Nightmare Attack

Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man subconsciously, as if something was attracting him. He once saw a handprint on the fat man's back, a handprint that perfectly matched his own.

Fatty also said that he saw his own face on the road to the underworld, and it was him who woke him up and prevented him from turning back.

"And there's another one of me on top of him."

The newspaper man didn't answer, but his silence said everything. Jiang Cheng's guess was right. Wu Ye had told him that he felt his aura on the fat man.

That should also be the power of a door. As a crimson, Fatty's door is the most mysterious one, but Jiang Cheng has never seen the power of his door. What's even weirder is that a suspicious person like him has never seen it. He never really wanted to explore the door that belonged to Fatty. He trusted the other party as much as he trusted himself.

Now it seems that the initial suspicion and the desperate attempt to keep the fat man by his side are more like a clumsy play of self-deception. He has never really doubted the other party.

The first meeting in the nightmare, the two met so naturally, everything seemed to be engraved on the compass of fate. As the two met in the nightmare, the gear called fate rotated, and the gear teeth meshed with each other, perfectly fitting. Everything else seemed rehearsed.

The more Jiang Cheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. There was an invisible hand controlling his life. Every path he thought he took was planned early in the morning. He was like a train with no way back, no matter how fast it went. , they are just traveling on a fixed track.

Who would have such power?

The Night Watchman, Crimson, or the Dongxi Jiangcheng behind Lin Wan'er didn't think so. This was by no means a force that could be controlled, at least not from the world he was familiar with.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng no longer had fear, but was replaced by a strong anger. He didn't like the feeling of being manipulated in the palm of someone's hand, which made all his previous efforts and struggles look like a joke.

Especially this matter also involved Fatty, the guy hiding behind fooled them all!

"Who? Who did it?"

Feeling the strong murderous intent in Jiang Cheng's tone, the newspaper man shook the newspaper in his hand and did not answer immediately. It had nothing to do with fear, but he was just hesitating. After all, the truth was too heavy.

"It's you."

The newspaper man sighed softly. A pair of eyes seemed to penetrate through the screen and stare at Jiang Cheng's face.

Jiang Cheng was stunned. The fat man who had just recovered could not help but lose consciousness after hearing this answer. The latter had imagined that the final mastermind behind the scenes was the current president of the night watchman, or the boss of this bus. It was a long time, but he never expected that after going round and round, he would actually be waiting for such news.

"It's me." After being distracted for a moment, Jiang Cheng's expression turned serious. "How could it be me? If it were me, why do I have no memory of these things? And why would I do this?"

Regarding Jiang Cheng's reaction, the newspaper man seemed to have expected it. After a moment of silence, he just said indifferently: "I can only say this, knowing too much is not a good thing for you. Now is the time for you to leave."

There was only one step away from the truth. How could Jiang Cheng give up? Instead of retreating, he moved forward firmly and walked towards the newspaper man. A sigh came from behind the screen. This time, the screen did not move away from Jiang Cheng, but carried a sigh. A powerful coercion moved towards Jiang Cheng, and a screen that was not very tall gave people a suffocating feeling like the weight of a mountain. But Jiang Cheng was not afraid at all. The moment before the screen was about to crush him, a pale His hand reached out from behind Jiang Cheng and pressed against the screen.

"Continue to go."

That hand actually pushed the screen and kept retreating. Wu's voice sounded behind him. This was Jiang Cheng's biggest support.

The newspaper man is not a bad person, and he has no intention of harming the other person, but he must find out the truth today.

In the huge hall, a strange scene appeared. Screens were formed in front of the newspaper man, and then they were crushed towards Jiangcheng at an extremely fast speed. The terrifying power gradually accumulated. The closer they got to the newspaper man, the more Jiangcheng moved forward. The steps became slower and slower, until a burst of snow-white sword light passed by.

The sword light overlapped one after another, as endless as the waves, cracking open the countless screens in front of me. As the screens shattered like mirrors, a figure swept out at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the barrier composed of fragments, rushing towards the screen and sitting behind it. Newspaper man on a chair.

At this time, the newspaper man still looked the same as when they first met, wearing a suit and covering his face with the newspaper. The next second, Wu rose into the air and slashed at the newspaper man with the back of his knife.

As the newspaper fell off, the face under the newspaper was exposed. Under a pair of blood-stained eyes, there was a fragmented face.

The lower half of the face was almost completely destroyed, leaving only the skeletal lower jaw wide open, filled with yellow gold. This picture is full of beauty, bizarre, and terrifying. It is difficult to describe it accurately in words. .

What is even more surprising is that a boy is lying in the arms of the newspaper man, hanging on him to be precise, with two hands around his neck, his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth raised, and his face pressed against the other man's shoulder. Smiling happily, as if dreaming a satisfying dream.

This sudden scene caught Wu Wu, who was still in an attacking posture, off guard. Naturally, he couldn't kill the newspaper man with this knife. He had no intention of killing the opponent, otherwise he wouldn't have used the back of the knife. But the boy was different. He couldn't feel this. Even for an ordinary person, ten lives from him would not be enough to kill him.

In desperation, he immediately removed the remaining strength from the knife, allowing the knife to barely avoid the newspaper man's neck, and narrowly missed the boy's hair. However, this move not only caused him to lose the initiative, but also opened a loophole. After being exposed to the other party, the latter decisively seized the opportunity to stand up and slapped Wu on the chest with one palm, knocking him away. The newspaper that escaped from Wu's hands did not know when it got around Wu's back, and in an instant it became incomparable. Huge, like a huge net, swallowing everything in one bite.

Seeing this scene, the fat man jumped up and cursed the newspaper man for not being ethical and actually using a child as a shield. He knew that if he didn't care about this child, the newspaper man would be the one who fell now.

And Wu was unwilling to give up this perfect opportunity because of a child, not only because of himself, but also largely for himself and the doctor. After all, Wu could also feel his feelings for the boy.

During this period of time together, Wu had changed just like the first doctor. Even if he didn't admit it, Fatty saw it all.