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Chapter 315

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Even at the Ziggurat, people like Han Fei were rare. At least, this was the first time that Xiao Fang and Brother Hua had encountered someone like this.

Han Fei had come up with a new way to use the red dress. If other people found a red dress in the bathroom at night, they would definitely try their best to destroy it or throw it away, but Han Fei would treat it like a treasure. He would not want to part with it for even a second.

However, this was only useful when the red dress was still unconscious. Han Fei had not forgotten how the red dress had treated Xiao Fang.

Whatever he did to the red dress, the red dress might retaliate even more fiercely.

Han Fei, who was barely breathing a few hours ago, was now running at full speed. His wounds were bleeding but his speed did not slow down.

This medical miracle was all thanks to the Suicide Ghost who was crawling up the stairs.

Inside the safety passage of Apartment 1, every place that she crawled over would leave a trail of blood. She spread her curse and hatred without restraint. It was a mystery what she had been through when she was alive. Why would she have such a strong resentment?

"Brother Hua, why don't you put me down?" Xiao Fang's body had not fully recovered. He had no idea what the merchant had stolen from him. He was so weak that he could barely move.

"Do you know what that thing is downstairs?" Brother Hua lowered his head. He was old and his legs were not as strong as a young man's. He had been running for so long that he could not take it anymore.

He did not say that he could not hold on anymore but his speed was slowing down and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"Brother Hua …"

"Don't think it's over just because you're dead. There are ten thousand things that are worse than death." Brother Hua hissed through his teeth. He seemed to know something. "As long as you can live, don't give up."

Brother Hua dragged Xiao Fang. Both of them were slowing down. The shadow that crawled up like a giant worm was getting closer and closer!

The thick scent of blood drifted into their nostrils. There were chunks of meat with black letters written on them. They could hear the woman's suppressed voice.

"Who's upstairs? Who's in the stairwell? Stop running, you're dead if I run into you! "

"You won't be able to run, where can you run to? I will capture you and push you down the stairs! "

"Die, all of you!"

The voice downstairs was like a soul-hooking chain, becoming clearer and clearer.

When they reached the 21st floor, Brother Hua's legs were shaking. He could not hold on any longer, but he did not want to leave Xiao Fang behind.

He seemed to have done something similar before, and now the same scene appeared again.

If only one person could survive, should he give this opportunity to someone else?

No matter what choice he made in the Ziggurat, no one would blame him because when there were ghosts in the world, people could push all the blame and madness on them.

Xiao Fang was not Brother Hua's first disciple, and Xiao Fang had never asked where Brother Hua's previous disciples had gone. The two of them had a tacit understanding, and neither of them wanted to bring up anything bad.

However, there were some things that could not be avoided just because he did not want to mention it.

There was no strength left in his legs. If he didn't let go of Xiao Fang, both Brother Hua and Xiao Fang would die.

"Do I have to make this choice again?" Brother Hua knew that Xiao Fang would not blame him, but it was precisely this that made him feel even worse. Emotions collided in his mind, and the colorful lines were like flower buds spreading their petals.

His fingers that gripped Xiao Fang slowly loosened. He wanted to hold on for a little longer, but his grip on Xiao Fang was too weak.

Brother Hua's fingers loosened. Just as Xiao Fang was about to collapse on the stairs, another hand reached out to grab Xiao Fang's arm.

"Run!"

When Han Fei observed the location of the woman, he noticed the two guards were getting further and further away from him. Without hesitation, Han Fei reached behind him.

Perhaps in some people's eyes, the two guards could help them buy time and reduce the chance of being caught by the ghost.

As long as he could increase his own chance of survival, he did not mind sacrificing other people's lives.

When Brother Hua was making his choice, Han Fei was also making his choice. However, Han Fei did not follow the rules of the Ziggurat. In other words, the choice he made was not one that the Butterfly wanted to see.

The evil Butterfly loved to play with human nature. In the human jigsaw case, it purposely let the homeless man see the truth. Then it watched as the homeless man went to tell the truth. In the end, it was chased away by the normal people.

Human nature was worthless in the Butterfly's eyes, it was just a tool, a pattern on its wings.

But in Han Fei's eyes, human nature was the strongest and brightest flower. Even at the bottom of the abyss, it could still bloom.

"Don't stop!"

Han Fei pulled Xiao Fang up and carried him on his back.

The bandages were bleeding. Xiao Fang and Brother Hua did not expect Han Fei to come to their rescue. They had not even exchanged a few words.

"Bai Shinian …" Xiao Fang memorized this name. At this critical moment, he had to put his life on the line to save them.

"Help me keep an eye on my back!"

Han Fei who focused on stamina could carry Xiao Fang on his back without slowing down his speed. If he could save them, Han Fei would not stand by and do nothing. Other than that, he felt like these two guards were his only teammates, he had to cherish them.

"Okay." Xiao Fang turned to look behind him. Han Fei had helped him, so he wanted to help Han Fei as well.

He even made a mental decision. When the monster was about to catch up to them, he would grab the monster and roll down the stairs to buy Han Fei some time.

Han Fei wrapped the dress around his neck and carried Xiao Fang on his back. He had no other thoughts, he just wanted to get to the top floor.

"I can see you! I can see you! " The torn vocal cords screamed. When Han Fei's group reached the 22nd floor, the female ghost appeared behind them.

Blood dyed the stairs red. The broken bodies were pieced together. The broken torsos were dragged by the twisted arms as they crawled up the stairs!

"I will drag you down with me! You'll die if I touch you! "

Knowing there was a ghost behind them and seeing it behind them were two completely different experiences.

Brother Hua, who had been trying his best to maintain his composure, crumbled when he saw the Jumper Ghost. Black and red ghost tattoos appeared on the back of his neck. The more afraid he was, the brighter the tattoos became.

Brother Hua's face was full of despair as his footsteps became powerless.

The sound of bones cracking came from the twisted arms. The ghost's hand reached for Brother Hua's back.

"Watch out!" Xiao Fang warned loudly. Han Fei also saw the monster chasing after them. Without hesitation, he tossed the red dress around his neck at the broken hand.

The dress was too light, it would not hit its target.

To ensure that the dress would hit its target, Han Fei had stuffed the walkie-talkie inside the dress when he was running.

The broken fingers gripped the dress. This was the first time the ghost came into contact with this thing. She was stunned for a moment.

The blood stain on the dress and the blood stain on her body were like two sharp knives. They pierced into each other's souls. At that moment, the color of blood started to spread across the whole building!

The red dress was a Large Lingering Spirit while the ghost possessed a Death Curse. Both of them had stayed at the Ziggurat for a long time before they finally met.

The black stain on the ghost's body spread across the red dress. A scary consciousness started to awaken inside the dress.

The ghost wanted to kill everyone. She did not care about the dress. She tried to tear the dress in her hands apart but no matter how hard she tried, the dress remained unscathed.

While she hesitated, the 3 security guards managed to reach the 24th floor.

'In the Ziggurat, the more afraid you are, the faster you will die.' Han Fei was reminded of Jing Sheng's hint. He glanced at Brother Hua behind him. Brother Hua's condition was starting to change.

'Whatever, I need to complete the mission first!'

Opening the safety door, Han Fei carried Xiao Fang to Room 1244. He tried to turn the doorknob but the door was really locked.

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