My Healing Games

Chapter 201 Strangling Death by the Neck

Huang Ying lay on the bed in the bedroom, feeling extremely exhausted, and even moving was difficult.

The temperature was dropping and the surroundings were shrouded in darkness when a figure emerged from the kitchen.

The scene before Huang Ying's eyes was very similar to the last scene played in the video just now. It seemed as if the ghost had really walked out of the video, and even the way it killed people seemed to be exactly the same.

Fear surged into my brain almost instantly, taking over every nerve.

Unlike the horror in the game, Huang Ying knew very well that this was in reality, and there was no option to quit the game.

Huang Ying was so tired that he could barely open his eyes. He wanted to get out of bed, but his limbs wouldn't obey him.

At this moment, his brain seemed to be controlled, and the most terrifying and desperate scenes kept flashing through his mind. He seemed to have unintentionally accepted some kind of psychological suggestion.

"It's not safe inside!"

The constant footsteps triggered a stress response in Huang Ying's body, and the scene from the video just now involuntarily appeared in his mind.

In the first video, the neighbor bangs on the door frantically, but the man doesn't believe him. In reality, the ghost has already entered the house.

It seemed like the ghost was hiding in some corner of the house, ready to appear at any moment.

Horror and oppression filled Huang Ying's mind as the figure outside approached, and scenes from the second video kept flashing through his mind.

Ah Xin was awakened by a strange noise. She opened her eyes groggily and saw her best friend, with whom she used to be very close, practicing chopping with a kitchen knife in the kitchen as if she were sleepwalking.

When she tried to escape, she found herself trapped in the room.

What was once a safe and secure home has now become a prison.

If the ghost really did step out of the video, it's probably watching me from somewhere right now, and there's probably more than one ghost.

An indescribable sense of fear washed over me, and the scenes from the video intertwined with reality.

Huang Ying is in extremely poor condition. His mental state is at its limit, as if his heavy consciousness is suspended on a very thin thread.

He struggled with all his might but could only manage to get up from the bedside. A voice in his mind kept urging him to leave the house as soon as possible; the longer he delayed, the more likely he was to die a horrible death inside.

I grabbed the handicrafts by the bedside. The expensive handicrafts seemed much heavier than usual, as if they were stuffed with some kind of meat.

His fingers turned white, and everything in the room felt unfamiliar and frightening to Huang Ying; he seemed to have already decided that the room was not safe.

"We can't stay here any longer."

Feeling tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, and unable to turn on the lights that could be controlled by voice, Huang Ying was like a drowning person struggling in the dark.

He couldn't make a sound, his body grew heavier and heavier, and the surrounding temperature kept dropping, getting colder and colder.

As Huang Ying moved closer, she saw a figure in the darkness approaching her, holding something she had just taken from the kitchen.

Leave! Run!

The memories in his mind were triggered, and Huang Ying forcefully threw the handicraft in his hand at the dark figure walking around in the room, then scrambled towards the living room door.

Something was approaching in the darkness, and Huang Ying placed his hand on the latest security door.

The three-layered security door was impossible for outsiders to open. After Huang Ying identified his fingerprint, he began to enter the password. At this point, the dark figure was only a few steps away from him.

With trembling fingers and eyes brimming with fear, Huang Ying mustered his last bit of strength to open the combination lock.

He grabbed the doorknob and pushed it out with all his might!

But as soon as he pushed the door open a crack, a gloved hand reached into the room from the outside and grabbed the opened door panel tightly.

With a kick, the weakened Huang Ying was sent flying to the side, and the triple-locked door was completely opened.

A man dressed in black, wearing black gloves, and carrying a black box entered the house.

He had something applied to his face to cover his features, making it impossible for the surveillance cameras to use facial recognition.

"One minute left."

Upon opening the black box, a tiny, unidentified machine was found inside, its small display screen displaying various operating options for the Huangying Home Smart System. It seemed the man in black had somehow infiltrated the residential community's system.

This was probably not the first time he had done something like this. After adjusting several options, he stripped Huang Ying and the smart butler of all their clothes.

Then he grabbed the smart butler's arms and made the smart butler choke Huang Ying.

“You will die in the worst possible way, disgraced, and your family will be ashamed of you.”

With a slow, forceful pull, Huang Ying's eyelids rolled back. The opponent's strength was outrageous, and coupled with his own exhaustion, he was unable to struggle at all.

His neck was twisted and deformed, Huang Ying's face turned purple, he could no longer breathe, and his strength was waning.

"Your soul will be carried to the other side by that butterfly. You must know that this is not death, but liberation."

The man continued to exert force, and Huang Ying had stopped resisting. His eyes had lost their light; this was the first time he had been so close to death.

Just as Huang Ying gave up resisting, hurried footsteps suddenly echoed in the once quiet corridor!

The sudden sound of footsteps disrupted all of the man in black's plans. He turned his head and glanced at the door, which was half a hand's width wide.

Huang Yingjia's security door is equipped with a triple combination lock. Once the door is closed, it requires fingerprint, password and voice authentication to open it again.

In other words, if the man in black closes the door at this time, he will likely be locked inside and unable to leave for a short period of time.

After only two seconds of hesitation, the unlocked door was pulled open.

A plainly dressed young man, panting heavily, stared into the room with bloodshot eyes.

With his five fingers gripping the door panel and veins bulging on his arms, the young man, upon seeing the scene inside, did not hesitate for a moment and launched a whip kick at the man in black's cheek!
"Snapped!"

The man in black, who was crouching on the ground, narrowly avoided the attack. However, the delicate and gentle smart butler was not so lucky. Its body crashed heavily into the wall, and its shoulder was twisted and dented.

A loud noise came, and Huang Ying, whose consciousness was somewhat blurred, barely opened his eyes. He saw the young man standing at the door. That figure had strangled Death when death came to him!

"Han Fei..."

His mouth was open, but no sound came out. Blood was flowing from Huang Ying's neck. He tried his best to reach out, but he couldn't grab anything.

The man in black sensed something was wrong, and a sinister look appeared on his face, which was covered in something.

He ignored Han Fei and instead took out a non-metallic knife from his clothes and stabbed Huang Ying directly.

The man in black seemed to have received some kind of instruction; in his eyes, Huang Ying was far more important than Han Fei.

(End of this chapter)