Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 427 Psychological suggestion
The subconscious hides here as the emperor, no wonder it is so manic.

Feinan looked to the other side, where two guards whose face could not be seen clearly dragged out a woman who looked exactly like He Min from the crowd, and dragged her to Huang William.

"Bitch! Damn them all!"

Suddenly a gun appeared in Huang William's hand, and he shot He Min's head off.

Looking at all this, Feinan shook his head.

The desire for revenge is so strong, no wonder his cursor is so red!

Forget it, don't waste time, just deal with him directly.

Feinan stepped into the main hall and came to Huang William in one step.

Huang Weilian saw Feinan who suddenly appeared in front of him, and a look of hatred appeared on his face.

This is his subconscious mind, there will be no camouflage, cover-up and other operations, and the emotion is the most direct.

"Damn!"

William Huang raised the gun in his hand and repeatedly pulled the trigger on Feinan in front of him.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang bang!

Bullets roared out, but this time, none of them hit Feinan.

With his hands behind his back, Fei Nan didn't move, but the bullets were all suspended in front of him.

Although this was Huang William's subconscious dream, he didn't know how to manipulate the dream to fight back, while Feinan was doing mental calculations without intention, and was far stronger psychologically and spiritually than him, so he naturally couldn't hurt Feinan.

After emptying the bullets in the magazine, Huang William became even more enraged when he saw Feinan who was unharmed. He threw away the pistol, grabbed a knife from the guard at the side, and slashed at Feinan's head.

There was still no movement, but after Huang William's knife came to a position three inches above his head, it stopped and could no longer fall.

Huang Weilian's face was flushed, but he couldn't shake the long knife in his hand.

"Understood!"

Feinan snorted, his eyes narrowed, and the long knife above his head shattered into pieces, flying in all directions, piercing through the heads of dozens of guards in an instant.

Pfft!
Pfft!
The guards lay silently on the ground, but no one paid attention to them. The rest of the guards drew their weapons and looked at Feinan.

And all kinds of people in the long queue are still conscientious, playing the role of being judged.

"what!"

Huang William's screams resounded throughout the hall, his hands were blown apart by the shattered handle of the knife, and blood gushed out.

Propping his elbows on the ground, he desperately crawled backwards, yelling in horror, "Kill him! Kill him!"

The guards raised their weapons and rushed towards Feinan.

The huge door panel at the back of the main hall was pushed open, and several groups of guards wearing British-style lobster soldier uniforms stepped out of it holding long guns, stood in several rows, aimed at Feinan, and fired continuously.

With a thought, Feinan looked at the feet in front of him, and a complex iron box made of red and gold, made of metal appeared in front of him, but when he raised his foot to step on it, he stepped on nothing, as if he was stepping on a phantom.

Raising his eyebrows, he realized that in other people's dreams, unknown things cannot appear.

Just like Huang William has never seen a blue elephant, and never thought about this thing, then in his subconscious dream, this thing will not appear.

After thinking about it, Feinan looked to his right hand, and a heavy machine gun appeared in his hand.

The ground beneath his feet began to rise, turning into a huge ammunition box with a chain of ammunition extending from it all the way into the machine gun in his hand.

Under Huang William's horrified gaze, Feinan pulled the trigger, and the bullet rushed out of the gun like a hot line of fire.

He turned the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet turned into a whip of fire, which instantly cut off the guard who rushed forward, breaking it in half.

The people in the long line didn't panic or shout, they just watched the scene quietly.

After turning the gun and smashing the lobster soldier into pieces, Feinan dropped the machine gun and walked towards Huang William.

He was leaning on the throne, looking at Feinan in horror, as if looking at a prison blood demon god.

"Do not kill me!"

His eyes were full of fear, and he could feel that the pure killing intent from Feinan was approaching him step by step.

Striding up to him, Feinan picked him up, pressed him in front of a guard who had been cut in two, and said coldly, "Look carefully, who is he?"

The guards did not shed blood, their visors fell off, and everyone had the face of William Huang.

William Huang looked at the crowd not far away in horror. The people waiting for the trial also raised their faces with horror on their faces. Each of them was William Huang, with the same expression as William Huang.

"Everyone you judge is yourself!"

Feinan yelled loudly: "You are the one who should be judged the most!"

Following his words, all the William Huangs who were waiting for trial also spoke together, pointing at William Huang and yelling, "You are the most damned!"

Opening his mouth in astonishment, Huang Weilian let out a ghostly howl that was not human, and desperately climbed to the throne behind him.

However, the throne began to extend upwards with countless steps, no matter how hard he climbed, he couldn't reach the top.

The hall began to collapse, and the ground began to sink, leaving only the dark throne in the center and Huang William, who was desperately climbing up.

Feinan stepped on the void, watching him silently.

Huang Weilian crawled out of breath, and his movements became slower and slower.

He looked longingly at the throne above, but the seemingly limited but actually infinite stairs formed a chasm, making it impossible for him to return.

He looked down and saw that the ground of the original hall had completely collapsed, and below was a dark and bottomless abyss, leading to an unknown place.

In addition to the walls and pillars around the hall, there was only a piece of ground where the throne under him stood, sitting on a stone pillar extending into the abyss.

Rumble!
Following a burst of shaking, the stone pillar also began to sink downwards, bringing the throne along with it.

The exhausted Huang Weilian panicked and tried his best to climb up, but he couldn't go up at all.

"No! No!"

He shouted in despair, and could only watch himself and the throne fall into the endless abyss.

The circle of Huang William who was being judged appeared above the abyss, looking down at him who fell into the abyss expressionlessly, and shouted in unison: "You are the most damned! You are the most damned!"

Huang William crawled on the steps, no longer climbing, muttering to himself: "I deserve to die the most, I deserve to die the most..."

Afterwards, he seemed to agree with this sentence, and began to cry.

"I deserve to die the most! I deserve to die the most!"

He looked desperately at the light above the abyss until he fell into darkness.

……

In reality, Feinan gently moved his finger away and stared at Huang William quietly.

The psychological hint has been planted, and the next step is to see Huang William himself.

He held up the gun in a daze, his eyes were empty, but then he shivered and came back to his senses.

Seeing Feinan in front of him clearly and the pistol in his hand, he screamed as if he had been stung by a scorpion, let go and threw the gun away.

"Oh! I am the most damned! I am the most damned!"

He suddenly yelled loudly, slapping his head and face desperately, crying and laughing like a madman.

"I deserve to die the most! I deserve to die the most!"

He roared, suddenly turned around and ran downstairs, staggered, rolled down the stairs, and his head was bleeding.

He got up immediately, as if he didn't notice, and continued to run down, crying and laughing, all the way out of the building, his yelling could be heard.

(End of this chapter)