Chapter 4 "The Desperate"

Moreover, he was hit in the shoulder by the dry little hands and couldn't help screaming. He only felt that his shoulder seemed to have been stabbed by countless cold needle tips. His whole body was as if he had been passed through a cold electric current. He couldn't help trembling all over, and his body rolled on the ground uncontrollably. Hit the wall.

Moreover, he subconsciously used his hands and feet to roll and crawl to hide in a corner. At this moment, he only felt a feeling of cold coming out of his bones, and even his teeth couldn't help bumping up and down.

After a successful blow, the dry hand fell back to the ground and seemed to be preparing for a second attack. Moreover, Feifan resisted the trembling of his body. In a hurry, he raised his hand and shook hands with the "Mani stone" pendant hanging around his neck. He pulled it off and clenched it hard in his hand. It was strange that he clearly felt that the pendant actually emitted a warm current in the palm of his hand, and gradually flowed all over his body from the palm of his hand along his arms. After a while, the piercing chill in the body disappeared without a trace.

For a while, the extraordinary mood was surprising, happy and shocked. This pendant actually had such a magical effect, which was something he could not believe before. When his girlfriend, or ex-girlfriend, gave it to him, he said that the pendant had the ability to ward off evil spirits and bless him, but he just laughed it off. At this strange and critical time, he actually began to miss his ex-girlfriend.

However, the current situation can't allow him to think too much. The little hands have bounced up and rushed to him again. Moreover, he narrowed his eyes, clenched his teeth, made the determination to gamble for the first time, raised his fist holding the pendant and greeted him with all his strength. In a trance, he seemed to see his fist loomingly faintly. The gentle light is shrouded.

Fortunately, the extraordinary bet was indeed right this time. The small hands seemed to notice the strangeness in his fist and paused in mid-air. Because of this, the extraordinary punch did not hit the small hands, but hit it hard.

There was a baby cry from nowhere in the room, and its voice was sharp and sad, and the small hands were directly knocked into the wall by the extraordinary situation.

Because the little hand disappeared so quickly that he failed to launch another attack, he had to watch the little hand disappear into the wall, leaving a black and red ten fork again. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his face and gasped hard to stabilize his fast heartbeat in the shortest time.

For a while, he stood up straight and finally stabilized his mood. From waking up after his coma to the series of attacks he had just experienced, it was only a few minutes, but for the extraordinary, it seemed that it had been several hours, but because of this, he also seemed to understand something, at least he I have realized that the room I am staying in now is not a real environment.

It's not just this room. I'm afraid that since they entered this building, everything they saw may not be all real. Huang Fei looked up at the window where he could see the bright moon and shook his head. Obviously, when he was outside the building, he saw that the windows of the whole building were either broken or full of thick dust. Looking at now, the moonlight window is clean, and only the dusty floor and dirty walls can be shown. The building is as dirty and old as he saw from the outside.

Suddenly, his heart sank. Thinking of the same window and the same bright moon in the room he had just searched with He Shaoqing, his face was difficult to see the extreme. The cold sweat that had disappeared from his forehead came out again, and all the rooms from different angles could be seen. Moon, this situation is really rare in a hundred years.

But all this did not seem to be an illusion. He looked at the messy traces on the dusty floor, which were left by the beginning of the fight. He could clearly distinguish those footprints he left, while others were the palm prints left by the dry little hands.

Wang Feifan frowned, opened his clothes and took a look at his shoulder. The place where he had just been hit by the little hands left a faint cyan fingerprint and touched it gently. It didn't look like it was a big deal, but when he was just hit, he was clearly screaming in pain.

He bit his lip hard. The pain and salty smell from his lips made him feel that he was not dreaming. It seemed that he could not understand the reason for the current situation for a while. At present, the most important thing is to leave the room quickly, but what about the door?

Wang Feifan took a deep breath and slowly walked to a dirty wall, but in his impression, this was the location of the door. He didn't dare to hit it hard. It was just here that he was hit by two sides.

He raised his hand and carefully touched the wall with his fingers. It was cold and hard, and there was nothing strange. He bent his knuckle and knocked again, and couldn't help smiling bitterly. This was obviously a wall, not a mezzanine, and what's the use of knocking.

But time does not allow him to hesitate too much. He doesn't know when those things will appear. Moreover, Feifan didn't have a good idea at the moment, so he had to choose the stupidest method. It was also his second gamble. He smashed every wall with his fist holding the pendant, but he intentionally or unintentionally avoided the window where he could see the full moon.

When he smashed almost around the whole room, there was only one left, that is, the wall facing the door in his memory, his hand was already numb with pain. Standing in front of the wall, he took a few breaths of frustration and shook his hand. Before he continued his last fight, the room changed again.

In addition, he clearly heard a hum behind him. He unconsciously shook his whole body and subconsciously came up with an idea: "Damn, here it's again..."

He couldn't help looking sideways, and his heart suddenly tightened again. At the corner of his side, a child's head appeared in the air, or the child was just a newborn baby. However, except for a head, the baby had no body, and there was only a piece of disgusting internal organs under his forehead. His head was covered with fine wrinkles, his skin was tightened by dryness, and his empty eyes were white, and his face was facing him, with a strange and twisted smile on it. His mouth closed, and an ethereal voice came out: "Stay, stay with me."

Hu Feifan roared and angrily: "Accompany your mother..." With that, he punched the wall fiercely.

With a sad scream, the baby's head's eyes widened with a ferocious expression. At the same time, the wall in front of Feifan was like the water of a stone, with large areas of ripples, spreading quickly to the four walls like ripples. The air seemed to fluctuate as it rolled up, making Feifan only feel that his breathing was Suffocation, the brain was dizzy, and the surrounding scene seemed to be blurred in front of me.

In just a moment, Kuang Fei came to wake up. He immediately found that the interior of the room where he could see was completely different from that just now. The tightly closed door appeared in front of him again. He was very happy, and the face of the baby who was still hanging in the corner of the wall was shocked. With an angry look, "wow", he opened his black mouth and howled and flew to the extraordinary in mid-air.

Moreover, the original joy was extinguished in an instant. He hit the door with all his strength, and there was a loud bang. The hinges and locks on both sides of the hardwood door were broken by him. The door flew to the felt outside with the wind, smashing the sky full of dust, and he fell to the ground with the door.

Before he looked up, a gust of wind passed above his head, and the baby's head, dragging its internal organs, just flew over him, and fell into one of the mirrors hanging not far in front of the door.

What's more, Feifan lay on the ground, took a long breath, and intentionally blew up a ash of dust, which made him cough repeatedly. With tears, he quickly raised his body, turned over and sat on the ground, gasped for breath, and still clutched the pendant that saved his life in his hand.

He wiped the sweat on his face with his clothes and looked sideways at the mirror diagonally. I guess he didn't need to look at his face now. He decided to find He Shaoqing quickly and try to leave the building. He really didn't want to stay in this damn place.

It was just a few breaths. However, he suddenly felt that the scalp on the top of his head was itchy. It seemed that something soft things gently scratched around his head. A faint smell of rottenness penetrated into his nostrils. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his head, a fluffy wisp, waiting for him to have something. Reaction, the raised wrist was already wrapped in something.

He was so shocked that he was about to stand up, but the thing wrapped around his wrist was not small. Not only did he not get up, but fell to the ground, his wrist was pulled up, and there was a burst of pain. He staggered and propped himself up with the other hand, and then he saw that the one wrapped around his wrist was a large mass of black hair oozing from the wall, and the smell of rottenness emanated from it.

Moreover, he only felt a burst of churning in his stomach and his throat tightening. He pressed down the feeling of vomiting and tried his best to press the pendant in the other hand on the hair wrapped around his wrist. Unexpectedly, the hair had no response to the pendant, but it seemed to feel his behavior. Immediately, another mass of hair appeared from the side and opened his teeth. His claws raised his hand and rushed at him. He was so scared that he hurriedly withdrew his hand. In a hurry, his mind flashed, put the pendant in his hand into the inner pocket of his coat, and took out a zippo lighter.

This zippo was also given to him by his ex-girlfriend. Although he has quit smoking now, he still habitually brings it on his body. He often takes care of it, changes the core, changes the flint, and pours oil, and occasionally takes it out to play. In the past, he used to show his skillful fire skills in front of his girlfriend.

Now he has no time to show any gameplay. He just intuitively took out the lighter with its bottom facing up, opened the lid with his middle finger, and quickly slid down against his wrist to ignite the fire wheel to ignite zippo. This method also has a name called "Desperate". I don't know if it is his current portrayal.