Pairs of eyes stared at the changing numbers on the screen. Some eyes were filled with bloodlust, some were filled with suppressed despair, and some were filled with cold murderous intent.
They all retracted their presence and waited patiently.
On the black screen, the red number appeared to be bleeding. Ten seconds later, the elevator finally stopped.
The blood-stained elevator doors slowly opened to both sides, and the pungent smell of blood and decay filled the room. Then, a hand reached out from the elevator.
The hand was greyish purple. The swollen fingers were adorned with several expensive rings. As the body started to swell, the rings dug into the flesh like they had grown into the flesh.
The sound of heavy breathing could be heard as the hand slowly exerted force, dragging the fat body out bit by bit.
The handmade clothes were soaked in corpse water and emitted a horrible stench. The necktie hung diagonally from the fat neck and was pressed down by the thick layer of fat.
"Has the bookshelf been moved?"
A hoarse voice came out from the cracked lips, and an incomparably ugly face was reflected in the window.
The foot that stepped out from the elevator stopped. The man seemed to have sensed something.
After a short pause, he suddenly took a step back. His swollen fingers kept pressing the elevator button.
The silver elevator doors started to close, but they only closed halfway before they could not close anymore like they had malfunctioned.
An inexplicable cry rang out in the narrow elevator. On the blood-stained wall, a pitch-black eye suddenly opened. Then, as if some mechanism had been triggered, the temperature of the entire room suddenly plummeted!
Without warning, the stuck elevator door was slowly pried open. Two red words lit up on the elevator screen — Overload.
Pairs of pale hands appeared, and pale faces squeezed into the elevator.
It was unclear who made the first move, but before the well-dressed monster could react, he was already trapped in the middle.
A roar of anxiety came from his throat. His clothes that were soaked in corpse water emitted a faint black fog.
As the cries approached, he rushed out of the freight elevator without a care for anything else!
The crying in the room became shrill, and eyes opened on the door of the office.
Tears of blood dripped down. A frail girl stood alone at the door. Her dark eye sockets stared straight at the monster, a sweet smile on her lips.
The monster immediately closed his eyes, but he was still one step too late. He realized that his movements had started to slow down. His consciousness seemed to be pulled by some kind of power, as if it was being forcibly taken away.
His consciousness was trying its best to resist the suction force. He gradually lost control of his body, and the despair in the depths of his heart was triggered. The terrible memories that he had sealed a long time ago all gushed out.
The despair in his heart was like a sharp thorn that began to pierce his soul. The despair outside his body was like a prison that imprisoned his flesh and blood.
In just one minute, the monster could no longer struggle. Before he could even use his special ability, his consciousness, soul, and broken body were all controlled.
"Are you the boss of this security company?"
With the Rebirth Blade in hand, Han Fei's way of asking questions was rather unique. He did not care about the other person's answer. He aimed at the other person's arm and swung the blade!
The more living beings they had slaughtered, the more sins they had committed, the sharper the Rebirth Blade would be.
Based on the speed of the arm, Han Fei could tell whether the other person was a normal bad person or a wicked demon.
The blade sliced through the air. Without any resistance, one of the monster's arms fell to the ground.
The whole process was so fast that before the monster could even feel the pain, his eyes saw the arm fall to the ground.
Several seconds later, the monster screamed madly in pain.
"Who are you?!"
Without any question, Han Fei slashed at Han Fei the moment they met. There should be a deep hatred between them but the monster could not remember Han Fei's face. This should be the first time they had met.
"Your hands are stained with blood. The sins you have committed are worse than the animals at Cattle Alley." Han Fei stared at the wriggling arm on the ground. After it was chopped off, the arm emitted a rotten smell. It soon decomposed into a black mist.
When the black mist drifted toward Han Fei, Weep's urn was pushed open. A ghastly monster crawled over and swallowed the black mist with its mouth.
Satisfaction shone in its eyes before it turned to stare greedily at the boss' body.
Being stared at by the monster, the monster felt chills run down his spine. He could not remember when he had offended Han Fei, "Why are you here? I can give you anything you want. "
"No wonder you're the boss, you know how to negotiate." Han Fei looked at the monster with a smile. He was like the innocent boy next door, as clean as a piece of white paper.
"There is a lot of Yin energy and various items stored inside the building, I can take you there to collect them." The monster's gaze slowly moved away from Han Fei. When he saw Bai Shinian standing in the corner, his anger flared. "It was he who brought you here, wasn't it? I didn't expect this scaredy-cat to do something like this. "
Being stared at by the monster, Bai Shinian's face was filled with confusion. Looking at the amount of resentment around him, honestly, his heart was filled with fear.
"It has nothing to do with him. I'm here to ask you some questions and take some things with me." Han Fei sat on the table. "This security uniform that I'm wearing, I'm sure you're familiar with it, right?"
The monster did not notice it initially but now that Han Fei pointed it out, he turned to look at Han Fei.
When he noticed Han Fei was wearing the special uniform, the fat on his ugly face jiggled and surprise flashed across his eyes. "You're from the Ziggurat?"
"It doesn't matter where I'm from, I just want to know how many security guards you've sent to the Ziggurat and what is your relationship with it?"
Hearing Han Fei's question, the monster did not answer immediately. It was not until his consciousness was about to be sucked away that he gave up resisting.
"I can't even count how many people I've sent over but I'm doing this to protect more people. If I don't choose the right people to send over, the tenants will escape on their own and the whole street will become a dead end. "The monster knelt to the ground. He seemed to have his reasons for doing this. His ugly face was filled with pain and self-blame.
If Han Fei had not slashed at the monster earlier, if Han Fei was not an actor, the monster might have been fooled.
"Don't put so much effort into your acting, you don't have that kind of fluency in it, it looks very stiff to me." Han Fei swung the Blade of Rebirth again and the monster's other arm dissolved into black mist. Great Sin crawled happily to the monster's side.
Han Fei's action was decisive like he already knew part of the truth. The monster who had lost both arms was terrified. He kept begging for mercy and did not dare to lie anymore. "The Ziggurat asked me to send them some suitable souls as vessels. They wish to plant a seed deep inside the soul, hoping that it will blossom into the most unique flower."
"Flower?"
"The seed is an egg and the flower is a colorful butterfly. The manager of the Ziggurat has been trying to create the perfect flower but he has never succeeded. Most of the flowers fail to bloom and some of the flowers that do bloom are flawed. "
The monster's words attracted Han Fei's attention. The butterfly inside the Ziggurat appeared to be trying to create another butterfly?
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