Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
“Our picture?” Han Fei, who came out of the nightmare, was covered in curses. He pushed the door open.
A horrible stink wafted out of the room. The small room was filled with colorful paintings. In the middle of the paintings was a chained young man. He held a broken finger and dabbed it with paints.
“No. 4?” The boy was wearing the uniform of the orphanage. However, it had been severely damaged that the number on the boy’s back was blurred.
“Why do you have our picture?” The boy didn’t lift his head and continued to paint on the ground. He was painting another boy. The boy imagined various kinds of death, but he didn’t harm anyone. He was using this method to control his urges.
“I also came from that orphanage like you.” At that moment, Han Fei’s backpack opened. The ugly kitten picked out a picture from within the pages of the script. The picture of the children was hidden inside the script. The present from the painter seemed to be meant for this moment.
Sensing something, the boy lifted his head to look at Han Fei. His bloody eyes blinked slowly. Then, he pounced at Han Fei like an angry leopard!
The chains tightened and cut into the flesh. The boy’s hands stopped before Han Fei’s eyes. He opened his mouth to reveal his broken teeth. His mother and grandmother clipped his fingers and pulled out his teeth to prevent him from hurting others.
“Don’t be so nervous. I can give it to you if you want to look at it.” Han Fei passed the picture to the boy. The boy held it with both hands. His face slowly returned to normal, just like a child who had finally found safe haven. The blood scab on his eyes fell, and some rationality returned to his eyes.
“When you entered Building 11, you should have seen the childhood memory of No. 11, right?” The boy’s voice was soft and gentle. It was completely different from how he acted earlier.
“Yes.” Han Fei didn’t deny it. He noticed that after the boy touched the picture, one of the children’s faces became clearer. The picture appeared to be the key to helping the orphans recover t
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