My Healing Game Chapter 220

The blood-covered paper man stood on the ground staggeringly, exuding a thick and unknown aura.

The long-haired middle-aged man didn't take Han Fei to his heart until he saw the face of the paper man.

The demon face wrapped in blood reveals a kind of thrilling beauty, how can the paper man be so amazing?

A bone-to-heart chill poured into the body, and that face could not be familiar to long-haired middle-aged people.

That unique beauty symbolizes extreme cruelty and danger, and he doesn't even want to mention that terrifying name.

"What is your relationship with her?" Seeing the blood-colored paper man, the long-haired middle-aged man's voice has changed, and he has prepared for the worst.

"It's simply a neighbor relationship."

"Neighbor relationship?" A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the long-haired middle-aged man. There are indeed some fetters in the deep world, but they are basically cursed and forced to connect. Other relationships cannot even be between parents and children. Trust each other, now Han Fei is going to fight himself desperately for a neighbor.

In the eyes of the long-haired middle-aged man, Han Fei should just want to find an excuse to kill himself. He didn't believe that Han Fei was really for that woman.

In addition, he didn't think anyone in the world would be willing to help that crazy, overeating woman.

The clothes made of hair on the body exudes a pungent corpse smell, and the patterns on the faces began to twist, revealing an extremely painful expression.

Every hair on the middle-aged man seemed to be taken from the corpse, with a strong sense of death.

"It seems that you are really not going to answer."

The black giant python that had swallowed a large amount of yin air completely penetrated into the ghost lines, and the temperature of Han Fei's skin continued to drop, even condensing frost.

This is very painful for a living person, but there is no trace of uncomfortableness on Han Fei's face. There is only madness and a trace of worry on his twisted face.

"I will let you speak."

Not to mention that Han Fei now has neighbors to help, even if he is alone, he will try his best to tie the long-haired middle-aged man.

Han Fei is actually very simple sometimes. You have helped me before. If you are killed, I will definitely try my best to save you.

Xu Qin rescued him more than once when he first arrived in Xingfu Community, and Han Fei has not forgotten all his kindness.

Not to mention that Xu Qin later helped him control the blood-colored paper man. Han Fei still remembers the scene at that time. Xu Qin's dining knife pierced his palm and the paper man, so that his blood covered the paper man's body.

Only Level 10 Han Fei was able to control this incomplete F-level curse, all because of Xu Qin.

"Do it!"

Without warning, several cold auras rushed to the long-haired man at the same time, attacking from all directions, and the number was very large.

When Han Fei and the other party walked out of the dumpling restaurant, they were actually ready to do something. He released the ghost in the spirit altar in advance and hung in ambush all around.

The current Han Fei is no longer the original Xiaobai. He knows the rules of life in this city. If you want to know the truth, the safest way is to beat the opponent until he dare not lie.

From the very beginning, he never thought of a peaceful solution. After all, this involved Xu Qin, so he didn't dare to be careless. The negotiations just now only delayed time and allowed the neighbors to complete the encirclement.

The cry came into the ear, and the long-haired man couldn't determine the location of the sound. The enemy seemed likely to appear anywhere within ten meters.

The keen five senses were disturbed by the crying. Slowly, the long-haired man was only left with a miserable cry, and that voice could torture people crazy.

"you guys……"

The long-haired man didn't expect Han Fei to do it, and didn't care about other things at all.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, he lost the opportunity and instantly became passive.

Just coming out of the beast alley, the long-haired man himself is not in his peak state, and now he is being besieged together, and the situation is extremely unfavorable for him.

Catch the thief first, catch the king, instead of staring at everyone, it is better to kill one first.

Cold eyes looked at Han Fei. His clothes turned into thick black hair. The middle-aged man was rapidly aging, and all the yin in his body was poured into the black hair.

Seeing the middle-aged man rushing towards him, Han Fei did not panic. He had fought with Zhang Guanxing who was out of control to survive.

With previous experience, this time he became more composed.

In the entire deep world, Han Fei is regarded as an alien. He is the weakest person, the most fearless person, and the person who can subvert the cognition of most ghosts.

Without dodge or dodge, Han Fei assumed the most standard police fighting posture. The ghost lines on his body were squeezed into the skin, but he didn't seem to feel the pain.

After the middle-aged man entered within two meters of him, the tense muscles of his whole body instantly exploded with astonishing strength.

"Touch the secrets of the soul!"

A side whip leg swept directly on the waist of the long-haired middle-aged man, and its body protected by the black hair instantly sank into a large piece.

With his eyes protruding, the middle-aged man looked at his body inconceivably. He couldn't figure out why a person with a breath of life could beat his body composed of resentment and pain?

The emotions buried deep in the heart are being spied on, and the opponent's attack seems to be able to penetrate the protection of Yin Qi, and directly touch the secrets of the deepest soul?

The black hair on his body was wrapped around Han Fei's legs, but what he didn't expect was that the man in front of him seemed to be mad, he didn't care about his life or death at all, and he used his **** as a rope. He actually wanted to use a lock on the ghost. Technique.

In fact, Han Fei, who can quit the game, can avoid fatal injuries within a few tenths of a second. Han Fei, who doesn't care about death, is now in the strongest state.

If Han Fei meets a long-haired middle-aged man alone, he will certainly not head-on, but now with the help of neighbors, he only needs to trap each other and buy time for the neighbors.

Cries sounded in his ears. Before the long-haired middle-aged man found a chance to kill Han Fei, a paper man's face appeared in front of him.

Looking down, a blood-red paper man didn't know when he climbed on his chest. The paper man looked like the scariest woman in the beast alley.

The nightmare stepped on him, and the suffocating face was a symbol of bad luck and misfortune for the long-haired man.

"Why does this paper man also exude a curse?"

The woman itself is a curse aggregate, and what shocks the long-haired man is that the cursed breath exuding from the paper man is not lost to that woman.

"What the **** is going on? Why are there so many resentments and curses suddenly wanting to help that woman!"

This is unimaginable in the deep world. The long-haired man can't understand at all, are these ghosts crazy? Regardless of the reason, he would actually act for a terrifying and cruel curse aggregate.

It is normal to be selfish and indifferent here. How could he think that ghosts with completely different inner obsessions would all walk together because of one person and twisted into a rope.

The clothes made of black hair were pierced, and his consciousness became trance in the midst of crying. When he was about to use his abilities, his back was hammered.

A fat monster slammed on his back with an ominous aura. The place touched by the monster began to decay rapidly. In the smelly remnant soul, a black bug with the thickness of fingers was crawling.

Those things are called hard insects, and they will appear first before the catastrophe.

If you don't resist, there will be no chance. The long-haired man opened the blood-stained wooden box, and the head fell to the ground. He didn't even bother to pick it up at this time, and directly took out a pair of rusty scissors from the blood in the wooden box. .

The scissors looked rusty, and it seemed that they couldn't even cut the paper, but when the scissors touched the bodies of the two brothers Li Zhao, their souls were cut out.

"This scissors seems to be the body of the barber?"

There are more than one pair of scissors stored in the wooden box, and they are usually soaked in blood and sealed in the wooden box.

When the long-haired man grabbed the scissors, his mentality was instantly affected, his eyes became red, his hair was bitten in his mouth, and he began to call out a name unconsciously.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the G-level uniqueness hidden mission-Barber."

"Barber (resentment): Hardworking, he opened a barber shop on the corner of the street. He likes his job because he has an unknown secret and he suffers from a serious hair fetish."

"Strokes, sniffs, and even licks hair can give him unparalleled stimulation. Gradually, he is no longer satisfied with touching hair at work. He wants to have more hair belonging to different people, and he really wants to use those Human hair weaves a silkworm cocoon, and then keeps oneself in it forever."

"Task requirements: kill the hairdresser, completely destroy the hairdresser's scissors, and release the imprisoned resentment in the scissors; or choose to redeem the hairdresser, help the hairdresser complete his dream, and weave a cocoon made of hair for him. "

Without any hesitation, Han Fei directly chose to kill the barber.

"The soul is gone, and any habit will be cured."

Besieged by several grievances ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Among them are the crying who just completed a breakthrough. It is not easy for a barber to survive until now.

The blood-colored paper man invaded his body. The paper man with a smile on his face was sinister and terrifying. He desperately wanted to drill into his wound. Just thinking about it made the barber feel scared.

He was absolutely defensive, but in the end he was found a chance by the Scarlet Paper Man.

The small pieces of blood-colored paper got into the flesh and squeezed into the soul.

I was tortured to the limit by the crying, but now there is another kind of pain, it feels like a piece of paper is stuffed into my eyeball, I want to use my hand to get it out, but even if my finger is inserted into my wound , Can't touch his soul.

It was unlucky for the barber to meet these lunatics.

In fact, he felt innocent in his heart. He obviously didn't do anything, just went into the dumpling shop and opened the wooden box.

"Are they really for that woman? Just because they are all neighbors? Are all people in this community sick!"

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