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
This was the first time Han Fei had seen such a depraved place in the cryptic world. The other places had cruel ghosts, but this skyscraper corrupted one’s soul. The deep side and outer side of Red Alley were two completely different worlds. Under the red light, every ‘client’ who came here shed their disguises and allowed their inner demons to come out. They came here to satisfy their perversion. The men and women trapped inside the rooms were less than toys.
Even though this place was disgusting, it had a redeeming value. The place was fair. After the clients lost everything, they would become the new ‘toys’. That were the rules of Red Alley.
Walking down the moldy collision, the smell in the air agitated the soul. Just the sounds coming out of the rooms on both sides could scar one’s soul. Sister Hong didn’t dare to lift her head. She gritted her teeth and moved forward. They took a long time to walk down the corridor around 30 meters long. The blood was dried on the ground. Strange red plants grew out of it. They looked like fingers reaching out of bloody mud.
“The tobacco used in the blood cigarette is grown by the owner of Red Alley. Everyone on this floor smokes it. But only he knows how to make them.” Sister Hong looked at the blood-red door at the end of the corridor. Ambitions, hatred, and fear mixed in her eyes. “The Disciples hate coming here, so we have plenty of time.”
“Leave this to me.” Han Fei only had one Life Point, but he didn’t hesitate. Han Fei touched the ghost tattoo and summoned Nine Lives. A monster with a cat face crawled out of the ghost tattoo. After being in Fu Sheng’s memory altar, Nine Lives was no longer hostile toward Han Fei.
“Open the door.” The paw covered in sutures pushed open the red door. Sticky blood leaked out through the gap. The blood cigarette couldn’t even cover up the smell of blood. Han Fei and Sister Hong glanced into the room. The spacious living room was stuffed with various tools. The walls hung with clothes sewn from human skin. The bloody ground was growin
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