My Healing Game Chapter 652

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"Han Fei!"

There were hurried footsteps outside the last classroom, and clumps of jet-black debris were approaching outside the burned window frame, like a tuft of black hair.

Han Fei knew the current critical situation better than anyone else, and he made the decision to strike first as soon as the corpse moved.

The sharp knife that was accompanied by it drew a bright arc in the dark night, and the blade cut directly into the neck of the boy's corpse, but what Han Fei didn't expect was that the sharp knife seemed to hit something, and it was impossible to decapitate the boy's corpse!

There was a long wound on the neck, from which foul-smelling corpse oil and blackened blood flowed out, the boy's slashed neck made a creaking sound, and the face that was burnt by the fire with only blood holes turned out Turning a little bit, staring at Han Fei!

Without killing the opponent with a single knife, Han Fei already knew what to do.

He immediately withdrew his hands holding the photo and the sharp knife, and stepped back desperately.

The red ropes were broken one by one, and the boy's whole body made a crunching sound, and its head, which was cut off by Han Fei, was realigned.

Dead people move!

The hill made of tables and chairs collapsed inward, and Han Fei kept swinging his sword to create a way for himself.

"Quick! Go help him!" While Li Guo'er was paying attention to the outside of the corridor, she was also paying attention to Han Fei. At this time, Han Fei was in trouble. She didn't delay for a second, and immediately rushed to Han Fei. Remember the URL m.xbeqge. com

An unknown thing was approaching outside, and Xiao Jia's legs were trembling with fright. If he continued to stay here, he would probably miss the last chance to escape.

He glanced at the back door of the classroom that was close at hand, then glanced at Han Fei and Li Guoer, and finally gritted his teeth and ran to the pile of desks and chairs: "I'm really convinced!"

The tables and chairs outside were thrown away, and two teammates responded. Han Fei escaped at the last moment when the hill of tables and chairs completely collapsed.

"Come on!"

The table and chair that imprisoned the boy's corpse collapsed, and all the red threads wrapped around it broke, and the dangling corpse touched the ground.

The sound of bones piercing the skin entered the ears of the three of them, and the corpse kept shaking after landing. The skin on the child's back was exactly the same as that of a living person, but his face and abdomen were completely burned, and the wounds continued to deteriorate. , there is a lot of black blood surging in it.

Han Fei also had lingering fears after crawling out. If it was a second or two later, he would probably be crushed under the desk with the corpse.

The three of them ran to the front door of the classroom holding various things. Just as they were about to open the door, they heard the sound of hitting the door panel from outside.

The badly damaged door trembled, and the door lock fell directly to the ground.

"There's something outside!" Xiao Jia shouted.

"Shut up! Follow me!" The black blood on the sharp knife in Han Fei's hand has not been wiped clean, he knows that he must not be blocked in the classroom: "Go downstairs! Don't worry about other things! Rush forward!"

The stack of desks in the center of the classroom was no longer able to trap the boy. With a bang, an arm stretched out from the stack of desks that had collapsed.

The back of his hand was pale, but the other side was full of ferocious burn scars.

"Bang!"

The last red rope was torn off, the temperature in the classroom plummeted, the curtains were blown by the overcast wind, and an indescribable stench wafted around.

"crunch..."

The head hangs on the neck that has been cut off in half. The boy's body is like a spider, his hands and feet are twisted, and he emerges from the desk pile at a strange angle that an ordinary person can't do.

The blood hole on his face stared at Han Fei, and there was a lot of black resentment sticking around his body.

"go!"

Han Fei kicked open the front door of the classroom. There were no terrifying ghosts in his imagination, only a few black handprints.

In a critical situation, Han Fei himself was afraid to die, but he did not lose his mind because of his fear.

"The predecessor of the blue-white cram school was the black clinic. In addition to the boy's corpse, there is a ghost who killed the boss's family. The 'ghost' is definitely not as scary as the boy."

Holding a knife to open the way in front, Han Fei didn't see the ghost that slammed on the door just now. When he ran towards the corner of the corridor, he accidentally found that there were children in the classrooms that were severely burned on both sides.

Some neatly dressed children sat in their seats. When Han Fei passed by the window, the children who heard the noise turned their heads in unison, looking at Han Fei with their burned faces.

Li Guoer and Xiao Jia almost had a sudden cardiac arrest, but Han Fei found a long-lost feeling and attracted much attention. He seemed to have been watched by many cold eyes before.

"People who have no stage experience will be flustered when suddenly watched by so many ghosts, but I feel vaguely familiar. I must have been more than just a puppet actor in the paradise before, maybe I have also acted in other things."

When the three of Han Fei ran into the corridor, the boy's body also completely escaped the red line. He climbed out of the classroom at an extremely fast speed, landed on all fours, twisted his body, and chased behind Han Fei.

The temperature continued to drop. When Han Fei went downstairs, he glanced back. The boy's corpse was not big, but the black yin that gathered around it was like a dark cloud.

Seeing the boy like this, Han Fei unconsciously said two words: "Resent?"

Everything is the instinct of the body. He seems to be so familiar with resentment that his body reacts the first time he sees the other party.

Now Han Fei still doesn't understand what resentment is, he just thinks resentment must be much more powerful than the few people who died in the taxi before.

"The two are indeed not the same level, but I also feel that the clown and resentment are not the same level."

The burned building couldn't stand the ravages of the boy's body. The place where it climbed was full of cracks. When the children in the classroom saw the body appear, they also started to panic and flee. The whole building was in chaos.

"It's about to catch up! Why do the dead run faster than the living!" Xiao Jia was at the back of the team. He was the weakest, holding a wooden stick with one hand and covering his wig with the other. If it goes on like this, it's only a matter of time before he gets caught up.

"Take my backpack! You two keep going down, and I'll divert him away!" Han Fei took the photo of the deceased and slashed the boy, so the boy's main attention was on Han Fei's body .

After arriving on the third floor, Han Fei separated from his teammates. He asked Li Guoer and Xiao Jia to continue down, while he ran into the corridor on the third floor.

Without any hesitation, the boy's corpse entered the third floor after chasing Han Fei. One person and one ghost walked through the dilapidated building, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer!

"If this goes on, I will definitely be caught up."

Han Fei didn't expect the opponent to move so fast. What's worse, the monster seemed to be able to absorb some of the Yin Qi left in the building. Very human face.

A scorched face smirking at you in the dark night, just thinking about such a picture gives a chill down your spine.

"This is the third floor. I should not fall to my death by jumping from the window. I remember that there is a big tree planted in the north corner of the garden. It should not be a problem if I jump directly onto the tree."

In the process of escaping for his life, Han Fei had already thought about the escape route. He simulated it in his mind and felt that it was completely feasible.

Staring at the window at the end of the corridor, Han Fei gritted his teeth and ran with all his strength. In the midst of this extreme desire, his running speed really became faster, and it felt as if his once wasted talent had been re-used. excitation.

"I seem to be good at night running."

Holding his breath, Han Fei locked the burned window, and when he was about to approach, he jumped up, ready to use his own weight to smash the window and jump out.

Covering his head with his arms, Han Fei stepped on the window sill, and he slammed into the window without hesitation!

Hearing a loud bang, Han Fei fell backwards and rolled down the stairs.

The scorched window seemed to be easily knocked open, but Han Fei discovered the problem when he hit it. The guardrail on the window was completely burnt down, and there was still charred human skin sticking to it. Strange black lines will appear on the burnt skin.

"Is this whole building cursed?"

When the fire broke out, many people in the building were finally forced to jump out of the window, and the tree in the distance became the hope of many people.

The window itself didn't stop them, but the scrambling of survivors in the building prevented either of them from making it through here.

When Han Fei fell down, he even glanced at the window. The ordinary window frame was full of resentment, as if a pair of charred hands were hidden in the shadows near the window, ready to think about it at any time. Those who want to escape are dragged back.

"The malice in people's hearts is truly terrifying."

Controlling his body, Han Fei intentionally let himself roll to the second floor. When he got up from the ground, the boy's body was almost on top of his head.

Smelling the pungent burnt smell, Han Fei looked up, and his pupils instantly shrank a little.

The boy's body was on the third floor, very close to him, and looking up along the gap of the stairs, there was another "corpse" standing between the sixth and seventh floors.

She was wearing a blue dress, her eyes seemed to have something written on it, her feet were standing on the railing of the corridor, and her neck was sunken in a big chunk.

"Blue skirt? White hat? This corpse looks like a flower planted outside in the garden."

The woman's body seemed to be hanging in the corridor. Her face was expressionless, and there were many **** handprints of children on the hem of her skirt. Those handprints gathered into a **** and red butterfly.

"Butterfly? Must be killed?"

As if feeling Han Fei's gaze, the woman's eyes rolled in their sockets, revealing bizarre pupils.

Before Han Fei could react, the woman took a step forward and the corpse fell straight down.

One boy is already difficult enough, and another one will definitely be more unstoppable. Han Fei's heart is about to jump out of fright, and he runs downstairs decisively.

At this time, he didn't care which floor he was on, and whether he would be injured if he jumped out of the window, he knew that if he didn't want to leave again, the end would probably be a hundred times more terrifying than death.

The windows on the second floor were badly burned, and many of them didn't have a guardrail on them. Han Fei didn't even look back. He didn't dare to waste a second, so he seized the opportunity and rushed over.

This time he learned to be smart, instead of protecting his body with his arms, he directly took out the sharp knife. If anyone dared to block the way, he would beheaded directly.

Stepping on the window sill, when Han Fei's body turned out, scorched arms drilled out from the cracks in the wall, as if preparing to drag him back.

Han Fei, who was already prepared, slashed wildly and jumped out at the last moment.

His body was blown by the cold wind, and Han Fei tried his best to adjust his body, but before he was ready to fall, he saw another scene that made him extremely uneasy.

The boy's corpse jumped out with him!

"The ghost doesn't disperse? It doesn't die forever?"

Han Fei fell into the blue and white sea of ​​flowers. He rolled on the spot to release his force, and then he ran away regardless of his injuries.

The blue and white petals stuck to Han Fei's clothes. He heard the strange crawling sound behind him, and ran reluctantly.

"Han Fei!"

Li Guoer, who had left one step ahead of schedule, had already got into a taxi. She started the vehicle and came to pick up Han Fei.

"boarding!"

The boy's body was in hot pursuit, and Li Guoer didn't dare to stop, so he could only speed up slowly first. Xiao Jia in the back seat opened the car door and waved to Han Fei.

The hope of escaping was in sight, and Han Fei could be considered a potential explosion. When the boy's body was only one or two meters away from him, he got into the taxi.

"Bang!"

The door was closed, Han Fei was sitting in the car, and he had collapsed.

It was really too thrilling just now, and he didn't expect to be able to escape.

"Li Guo! Hurry up! That kid is still chasing him!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the crash kept ringing, and the boy's scorched face was stuck to the window of the taxi, but when it was about to enter the car, a few pale arms stretched out from the roof and threw it violently. aside.

The taxi speeded up successfully, but the boy's body was still in hot pursuit.

"Why does it keep chasing you!" Xiao Jia lost his wig and said against the somewhat awkward Mediterranean Sea: "Is it because we took its stuff? I always want to watch movies. Return those things to it, and the grievances will understand."

"It's not as serious as you think. I guess it's been staring at me because I slashed it and nearly cut its head off."

Han Fei stopped talking about this topic. He took out the nine photos he had found in the classroom and pasted them on the roof of the car where faces appeared.

"What are you doing?"

"It's hard for me to explain to you~www.mtlnovel.com~ so you'd better not have so many problems." Han Fei stared at the photo closely, and it didn't take long for him to be surprised.

The electronic watch in the car suddenly stopped moving, the people in the photo who were struggling in pain returned to normal, and faces began to appear on the roof of the car.

The difference from before is that these faces are no longer distorted and hideous, and they even expressed gratitude to Han Fei.

"Number zero zero..." The cold voice in his mind suddenly sounded, startling Han Fei, he recovered and listened carefully, but he heard nothing.

"I didn't feel the malice of the deceased. This car seems to belong to me completely now. The nine deceased accepted us!" Han Fei was sincerely happy. He felt that the path he chose was right and time would prove everything. of.

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