My Healing Game

Some people compare the workplace to a catwalk, and others to the Colosseum, but Han Fei's workplace is different, more like a slaughterhouse.

Colleagues who were still arguing two days ago opened their stomachs and asked them to ask for someone. This kind of colleague relationship is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate.

Seeing the very sick security guard, Han Fei also felt pity, and he clenched the hilt of the knife without saying a word.

"You must be in pain? In this case, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain."

In order to cure the colleague he just met, Han Fei decided to give him a strong dose. After a person's soul is gone, his pain will also disappear, so that the problem can be solved fundamentally.

With full swing of the knife, a little fireflies appeared in the dark night, and the short-lived dim light swept across Li Daxing's neck.

There was no imaginary scene of blood splashing, nor the sound of a corpse falling down. After Han Fei slashed it, two pale arms were placed on his shoulders.

"Gone! He's really gone! He's obviously there! I obviously put him away..."

The white eyeballs were only a few centimeters away from Han Fei, and a faint stench exuded from that hideous face.

Looking at Li Daxing's neck subconsciously, Han Fei found that the opponent's neck had only been cut one-tenth open, and the open wound was still healing fast!

"The heavier the blood stained on the hands of the hacked person, the sharper the Resurrection Knife will be. Didn't this Li Daxing commit a murder?"

Looking at the face of the person close at hand, Han Fei's brain was running fast, and the resurrection knife could not kill the opponent, indicating that the opponent is not a ghost in the ordinary sense.

"Even if it is an illusion, as long as it contains sins, the resurrection knife can affect him. It seems that Li Daxing did not kill. This is good news for me."

Han Fei was still able to smile when he was "questioned" by a "person" who had his stomach cut open. This was not to maintain his demeanor, but to live his instincts.

Grabbing Li Daxing's hands, they were cold and bitter, as if they were hugging the unclaimed corpse in the morgue.

"If you think about it carefully, where was the last time you saw him?"

"The last... the last time is here!" Li Daxing reached out and grabbed his abdomen that was cut open: "He begged me, he was very scared, and asked me to hide him where no one else could find it! Someone was chasing him. He! Yes, someone is looking for him!"

"But you are the only one looking for him in the entire mall?"

"No! No!" Li Daxing's eyes were completely occupied by the whites of his eyes. He threw away Han Fei's hands, and opened his coat and belly, as if he was going to wrap Han Fei in: "Help me, you go in and take a look. To see if he is still inside!"

Han Fei shook off the opponent's hand and started running towards the third floor. Li Daxing did not kill, but he was already crazy and could not communicate.

He rushed up the escalator and opened his stomach, standing under the elevator. His coat and belly were hanging down on both sides, and his skin was slowly withering.

"What is he going to do?"

Li Daxing touched the switch next to the elevator. Han Fei thought the elevator would be activated, but the facts proved that he was thinking too well.

Viscous saliva began to flow out of the gaps in the elevator steps, and something like tongue coating grew on the surface of the steps, and the feet slowly lost their focus and became more and more slippery.

Looking down again, Li Daxing knelt directly under the elevator, his open stomach looked like a huge mouth, waiting for Han Fei to fall in.

"This ghost is quite creative."

Han Fei ran as hard as he could, and came to the second floor before the elevator completely turned into a tongue. He didn't dare to stop at all, and went on going up again.

In the mall, there is only Li Daxing as an abnormal "person". In fact, there are many horrible things hidden. He is only one of the victims.

"What is the key to completing the task of illusion? Face the fear? I feed myself directly to Li Daxing? Or do I believe that they are false?"

Han Fei tried to hypnotize himself and denied the existence of Li Daxing, but when he turned his head, Li Daxing not only did not disappear, but got closer to him.

"The mortal knife can't kill, how about the hand that can touch the soul?"

When passing a certain women's clothing store, Han Fei slowed down. He wanted to try whether he could touch the secrets of his soul and whether he could hurt Li Daxing.

As the first active skill he obtained in the deep world, Han Fei piled up all the skill points he obtained from subsequent missions and directly promoted it to the master level.

If you go up to upgrade, you need to do corresponding tasks or use special items.

"Come on, I thought of a good way to confirm the location of your colleague." Han Fei stared at Li Daxing, who was shaking his belly and fanning, "I'll put your head in your stomach later, so you can I went to find it myself."

Seeing Han Fei stop, Li Daxing stared at him with white eyes.

When the two were about three meters apart, they both rushed towards each other at the same time, each faster than one, without any hesitation at all.

"Touch the secrets of the soul!"

When he kicked off the ground, Han Fei kicked the opponent's chest fiercely, but Li Daxing's body did not fall backward, his arms wrapped around Han Fei's right leg.

When Li Daxing wanted to drag Han Fei into his stomach, Han Fei's hands also locked Li Daxing's neck. The five fingers of his left hand directly pressed the back of Li Daxing's head and dragged it down.

Han Fei's left five fingers inherited the broken fingers of the shrine owner. This was the reward he had previously received. Originally, he thought the reward was just to make his left five fingers more powerful, but now he found that he had seriously underestimated the reward.

Five fingers penetrated Li Daxing's skin like nails.

Li Daxing wanted to stuff Han Fei into his stomach, while Han Fei locked his head and bent his head to his chest.

"You care about your brother so much? Why don't you come in and have a look yourself!"

Holding Li Daxing's head with his left hand, Han Fei held the Resurrection Knife with his right hand, and slashed frantically at Li Daxing's neck.

This scene is extremely scary and extremely strange.

Li Daxing's head was getting lower and lower. When he saw his opened belly and the black and red flesh inside, he seemed to be irritated. He didn't need Han Fei to continue to exert any force at all, so he started to go inside by himself. Drill away.

"He is hiding here? This is what he said that other people can't find it? It's so familiar here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But why can't I go deeper!"

"It's okay, I'll help you!" Han Fei suppressed the opponent's spine: "Everyone, colleagues, you are welcome!"

Li Daxing drilled frantically towards his stomach, and Han Fei began to back away.

He wondered why Li Daxing in the eyes of the owner of the shrine would be like this, just because he bullied the delivery staff and ordered four people's lamb soup?

"Ordinary mutton soup is not much, unless it is made with Pei sheep."

Far away from Li Daxing, Han Fei finally calmed down.

The women's clothing area on the third floor is also insecure. Orioles were caught here, and the wife of the owner of the mall also jumped from this floor.

Thinking of the wife of the mall owner, Han Fei's mind became more active again. He is also a man who has fallen into the world. Why should he have known each other when he meets? Maybe now he can get a little recognition from the other party.