My Healing Games

Chapter 677 Losing the Hearts of the People
"Everyone scatter! Get away from the residential area!" Qianye usually seems unreliable, but after F was tied up, he immediately took over F's command and minimized the players' losses.

"Where's F? It seems like this wasn't in the future he told us about!" The players were terrified by the giant three-story-high rag doll. Their minds were filled with the doll's eerie laughter. At this moment, the buildings were blocked by blood vessels, making it impossible for them to escape.

"Trust F! He led us to establish ourselves in this city, and all we can do is trust him! Just like before!" Qianye's tone left no room for doubt. There was no better way now than to keep the morale of the troops unshaken.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out as a player's body was pierced by a blood vessel during their escape.

As blood dripped everywhere, the blood vessels around him seemed like giant pythons that had smelled the blood, rushing forward with lightning speed to coil around him. When the blood vessels dispersed, only the clothes the player had just been wearing remained on the ground.

Even more horrifying was that the doll seemed unwilling to spare the deceased's clothes. The blood-soaked clothes were slowly dragged along by the veins, which everyone present could see clearly. In the end, the clothes were pasted onto the doll's body, becoming part of the doll's dress.

Life is sometimes as fragile as a blood flower, easily crushed with a single touch. This scene had a tremendous impact on those players.

No one cared about formation or F's instructions; they scattered and fled, their only wish now being to run faster than their former teammates.

"F has run away! He abandoned us and ran away!" A woman's voice came from next to the taxi. The group of players was a hastily formed team. They might all have high talent, but they were not very disciplined. They were brought together by a strong leader. Now that F had left ahead of time, everyone panicked.

The blood vessels blocked the street, and the rag doll was covered in rotting, foul-smelling flesh. The little dress she wore, pieced together from the clothes of countless dead people, began to change.

As blood vessels burst open, a woman's face emerged from beneath the dead man's skirt. Her body was buried deep within countless pieces of rotting flesh, and her eyes were etched with a constantly shifting word of hatred.

This rag doll has an extreme aversion to people; she seems to want to kill everyone in the city.

"Is the rag doll the real person that woman?" Han Fei silently watched as the rag doll sealed off the community, trapping and slaughtering the players in a blood-red cage.

"Han Fei..." Ah Chong felt a little reluctant, but dared not make any demands.

"You were brought here by F, and you even pointed your knives at me. Now that F has abandoned you and run away, do you want to beg me to save you?" The curse crawled all over Han Fei's body, as if a gentle lover was embracing him from behind, their bodies intertwined.

Ah Chong held the child, knowing he had no right to ask Han Fei for anything; no one dared to face such a terrifying ghost alone.

"Many players also have opinions about F; we're just trying to survive."

"Does living mean you can hurt me with impunity?" Han Fei's smiling face on his white mask seemed to be mocking this upside-down world. However, after he finished speaking, he still walked towards the residential area: "If I were really a bad person, I would probably hide in a safe area and watch you being slaughtered, enjoying this bloody performance. But deep down, I should be a good person."

All the players scrambled to run towards the outer perimeter, but Han Fei went against the flow, gripping his knife and entering the area sealed off by blood vessels.

Players ran past him one by one, staring in surprise at the figure in the black suit. They vaguely remembered someone calling his name before.

Han Fei!

The aura of the curse could no longer be suppressed. Han Fei gently stroked the red rope as he stood in the darkness, facing the rising sun.

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the darkness, Han Fei gripped his sword and charged forward, unleashing a thousand curses simultaneously!

Dodging through countless blood vessels, his superhuman reaction speed left players hiding in the distance dumbfounded.

As his memories gradually loosened, Han Fei's will was becoming unified with his instincts.

He unleashed a potential far exceeding everyone's expectations, each step he took seemingly stepping to the beat of a killing spree.

As darkness descended, Han Fei faced a giant demon several times his size, yet he showed no hesitation whatsoever. It seemed he was already accustomed to danger and never bowed his head to the pressure of fate.

Under the bright moonlight, Han Fei swiftly approached, his hand gripping the knife raised high.

As he swung his knife, the dozen or so names on his heart flashed with bloody light, and the curse enveloping his entire body transformed into a woman with eyes full of love.

She seemed to own nothing, her figure swaying, yet it was as if she were embracing the last gift the world had given her.

As the blade fell, thousands of vicious and evil curses, filled with boundless resentment and rage, poured into the rag doll's chest!

The skirt woven from the clothes of the dead shattered instantly, and the woman's face, which was deeply embedded in flesh and blood, cracked. Not only her, but also the flesh and blood around her were torn apart by the black curse.

That desperate black curse is the most incurable poison in the world. The woman hidden inside the rag doll has a festering face, and the hatred in her eyes turns into a blurry blood color.

A scream rang out as the rag doll's last remaining arm slammed towards Han Fei.

Just when everyone thought Han Fei was going to retreat, he gripped his knife in reverse and charged forward!
Each time the curse on Xu Qin was released, it would cause some damage to the paper doll. From the moment Han Fei decided to use the curse, he had no intention of leaving.

A person harbored murderous intent towards an out-of-control evil spirit!
With another swing of his sword, Han Fei displayed unparalleled skill. The blade seemed like an extended arm, and as long as he possessed a sword capable of slicing through anything, he would dare to challenge anyone.

The evil spirit inside the rag doll was initially ambushed by the black knife, and then caught off guard, it was struck head-on by Xu Qin's curse. To make matters worse, dawn had arrived, and the first rays of the rising sun shone on the rag doll's back.

Everything was going according to Han Fei's plan. The evil spirit's strength was being weakened, and now was the best time to kill it.

The sunlight had a much greater impact on the evil spirits than Han Fei had imagined, especially these evil spirits that even the Paradise could not control. For various reasons, they seemed afraid to appear during the day.

As dawn broke, the cursed rag doll suppressed its hatred and anger, deliberately severing the blood vessels in its body, and moved its massive body away from the outside of the residential area.

The other person's body slowly shrank under the light, becoming far less terrifying than before.

The curse that covered his body slowly faded, and the red rope dimmed. Han Fei stood amidst the scattered flesh and blood of the rag doll, knife in hand.

The players who had been fleeing in all directions stopped in their tracks. They looked back at the residential area, almost unable to believe their eyes.

F left first under the threat of the evil spirit, but the man forced the evil spirit away.

As a staunch supporter of F, Chiya was also somewhat shocked.

The tiny Han Fei and the enormous rag doll body formed a stark contrast, but now it was that ferocious giant demon that had escaped!
"Han Fei!" Li Guo'er pulled up in her taxi next to Han Fei, and A Chong got in with the child in his arms. They squeezed into the back seat. "We're wanted now, let's get out of here as soon as possible."

"No rush." ​​Han Fei opened the car door, staring at the departing rag doll: "Drive after it, we must kill it today!"

His calm words carried a chilling killing intent. The players who had wanted to approach also heard Han Fei's words, and they stared at him blankly.

The smile on the mask was frightening, and the eyes behind the mask were terrifying.

The taxi started moving, and Han Fei took Fu Tian away, leaving A Chong behind.

Ah Chong, who had been saved by Han Fei twice, had a complicated expression. After being abandoned by F twice in a row, he no longer had any hope for F. He increasingly felt that Han Fei might be the one who could truly lead everyone out of their predicament.

"Ah Chong! Are you alright?" Qianye and the nearby players walked over: "That guy covered in curses didn't hurt you, did he?"

Ah Chong shook his head: "I'm a little unsure what to do. I need to go find Rose."

At this moment, instead of going to F, Ah Chong immediately contacted Qiangwei, and the surrounding players understood what Ah Chong meant.

Last time in Building 11 of Xingfu Community, Ah Chong was pushed out by F, and this time Ah Chong was abandoned again.

Thinking about it more deeply, F did help everyone get through the most dangerous phase, but he is a person who will stop at nothing and disregard the consequences to achieve his goals. Today he can sacrifice Ah Chong, and tomorrow when he faces enough benefits, he will sacrifice others as well.

Now everyone is gradually realizing that, in F's eyes, players are just expendable commodities that can be discarded at any time.

No one spoke up to persuade Ah Chong. Even Qian Ye just sighed: "I won't interfere with any of your decisions, but I hope you won't make the wrong choice, and even more so, don't stand in F's way. It's dawn. Prepare to retreat and meet up at rendezvous point number three."

The players helped the wounded up and left with the night. Only Ah Chong looked in the direction Han Fei had gone, feeling that it might be a better place for him.

The black taxi sped along the quiet streets. The rag doll's body grew smaller and smaller, but its speed increased. If it weren't for the hearse, Han Fei and the others would have had no chance to catch up with it.

"That guy seems to know we're chasing it."

"So what if I know?" Han Fei sat in the passenger seat, his gaze fixed on the figure that was constantly melting away in the early sun. "Follow it. I want to find out exactly how these ghosts appeared and went out of control."

After chasing for more than ten minutes, the sleeping boy woke up from his dream. He was still groggy and his mind was not clear. The first thing he said when he opened his eyes was to call for his mother.

"Xiao Jia, give him the phone so he can call his mother." Han Fei had been trying to contact that woman, but hadn't had the chance.

"Isn't this a bit much? It feels like we're acting like kidnappers demanding ransom." This was Xiao Jia's first time doing this kind of work, and he felt like he was going further and further down the path of crime.

“We just rescued this child from more than a dozen thugs. I don’t understand what you’re feeling guilty about?” Han Fei stared intently at the doll, not daring to be distracted.

"Alright." Xiao Jia scratched his wig, trying to put on a kind expression: "Little friend, do you remember your mother's phone number? We'll take you to your mother."

Fu Tian squeezed between Xiao Jia and Xiao You. His body had not fully recovered, but his eyes began to scan the passengers in the car, trying to secretly memorize everyone's appearance.

It wasn't until he saw Han Fei that his small eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he asked with a hint of doubt, "Are you the uncle who was wearing the mascot costume that morning?"

Han Fei removed his mask and turned to look at Fu Tian: "Contact your mother immediately. Someone might be trying to harm you."

“Mom went to look for you. She seems to have discovered something and hasn’t come home for a day and a night.” Fu Tian’s behavior was nothing like that of a child. Even though he was very scared, he still tried to remain calm: “She told me to stay at home and even prepared a refrigerator full of food for me.”

Do you remember her phone number?

“I called, but her phone was always switched off.” Fu Tian took out a broken old phone from his pocket, which was bigger than his hand: “My mother sent me a few messages, but this phone was broken by those people who broke into my house.”

"Think back to what your mother said." Han Fei communicated with the child very smoothly and felt that the child's performance in the face of the emergency was better than Xiao Jia's.

"She said she thought she saw her brother in the amusement park, and that you saved us before, and this time she's going to save you." The boy almost cried, but held back: "I need to grow up quickly, my brother is gone, and my mother is gone too..."

"Your mother went to the amusement park?" The first thing Han Fei did after waking up was to rush to the amusement park to find the mother and child, which shows that this was the most important thing to him, and only by completing this task could the foundation of his destiny be shaken.

"Uncle, did you know my mother before?" Fu Tian asked, voicing his inner doubts. "I've always felt a sense of familiarity with you."

Hearing Fu Tian's words, Xiao Jia next to him laughed out loud, marveling at the innocence of children's words. Han Fei, in the passenger seat, did not answer the question directly, but only urged Li Guo'er to drive faster.

Before the sun had fully risen, the rag doll escaped to an upscale residential area in the north of the city.

"How could such a terrifying demon be hiding in the wealthy area? No wonder it can't be found in the park during the day."

The hearse couldn't get into the residential area, so to avoid attracting the attention of the police, Han Fei and Li Guo'er, who were in the best physical condition, got out of the car to chase after it, while the rest of the people stayed in the car to provide backup.

Blood and flesh fragments scattered from the rag doll's body fell all the way down the path. Han Fei watched as the rag doll, now shrunk to half a meter in size, crawled into the stairwell of Building No. 1.

"Han Fei, we can't cause too much trouble here."

"Don't forget who we are now." Han Fei put his mask back on, gripped his knife, and entered the stairwell, not even bothering to hide from the surveillance cameras.

Following the bloodstains on the ground, Han Fei arrived at the third floor. He found a whole box of old toys in the spacious hallway, piled up next to the garbage, seemingly all abandoned.

(End of this chapter)