My Iyashikei Game

The paper figurine covered in blood staggered and stood on the ground, exuding a thick ominous aura.

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

The demonic face wrapped in blood reveals a thrilling beauty, how can a paper figurine be so amazing?

A bone-chilling chill poured into his body, and that face was all too familiar to a middle-aged man with long hair.

That unique beauty symbolized extreme cruelty and danger, and he didn't even want to mention that horrible name.

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

"It's simply a neighborhood relationship."

"Neighborhood relationship?" A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the long-haired middle-aged man. There are indeed certain bonds in the deep world, but they are basically forcibly connected by curses. Other relationships are not even between parents and children. Trust each other, and now Han Fei is going to fight with himself 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 doesn't believe that Han Fei is really for that woman.

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

The clothes woven from the hair exuded a pungent corpse stench, and the patterns on those faces began to distort, revealing extremely painful expressions.

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 ready to answer."

The black giant python that swallowed a lot of yin qi completely got into the ghost pattern, and the temperature of Han Fei's skin surface continued to drop, and even frost flowers condensed.

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

"I'll let you speak."

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

Sometimes Han Fei is actually very simple. You have helped me, and if you are killed, I will do my best to save you.

When he first arrived in Xingfu Community, Xu Qin rescued him more than once, and Han Fei did not forget all the kindness.

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

Only the tenth-level Han Fei was able to control this incomplete F-level cursed object entirely because of Xu Qin.

"Go!"

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

When Han Fei walked out of the dumpling restaurant with the other party, he was actually ready to do it. He released the Specter in the spirit altar ahead of time and ambushed around.

The current Han Fei is no longer the Xiaobai he used to be. He knows the rules of life in this city. If he wants to know the truth, the safest way is to beat the other party until he dares not lie.

From the very beginning, he never thought of a peaceful solution. After all, it involved Xu Qin, and he didn't dare to be careless. The negotiation just now was just a delay for the neighbors to complete the encirclement.

The cry came into his ears, and the long-haired man could not determine the location of the sound. It seemed that the enemy might appear anywhere within ten meters.

The five keen senses were disturbed by the sound of crying. Slowly, there was only a miserable cry in the ears of the long-haired man, and that sound could drive people crazy.

"you……"

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

With his mind and no intention, he lost the opportunity and became passive in an instant.

The long-haired man himself was not at his peak when he just came out of the animal alley, and now he is being besieged by a joint team, and the situation is extremely unfavorable for him.

Catch the thief first to capture the king, rather than staring at everyone to fight, it is better to kill one first.

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

Seeing the middle-aged man rushing towards him, Han Fei didn't panic. In order to survive, he had fought with Zhang Guanxing who was out of control.

With previous experience, this time he became more composed.

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

Without dodging or dodging, Han Fei assumed the most standard police fighting stance. The ghost lines on his body were pierced into the skin, but he seemed to feel no pain.

After the middle-aged man came within two meters of him, his tensed muscles instantly burst into amazing strength.

"Touch the secrets of the soul!"

A side whip swiped directly at the waist of the long-haired middle-aged man, and his body protected by the black hair instantly sunk into a large piece.

With bulging eyes, the middle-aged man looked at his body incredulously. He couldn't understand why a person who exuded the breath of living things could beat his body made up of resentment and pain?

The emotions buried deep in the heart are being spied on, and the attack of the other party seems to be able to penetrate the protection of yin and directly touch the deepest secret of the soul?

The black hair on his body wrapped around Han Fei's legs, but what he didn't expect was that the man in front of him seemed to be crazy. .

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

If Han Fei met a long-haired middle-aged man alone, he would definitely not hit it hard, but now with the help of his neighbors, he just needs to trap each other and buy time for the neighbors.

Crying sounded in his ears, the long-haired middle-aged man had not found a chance to kill Han Fei, and a paper man's face had already appeared in front of him.

Looking down, a blood-red paper figurine climbed onto his chest at some point, and the paper figurine looked like the most terrifying woman in Animal Alley.

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

"Why does this paper figurine also exude a cursed breath?"

The woman itself is a cursed aggregate. What shocked the long-haired man was that the cursed breath emanating from the paper man was not inferior to that of the woman.

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

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

It is normal to be selfish and indifferent here. How could he have imagined that Specters with completely different inner obsessions would all come together because of one person and become a rope.

The clothes made of black hair were pierced, and his consciousness became dazed in the cry. When he was about to use his ability, his back was hammered violently.

A chubby monster slammed into his back with an ominous aura, and the place touched by the monster began to rot rapidly. In the smelly remnant, there were black bugs about the thickness of a finger crawling.

Those things are called worms, and they will be the first to appear before a catastrophe comes.

If he didn't resist, there would be no chance. The long-haired man opened the blood-stained wooden box, and the head rolled to the ground. He didn't bother to pick it up at this time, and took out a pair of rusty scissors from the bloody water in the wooden box. .

The scissors looked rusty and seemed to be unable to cut even the paper, but when the scissors touched the bodies of the two brothers Li Xie, a hole was cut out of their souls.

"These scissors seem to be the body of the barber?"

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

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

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully triggered the G-level unique hidden mission - the 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. He suffers from a serious hair fetish."

"Stroking, sniffing, and even licking his hair gave him unparalleled stimulation, and gradually he was no longer satisfied with touching his hair at work. He wanted to have more hair that belonged to different people, and he wanted to use those Human hair weaves a cocoon and locks itself in it forever."

"Task requirements: Kill the barber, completely destroy the barber's scissors, and free the resentment that was imprisoned in the scissors; or choose to redeem the barber, help the barber fulfill 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 all hobbies are cured."

Besieged by several grievances, including crying who had just completed his breakthrough, it was not easy for the barber to survive until now.

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

He took every precaution, but in the end, the Scarlet Paper Man found an opportunity.

The shredded blood-colored paper got into the flesh and squeezed into the soul.

The consciousness that had been tortured to the limit by the crying now had another pain. It felt as if a piece of paper had been stuffed into the eyeball. , and can't touch his own soul.

It's bad luck for the barber to meet these lunatics.

In fact, he also felt innocent in his heart, he obviously did nothing, 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 the people in this community sick!"