Nightmare Attack

"Why do I feel that one day all these things of yours will be used on me?" Jiang Cheng stared at the fat man and said with a smile.

"No doctor," the fat man explained embarrassedly: "We are not the same kind of people. For example, if there were no interference from nightmares, if faced with the current situation, I would think about how to save people, and you would think How to do it while it’s hot.”

Jiang Cheng looked Fatty up and down, then said with a smile: "Fatty, I'm looking forward to seeing if you can still talk to me so calmly when the ghost is pressing you to the ground and breaking your neck."

The fat man shrugged, "Doctor," he sighed, "If I were you, I wouldn't speak in this tone now. After all, you are now alone, surrounded by powerful enemies, and you also have Xia Meng by your side. This is a time bomb, to put it bluntly, I am your only reliable support."

"I personally suggest," the fat man said, "Doctor, please speak more politely to me." He paused, as if he thought this idea was a bit unrealistic, so he took a step back and said, "You can just say a few nice words."

"Later," Jiang Cheng looked up at the sky after a moment and said, "I still have a lot to say to you. When I go out, I will choose a good day and burn it for you together."

A few seconds later, after realizing that the doctor didn't seem to be joking, the fat man suddenly shuddered.

Then he acted as if he had suddenly sobered up. After looking around blankly, he licked his face and said to Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, I seemed to have been disturbed by something just now. I didn't say anything excessive to make you angry, right?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, turned around and left.

After Fatty followed in a hurry, he realized that he and the doctor were not the only ones who didn't go to grab the costumes. Chen Qiang and Qin Jian didn't go either, but they stood on the other side.

Seeing the doctor and him walking over, they followed.

Qin Jian is an old player, so it’s not surprising that he has some skills, but this Chen Qiang

Did he act a little too much, making it difficult for the fat man not to notice him? Facing this unsmiling young man who looked like a student, the fat man suddenly felt like he was seeing a doctor for the first time.

He is either an old player pretending to be a player, or he is probably a fairly calm newcomer like a doctor.

No matter which one, it may not be a good thing for them who have clues in hand.

And there is no news about the crimson that is not clear whether it exists or not.

The fat man's eyes quietly swept over everyone present. In this small room, he quietly stopped and could already feel the turbulent undercurrent around him.

No one suggested waking up Tang Shirou, because no one wanted to offend the four people who had not yet put on their costumes.

Jiangcheng, Fatty, Chen Qiang, Qin Jian.

Four people, four costumes left.

One set is green, one is black, and there are two sets of costumes that are both white but have different styles.

No one took action. The middle-aged woman just watched indifferently and did not make a sound to urge. The other people in costumes were silently thinking about something.

Xia Meng's eyes flickered on Jiang Cheng.

An Xuan, who was the first to put on the costume, frowned slightly. He didn't care much about how others looked at him. He just wanted to get along in the nightmare, and he would not take the initiative to make enemies with troublesome people.

But now he suddenly had a strange idea. In addition to the red costume that made people uncomfortable, there might also be problems with costumes of other colors.

After he raised his head again, he looked at the remaining people who had not yet chosen, with an expression of suspicion in his eyes.

As if he had made up his mind for a long time, Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, his target being the black costume.

But before he could touch the black costume, a hand took it off first. Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked to his side. It was Qin Jian's better-maintained face.

"This gentleman," Qin Jian's face showed embarrassment, but she had no intention of letting go of the hand holding the costume. She was obviously preparing to eat him by force, and was waiting for Jiang Cheng to give in.

"You can wear it if you like it," Jiang Cheng glanced at him and then reached for another white one.

Qin Jian pretended to want to return the costume to Jiang Cheng, but didn't know how to say it. Finally, when Jiang Cheng ignored him, he sighed to himself and had no choice but to put on the black costume.

Jiang Cheng quickly changed into a white costume, even faster than Qin Jian.

The fat man glanced at Chen Qiang and said, "Brother, you"

"You should choose first," Chen Qiang said. Although his tone was straightforward, it was not offensive. "I can wear both, but you may not be able to."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that Chen Qiang was referring to the size.

Among the 10 people, only Youqi's body shape was close to his own, and the costume he wore was obviously several sizes larger than the others. As expected, the remaining two costumes, one green and one white, also had different sizes.

The green one is obviously larger, while the white one is much smaller.

Thinking of this, Fatty glanced at Chen Qiang gratefully. If the latter didn't remind him, but just wore a green costume that was too big, then he might not have the right costume to wear.

The fat man nodded to Chen Qiang, and then took away the green costume without being polite. Chen Qiang took the last white one, and the two of them changed into it.

After everyone else had changed into their costumes, Qin Jian slowly changed. After all, his movements were somewhat slower due to his age. But the moment he put on his costume and raised his head, he suddenly found that everyone was there. Stare at him.

And what was hidden in his sight made him frown.

What happened?

The next second, he immediately realized that there must be something wrong with the costume. His eyes slowly swept along the body until he found a row of gold stitches on the inside of the front that looked like yellow paper. s things.

Immediately afterwards, an icy chill exploded from his mind, instantly penetrating his entire body.

He finally realized that what he was wearing was not just a costume, but also a funeral suit.

At this moment, when he raised his eyes again, what he met was Jiang Cheng's dazzling eyes.

"Tsk," Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, touching his chin and poking Zuo Jing next to him, "How about it? I just said it looked like mourning clothes, but before I could take a closer look, Mr. Qin picked her out. It’s not like people become better with age, that’s right, old man, you should prepare your clothes for a rainy day, they will be needed sooner or later.”

Not only did he suffer a secret loss, but he was also hurt by Jiang Cheng's attack. Qin Jian's previous appearance of a master was gone. A mouthful of old blood was held in his throat and he almost vomited it out.

"Now that the costumes have been changed, please invite the doctors to go upstairs one by one to treat the young master," the middle-aged woman's ghostly voice suddenly sounded from behind.