status, and then we will slowly contact, etc. After you really get to know him, let him know our secrets." A young man wearing a pure white mask sat next to the seat of the man in the crow mask, who was just an adult listening to him.

"Then it's decided." There was a harsh laughter from under the crow mask, and he got up and walked out of the room.