Chapter 62

After Han Fei took out the human cocoon, the person in room 1064 was completely captivated by it.

Han Fei saw the other person's reaction and deliberately put the human cocoon away in front of him: "It seems I made a mistake."

"You didn't make a mistake. This cocoon does belong to my friend. Give it to me." The security door opened a bit more, and a thin, scarred arm reached out from inside.

"Is this a cocoon? I thought it was a stone." Han Fei put the human cocoon back into his inventory and looked at the tenant of room 1064 with confusion: "Didn't you say no one in your family was missing? If that's the case, this thing definitely isn't yours. Do you think I'm that easy to fool?"

A flash of murderous intent appeared in the tenant's eyes. He rarely tried to reason with people, and today he had already said more than usual: "Was the person who gave you this cocoon a woman with long hair, disfigured, and with a human-faced butterfly tattooed on her body?"

Hearing the tenant's words, Han Fei was genuinely confused. He clearly remembered the appearance of the killer on the sixth floor, and it was nothing like what the tenant described.

Seeing that Han Fei didn't react, the tenant of room 1064 realized he had said too much and quickly added: "If it wasn't that woman, then the person who gave you the cocoon must have been a bulky man with a foul smell and a scar near his eyebrows. That man is my brother, and he hasn't returned since he went downstairs a few days ago."

"The person who gave me the cocoon was this man. He seemed to be chased by something and wanted me to temporarily keep the cocoon." Han Fei recalled the scene and sighed deeply: "To be honest, he saved my life. If he hadn't helped me, I would have been killed by that monster."

"Can you give me the cocoon now? It's useless to you and will bring bad luck." The tenant of room 1064 didn't want to hear Han Fei's story; he just wanted the cocoon.

"I don't sense any concern for your brother from you. It seems you only care about the cocoon. I'm starting to doubt if you are really friends." Han Fei could leave the game at any time, and he was very calm. Now, he was even getting into the role: "I can't give him something he values so much to a stranger. He saved my life, and I must fulfill his last wish."

"If you really want to repay him, give me the cocoon!" The tenant's voice was strained, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot red.

"Prove that you are his friend or brother, and I'll give it to you." Han Fei wasn't afraid of the other person. Compared to the woman on the fifth floor, the perverted tenant was like a snarling dog.

The man's eyes slowly moved, and he had already decided to kill: "I have many of his things in my room. If you don't believe me, you can come in and see."

"If you have proof, why don't you show it to me? You're asking me to come in? Is this how you ask for help?" Han Fei stood in the hallway, his voice loud and unbridled, making the man's eyelids twitch.

"I'll go get it for you." The man, unable to trick Han Fei into the room, spoke in a low, sinister voice.

"Is your throat sore? Can you speak louder? Don't dilly-dally! Why are your eyes bloodshot? Do you have conjunctivitis?" Han Fei raised his voice, one sentence after another, making the neighbor's eyes bloodshot.

The man had never been spoken to like this before. His teeth ground together, and the arm hidden behind his back tightened, as if he couldn't control the urge to stab something into Han Fei's chest.

His red eyes twitched, and his shoulders trembled. He bit his tongue, and blood seeped through his teeth.

Seeing the neighbor's terrifying expression, Han Fei opened the attribute panel, keeping an eye on the exit button while moving closer to the neighbor and asking seriously: "Do you have epilepsy?"

Unable to bear it any longer, the man's hidden arm was about to reach out when another person in the room grabbed his arm.

A man nearly two meters tall emerged from the bathroom in room 1064. He had been hiding there, and if Han Fei had entered the room, he would have been attacked from the bathroom.

"Go get the cursed photo." The nearly two-meter-tall man's voice was extremely soft and unpleasant to hear.

The thin, short man, who had almost lost his mind, ignored Han Fei and went into the room, retrieving a black-and-white group photo from the bedroom.

The photo showed over a dozen adults of various ages, most of whom were disfigured.

"We all used to work at a nearby cinema. This is our group photo. Do you believe me now?" The nearly two-meter-tall man stared at the cocoon.

"A photo alone isn't enough to convince me." Han Fei took the human cocoon out of his inventory, as if deliberately playing with fire. He held the cocoon between two fingers, constantly provoking the tenant of room 1064.

With the cocoon in front of them, the eyes of the two outsiders gradually filled with bloodshot red.

"That brother saved my life. I must help him complete his last wish. Although this thing is useless to me, I will find its true owner for him..."

"You seem to be a man of honor." Han Fei's words were cut off by the tall man: "Since my brother trusted you with this, it means he recognized you. You are my brother's friend, and therefore, my friend."

The soft, sinister voice was like a snake hissing in his ear. The man slowly extended his hand out of room 1064: "I haven't seen you before. You must be new here, right?"

"Yep."

"This building is dangerous. Having more friends can help each other." The man extended his hand to Han Fei, as if wanting to shake hands: "I'm Cocoon Tower. What's your name?"

"My name is..."

Just as Han Fei raised his hand, the nearly two-meter-tall man suddenly accelerated, trying to grab Han Fei.

At the same time, the thin, short man revealed the arm hidden behind his back, which held a knife.

These two perverts had no intention of letting Han Fei go. They acted simultaneously, trying to stab Han Fei as soon as they caught him.

Their actions were sudden, but Han Fei was well-prepared. He had never trusted them from the beginning and was just playing along.

The benefits of upgrading all his attribute points to stamina became apparent. Han Fei's reaction speed had greatly improved. He dodged the man's hand and fled down the stairs.

"Grab him!"

To get the cocoon, the tenant of room 1064 followed closely behind Han Fei.

The temperature in the hallway kept dropping, and the noise they made seemed to attract something even more sinister.

Han Fei ran ahead, with the thin, short man following closely with a knife.

They quickly reached the fifth floor. The thin, short man seemed hesitant and slowed down, only speeding up again after seeing Han Fei safely pass the fifth floor.

His features distorted, and he let out a sinister laugh: "You can't escape!"

Han Fei and the thin, short man successfully passed room 1051, and the tall man behind them didn't hesitate. However, as he approached the door of room 1051, dark hands suddenly reached out from the black, empty room.

The invisible hands tried to drag him into room 1051. Seeing his companion caught, the thin, short man stopped.

He felt something was wrong and tried to escape back to the sixth floor, but the door of room 1052 opened at that moment.

A flash of blood, and two blood-stained kitchen knives pierced the thin, short man's ribs, emerging from his chest.

Before the thin, short man could scream, Han Fei pounced and covered his mouth.

The next scene was brutal and疯狂. Xu Qin quickly disposed of the thin, short man, and room 1051 successfully swallowed Cocoon Tower.

Xu Qin casually closed the door of room 1051 and looked up. Both she and Han Fei heard a strange sound of footsteps.

It sounded like someone was jumping down the stairs, one step at a time, but the speed was getting faster and faster!

"Come in!"

Xu Qin grabbed Han Fei's clothes, and they entered room 1052. Just as the footsteps were about to reach them, Xu Qin closed the door of room 1052.

Han Fei's heart was pounding, and his ring kept emitting a chill. He could feel a terrifying presence outside the door.

After waiting for ten minutes, the chill slowly dissipated.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he turned to see Xu Qin looking at him with her blood-red eyes: "Why did it take so long?"

"It's not my fault. Mainly..." Han Fei looked at the thin, short man being dismembered on the ground: "They wanted to be friends with me, the kind of friends who would share their livers and hearts, and stab each other in the back."