Nightmare Attack

He led a group of troops to attack the military headquarters before, with the aim of robbing Xia Tan's door, but the plan failed, and Xia Tan's door was not there at all.

So he was helpless and had no choice but to hit Jiang Cheng.

After all, ordinary doors can't meet his current needs at all, and Jiang Cheng has a guy named Wu.

According to various information, he is a guy with strong growth potential, but at present, he has not shown great strength, and the presiding judge feels that it should not be a problem to win him by himself.

"I just need to peel off that door, it won't destroy the abyss plan." The presiding judge's eyes are red, and his luck has been bad recently.

First, the trial ceremony held at the headquarters of the Night's Watch was messed up by Xia Tan who fell from the sky. Then he failed to lead people to attack the military headquarters, and was chased by Chen Ran and cut his face. Finally, the ambush at Hanjiang Ferry failed again. However, his father Gong Zhe abolished an arm. If Bingzhuren hadn't found a red contract, he would have almost lost his life.

The successive failures have greatly damaged his reputation among the night watchmen. Now some voices have reached his ears, and several major families are extremely dissatisfied with him and plan to jointly remove him from his post.

"These **** who cross the river and demolish the bridge, one day I will clean up you with my own hands." The presiding judge Tong Kong radiated a golden light, and did not hide the ferocity on his face.

"The presiding judge." A middle-aged man standing beside him said hesitantly: "Just now we have confirmed that Crimson No. 2 and No. 13 have also sneaked in, I'm worried..."

The middle-aged man swallowed the rest of the words, because he found that the presiding judge turned his head and stared at his face, "What is there to worry about, they have a hard time dealing with that thing, and we may not have the opportunity to put them all together. stay here."

The middle-aged people remembered the things entrenched in this bar, and a look of fear appeared on their faces. They were all responsible for all this, so they knew very well how difficult the things that caused this supernatural event were.

In order to make that guy even more crazy, they even fed many disciples, and finally detonated this supernatural event that reached the A-level level.

If the situation here gets out of control, maybe even... even the presiding judge in front of him is no match for that thing.

Thinking of this, the blue veins in the middle-aged man's eyes tightened.

But it's too late to say anything now.

The presiding judge didn't know the thoughts of these people. He tried his best to restrain the intimidating aura on his body, and his expression softened, "Xianzong."

Hearing the presiding judge calling his name, the middle-aged man woke up like a dream and hurriedly returned: "Presiding Judge, what are your orders?"

"Xianzong, don't worry, everything is under my control, and the reason why I brought you this time is because of some other thoughts." The presiding judge looked at the middle-aged man with a scrutiny in his eyes. "Your mind is very good, but your qualifications are a little worse, so your position has never been promoted."

This is the heart disease of the middle-aged man. He also understands that the night watchman must rely on strength to speak, and the truth of his door is indescribable. "Xianzong understands that I can be today thanks to you, the presiding judge."

The presiding judge smiled, "But only my support is not enough. You also know that your background is not enough, so if you want to go higher, you must seize every opportunity." The presiding judge paused and continued: " Today, the reason why I brought you here is to see if I can create an opportunity for you."

The middle-aged man's eyes became suspicious.

"Why, I still don't understand?" The presiding judge's voice was persuasive. "The door of Crimson No. 2... don't you have any ideas? That's a very good door."

Hearing that, the middle-aged man's breathing became quicker. The door of the Crimson members is unique. If he can get it, his voice in the night watchman will also increase.

But after he calmed down, he felt a chill again, not to mention whether the Crimson people could deal with them, even if they did get the door of Crimson No. 2, according to the ruthlessness of the judge in front of him. Mind, can you keep this door for yourself?

I'm afraid that when he just shows what he wants, he will be silenced.

The enthusiasm in his mind gradually receded, and the middle-aged man replied calmly: "Judge, I think it's okay this time, where is the crimson door for people like me to be blessed, I will bring my people, I will do my best to help you fight the rebellion, and I will rely on you for your support in the future."

"You still said such kind words to me." A strange smile appeared on the corner of the presiding judge's mouth.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, not daring to look at him at all.

…

"What's the matter?" Zhou Ze, who was closely behind the two benefactors, his chest heaved violently. They went back and forth for several times, but could not find an exit. Even the safe passage they had walked before disappeared.

No. 2 stretched out his finger, UU reading www.uukanshu.com groping at the place where the security door was originally, it was bare and there was not even a gap.

Knocking on the wall with your hand also made a very thick sound.

"Trapped." No. 13's face showed a trace of unease, and most of this uneasiness came from the unknown S-class.

He couldn't think of what the origin of this guy was. If it was sent by the night watchman, then he and No. 2 would both die here today.

"I can't wait, I have to contact the outside world." No. 13 urged that although he knew that using a mobile phone would most likely lead to new and unknown situations, the current situation would not get any worse. He could feel that there was a very terrifying situation. The guy has come in.

If he was found by that guy, he would not be able to stand alone with No. 2, let alone him, a scum with a combat power of 5.

High-risk events such as making a phone call were naturally handed over to No. 2. No. 2 took out his mobile phone. After thinking for a while, he did not contact Mr. directly, but dialed No. 6.

In this way, even if the other party can follow the signal to find it, it will be No. 6, and he will definitely be able to withstand it.

"All…"

"All…"

The phone rang twice and was connected, the other side didn't speak, and No. 2 didn't speak either. It was just like that, and No. 2 couldn't help sighing.

It seems that calling for help will not work, which is also expected.

Only this time, No. 2 found something new.

"Check-"

"Check-"

The sound of scratching something came from the microphone, like a fingernail, scratching a very rough wall. This sound instinctively caused physical discomfort, and what was even more frightening was that he even heard the sound of fingernails breaking.

The sound of sticking to flesh and blood, sticking to the lake and lake, mixed with the woman's low and resentful cry, erratically came from all directions.