Chapter 327: 327 The Hapless Businessman

327 The Hapless Businessman

Han Fei didn't have the time to care about Xiao Fang or Brother Hwa. His mind was only filled with the image of the jumper woman's broken body chasing after him!

'Calm down! I've already led the girl out of the room, this is a rare opportunity, I should make use of that! Yes, be calm! To help Zhuang Wen regain her sensibility, I need to attempt to reunite all of her separate consciousnesses. But first, I need to get to the 8th floor to find the female livestreamer and have her put on the red dress. Only a completed red dress will be able to help me stop the jumper woman. While she is preoccupied, I need to find the divorced mother and the syringe woman as well as their children. After that...' The howling wind drilled into his ears. The scent of blood instantly enveloped Han Fei like a wave. The jumper woman had caught up to him!

Different from resentment, the presence of the jumper woman was darker and colder, that should be her hatred. To evolve from resentment to hatred, there was a gap that one had to cross, even though the jumper woman failed the evolution, she was still a Lingering Hatred. Unable to avoid it, Han Fei raised the wooden box above his head.

Bang! Wooden chips scattered everywhere. The blood red box was shattered by the jumper woman's twisted arm. The hand covered in Death Curse reached towards Han Fei but it found resistance. Blood coagulated and a bloody wind gathered in the corridor. The red dress, which had the brightest crimson Han Fei had ever seen, appeared to block the Death Curse. In the narrow corridor, two forces collided.

"Give me back my child!" The Death Curse on the jumper woman was boiling, the cursed black characters stuck together, morphing into new shapes. After her last piece of humanity was taken away by Han Fei, ironically enough, the jumper woman no longer just had death and destruction in her mind, as evidenced by the fact that she had demanded something else for the first time. The jumper woman who had been under the Butterfly's control started to possess her own wants. Compelled by extreme anger, her wounded heart started to beat again.

Han Fei had no idea how big of a trouble he had caused. After all, not even the Butterfly dared to approach the jumper woman's child. But Han Fei directly stole away the jumper woman's most important thing, causing the door to Room 1244 to be shattered as a result. If Butterfly didn't come to Building 1 soon, this place would eventually be demolished by Han Fei and the jumper woman. Both the jumper woman and the red dress were not the complete version of themselves but their conflict was already large enough to overwhelm Building 1. Normally, the manager would have come to intervene but until now Han Fei had not seen the manager.

Blood red cracks appeared on the wall, the nearest doors were torn apart like they were made of paper. The red dress once again bought precious time for Han Fei. He carried the little girl and ran down the corridor to reach the other stairwell.

"Open up! I've found your child!" Han Fei knocked on the door of the divorced woman. The boy who hid behind the safety door poked his head out confusedly. He was perfectly hidden, so why would this strange man say that he had been found? "Open the door!"

The footsteps came and the divorced mother opened the door. She looked afraid.

"Here, this is your child!" Han Fei hugged the girl and ran into the room.

"But my child is a boy..." The divorced mother still had more to say but suddenly the girl in Han Fei's embrace reached out to caress the mother's face. When her tiny finger touched the woman's cheek, the divorced mother was stunned. And a tear leaked out from her eyes. She didn't even realize she was crying. She couldn't remember anything, but the tears wouldn't stop. "Impossible, my child is a boy, he always goes around to find the key and leaves the room when I'm asleep at night. I love him dearly so why does he insist on leaving me?" The divorced mother kept wiping away the tears on her face but the tears wouldn't stop.

"Your memory has been tampered with, you are Zhuang Wen! And this little girl is your humanity, your most precious thing!" Han Fei used his free hand to grab the divorced mother by her shoulder and shake her violently, "Please remember it! For the sake of your child!" Han Fei screamed louder. The divorced mother's face changed, the place where the tears touched gave birth to a new layer of skin. She was going through unbearable pain until she finally shrieked.

"Stop lying to yourself! It's time to face your real self! You represent Zhuang Wen's spirit of maternity! You are her most important, inseparable part of her consciousness!" Han Fei's voice echoed in the living room. Zhuang Wen's mother swung her head low and her hair covered her face. The transformation had already begun but she didn't radiate too strong of a presence. Just as Han Fei thought this divorced mother was just an Animated Regret and attempted to drag her away with him, the bedroom door opened. A pale face poked out from inside the door, then the face rippled to form a tiny ghost. Soon, another face appeared, followed by another and another. The army of tiny ghosts was forming!

For so many years, the divorced mother had brought back a small ghost home every night and took them as her dead child!

The oppressive negative energy came out from the bedroom. Han Fei's hand on the divorced woman loosened, "Forgive my rudeness, but I was only concerned about you, you represent Zhuang Wen's spirit of maternity..." Before he finished, the divorced mother lifted her head to stare at the little girl. Her lips trembled as she said, "Give my child to me..."

"You're still hung up on that? I can return you the child but not now!" Staring at the tiny ghosts that started to fill up the house, Han Fei decided to exit the room and rushed upstairs! "Stop chasing after me! I'm trying to help you!" The divorced mother's front door was rammed through by the tiny ghosts and innumerable children handprints appeared on Han Fei's back. "No way? A memory with just a motherly instinct can be so strong?!"

Without any opportunity to rest, Han Fei gritted his teeth and raced to the 18th floor. Before he got there, he heard the businessman's helpless sigh, "It's you again? I've already moved from the left stairwell to the right stairwell. Don't you need to sleep at night?"

"Get out of my way!" Han Fei growled at the businessman as he charged up to the 22nd floor, where the syringe woman was.

Seeing the state that Han Fei was in, the businessman took a silent step back. He grumbled sadly, "A gentleman should never raise his voice for no reason... I've already tried my best to avoid you, how is my fault that you keep running into me?"