My Healing Game

He kicked the lock hard, but he wanted to kick open the anti-theft door with his force, which was impossible with Han Fei's current level.

There was nothing wrong with the iron gate, but Han Fei's legs were already numb.

Without the key, the door could not be opened, but Han Fei was not completely without gain.

As he kicked the door frantically, a voice begging for mercy came from the room.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, let me go, please let me go!"

"Someone in the house?" Han Fei, who was about to give up, rekindled hope after hearing this voice: "We are the security guards in the building! You open the door first!"

"I will compensate you. You can do whatever you want. Don't come back again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

There are indeed people in the room, but that person seems to be a lunatic with a mental breakdown. He will only apologize and beg for mercy, repeating the same words repeatedly, just like a puppet who has lost his soul.

Han Fei doesn't have the key. He wants to enter room 1244, so he can only put his hope on the madman in the house.

"I'm here to help you! As long as you open the door, the thing that entangles you will never appear again!" No matter what Han Fei said, there was only a begging for mercy, but no footsteps.

"Open the door!"

The smell of blood in the corridor was approaching, and Han Fei turned his head to look at Brother Hua: "Have you been to Room 1244 before? What's the situation with the owner inside?"

"I only know that there are people living in room 1244, and occasionally in the middle of the night I can hear the voice of dialogue in the house, but I have never really seen the person in the house." Hua Ge's eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of despair. He bent over, fiercely. Panting, like a prawn being slowly cooked.

"What dialogue?"

"They seem to be doing something in the house, and I don't hear clearly. I remember the word evocation. It should be evocation."

"Calling souls?" Han Fei's pupils diminished, and he remembered something.

"In the past, when the old security guard in Building No. 1 was handing over, he mentioned room 1244 and said that this room was full of lunatics. However, their family was not like this at the beginning. I can't say that I am happy, I can only say that it is very ordinary. Later I don't know how to return. The eldest daughter of his family suddenly jumped from the building one night."

"Then they did a spiritual call?" Han Fei looked at the door of room 1244. There were traces of burning paper money on the ground, and some photos were not burned clean, and the leftovers were thrown in the corridor.

"Yes, the death of their eldest daughter seems to have something to do with them. Because they feel guilty, they take this kind of bias, and the result seems to be other things." Brother Hua tried to speed up his speech: "The one who chased us. Monster, it feels like his eldest daughter is mixed with something."

Hearing what Brother Hua said, Han Fei's brain turned rapidly, and he thought of the tester who was driven mad in the shallow world of "Perfect Life".

According to Feng Ziyu, when the tester first noticed something was wrong, he was testing a task related to spiritualism.

It was an old man who called for souls because he missed his deceased wife. He also recruited other things, and ended up ruining his family.

The tester also came into contact with the deep world because of this mission, and finally slaughtered the entire community.

Coincidentally, the neighborhood he slaughtered corresponds to the dead building in the deep world.

The soul-calling mission is like a thread connecting the shallow and deep worlds.

And the most important thing is that Han Fei himself also possesses the extremely rare talent of soul-calling, and he also relies on this ability to communicate with the shallow world.

The tester who used to be crazy because of the soul-calling mission slaughtered all the residents of the death building. Now Han Fei, who has the talent of soul-calling, was forced to enter the death building. His goal was also to destroy the death building.

Everything is closely connected together, which makes Han Fei wonder: "According to the map on the tenth floor of the Xingfu Community, one of the memory fragments of the office manager is in the dead building. Will these be Fu Sheng? His plan? What secrets are there in the talented ability to call souls?"

Han Fei’s title of building manager was inherited from the previous building leader, and soul-calling was also a talent he possessed when he was awarded the title of building leader. In other words, this talent should also be available to the former building leader Fu Sheng.

"Room 1244 is the most horrible and terrifying room in Building One. This room is related to soul calling. Will there be rooms related to soul calling in the remaining four buildings in the death building?"

Han Fei felt that he was approaching the truth step by step. As long as he could survive the dead building, all the doubts that bothered him now could be answered.

The people in the house are unwilling to open the door, and Han Fei doesn't know their current state. It is possible that they have been tortured and can't even make basic movements.

"Boom!"

The glass on the security door on the twenty-fourth floor exploded directly, and the fine bloodshots spilled down the corridor like rain.

In the window frame where some glass **** remained, the face of the woman who jumped off the building appeared.

Her cheeks collapsed, blood oozes from her eyes, and her protruding eyes stared at the three security guards in the corridor.

The hatred seems to have become more intense!

The wooden security door slammed into the wall, and the door panel was already covered with blood.

The jumper's slanted body appeared on the twenty-fourth floor, and Han Fei also saw the opponent's front for the first time.

The clothes and flesh and blood were mixed together, and white bones could be seen on the surface of her skin. Her body was wrapped in resentment. What attracted Han Fei's attention most was that a black key was pierced into the heart of the jumper.

There is also the room number-1244 on the key.

The key to the house represents home, but in the ghost’s heart, the home doesn’t represent warmth and dependence. Instead, it’s like a knife, pierced directly into her heart, deeply embedded in her flesh, causing her to feel constant pain. Her constant resentment and curse.

In a word, Han Feizhen did not expect that the system would release such a shameless task.

The hardest part of this task is not to escape the chasing of the jumper to find room 1244, but to pull out the key to the heart of the jumper, and prevent the house key from continuing to curse her!

After figuring out the key tasks, Han Fei gritted his teeth and praised "Perfect Life".

"It's really cured by riding a horse!"

The three security guards delayed too long at the door of room 1244. The resentful woman had already entered the corridor, and fragments of torn red dress were scattered around her.

"If I touch you, you will die, and I will drag you down together!"

Her body was almost torn apart, like a net of flesh and blood.

When she rushed towards her hideous face, the scattered red dress fragments slowly joined together again, UU reading www.uukanshu. What makes com different from before is that the red dress is as bright as it was soaked in blood.

Amidst the extreme redness, a pale arm stretched out without warning, and directly grabbed the jumper by the neck.

The boundless red dress covered the corridor, like a blooming flower.

The shocking resentment collided together, and all the doors and windows in the corridor buzzed.

The angry red skirt and the maliciously dominated jumper lost control at the same time, and the two large grievances were fighting!

The aisle was instantly dyed red, and Han Fei felt that the ground was shaking. He looked at the security walkie-talkie still hung on the hem of the red skirt, cold sweat ran down.

"It has nothing to do with me!"

Retreating back, Han Fei now thinks that the night patrol of the F-class mission should be easier. He decided to take advantage of the two large grievances to fight, and quickly complete the other mission.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Han Fei patted Brother Hua on the shoulder, picked up Xiao Fang and rushed towards the other side of the corridor: "Run!"