Nightmare Attack

The car was as foggy as before, with visibility only about 3 meters away.

And when the car door closed, the box in Jiang Cheng's hand disappeared.

This reminded Jiang Cheng of the last time, after the mission, as soon as he boarded the bus, the female student in his arms disappeared, as if she had been swallowed by the bus.

The weirdness on the bus was visible to the naked eye, and everyone gathered together instinctively. Xia Qiang kept looking around, as if he wanted to see through the mystery.

Huaiyi hesitated for a moment and then said, "Don't look at it. It's useless. If you don't say it, it might attract the things inside." His voice wasn't too polite, but it wasn't as repulsive as before.

"Are there really those things inside?" Xia Qiang looked away, his expression becoming more cautious.

"Captain Xia, what Huaiyi said is right. We are not the only ones in this car, there are other passengers." Jiang Cheng gestured to the seats around him with his eyes and whispered: "There is probably one nearby, but we can't see it. That’s all.”

Hearing what Jiang Cheng said, Xia Qiang and the others were doing fine, but Lin Muwan's condition was a little worse.

Her face was pale and her chest was heaving violently. If her brother Lin Muyun hadn't supported her, this girl who had shown such bravery in Yourun Building would have fallen to the ground.

Her mental state was worse than her physical state.

Jiang Cheng looked at her, but what came to his mind was the figure pushing the flatbed truck towards Yuan Xiaotian.

So stubborn and without hesitation, perhaps at that moment, this girl used up all her courage.

"Sister, don't worry." Lin Muwan's action of saving Jiang Cheng left a good impression on Fatty. He leaned forward slightly and said with concern: "As long as we don't do anything excessive, we won't cause any trouble. Attention."

Lin Muyun also said in an encouraging tone: "Muwan, don't be afraid. If you keep at it, we will go home soon."

The word "go home" seemed to evoke the softness deep in everyone's heart. For a while, no one spoke anymore. Jiang Cheng noticed that the fat man who was in high spirits just now turned his head and looked out the window, leaving half of his face written Full of loneliness.

He knew that Fatty missed Wang Qi.

This is a guy with a very simple mind, and what is in his heart is written on his face. Not long ago, Jiang Cheng could be summed up simply as stupid.

But who would have thought that such a person could subtly change himself, and that there was also a group of frightened family members who were called madmen and were willing to work for him without hesitation.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but have a ridiculous thought pop up in the back of his mind. If one day, the fat man was really hurt, what would happen to him and Shen Hong.

"Click."

A very soft voice interrupted Jiang Cheng's thoughts.

He immediately became alert.

Looking around, he found his shadow on the ground, but what puzzled him was that the shadow was twisting strangely, and seemed... to be devouring something.

The moment he noticed Wu, Wu also noticed him. The two guys stared at each other, and their trembling shadows stopped, feeling a little embarrassed.

Jiang Cheng quickly understood that what Wu was devouring and absorbing should be the murderer in this mission.

The reason why the script box disappeared after getting in the car was because it was stolen by Wu!

It must be!

In retrospect, the last mission was the same, no hair was caught, and the Heart-Corrupting Demon must have been eaten by Wu Tou!

The most intuitive time was when Wu, in front of him, dragged away the huge scarecrow inherited by successive Yamamoto ancestors, dragged it to the corner, and ate it too!

This is really... not a big deal, after all, it's not of much use for him to keep these weird things.

wrong!

Wu has absorbed them all, which is a good thing for himself!

After all, if you encounter a crisis that is difficult to solve in the future, you will have to point to it to save lives.

But even though he said that, and he really thought so, he still had to be more reserved in form.

He planned to keep a straight face, first giving Wu a feeling that although I don't really agree with this cruel method, seeing that you have performed well recently, I allow you to do this, and you won't make an example next time.

The ideal is full and can be reflected in reality, which is often a tragedy.

Just when Jiang Cheng put on a straight face, he suddenly noticed that Wu's eyes became sharp, and then his face began to elongate.

A chill went straight to his forehead. Jiang Cheng was shocked and immediately put on a smile. When no one was paying attention, he waved his hand to the shadow and said you're welcome. You deserve this.

"Click."

"Click."

…

After finishing the food in front of him, a pair of blood-red eyes glanced sideways at Jiang Cheng. The shadow trembled and finally stopped moving.

"Mr. Jiang." Feng Jie stood behind Jiang Cheng and asked in a confused tone: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why are you shaking all the time?"

"Is there... is there?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang." Zhou Tong said formally: "You have been shaking since just now, and your voice is not right. I seem to hear some vibrato."

After finding a very lame excuse to deal with them, Jiang Cheng's ears finally calmed down. He reached out and pinched both sides of his nose, trying to wake himself up. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to get along with Wu in the future.

He believed that it was necessary for him to have an honest talk with Wu to clarify the interests of both parties, as well as the rights and interests he should enjoy as the host of the door.

Cooperation between both parties should be based on equal status.

This is the truth, and it is certainly true, but it is hard to say whether he listens or not. When he thought about the fate of the murderer, his anger suddenly disappeared.

"Forget it, take your time." Jiang Cheng decided to endure it for a few days, explore Wu's tone, and find a good day when the weather was nice and Wu was in a better mood, and then he would mention it a little bit.

It's the best that can be achieved, and it can't be pushed back. As long as it doesn't become too rigid, there will always be a chance in the future.

"Brother, something seems wrong with Mr. Jiang." Lin Muwan wrote in his notebook.

Since just now, she has been peeking at Jiang Cheng. Due to her own reasons, she is very sensitive to the people and things around her. Jiang Cheng sometimes sighs and sometimes shows a mysterious smile, as if he is possessed by a ghost.

Lin Muyun pressed down the notebook and shook his head gently at Lin Muwan.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the old bus to stop.

The car door opened, and the outside was blurry.

"We've arrived."

Xia Qiang and others looked away and raised their fists at Jiang Cheng, "Mr. Jiang, I will never thank you for your kindness. We will see you later."

"You guys should also take care." Jiang Cheng said.

Lin Muwan picked up the book and said, "Goodbye."

Jiang Cheng looked at her and nodded, "Goodbye, Mu Wan."

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