Nightmare Attack

Then the handle of the knife spun, shattering the shadows on the wall.

It wasn't the first time Fatty saw Wu take action, but what he couldn't figure out was why the waiter couldn't see himself and the doctor, but he could see Wu, obviously the latter was more concealed than them.

Jiang Cheng also had similar doubts, but different from Fatty, Jiang Cheng quickly had a guess in his heart. The reason why he and Fatty were ignored was because they had the imprint of the bus on their bodies. Logically speaking, Wu, who was his doorman, should also be imprinted. The influence of Wu, but as Wu became stronger and stronger, the imprint's restrictive effect on him became smaller and smaller.

When he first got on the bus, Wu was even suppressed and unable to appear, but as the number of times increased, the time and frequency of his appearance in the mission increased greatly.

In Jiang Cheng's feeling, there is no emotion that is getting closer and closer to people, and there is even an illusion that he is another self.

Strange to say, he did not reject it.

"You go in, I'm here." Wu took out his knife, and a new line of words appeared on the wall. He retreated into the shadow, and his eyes looked at the darkness at the end of the passage, where something seemed to be attracting him.

Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated, and walked towards the end with the fat man, leaving the waiter who remained motionless in his last posture standing there, his face beginning to rot.

Pushing open a door, the sound of music blowing in the face made people have a headache. Looking around, it was full of people, everyone crowded together and revelled with the sound of music.

Fatty didn't pay attention when he came before, so he didn't know the layout of the bar, but Jiang Cheng saw the problem at a glance.

The space inside is too big, at least several times larger than what he had imagined, but he held his breath and looked carefully, but he couldn't tell which places were extra.

As if somewhere, something was restricting his thinking.

"Doctor." The fat man asked cautiously, "What should we do now?"

The environment here instinctively made Fatty uneasy. His eyes swept across the crowd around him, and no one noticed them at all. Everyone was immersed in their own world. Carnival before the end.

"Look at the shadow." A line of crooked words appeared on the ground.

The interior of the bar was dimly lit, and Jiang Cheng had to find several angles before he could barely see the shadows of these people on the ground.

But... Fatty took a deep breath. The shadows of these people are very terrifying. It is good to have no arms or legs. Some of them have holes the size of bowls, and a few have no heads, or even half of their bodies.

It's hard to imagine what these people have been through before.

"Good evening, gentlemen." A person dressed as a waiter walked through the crowd and came to them, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled just right, "Do you have an appointment?"

This sentence is scarier than a ghost, after all, the waiter was speaking to Jiang Cheng.

He can see.

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, his face quickly returned to his natural state, and he replied very familiarly: "I have an appointment, but I won't bother you anymore, we can walk around, you can go busy."

"Then you need to call me." The waiter didn't bother and turned to leave.

The waiter was not far away when the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng and said in a hurried tone, "Doctor, how could that guy just..."

"He's not one of those things, so he can see us naturally." Jiang Cheng lowered his voice, "He's a human, just like us, his shadow is fine."

Although Fatty's brain is not as easy to use as Jiangcheng, he can think about the recent events, and a guess takes shape in his mind, "This supernatural incident should also be caused by the night watchman, the waiter just now is the night watchman disguised as ?"

"Probably yes." Jiang Cheng watched the waiter walk away until his back disappeared.

After reacting, the fat man turned around immediately and went to check the door they came in. Fortunately, the door was still there, and he tried it and could open it.

"Doctor, let's go quickly, the night watchman is here too." Fatty grabbed the door handle and urged, "Let's tell Boss Lin about the situation here and ask her to send someone to handle it."

"It's too late to leave now." Jiang Cheng said: "And it's not wise, we are all in the same supernatural incident, we and the night watchman are both, but this supernatural incident poses no threat to us."

"I don't believe that the night watchmen here are the same as us, and have the ability to be completely immune to this supernatural event. That is to say, because of the out-of-control disciple, they dare not attack us with great fanfare."

"And we have been noticed by the night watchman. Now we leave and go outside, but it is their world."

And even if he really fights with the night watchman, Jiang Cheng's side is not without a chance of winning. There is one thing Jiang Cheng didn't tell Fatty, that is Wu's attitude just now.

Jiang Cheng guessed that Wu had already sensed the situation inside, and he was not too afraid of the out-of-control disciples or the night watchmen in ambush. If everything goes well today~www.readwn.com~ There may be a hearty meal. meal.

Jiang Cheng didn't want to miss the opportunity to increase his strength. After all, he was counting on him to fight the bus in the future.

"Let's find a place to hide first." Jiang Cheng continued.

...

The waiter who left turned left and right, and came to a relatively remote location. There was a dark door here. If you didn't look carefully, it almost merged with the dim background.

After confirming that no one was following the waiter, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"winter."

"Dong Dongdong."

"Dongdong."

After a few seconds, the door opened a gap, and the person inside confirmed the coming before opening the door.

This is a relatively large private room. At this moment, a tall old man is sitting on the sofa inside. The old man has white hair and beard, and his back is straight.

The old man exuded an astonishing aura, but looked a little embarrassed with a wounded face.

"The presiding judge." The waiter bowed respectfully and said in a low voice, "They are here."

Hearing that, the presiding judge finally opened his eyes, but at this moment, his eyes were different from before, a layer of red film filled the air, and the hole also shrunk into a gap.

Being stared at by these eyes, it was like being taken as prey by a cold-blooded snake.

The waiter didn't dare to look at the presiding judge at all, and his waist was even lower.

"Finally... it's here." The presiding judge's throat was hoarse, and his collar stood up high, but even so, it couldn't cover the scale-like things that spread out from the neck. tingling.

His current state is very poor, and there is a possibility of being completely eroded at almost any time, and his appearance here today has nothing to do with the night watchman's plan, it is entirely for himself.

He didn't have time to wait for the Abyss Project, he desperately needed to devour another door.