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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Han Fei didn’t want to stray too far away from the first floor, but whenever he wanted to stay, the elder would drag him along. The corridors seemed to hide many deep dangers. Big Sin in the ghost tattoo also kept giving Han Fei warnings. There was no place that was safe in the building. “We can’t keep on moving. The Messengers are coming.” Han Fei could hear footsteps coming from downstairs. They were on the fourth floor. He looked into the corridors. There were many apartments as well as shops from several decades ago, like a dentist's clinic, small casinos, and so on.
The lower floors of the skyscraper represented the lowest level of society… of a specific period in time. When he was there, Han Fei felt like he had returned to the edge of the intelligent city several decades ago. It was old, dirty, and dangerous.
“We have no time. We’ll hide on this floor.”
“The number four is not that lucky. Most buildings will not have the fourth floor.” The elder shook his head. His neck crawled with goosebumps. “We better head up.” The stench in the air thickened. It smelled like rotten meat. With the elder leading the way, Han Fei came to the fifth floor. The corridor on this floor was hanging with white banners. White cloths were strung on the walls. Bloody accusations painted the cloth. Most of the accusations were related to the sixth floor. The people on the sixth floor bullied the people on the lower floors so much that the latter couldn’t live normally. There were many broken families, orphans, and abandoned babies. The passage between the fifth and the sixth floor was blocked by a lot of trash. But with a closer look, one could discern a small path in the heap of trash. Just as Han Fei and the elder hesitated, suddenly, a door on the fifth floor opened. The old security door creaked open. Then, a fair man exited the room silently. He was very slow because he was afraid to wake his family and neighbors.
“Is he a tenant here? But he looks like a normal person.” Han Fei thought the building was dominated by the mons
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