Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Three costumes and each represented a human life. Based on the info on the notes, there was a victim for every day of the week. So the owner at least was responsible for seven deaths. “Is the scar on my arm the kill count? I’ve killed 99 people?”
His eyes moved from the scar to the ground. Han Fei looked at the clown mask. There was a strange feeling, like he was looking at his own face. The mask was like a mirror, reflecting his heart, or rather, it was showing him the real face of his heart.
The endless smile, the frozen smile, the maddening smile, and a drop of tear on the cheek. ‘Is this the real me?’ Compelled by something, Han Fei picked up the mask. “Killing clown? Laughing clown? Crying clown?” After some hesitation, Han Fei placed the clown mask in his backpack and prepared to leave. The stench in the inner room was very thick. The smell would seep into the clothing. It was why the father returned home smelling like this yesterday. ‘I can’t go back to that home anymore tonight.’
Han Fei didn’t want to have any more interaction with his ‘parents’. The couple treated Han Fei well, but he really had no memory related to his parents in his mind. The couple was like a pair of strangers to him. Han Fei was about to leave when he heard a strange sound from the inner room.
“There’s another dead body? No, possibly a dying victim.” For Han Fei, the best choice was to leave and mind his own business. Curiosity kills the cat. If there was really a victim inside the dresser, if he opened the dresser, the other party would see his face. Would he need to kill the person or let them go? Rationality told Han Fei that he should leave. Plus, the mother was coming back.
‘The possibility that I’m the killer aside, what would I do if I ask my heart? If I leave, the person will die. This is a human life.’ After a moment of silence, Han Fei walked over and looked through the gap of the dresser. It was too dark to see anything. ‘I’ll have to open it.’
Han Fei destroyed the lock. There was no dying victim but a dying black cat. The
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