Nightmare Attack

"What sound?" Huaiyi reacted strongly.

The fat man's words couldn't help but make everyone fear.

In such an environment, any slight disturbance will tear the remaining sense of security in everyone's hearts to pieces.

After listening for a few seconds, Zhou Tong turned his head and looked at the fat man with doubtful eyes, "What did you hear?"

"Me neither." Feng Jie raised his head, his tone as concise as the person he was.

Lin Muyun also shook his head, indicating that he didn't hear it either.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng didn't hear any strange sound, but because it was Fatty, Jiang Cheng still showed due caution: "Is that sound still there?" he asked softly.

The fat man's face was a little irritated. The sound gave him an indescribable feeling, "It's still there. The sound keeps moving very fast."

"What is the sound? Can you hear it?" Jiang Cheng lowered his voice and continued to ask.

Their steps never stopped, but after the fat man mentioned hearing the sound, their steps became lighter.

Everyone is gathered together tightly, and the speed is inevitably slower.

"I don't know." Fatty's tone became urgent. "The sound was very messy. I couldn't tell what it was coming from, but the sound has been moving and it's not far from us now."

"No, no, it's right here!"

The fat man's words were like a bomb that exploded in the crowd. What was scary was not only the strange sound approaching, but more importantly, why only the fat man could hear the sound and sense that something was approaching, but the others could not. Can?

Zhou Tong pursed his lips and asked softly in a tentative tone: "Is it possible that you did something and was targeted by the murderer again?"

When Huaiyi heard this, he immediately stopped and asked with wide eyes, "What, do you want to burn down the bridge?"

"Zhou Tong didn't mean that. You are willing to come to save people. We will never forget this kindness." Feng Jie said: "We don't want anything to happen to our rich brothers." "

"Don't leave, stop first." Jiang Cheng's face looked a little sad.

If they didn't find out what the noise was about, they might have hit the muzzle of a gun and not know it.

When everyone stopped, Jiang Cheng turned to look at the fat man and said in as calm a voice as possible: "Fat man, don't worry, now listen to where the sound is."

The fat man seemed to be a different person. He covered his head and his expression was extremely different. "The sound was very messy. My head hurts so much. It felt like there were countless threads tangled together."

Jiang Cheng quickly stretched out his hand, and pressed his thumb and middle finger on the fat man's temple preparedly, then slowly exerted force, "Close your eyes, calm down, and then feel it again. You don't need to use your eyes to see, just use your fingers." ”

After what Jiang Cheng did, everyone found that Fatty's originally tangled expression slowly became normal. He slowly stretched out his hand, then pointed in a direction, and then moved in parallel little by little.

Looking at the position of the fat man's fingers, Zhou Tong's face couldn't help but stiffen. The other party was moving surprisingly fast.

Until the fat man's fingers stopped.

Pointing towards the security door in front of them.

The safety door was less than 3 meters away from them. The door was closed. If Fatty hadn't delayed like this, they would have opened the door by now.

"Doctor." The fat man still had his eyes closed, his voice filled with confusion, "The sound stopped right at the position of my finger."

After the fat man finished speaking, no one responded for several seconds.

"Doctor?" He frowned.

Just when he was uneasy and wanted to open his eyes to take a look, Jiang Cheng's voice sounded, "I'm here." His voice was flat and cold, "Don't open your eyes yet. Are you sure that the sound will stop next to you?" The position of the finger?”

Jiang Cheng stared at the door in front of him, as if he was confronting an evil spirit, but there was no loophole in his voice, at least the fat man didn't hear it.

"It should be so." The fat man swallowed his saliva and replied.

Under long-term pressure, his nerves were so tense that he was unable to be sure of his own judgment.

"Okay." Jiang Cheng said calmly, "You can open your eyes now."

Hearing Jiang Cheng's permission, Fatty felt as if a stone had dropped from his heart, but when he opened his eyes, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Everyone was looking in the direction of his finger, and there was a security door leading to the corridor outside.

Suddenly, he seemed to come to his senses. The vague feeling in his mind subsided like a tide, and was instead occupied by a wave of fear.

The thing making the noise is behind this security door!

There's only one door between them!

"Mr. Jiang, let's change the road, hurry up, hurry up!" Zhou Tong's voice was already trembling uncontrollably.

This is a very normal thought. Everyone subconsciously retreated, ready to escape at any time, but only one person did not move.

What's even more embarrassing is that if he doesn't move, no one will be able to leave today.

"Mr. Jiang?" Feng Jie made a confused voice and looked at his profile.

Shaking his head slowly, Jiang Cheng said in a low and helpless voice: "It's useless. The opponent's speed is too fast. There is still a long way to go. No matter what, we can't avoid it."

"Even if we go downstairs now, we will be blocked by this thing, or even sneak up on us from behind." Jiang Cheng continued: "That would be even worse."

Zhou Tong's beautiful eyes paused, "Don't you think so?"

"Let's open the door." Jiang Cheng said, "The initiative is in our hands now."

Perhaps because he felt that he was too direct, he simply explained: "Only Fatty here can sense the opponent's position, but you can also see that Fatty is in very bad condition now. Once his sensing ability fails, we will completely lose this guy. At that time, we were more passive.”

Everyone understands the principle of constantly resisting chaos, but if you really want to do it, you still need enough courage.

Staring at the door that might have a ghost hiding behind it, everyone's hearts trembled.

This is much more exciting than opening a blind box.

"I'm holding a desk lamp and it's inconvenient to open the door. Which of you will go?" Jiang Cheng asked naturally.

"I'll go." Feng Jie stepped forward and said.

Yuan Xiaotian wanted to say something, but Feng Jie interrupted him first: "Xiaotian, your task is to keep Mengyao's nameplate safe. You don't have to worry about me here."

He also knew that the most important time was now, so he no longer hesitated. Under the illumination of the light, the group began to move slowly towards the door.

Standing behind the door, Feng Jie motioned for everyone to step back a little, then he held the door handle with his hand, took a deep breath, and opened it slowly.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

But when he saw the situation outside, Feng Jie, who was originally nervous, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Behind the door, it was empty.

Nothing at all.

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