Nightmare Attack

Jiang Cheng subconsciously looked at the fat man, as if something was attracting him. He once saw a handprint on the back of the fat man, a handprint that perfectly matched his own.

The fat man also said that he saw his own face on the road to the underworld, and it was the self who woke him up, so that he didn't go back astray.

"And...there is another me on his body." The newspaper man didn't answer, but his silence already explained everything. Jiang Cheng's guess was right. Wu also told him about it, and he felt that he belonged to Fatty. his breath.

That should also be the power of a door. As Crimson, Fatty's door is the most mysterious one, but Jiang Cheng has never seen the power of his door. What's even weirder is that a suspicious person like him has never seen it before. He didn't really want to explore the door that belonged to the fat man, he trusted the other party as much as he trusted himself.

Looking at it now, the initial doubts, and keeping Fatty by his side just to get him, was more like a clumsy play of self-deception, and he never really doubted the other party.

The first meeting in the nightmare, the two met so naturally, everything seemed to be engraved on the compass of fate, as the two met in the nightmare, the gear called fate rotated, and the teeth of the gears meshed with each other, seamlessly, Everything else seemed to be rehearsed.

The more Jiang Cheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. There was an invisible hand controlling his life. Every trajectory he thought he had was designed early in the morning. He was like a train with no return, no matter how fast he drove. , are just traveling on a fixed track.

Who has such power? The night watchman, Crimson, or the thing behind Lin Wan'er...Jiang Cheng doesn't think it is, this is definitely not a force that can be controlled, at least it will not come from the world he is familiar with.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng no longer had fear, but was replaced by a burst of intense anger. He didn't like the feeling of being manipulated in the palm of his hand, which made all his previous efforts and struggles look like a joke.

Especially when it involved Fatty, the guy behind the scenes fooled them all!

"Who? Who did it?" Sensing the strong murderous intent in Jiang Cheng's tone, the newspaper man shook the newspaper in his hand, and didn't answer immediately. It had nothing to do with fear, but hesitating. After all, the truth was too heavy.

"It's you." The newspaper man sighed softly, and through the screen, it seemed as if a pair of eyes pierced through, staring at Jiang Cheng's face.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and the fat man who had just recovered from his nerves couldn't help but lose his mind after hearing this answer. The latter had imagined that the last behind-the-scenes manipulator was the current chairman of the Night Watchman, or the old club of this bus. Long, but he never thought that after going around, he was waiting for such a news.

"It's...it's me..." After a momentary loss of consciousness, Jiang Cheng's expression froze,

"How could it be me? If it was me, why would I have no memory of these points, and...and why would I do this?" The newspaper man seemed to be expecting Jiang Cheng's reaction. After a moment of silence, he was just calm. He said: "I can only say this, knowing too much is not good for you, now... it is time for you to leave." There is only one step away from the truth, how could Jiang Cheng give up, he did not retreat but advanced, and his steps were firm He walked towards the newspaper man, and a sigh came from behind the screen. This time, the screen did not move away from Jiangcheng, but moved towards Jiangcheng with a strong pressure. There was a feeling of suffocation as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, but Jiang Cheng was not afraid at all. Just before the screen was about to crush him, a pale hand reached out from behind Jiang Cheng and pressed against the screen.

"Keep going." That hand actually pushed the screen and kept retreating, and Wu's voice sounded behind him. This is Jiangcheng's biggest reliance.

The newspaper man is not bad by nature, and he has no intention of hurting the other party, but he must find out the truth today.

In the huge hall, a strange scene appeared. Screens took shape in front of the newspaper man, and then rolled towards Jiangcheng at an extremely fast speed. The terrifying power gradually piled up. The footsteps became slower and slower, until a burst of snow-white knife light passed by.

The lights of the knives overlapped one after another, continuous like sea waves, splitting the countless screens in front of me, and as the screens shattered like mirrors, a figure swept out at an extremely fast speed, smashing through the barrier made of broken pieces, rushing to sit behind the screen. Newspaper man on a chair.

At this time, the newspaper man was still the same as when we first met him, wearing a suit and covering his face with a newspaper. The next second, Wu volleyed up and slashed at the newspaper man with the back of his knife.

As the newspaper fell off, the face under the newspaper was exposed, and under a pair of **** eyes that were dying, was a fragmented face.

The lower half of the face was almost completely destroyed, and only the skeleton's jaw was left open, filled with yellow gold. This picture is full of beauty, bizarreness, and horror, and it is difficult to describe it in accurate words.

What is even more surprising is that a boy is lying in the arms of the newspaper man, hanging on him to be precise, with both hands around his neck, his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth turned up, and the face against the newspaper man's shoulders is overflowing. With a happy smile, it seems that he is dreaming a satisfying dream.

This sudden scene caught the man who kept the attacking posture off guard~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Naturally, he couldn't kill the newspaper man with this knife, and he didn't intend to kill him, otherwise he wouldn't use the back of the knife, but the boy was different , I can't feel it, this is an ordinary person, and ten lives from him are not enough to die.

In desperation, he immediately released the remaining power from the knife, allowing the knife to barely avoid the newspaper man's neck, and pass by the boy's hair in a narrow and dangerous manner. After being exposed to the other party, the latter seized the opportunity decisively to get up, and slapped Wu's chest and knocked him flying. The newspaper that was released from his hand circled behind Wu's back at some point, and became incomparable in an instant. Huge, like a huge net, no one will swallow it.

Seeing this scene, the fat man jumped up and yelled at the newspaper man for not talking about martial arts, and actually used a child as a shield. He knew that if he cared about this child, the one who fell now would be the newspaper man.

And Wuken gave up this excellent opportunity because of a child, not only because of Wu himself, but also for himself and the doctor. After all, Wu can also feel his feelings for the boy.

During this period of getting along, Wu, like the original doctor, has changed. Even if he doesn't admit it, the fat man sees it all.