Nightmare Attack

"So..." Jiang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the village chief.

The village chief seemed to be a little afraid of the young man in front of him, and his eyes were deliberately avoided, and his voice was lowered, "I'm here... to give this." The village chief took out the lottery bucket he had seen before from his cuff.

"What's the rules this time?" Chen Hao was already numb to the lottery. After all, it was the same every time. It became a routine.

"It takes 4 people."

Before the village chief could finish speaking, the fat man rolled up his sleeves and looked eager to try.

The village chief immediately took back the signing bucket and explained with some guilty conscience: "Please calm down this master, you are useless like this, this time you need one person from each room."

Zhang Junyu glanced at Fatty with malicious intent, and said with a low chuckle, "That's fair."

"Then what did we decide by drawing lots, the order?" Lei Mingyu asked.

"That's right." The village chief nodded, "As for the order, the candidates for each room are not decided by us. We have to listen to the arrangements of the beggars."

It seemed that he was worried that his words were not convincing, so the village chief quickly added, "These are all explained by the men, please cooperate with the masters."

Although it sounded troublesome, the lottery went well. Yu Chengmu was the first, Chen Hao was the second, Jia Jinliang was the third, and Fatty Jiangcheng was the fourth.

Fatty was holding the lottery with an incredible expression on his face. Judging from the previous order, the more dangerous the person in the back was.

After all, the crisis is not entirely from the ghosts in the mission, and teammates are sometimes more insidious than ghosts.

Zhang Junyu, who came out on top, couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, turned his head, stared at the fat man and said with a low laugh, "It seems that the feng shui turns, this time, the rich and noble brothers should be careful."

"Take care of yourself." Jiang Cheng replied **** for tat.

To Shangjiang City, Zhang Junyu smiled shyly, and his eyes could not help but filled with hatred, Zhou Qing died at the hands of this person.

Fatty couldn't help but look depressed, until he returned to the wing, he still looked like he was remorseful.

"Don't worry too much." Jiang Cheng patted the fat man on the shoulder and comforted: "I think the form of the mission has changed this time."

Jiang Cheng smiled confidently, "And think about it, just those rotten fish and rotten shrimp, they can deal with me? Wait for the next life."

Fatty raised his head and said worriedly, "But this is a high-end game."

Unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to be stepping on Jiangcheng's excitement, and the whole person suddenly became excited, "I'm still in the high-end group! I think that people who used to play near Rongcheng often came to play, how can anyone not know me, I am Silver Gun Xiaolang Jun Ke is definitely not a vain name, I ran on 4 or 5 nearby stores, and the boss also gave me a part of the equity, just to retain talents like me..."

Hearing Jiang Cheng talking more and more, the fat man quickly stopped, "Doctor, I personally suggest that you don't talk about your charms in this book, you are really not afraid of attracting the Dahe Empress, you!"

Hearing that, Jiang Cheng thought of what Du Moyu said, the paper man had the exact same face as himself.

……

Another wing.

"Boss, how are you?" Under the dim candlelight, Ah Biao opened Jia Jinliang's wound and helped him change the dressing.

Jia Jinliang shook his head slightly, "Don't worry about me."

After a while, Jia Jinliang frowned slightly, as if what he had always worried about had become a reality, "Abiao, did you notice that the mission... ahem, the mission is gradually changing."

After bandaging the wound again, Ah Biao sat on the chair and nodded, "Yes, the difficulty of the task is gradually increasing, and now the information provided by the village chief is becoming more and more vague, we can only get the task from the Gengren. accurate information."

"And when the watchman finishes speaking, we don't have much time to discuss at all, and we will set off soon."

The pain of the severed limb made Jia Jinliang's body tremble uncontrollably. "Yes, but this is even more detrimental to us. After all, Yu Chengmu knows a lot, but now, he has no chance to tell us."

Ah Biao hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally closed it.

Jia Jinliang noticed it and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Boss." Ah Biao replied in blunt Mandarin, "I think it's better for us not to trust Yu Zhangyan too much. He is very sinister."

"The last batch of goods was secretly intercepted by him. He didn't tell us about it." Ah Biao's voice was full of vigilance, "And..."

"And he also saw something, but he didn't tell us." Jia Jinliang said suddenly.

"That's right!" Ah Biao nodded heavily, "According to Yu Zhangyan's character, no matter how much he knows, he will only reveal 7 points at most, but before, he actually revealed so much information at one time, or in front of Chen Hao. In front of those people in Jiangcheng, I can't figure out what he is going to do?"

Jia Jinliang let out a terrifying laugh, "What's wrong? He is balancing the poor information between the two sides, so that we can't easily deal with Chen Haojiangcheng and the others."

"Blushing with a blunt knife, let's bleed our blood, so after we've dealt with Jiangcheng's group, we can't compete with him for the final benefit." Jia Jinliang's eyes flashed fiercely, "I just don't know, what is our Yu Zhangyan? What kind of benefits did he discover that made him make such a determination."

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After an unknown period of time, a strange clapper sound suddenly sounded, and Fatty, who was half asleep, suddenly woke up~www.readwn.com~ came. "Jiang Cheng stood up and walked towards the door.

By the time the two of them arrived, the other three groups had already arrived, and the more men came staggeringly carrying a plain white paper lantern.

But this time, even the big-hearted fat man noticed the strangeness of the beater.

His steps can no longer be described as bizarre, but stiff, his knees seem to be unable to bend, and his movements are very strange.

After approaching, the paper lantern was raised slightly, and the sudden appearance of the face that hit Gengren made everyone gasp.

In the flickering candlelight, a bloodless, extremely withered face was reflected.

Such a face should not appear on a living person at all, but should be a corpse in a coffin!

A gust of night wind blew, and Du Moyu couldn't help shivering. He could even be sure that Da Gengren was already dead. Either the corpse of Da Gengren was swindling the corpse in front of him, or... it was a ghost in disguise. !

Just when everyone didn't dare to let out the air, the fighters opened the corners of their mouths and swept across their faces one by one, and then a hoarse voice sounded, "Cough cough... I have to work the corpse hunters again tonight."

"There are several corpses parked in the ancestral hall in the east of the village. The corpses have been stored for a long time. For some reasons, they can't be buried in the ground. We need your help to dispel grievances and lead their souls back to their places."

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