"The corridor door of Building No. 1 has been opened, and the black mist drifting into the building, singing may also come over. Next, I have to find a way to go to other buildings and look for Feng Ziyu. But before that, I have to die first. Let's talk about the hidden profession of Lou Baoan if you get it."

In the deep world, every step must be cautious, Han Fei is going to stay in Building One for three hours before leaving here.

"Zhuang Wen should be looking for butterflies, I hope she can do what she wants." Han Fei tried to close the corridor door again, but unfortunately the door lock has been broken, even if it is closed, the fog outside will continue to infiltrate.

When Han Fei fiddled with the corridor door, a black arm suddenly emerged from the fog. He hurriedly guarded the life-saving knife in front of him, but before he could make the next move, the arm was entangled with countless bloodshot eyes. Then it was torn to pieces in an instant.

The bloodshots gathered, and the red skirt stopped in the corridor on the first floor. She stared at Han Fei carefully. She was so weak, how dare to intervene between the big resentment and the jumper.

"Thank you." Han Fei came back to his senses, he put away his life knife and walked to the red skirt: "Excuse me, I have to ask you one more question, should you agree to me as a security guard here?"

There was no reason to refuse, the red skirt nodded.

"Can you help me persuade other people? I want to stay here and let more people find myself again. I know that I am weak and have no special abilities. Many times I can't even save myself." Han Fei smiled bitterly: "I don't even know when I will die, but I still want to tell more people that there are only people like me who persist in the dark world."

Almost every word Han Fei said was on the heart of the red skirt, and she used to think so too.

The red skirt fluttered, affecting the resentment of the whole building, and the red skirt nodded again: "They will agree."

With the red skirt following, Han Fei's courage gradually grew. He was about to knock on the door from house to house to consult all the owners.

Originally, he didn't want to be so troublesome, but this is a requirement of the system. If he wants to regain the security of the hidden professional dead building, he must obtain the approval of all the owners.

First of all, Han Fei came to the door of the wedding dress woman's room. He had been exhausted before and could not even bother looking for him.

In addition, Han Fei also discovered one thing. Compared with the strength of the owner of the building, the wedding dress woman is also very powerful. The most important thing is that she can leave the dead building freely, which has attracted great attention from Han Fei.

Knocked on the door, and there seemed to be no one inside, so Han Fei had no choice but to let the red skirt help.

The blood on the red dress got into the keyholes, and strange patterns appeared on the door, mysterious and beautiful.

The red skirt misunderstood Han Fei's meaning, not only the room where the wedding dress woman was, but all the doors on this floor were opened.

Doors slammed on the wall, and the bleeding door numbers seemed to be crying.

Looking inside, Han Fei found that the layout of the room was very similar to that of the dead building game. He entered the bedroom and stared at the wedding photo on the bedside.

"Operate with integrity, I will do what I promised you, and now I'm here in advance for the appointment."

Han Fei seemed to be talking to himself, no ghost in the room responded to him, there was not even a trace of yin in this room, and the room in Biyang room was clean.

"I know you are here." Han Fei said as he took the wedding-clothed woman's hijab from his inventory. When he was about to hand the hijab to the red skirt for inspection, the woman in the wedding photo turned blue and had slow eyes. Slow congestion.

Pale hands grabbed the frame, and a woman over two meters tall emerged from the wedding photo.

Her eyes drifted behind Han Fei and Han Fei, and her chapped lips slowly opened, but after hesitating for a long time, she couldn't say a word.

I just want to ask you to do me a favor, can't you bring the scariest ghost in the building to my house?

Will you kill me when you first visit?

Incomparably entangled in her heart, the wedding dress woman dared not say nothing, she was afraid that she would never have a chance to speak.

"The building is not peaceful recently, we will talk about our affairs later."

"It's okay, the jumper on the top floor has left, and now the owner of the first building with the most right to speak is behind me."

"Top...floor?" The wedding dress woman stared at Han Fei in disbelief: "The chaos in the building these two nights has something to do with you?"

"It's a little bit of a relationship. You have a better vision to speak of it. You recommend me to be the security guard of the dead building." Han Fei smiled and looked at the wedding dress woman.

The wedding dress woman wanted to destroy her eyes, but now she dare not act rashly.

"Don't you want to enter a certain room? We can go there now. I am the most trustworthy person."

Han Fei asked again and again, but the wedding dress woman who didn't understand her current state finally spoke, "I'm going to enter a room in Building 4, where my husband's eyes are."

"Building Four? Do you know how to enter Building Four?"

"I used to live in Building 4, but my room was occupied by another thing." The wedding dress woman tore the human skin off her neck, and there was a blood-red key hidden in her throat: "You only need It’s enough to hold that thing for me for five minutes."

"The deal, but before that, I have to go to other owners, you just follow me first." There is another team behind Han Fei, and the wedding dress woman keeps a considerable distance from the red skirt.

Along the way, almost all the owners recognized Han Fei. They gave Han Fei a high evaluation. There was even a ghost with a sewed mouth, and they also praised Han Fei for his excellence in sign language.

Han Fei is also very happy to be recognized and praised by the owner. As a security guard, Han Fei is also very happy.

Successfully arrived on the 14th floor~lightnovelpub.net~Han Fei took the other two security guards and the red skirt and stopped at the door of room 1144.

Before they knocked on the door, an old lady appeared on the stairs next to her. She was wearing black clothes and a butterfly pattern was faintly visible on the back of her neck.

Han Fei had seen this old man before, and the other party always liked to go out late at night and was always looking for a way out. She seemed to know some truth.

"Young man, I advise you not to open that door casually. You have done a good job, but you can't change much. Maybe everything will be restored after the next zero point." The old man looked at Han Fei in a gloomy way. She seems to have been hiding on the fourteenth floor.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Han Fei walked to the old man: "Grandma, you are also a resident in the building. Are you satisfied with my job? You can tell me if you have any suggestions."

"I suggest replacing a group of more obedient security guards, so that everyone can live for a long time." The old man crouched, her eyes looked at Han Fei as if she was staring at something ominous.

"Old lady, did you understand what I meant wrong?" Han Fei took out a cigarette from the inventory: "I'm asking if you have any suggestions, but I didn't ask you to make any wishes?"