Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

The entire corridor, the entire floor, was dead silent.

The lights were dim, and there was even darkness at the end of the corridor, as if a huge monster had its bloody mouth open, waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.

Qin Fan tried to walk as lightly as possible, while Murong Xue held a short knife in her hand and followed him quietly without any trace of panic in her expression.

Qin Fan looked back and was slightly surprised. In the past, he only thought Murong Xue was cold and strong, but he didn't expect that Murong Xue was also so courageous. After calming down, the two of them arrived at the door of the next box. Qin Fan listened at the door. listen.

quiet

No sound came out.

Qin Fan made a gesture, and Murong Xue understood and hid by the wall beside the door.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Fan put his hand on the door handle slightly...

squeak

The door was opened a small crack, and the orange light inside shone out along the crack of the door. The table in the room was in a mess, with many uneaten fruits and vegetables and snacks placed randomly, and countless wine bottles scattered everywhere. Obviously, There was also a carnival here just now, but at this moment, there was no one there.

Qin Fan shook his head and opened the doors of several more boxes. The situation was almost the same. It seemed that one moment he was having a wild carnival, and the next moment people disappeared out of thin air.

Qin Fan's expression was so solemn that he almost shed tears.

Logically speaking, even if the sound of fighting in their box alerted several other boxes, everyone should not run away without leaving a trace.

But now, there is only one person.

In front of him, there was the last box left, and next to this box were the elevator and the escape tunnel.

The button light of the elevator had gone out, and the security door of the escape passage was naturally closed. Qin Fan didn't even try to see if the security door could be opened. Since those people had cut off the power to the elevator, it was impossible to leave a door for him. .

He took a deep breath and gently exerted force with his right hand.

Um?

The door handle showed no signs of turning and was locked.

Anyone?

The two looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

After a moment of silence, the two nodded to each other. Regardless of whether there was anyone or not, since the people inside would not come out, they would not be stupid enough to alert each other. The two of them circled the entire floor to see if they could find an escape. route, alas, they were once again disappointed.

In addition to the stairs, the windows of each box were even sealed with security windows, making it impossible to go downstairs.

"How about it?"

The two of them returned to the box, and Wang Han, who was standing in front of the window and trying to remove the anti-theft window, asked.

Qin Fan shook his head and said: "The entire floor is sealed. Except for the box at the top of the stairs, the rest are empty."

"Stairway? Box No. 1? That's a super luxurious box that can accommodate dozens of people."

Wang Han frowned when he heard this. He comes here often and he naturally knows the situation in the box.

"I come."

Qin Fan's heart rose again, he looked at the security window beside Wang Han and said.

The kitchen knife appeared in his hand again, and the little spiritual power in his body was poured into his right hand. He held the kitchen knife and chopped it out with a low shout.

puff

The fine steel bars snapped, and within a few strokes, a small window for one person to enter and exit was cut out.

Qin Fan looked downstairs. The height of more than ten floors was not too high but definitely not low. At least few people here would dare to go down from here.

The street downstairs was full of vehicles on both sides, but there were not many pedestrians. Think about it, this is a place for fun, and a few people would waste time on the street.

"Throw the bottle."

Murong Xue, who was silent on the side, looked at Qin Fan and suddenly said.

"Um."

Qin Fan thought about it and understood Murong Xue's intention. Since these people did not dare to go downstairs, they would naturally only attract the attention of the people downstairs. It would be best if someone could call the police, so that their chances of escape would be much greater.

Wang Han immediately took a few wine bottles and glanced downstairs to confirm the safety range.

brush brush brush

Three wine bottles followed, and then several crisp sounds came. Wang Han stuck his head out and looked outside. There were several people in the distance who were about to enter a bar. However, they seemed not to notice at such a close distance and walked straight towards bar.

"Is this deaf?"

Wang Han cursed bitterly, then took aim at the row of vehicles downstairs. You should have heard the car sirens, right?

brush

The wine bottle flew about two meters out of the window and suddenly seemed to hit something. It bounced back a little and fell straight downstairs...

"Hold"

Wang Han was a little stunned, and his mind that had just been active when he saw this strange scene went dead again.

It was actually isolated.

"As for it?"

When Qin Fan saw this, he immediately understood that this place was isolated. I was afraid that no matter how loud they made, they would not attract the attention of people outside.

This made him feel a little aggrieved, right? Isn't he just some bullshit blessing giver? As for such a large formation, it is both a corridor and a space barrier.

"Brother Han, take off these people's clothes and tie them up. I'll go outside and take a look."

After cursing a few words, Qin Fan walked towards the door of the private room again. As soon as he opened the door, his pupils shrank sharply.

boom

The door was closed again.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Han and Murong Xue said almost simultaneously.

"If you don't want to die, take up arms."

Qin Fan suddenly yelled, and the next second, the box door crashed to the ground, and the door was filled with people in black.

A look of fanaticism.

"The girl is left alive. As for the Blesser, it is a gift given to everyone by the Divine Child."

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

The men in black at the front were full of fanaticism, and they raised their swords and slashed at Qin Fan.

Just as he raised the knife, the kitchen knife in Qin Fan's hand had already passed through several people's necks, and the bright red blood sword spurted out. At the door of the private room, the walls bloomed with extremely coquettish red flowers.

The crowd at the rear saw several people in front falling to the ground, shouting strange words, and their expressions became even more excited. They directly stepped over the few big men in front who had not yet expired, and rushed up. This huge impact directly hit Qin Qin. Fan was forced to step back a few meters, and more people poured into the box.

"Be careful yourself."

Qin Fan retreated directly to a corner, protecting Murong Xue behind him.

Wang Han stood behind Qin Fan with a long stick, fighting hard against the crowd coming...

If the martial arts practiced hard for fifteen years in the previous life still have some effect in this world, it is undoubtedly to deal with these ordinary people.

Although their minds were deceived and they appeared to be brave and unafraid of death, after all, most of them had little fighting experience. In one moment, Wang Han's wooden stick knocked down several of them.

"Ah, save me."

"Spare your life..."

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Several men in black rushed into the room, and after a few brief pleas for mercy and pitiful screams came from inside, calm returned.

"You bastard, I'll crush you to death."

Wang Han's eyes turned red as he listened to the shrill screams. The wooden stick in his hand fell desperately on top of the oncoming crowd. His body was covered in blood, and there was even more blood of the enemy.

In comparison, Qin Fan seemed much calmer. He did not express too many emotions about the death of those people. He had done everything he could. In the end, he still did not dare to take up arms. Death was the natural outcome.

His kitchen knife is extremely sharp even without the blessing of spiritual power, and every cut hits the enemy's vitals.