Nightmare Attack

They stayed outside until dawn before returning. Recalling what happened at night, the fat man couldn't help but feel scared. A gust of wind blew, and the fat man shivered from the cold.

The costume was soaked, and he didn't dare to take it off. It was so wet that it clung to his body, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"Doctor, you don't know that the body of our teacher Liao Zhi was stuck under the boat, wearing a bright red costume, and we were so far away at that time!" The fat man said excitedly to Jiang Cheng who was sitting at the table while making famous gestures. , "It scared me to death!"

"I thought at that time, doctors, you must have been tricked. Master Liao Zhi is the ghost." The fat man affirmed.

Immediately afterwards, the fat man showed an expression that he thought was natural but was actually very proud. He glanced at Jiang Cheng secretly and said, "Then I was thinking about how to inform the doctor, but after much deliberation, there was no other way. So I had to make up a reason why Mr. Huang was seriously ill." He licked his lips and showed an expression of expectation of praise, "How about doctor, are you okay?"

Xia Meng, who was leaning against the window and looking at the scenery outside, seemed to be tired of the fat man's nagging. She turned to glance at him and said, "It doesn't matter whether you come or not." She snorted coldly: "You don't think he will." You really didn’t realize that Master Liao Zhi was a ghost, right?”

Hearing this, the fat man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the doctor with a questioning look. After a while, the fat man withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As long as you think about it for a moment, you will know that someone as smart as a doctor must have seen Master Liao Zhi's flaws long ago. Do you need to remind yourself?

It seemed that he was being sentimental again this time. The fat man drooped his head. Maybe his actions were not only useless in the eyes of the doctor, but also particularly stupid.

The fat man closed his body and huddled on the chair, and stopped talking. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

A hand was placed on the fat man's shoulder. The latter's huge body paused and he raised his head, meeting the doctor's calm eyes.

"Thank you, Fatty." Jiang Cheng said very naturally, without any pretense in his eyes, as if what Fatty did really helped him greatly.

He squeezed the latter's shoulder hard, nodded and said, "Well done."

The fat man's dim eyes began to shine.

Xia Meng stared at these two people, her eyes showing a little surprise, especially towards Jiang Cheng, as if she was meeting him for the first time.

"Master Liao Zhi hid it very deeply," Jiang Cheng took back his hand and said, "I was careless this time."

After a brief moment of daze, the fat man quickly waved his hands and replied in a somewhat flattered tone: "Doctor, don't say that. You helped me before. It's right for me to help you this time, and this mission is so dangerous." The fat man blushed. Said: "A wise man will make a mistake after all his considerations. You have done a good job as a doctor."

"If you find anything again next time, remember to remind me in time."

The fat man nodded repeatedly, "Good doctor."

"Doctor." The fat man stretched his neck and asked, "What should we do next?"

Although the ghost did not kill anyone in last night's scene, the master Liao Zhi died during the day. Fatty remembered that the doctor said that as the mission progressed, the ghost was gradually improving himself and his methods became more and more weird.

"Help me go out to watch the wind first." Jiang Cheng glanced at Xia Meng by the window, "I have something to say to her."

"Okay doctor." The fat man immediately walked towards the door. In response to Jiang Cheng's words, he had developed a conditioned reflex-like obedience. After opening the door, the fat man first looked around to make sure there was no one, and then turned around and asked: "Doctor, please hurry up, someone may be here soon."

Jiang Cheng stood up while clapping his hands, holding on to his belt and saying, "Don't you know, a few minutes is enough."

The fat man closed the door with a bang.

"What do you want to do?" Xia Meng looked at the man in front of her who was walking towards her. She obviously lacked confidence. She pursed her lips and said, "The incident last night had nothing to do with me. You should understand that if I come back to report, It is very likely that I will be targeted by ghosts or even killed directly," she said very quickly: "You can't ask me to be like that fat man."

Before she could finish her words, her throat was grabbed by a hand. The scene that happened in Xiaoshijian Village happened again here, except that the person being threatened changed from the woman to herself.

According to Xia Meng's skills, she wouldn't have been subdued so easily, but Jiang Cheng took action without saying a word. She didn't expect it. After all, he had already reached an agreement with her.

If he makes any mistakes during the mission, neither he nor the fat man will end well after he gets out.

Jiang Cheng stared at her coldly, gradually increasing his strength on his hands. Xia Meng felt that her feet had left the ground, and this man who looked not strong actually lifted her up with one hand.

"Ahem!" Xia Meng coughed violently, but even so, the sounds she could make were extremely limited. She stared at Jiang Cheng with frightened eyes, thinking that he was crazy.

"I gave you a chance." Jiang Cheng said very calmly: "But you didn't cherish it."

Two hands were feebly tearing at the hand that was holding her throat. The hand with sharp joints was like an iron plier. Xia Meng's brain went blank at the moment. She was suffocated by the lack of oxygen. Waves of pain began to appear in front of her eyes. Dark shadow.

She didn't know exactly what offended this lunatic.

This is what scares her the most.

Xia Meng's lips kept moving. Seeing her struggling feebly, Jiang Cheng said indifferently: "If you are still thinking about your Uncle Gong, then I advise you to take a rest as soon as possible."

"First, he is not here." Jiang Cheng said, "Second, even if he is here, your situation may not be much better than now. I advise you to be smarter."

"I like smart people," Jiang Cheng continued, "because they live longer."

Just a second before Xia Meng felt that she was about to be strangled to death, the tight hold on her neck disappeared. She fell to her knees with a plop, and then fell directly forward to the ground.

Her messy hair was stuck to her face with sweat. She lay on the ground, breathing heavily, feeling more embarrassed than ever.

Jiang Cheng's shoes were beating 10 centimeters in front of her face, and she could even feel the vibrations coming from the ground.

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He is a madman!

If she didn't have accurate information, she would have no hesitation in suspecting that Jiang Cheng was the crimson who infiltrated the mission.

"It's getting late, I'll only ask the next question once." Jiang Cheng looked at her condescendingly, then slowly squatted down, without a trace of pity in his eyes, "Besides Zuo Jing, the people who accompanied you in this time are also Is there anyone else besides An Xuan?"

Xia Meng, who was trembling violently after hearing this, immediately stopped moving. She raised her head as hard as she could, and her eyes changed when she looked at Jiang Cheng.

"Who are they?" Jiang Cheng continued: "Don't lie to me just to protect you. You and I both know that you are not worth the price."