The bloody and cruel scenes appear continuously, bringing a strong impact to people.

Many people around were slumped on the ground and were at a loss.

No one stopped that man.

The injured person who was still lying on the ground, who had just been attacked by the child moved, and opened his mouth and gasped. After the child was smashed into a meat paste, he squeezed out a hoarse voice.

"No... no... wuwu... um..."

"They are crazy." The man said dullly, holding the broken chair, not wiping the blood on his face, "They are crazy. They are killing people... these children are crazy."

"That's my son...that's my son..." The injured man cried and stretched out his hand to the child's body.

"No. They are all ghosts! They have all become monsters!" The man raised his voice and roared.

I looked at the corpse on the ground and looked at the figure of Han squatting beside the corpse. The thing stretched out his hand to the corpse, dipped in some blood, came to see it, and reached out again. This time, he grabbed something from the corpse.

The child's ghost was picked up by him and floated in the air.

After a brief moment of stagnation, the child's eyes moved and looked at the person who killed him.

He stared at the man, and a syringe formed by Yin Qi appeared in his hand, and stabbed it towards the man.

The man screamed, backed back, turned his head, and looked around for something to attack him.

His expression gradually changed and he became more and more frightened.

His strange actions also made the eyes around him weird.

There was still chaos on several floors upstairs, and screams and cries sounded from time to time in the whole building.

With a bang, someone fell from the platform upstairs. This time he fell from a higher floor and hit a woman in the lobby on the first floor. Both of them fell to the ground and kept twitching. The blood quickly dyed the marble floor red.

I turned my head and looked up, then looked up above, but I saw no suspicious figure.

I kept walking towards the man.

There were many pinholes on him. Those who had originally suspected him were afraid of seeing his inexplicably torn clothes.

That is fear of the unknown.

The child smiled grimly and raised his hand again.

I stood behind him and held his wrist with my hand raised.

The child was stunned and looked back at me.

Han's figure also looked at me, with no expression on his face.

I used my ability directly. The child had almost no time to think about what was going on. The surprise that I was caught on my face suddenly disappeared.

I looked at Han.

His faint figure also disappeared with the child, leaving no trace.

Turning around, I looked at the child who came out of the elevator.

He had been watching, and now he faced my sight. He took a step back and immediately turned around and ran away.

I looked up at the glass zenith on the highest floor, and my eyes swept across every floor.

On the second floor, where the yin energy is the heaviest.

"Where is the stairs?" I asked the man who was forced to the wall by the little ghost.

His clothes were ripped and blood-stained, and he looked lost, and he pointed me in the direction.

"Please take a step." I grabbed the man's arm directly.

He subconsciously resisted.

"I want to ask something. What exactly happened here?" I easily grabbed the man.

He was so scared that he killed the child just now, and probably used all his strength.

The man was dragged by me and said in a panic: "I don't know, I don't know! I'm just... my daughter..." His eyes were filled with tears, "My daughter killed my wife. It was fine the previous second... we heard the screams. It was not on our floor, but other places. The ward was very noisy. There were many children, and there were always children crying. But that... that sound was adults... We thought what happened to have children. There were always children crying, and there were always adults crying. It was always like this..."

He no longer resisted, but was just immersed in his own grief.

"Then it was the next ward. There were several wards, and there were also screams. The doctors and nurses went there, and some people went to see it. I also went there, but I didn't see anything. There were too many people. They didn't know what they were doing. It seemed that they had an anesthesia injection and gave the child anesthesia. Later, there was something. One by one, the whole building was very noisy. We closed the door..."

His tears fell on his feet, and he almost relied on me to drag him upstairs.

Some people kept running down the stairs, taking their children with them, or not.

There was no Han around those children.

I looked at the person who passed by me and continued to listen to the man's narrative.

"Wenwen was then... Wenwen told her mother that she wanted to eat apples. How could she care about it at that time? Her mother told her to be obedient and quiet. The two of us were talking about what happened, what to do, whether to go outside first... She... She..." The man choked, "She took a fruit knife and stabbed her mother... She became less like her. She didn't look like her at all. Her mother fell to the ground, and she kept stopping... When I grabbed her, she kicked me and hit me. I tied her to the bed and asked the doctor to come. Outside... There was a mess outside... There were so many children, many children were killing people... They were crazy. They were all crazy. They all turned into monsters."

The man covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.

"My wife is dead. It's all blood... all under her body... Wenwen, Wenwen was me... She asked me if I could peel apples for her. Her mother was lying there, and she asked me to eat apples! I... I... I hit her... She died too... She was killed by me... I killed my daughter... No, no, I killed monsters. Monsters killed my daughter. That's not my daughter..."

The man seemed to be in a chaotic mood, holding his face with a ferocious expression.

I had already pulled him to the second floor and looked down at him kneeling on the ground.

I let go of my hand and didn't care about him anymore.

The second floor was indeed as I expected, very chaotic.

Blood is everywhere.

The corpses of adults and children are everywhere.

Several ghosts of children gathered together, hilariously, chasing a couple. There were several figures of Han around them.

As they flew past me, I grabbed one and wiped him out.

The remaining children and the Koreans all watched.

I looked at them and did not hide the fact that I could see them.

I saw their anger and no fear.

One of the boys rushed towards me and was blocked by me with my hand. The next second, I also wiped out all traces of existence.

A girl was cowardly and wanted to escape. But she was the only one who ran away, and everyone else rushed over.

They just died and became ghosts, but they were just children, so they were not even able to say that they had combat effectiveness.

I easily solved them, continued to move forward, and turned around and entered the office of a doctor in an outpatient clinic.

The office was messy, but there was no blood.

I closed the door with my backhand, but I couldn't isolate the riots outside the door.

I pulled open the office chair and reached out and grabbed the girl ghost hidden inside.

The girl screamed and opened her mouth and bit her hands.

I didn't hit her, but just carried her and placed her on the desk.

Han's figure was beside her, glaring at me angrily, his eyes full of maliciousness, but it seemed that it was just like that, without any means of attacking me.
Chapter completed!