Latest URL: The wine glass fell to the ground, and the bright red wine flowed on the stage like blood.

In the oppressive hall, the butcher who called himself Liming walked towards the woman wearing the death mask, holding his sharp knife tightly.

The weak Grim Reaper and the Butcher of Dawn, this weird scene exudes a different kind of beauty.

The **** of death wants to stab the needle into the neck of the innocent, but the butcher stands in front of the innocent, and he wants to **** the person from the **** of death.

The dim light flickered for a moment, and at the moment when the light dimmed, Han Fei rushed forward with a knife. His speed was so fast that the audience could only see something passing by.

"Boom!"

There was a crisp sound when the blades collided, and a trace of surprise flashed in Han Fei's eyes. He knew the danger of the other party, so he didn't hold back.

But what he didn't expect was that the weak-looking woman actually caught his knife.

Compared to Han Fei, the death woman was even more surprised. Her wrist holding the knife was slightly numb, as if she was about to lose consciousness.

"You want to complete your own work, but why is it that you are not someone else's work?" Han Fei swung his knife continuously: "People who like to kill must be prepared to be killed at any time. If you don't have this awareness, The hand that holds the knife will shake."

The Grim Reaper's strength was not as strong as Han Fei's, but she was already much stronger than an ordinary adult, and her speed was so fast that she hardly seemed like a human being.

The more they fought, the more strange Han Fei felt. He thought he could quickly get rid of the members of this club, but he didn't expect the first person he met to be so powerful.

The two were fighting on stage, and the audience watched with gusto. They didn't care who killed who, all they wanted to watch was the killing process.

The man and woman were very excited to see Han Fei fighting with the death woman, and they also started fighting.

The world of this group of lunatics is difficult for ordinary people to understand. For example, Shen Luo, who is shrunk in his place at this time, always feels that he is out of place with this place.

The woman of death blocked Han Fei's ten attacks in a row. When Han Fei was about to swing the eleventh knife, the woman gave up resistance and fled backwards.

She was familiar with all the layouts in this hall, and quietly moved to the secret door during the knife setting process.

"Want to run?"

Han Fei had already seen the opponent's thoughts. He aimed at the woman's neck and slashed down. If the opponent tried to escape by force, he would end up with a dead body.

The blade fell, and the woman's neck was bent at a strange angle. She avoided Han Fei's blade, turned over, jumped into the secret door, and disappeared into the darkness.

However, Han Fei's knife was not completely useless. His blade cut through the death mask on the woman's face, and saw half of her face.

A little familiar, the other party seems to be the kind of big man who often appears on TV.

"I remember you."

The secret door was pitch black, emitting a strange smell of medicine and stench, and Han Fei didn't dare to pursue it rashly.

Holding the knife, he turned and looked down the stage.

"One ran away, but it doesn't matter, there are others."

Seeing that Han Fei had his eyes on him, the man and woman took out various things from the package with a strange smile, and the man even showed a disdainful expression to Han Fei: "Senior members are not allowed to kill each other Yes, otherwise you will be targeted by all members of the club, thinking that you are a newcomer, forget it this time."

"Why forget it? I still want to make him a waiter, wrap him in leather clothes, and sew beautiful clothes onto his skin." The woman patted the man's arm and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Senior members can't kill each other? With such a rule, do you still deserve to be called the Killing Club? You are a blasphemy against death, and no one can deprive the other party of the right to die." Han Fei stepped on the bright red wine Walking towards the two of them: "I'll help you purify your filth and send you to where you should go."

He walked faster and faster, and by the time the two of them reacted, Han Fei had already drawn closer.

The strength of this pair of men and women is very different from that of the woman wearing the death mask. They are only a little stronger than ordinary people.

"Stop!" After Han Fei abolished the couple, the parrot man came late, followed by three waiters: "It's your first time to break the rules, you two don't leave tonight! "

"I didn't do anything..." Shen Luo sat on the spot and muttered softly.

"You can kill unscrupulously in order to complete your own work, so can't I kill to complete mine? You two have double standards." Han Fei laughed, his words were full of sarcasm, and he was sure that the pair After the men and women could not fight back, they raised their knives and walked towards the parrot man.

"You still want to kill us?" The parrot man's voice became thinner. He had rarely seen someone as crazy as Han Fei.

"The name of my work is "The Butcher at Dawn". If I only kill one person, can it be called a butcher?" Han Fei rushed towards the parrot man with a smile: "I will use your corpses to pave a bridge for us Walk through the darkness and see the dawn."

There was no longer any nonsense, Han Fei used the fastest speed to close the distance, his combat intuition and actual combat ability were enough to crush anyone, which was honed from hundreds of life-and-death fights.

"I've seen many people like you." The parrot man took out a stun gun from his waist, but what he didn't know was that Han Fei had already seen through him when they first met.

The dagger was thrown, and with great force, it penetrated the parrot man's palm.

Han Fei kicked the waiter down and blocked another waiter in front of him.

Holding this meat shield, he rushed forward, fully interpreting the violence.

Han Fei seldom fights protracted battles, and all his movements aim to kill with one blow. Li Xue instilled this concept when he taught Han Fei, and she probably didn't expect that Han Fei could bring this concept to the extreme.

"Damn it?" Shen Luo, who was watching the battle, was stunned. He never thought that Han Fei, who was looking at the gentle and gentle, would fight so fiercely.

This can't even be described as fierce, it is simply brutal.

In Han Fei's eyes, the invincible and fearsome perverted murderer is like a toy in Han Fei's hands. Every reaction of the opponent's every step is in his expectation. It feels like the outcome is already doomed before the fight Same.

Wiping the blood off his hands, Han Fei became the only one standing in the hall.

"You, you killed them?" Shen Luo asked stutteringly, frightened.

"If I kill them, what's the difference with them?" Han Fei began to search his body, as if groping a corpse in the deep world, and his movements were extremely professional.

"You are indeed much scarier than them." Shen Luo wanted to stand up, but his legs were numb.

"Hold this stun gun for self-defense, and don't touch other things." Han Fei pulled Shen Luo up from the seat, and handed the parrot man's stun gun to Shen Luo: "The police should be coming soon, let's use this Time to look around."

Han Fei took Shen Luo out of Hall No. 1, and they walked towards the depths of the corridor.

The basement of this hotel was originally a private wine cellar, but after it was emptied, it became one of the strongholds of the killing club. There are two halls, a preparation room and a monitoring room in the basement.

Club members will contact each other through some special means to determine the location of the exhibition works, and then announce it that night.

The locations of their activities are different every time, and they are all over the outer suburbs. If they want to really destroy this club, they may have to break into their interior and get in touch with their senior management.

Passing through the two **** halls, Han Fei entered the preparation room, where various costumes and props were placed, just like an ancient execution room.

All "works" will be temporarily placed here before they are exhibited on stage, so the "smell" in this room is very strong.

"Han Fei, why don't we wait for the police to arrive before continuing the search."

Shen Luo covered his mouth and nose, he couldn't stand the atmosphere here.

"I seem to have missed something. Why is this room weird?" Han Fei walked to the middle of the room and looked at the table where the murderer's works were placed.

The wall directly opposite the table is covered with all kinds of masks, including animals and ghosts.

Han Fei tried to buckle the wall, and he found that the so-called wall was actually a special piece of cloth, and all the masks were hung on that piece of cloth.

Lifting off the cloth that was the same color as the wall, a mirror appeared in front of Han Fei.

All works to be exhibited on stage must first be placed in front of this mirror.

"This mirror is so scary!"

Shen Luo and Han Fei saw the mirror at the same time. The two people in the mirror looked different from their real ones. There was a huge colorful butterfly on Shen Luo's face, which was very scary; Han Fei was even more terrifying. There was a **** corpse standing behind him, and the two of them were back to back no matter where they went.

Happiness is all based on comparison. Originally, Shen Luo was very uncomfortable when he saw himself in the mirror and scratched his face desperately, but when he saw Han Fei's appearance in the mirror, the discomfort in his heart seemed to disappear a little.

"Han Fei, why are we different in reality from the mirror?"

"It can reflect us in another world." Han Fei walked in front of the mirror: "Someone is using the mirror to sacrifice, which is related to the ghosts living in the deep."

In the deep world map shown by Du Jing, the death club is marked out. In reality, these things began to appear in the outer suburbs of Xinhu a long time ago.

With the ability of hatred, even a butterfly cannot affect reality on such a large scale, and the butterfly itself is already the top level of hatred.

Thinking of this, four words came to Han Fei's mind—unspeakable.

"You wait here." Han Fei went back to Hall No. 1 and caught the parrot man. He kept asking him, and the man finally spoke.

There is a mirror like this in all the strongholds of the death club, they call it the dead mirror, through which people can see the appearance of the depths of their souls.

This mirror is the biggest secret of each stronghold of the Death Club, and not everyone is qualified to see it.

According to the parrot man, the members of the death club are divided into five categories. One category is members to be observed, such as artists and barbecue restaurant owners. After they complete a certain number of works, they will have the opportunity to visit the stronghold.

One level higher than the member to be observed is the official member~lightnovelpub.net~ These people can get a certain score after submitting their works, and they can use the score to exchange for certain things.

Further up is the senior member, only the senior member is entitled to the location and time of the exhibition, and their works have the opportunity to be staged.

The organizers of each stronghold are at the same level as the senior members, and only at their level are they qualified to know the existence of the dead mirror.

Above them are the core members of the club. This part of the core members, Parrot Man, has only met once. They have the right to rate each work, and they need to decide whether a newcomer is eligible to become a member.

And above the core members, there is another level. The parrot man only knows the existence of this level, but he doesn't know how to call each other, because he has never seen it before.

During the conversation with the parrot man, Han Fei discovered another problem. After seeing the appearance of Han Fei and Shen Luo in the death mirror, the other party's attitude changed fundamentally. He seemed to really put Han Fei and Shen Luo together. Luo became "the same kind".

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