Nightmare Attack

　　 "People?" Chen Xiaomeng's eyes widened.

　　 "That's right," Sister Nuan unconsciously tightened her neckline with her hands, and said with lingering fear: "They are sometimes more terrifying than ghosts."

　　 The fire in the fireplace was very strong, and half of the living room was reflected by the fire.

　　 Fan Li, who was sitting in front of the fireplace, had a gloomy face, and added a few sticks of firewood to Riga from time to time.

　　 He knew the reason why Sister Nuan insisted on kicking him out.

　　 The ghost in this villa was killed by two men, so the ghost's target of revenge was also men.

　　The middle-aged man and Xie Yu who have died tragically are examples.

　　 Thinking of this, Fan Li grabbed two firewoods with his thick palms and threw them into the fireplace.

　　 The fire has become more prosperous.

　　 It seems that the only way to dispel the chill in his heart.

　　 Judging from the current situation, the course of the matter is generally clear. In other words, the mission is about to end, but the ghost will become more and more crazy at this time.

　　 Something will happen tonight.

　　The question is just who died.

　　 It is precisely because of this clearly that he refused the fat man's plan to sleep together.

　　 The probability of him encountering a ghost alone is one-third, but if he gets together with the two of them, it is 100%.

　　 The end of being stared at by a ghost... A touch of fear quickly emerged in his eyes. Ghosts only rarely kill multiple people at once, but not none.

　　 Besides, he still has his own plans.

　　 He is sure, staying here, he can survive until dawn tomorrow.

　　His eyes gradually drifted into the fireplace.

　　According to the existing evidence, the ghost was probably drowned before his death, and in front of him... there was a blazing flame.

　　 In the study, the fat man squatted in the dark, and he didn't dare to get out of the atmosphere.

　　Until he couldn't help it, he stretched his neck, leaned close to where Jiang Cheng was sitting, and asked in a very light and light voice: "You said we are hiding here, don't the ghosts know?"

"have no idea."

　　 Fatty let go slightly, "That's good."

　　 "I said I don't know," Jiang Cheng leaned forward and said with a word.

　　I have been with Jiang Cheng for a long time, and the fat man's psychological endurance has become much stronger. This time he only shivered for less than 5 seconds, and he was able to communicate like a normal person again.

"Really, brother," the fat man stared at Jiang Cheng and swallowed, "I don't think you are an ordinary person. I was so silly after the ghost came out yesterday. You still remember what shoes she was wearing. ."

　　 "You are definitely not a model, you are a policeman, are you?"

　　 The more he talked about the fat man, the more he felt that his guess was reliable, and his expression became excited.

　　 Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "Do you think you can survive if I am a policeman, or can I not kill the two of us by taking out the police officer's card?"

　　 The hope that the fat man had just ignited was extinguished again, and he was quite self-defeating and said: "So we are dead, right?"

　　 Just as Jiangcheng was about to speak, the fat man waved his hand to interrupt him, and said bitterly: "I guess you want to say that it's me who died, not us, right?"

　　 Jiangcheng shut up angrily.

　　 After a while, Jiang Cheng spoke again: "But you don't have to be so pessimistic, Fatty. Maybe there is a turning point."

　　 Just when the fat man raised his head and wanted to say something more, Jiang Cheng suddenly made a silent motion to him, and the fat man shut up immediately.

1 minute......

2 minutes......

5 minutes......

　　......

　　 Until about 10 minutes passed, the fat man still didn't hear anything, and nothing appeared in the room.

　　 He is very nervous and his ears stand up.

　　 Jiangcheng stood up from the chair, glanced quickly at the direction of the desk, and the fat man heard him whispering something like why there is no movement.

　　 "Brother," Fatty's surprised voice changed, "You won't wait for ghosts here, right?"

　　 "Don't talk," Jiang Cheng frowned and walked to the door, "Wait here, I'll go out and have a look."

　　 The fat man jogged up to follow him, "Don't, let's go together."

　　 Jiangcheng and Fatty came to the corridor, the light above their heads was still on, emitting a half-dead light.

　　 Jiangcheng did not hesitate, went directly to the door of the master bedroom, and knocked on the door lightly.

　　 A few seconds later, a vigilant female voice rang, "Who?"

　　 "It's me," Jiang Cheng replied, "Hao Shuai."

　　 "What are you doing here?"

　　 Jiangcheng said earnestly: "I think something has happened to Fan Li."

　　 Hearing this, the door opened slightly, but it was also limited to a slit. The talking sister Nuan only showed half of her eyes, "How do you know?"

　　 Jiangcheng quickly glanced at the end of the corridor next to the stairs, turned his head, and said quickly: "Go in and say, it's not safe here."

　　 Sister Nuan looked at Jiang Cheng and Fatty again through the crack of the door, and finally nodded, "Okay."

　　 The door opened.

　　 Sister Nuan is standing behind the door.

　　 They didn't dare to turn on the lights either, the room was dark.

　　 After hearing Jiang Cheng say that Fan Li had an accident, the fat man's expression suddenly became nervous. He didn't know how Jiang Cheng came to this conclusion, but he oddly chose to believe him.

　　 Jiangcheng was the first to enter, and the fat man followed behind him.

　　 But just as he was about to enter the door, Jiang Cheng's body suddenly paused, and he stopped at the door~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This also caused the fat man who followed him to hit him.

　　 Before the fat man asked what was wrong, Jiang Cheng quickly retreated back to the corridor.

　　 At the same time, he pressed the fat man's shoulder and pulled him back.

　　 Sister Nuan has already made room for them to enter the door, "Come in quickly, what are you doing!" Sister Nuan urged.

　　 From time to time, she looked anxiously to the other side of the corridor, as if something would appear there soon.

　　 "I have forgotten an important thing in the room," Jiang Cheng said suddenly, "wait for me to get it back."

　　 Without waiting for Sister Nuan's response, he put one hand on the fat man's shoulder, and then the two turned around and walked quickly toward the other side of the corridor.

　　 The fat guy didn't expect Jiang Cheng to look thin and thin, with so much strength, he was almost taken away by Jiang Cheng.

　　 His whole brain is in a blank state.

　　 But at the moment he was very wise and didn't make any comments, until they came to the corner by the corridor and the stairs, Jiang Cheng dragged him and quickly hid in.

　　 "What did you find?" The fat man asked, panting.

　　 He saw a few cold sweat dripping on Jiang Cheng's face.

　　 Jiangcheng signaled him not to speak first, and then approached the corridor wall, as if he was listening to something. After a few minutes, his face returned to normal.

　　 "That Nuan sister is not right," Jiang Cheng said in a low voice.

　　 The fat on Fatty's face trembled, "What's wrong?"

　　 "She wears slippers on her feet."

"slippers?"

　　 "Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, "I found it by accident when I walked in."

　　 He continued: "We all know how dangerous this villa is. She may be chased by ghosts at any time. How could she take off her shoes and put on a pair of slippers with limited mobility?"