Nightmare Attack

The feet stepped on the pool of blood, making a crunching sound, which constantly stirred everyone's tense nerves. Fatty held his breath. He was always worried that something would suddenly jump out of the fog in front of him, but until they saw the driver's seat , the surroundings are still calm.

I didn't see any living things along the way, no bodies in the car, and there wasn't even any sound.

Wu raised his hand and motioned for everyone to stop. He continued to walk forward alone. Wu Yingying took Jiang Cheng's hand and asked him to step back. She blocked him in front of him. Her beautiful eyes seemed to sense something and stared at her intently. Ahead, the face turned solemn.

Wu finally walked to the driver's seat. At this moment, everyone's hearts were lifted, because... because of the trail of blood being dragged under his feet, which extended intermittently all the way to the driver's seat.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning for a moment. I don’t know how long it took, but Wu turned around and nodded to Jiang Cheng, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yingying wanted to go forward with Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng did not agree. Fatty Huaiyi and others had little ability to protect themselves, so Wu Yingying needed to stay to protect them.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward alone and stood side by side with him according to Wu's wishes. Looking in the direction of Wu's line of sight, he saw a thick layer of fog covering the driver's seat. The fog was still surging, and it was deep and scary. .

Obviously he was very close to the driving seat now, only more than 1 meter away, but he just had a feeling that he was still far away from the real driving seat. There seemed to be another space in there... there.

Wu gently waved his hand, and the fog in front of his eyes dispersed a little. This time Jiang Cheng finally saw it. After a moment, his eyes paused, and then his breathing became rapid. In the surging fog, he saw a skinny figure. Sitting there, the figure was wearing gray cloth, and his face could not be seen clearly. But what really shocked Jiang Cheng was that there was actually a knife embedded in the figure's shoulder.

It was a large folding knife. The exposed surface of the knife was engraved with strange and complicated patterns. It looked very magnificent. It looked like it had been chopped from the side and back of the figure, and was deeply embedded in the figure's shoulder.

The most important thing is that Jiangcheng knows this sword. It is Gong Zhe's sword. That unsmiling man actually did it...

As the fog rolled in, more and more scenes were exposed, Wu's eyes became dark, and Jiang Cheng's heartbeat slowed down for half a beat. He saw that there was another hand on the handle of the folding knife.

It was a severed hand. The severed hand clenched tightly on the handle of the knife. The blood on it had long since dried up. The green muscles and pale white bones of the broken wrist were twisted together. Jiang Cheng could not imagine what happened to the owner of this severed hand. What.

But he knew one thing clearly, Gong Zhe would never drop the knife and run away. Now that he got into the car, he had no intention of leaving alive.

"That thing is injured." Wu's voice was soft but serious, "It is resting, otherwise it would have attacked us long ago."

Combined with the tragic situation on the bus, it is not difficult to imagine that a big battle broke out between the frozen disciples led by Gong Zhe and the old president and many passengers on the bus. The result was that many passengers on the bus suffered heavy casualties, and Gong Zhe and his party were all injured. The army was destroyed.

But at the same time, the old president, who was a key part of the Night Watch's final plan, was also injured by Gong Zhe, or even seriously injured.

There was a fierceness in Jiang Cheng's eyes, "Take advantage of his illness to kill him!" Now he planned to call Master Shui and Wen Zhao, and then beat one of the four to kill the old president.

Wu immediately stopped him, and then glanced at Wu Yingying and others who were standing not far away. Jiang Cheng slowly calmed down. He knew what Wu meant. Once the battle started, everyone would have no spare time to take care of Fatty Huaiyi and the others, as well as The most important thing is that after the previous battle, Wu Yingying's strength was greatly damaged and she has not recovered yet. The same goes for Wu herself, and Master Shui too.

According to non-judgment, the old president's injuries cannot be recovered in a short time, so if they fight now, it will be detrimental to them.

Since this was the case, Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated and led the group back to the position where they got on the bus.

When he heard that Gong Zhe was dead, Wang Qi couldn't help but sigh. He knew that Gong Zhe was the father of No. 6. Every time the two met, they would inevitably break out into fierce battles, the kind that would never stop until death, but this was more about No. 6. Hao's obsession was actually no match for Gong Zhe based on his strength. Everyone in Crimson knew this, and Gong Zhe had no intention of hurting him.

Xia Tan was once so dazzling that Gong Zhe, who was also one of the two pillars of the Xia family, was overshadowed by it. But what the world finally knew was that after Xia Tan made such a heinous mistake and was completely eroded and lost consciousness, Vigil People still dare not take action against the Xia family easily, and half of this is due to the fear of Gong Zhe.

Judging from the final result, Gong Zhe is worthy of the name of the strongest disciple in the world.

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie didn't even dare to breathe among this group of people. Gong Zhe, Xia Tan, and... and Crimson. These are legendary characters. It is said that Crimson also has disciples who eat them alive to devour the door. Monster... Tang Qisheng kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart was filled with despair. He was really tied to a pirate ship.

The car jolted for a while and then slowly stopped. The door shook a few times and opened with a creak.

Tang Qisheng Zhu Jie knew that this meant for them to get off the bus, and his thoughts came to life again. Tang Qisheng asked tentatively: "Um... you all understand the meaning of that. This is for the two of us to get off the bus. Don't worry, after we get off the bus We will take the initiative to contact you, we..."

Wu stood in front of the car door without drawing his sword. He just stood silently with his back to Tang Qisheng and the others. However, the space in front of the door was so big that if he wanted to get out of the car, he had to push Wu away first.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng and the others were silent, Huai Yi stood up with a sinister smile and gave Tang Qisheng some advice, "Brother Wu is blocking your way, isn't it? It's okay. Go and ask him to get out of the way so that you can get out of the car."

Tang Qisheng felt a cold wind blowing from the back of his head after hearing this. He looked at Wu's legs and his stomach was trembling, and asked Wu to get out of the way, even if it was not the way home, but the road to Huangquan was almost the same. Tang Qisheng opened his mouth for a long time, and Without daring to speak, Zhu Jie carefully pulled his sleeves, his miserable eyes urging him to accept his fate.

After waiting for about a few minutes, the car door slowly closed again. As the gap in the middle disappeared, Tang Qisheng's last hope was shattered. He had a grimace and didn't know what expression to use to face everyone.

Jiang Cheng also had his own reasons for leaving Tang Qisheng to Zhu Jie. Firstly, he was worried about them leaking secrets. Secondly, Tang Qisheng was a master who specialized in folklore. Although he may not be as good as Yu Chengmu, he was at least much better than Li Bai. He is now Talents in this area are urgently needed.

Also, and most importantly, Jiang Cheng doubted their identities and was worried that someone would resurrect themselves through corpses.

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