Nightmare Attack

The creaking sound of feet stepping on the pool of blood constantly touched everyone's tense nerves. The fat man held his breath. He was always worried that something would suddenly jump out of the fog in front of him, but until they saw the driving seat , the surrounding is still calm.

I didn't see any living things along the way, there were no dead bodies in the car, and there wasn't even any sound.

Wu raised her hand to signal everyone to stop, and he continued to walk forward alone. Wu Yingying took Jiang Cheng's hand and told him to back away, while she stood in front of him. Her beautiful eyes seemed to sense something, and she stared at him intently. Ahead, his face became serious.

Wu finally walked to the driver's seat. At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised, because... because of the dragged blood stain under his feet, it continued intermittently all the way to the driver's seat.

Time seemed to lose its meaning for a moment. After an unknown amount of time, Wu turned around and nodded at Jiang Cheng, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yingying wanted to go forward with Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng didn't agree. Fatty Huai Yi and the others had almost no ability to protect themselves, so Wu Yingying needed to stay and protect them.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward alone, stood side by side with him according to Wu's intention, and looked in the direction of Wu's line of sight, only to see that the driving seat was covered with a thick layer of fog, which was still surging, deep and frightening .

Obviously he is very close to the driver's seat now, only more than 1 meter away, but he just has a feeling that he is still far away from the real driver's seat, there seems to be another space in there... there seems to be another space in there.

Wu waved his hand lightly, and the fog in front of his eyes dissipated slightly. This time, Jiang Cheng finally saw it. After a while, his eyes paused, and then his breathing became short-lived. Amidst the surging fog, he saw a skinny figure. Sitting there, the figure was dressed in gray cloth, and his face could not be seen clearly, but what really shocked Jiang Cheng was that there was a knife inlaid on the figure's shoulder.

It was a very large jackknife, and the exposed surface of the knife was carved with weird and complicated patterns, which looked very magnificent. It seemed that it was cut from the side and rear of the figure, and deeply embedded in the shoulder of the figure.

The most important thing is that Jiang Cheng knew this knife, it was Gong Zhe's knife, and that unsmiling man actually did it...

As the fog surged, more and more scenes were exposed, Wu's eyes became darker, and Jiang Cheng's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. He saw that there was still a hand on the handle of the jackknife.

It was a severed hand, tightly clenched on the handle of the knife, the blood on it had already drained, and the blue muscles and pale bones on the severed wrist were twisted together. Jiang Cheng couldn't imagine what happened to the owner of this severed hand. what.

But he knew one thing clearly that Gong Zhe would never drop the knife and run away. Since he got into the car, he didn't intend to leave alive.

"That thing is injured." Wu's voice was soft but serious, "It's resting, otherwise it would have shot us long ago."

Combined with the tragic situation on the bus, it is not difficult to imagine that a great battle broke out between the frozen disciples led by Gong Zhe and the old president and many passengers on the bus. The army was wiped out.

But at the same time, the old president who was a key part of the Night Watchman's final plan was also wounded by Gong Zhe, even severely.

There was a fierceness in Jiang Cheng's eyes, "I'll kill him while he's sick!" Now he plans to call Master Shui and Wen Zhao, and then beat one of the four to kill the old president.

Wu immediately stopped him, and then glanced at Wu Yingying and the others who were standing not far away. Jiang Cheng slowly calmed down. He knew what Wu meant. The most important thing is that after the previous battle, Wu Yingying's strength has been greatly damaged, and she has not recovered. The same is true for Wu herself, and the same is true for Master Shui.

According to Wu Judgment, the old president's injury can't be recovered in a short time, so fighting now is not good for them.

Since this was the case, Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated, and led a group of people back, all the way back to the position when they boarded the car.

When he heard that Gong Zhe had died, Wang Qi couldn't help but sighed. He knew that Gong Zhe was the father of No. 6, and every time the two met, they would inevitably break out into fierce battles, the kind that would never stop dying, but this was more of No. 6's father. The number's obsession, in fact, is not Gong Zhe's opponent based on his strength, everyone in Crimson knows this, and Gong Zhe has no intention of hurting him.

The former Xia Tan was so dazzling that the light of Gong Zhe, who was also one of the two pillars of the Xia family, was covered by it. But what the world finally knew was that after Xia Tan made such a heinous mistake and was completely eroded and lost consciousness, the night vigil People still dare not attack the Xia family lightly, half of this is due to their fear of Gong Zhe.

Judging from the final result, Gong Zhe is also worthy of the name of the strongest existing disciple in the world.

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie didn't even dare to breathe among this group of people. Gong Zhe, Xia Tan, and... and Crimson, these are all legendary characters. Monster... Tang Qisheng kept wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, his heart felt ashamed, this time he was really tied to a thief ship.

The car bumped for a while, then came to a slow stop, the door shook a few times, and opened with a "creak".

Tang Qisheng Zhu Jie knew that this meant letting them get off the car, and his thoughts became lively again. Tang Qisheng asked tentatively: "You all understand the meaning of that, that means letting the two of us get off the car, don't worry, we will get off after we get off the car. I will take the initiative to contact you, we..."

Wu stood in front of the car door without drawing his knife, just stood silently with his back facing Tang Qisheng wishing them success, but the door was so big that he had to push Wu away if he wanted to get out of the car.

Seeing that they are silent in Jiangcheng~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Huai Yi stood up with a grim smile, and gave Tang Qisheng a move, "Brother Wu is blocking your way, it's okay, you go and ask him to get out of the way, so you can I can get out of the car now."

The back of Tang Qisheng's head felt cold when he heard it. He was trembling when he saw Wu's legs and stomach. He let Wuba get out of the way, even if it was not the way home, but the way to Huangquan, Tang Qisheng opened his mouth for a long time. Without daring to speak, Zhu Jie carefully tugged on his sleeve, his miserable eyes were trying to persuade him to accept his fate.

After waiting for a few minutes, the car door slowly closed again. As the gap in the middle disappeared, Tang Qisheng's last hope was also shattered. He had a bitter face, not knowing what expression to use to face everyone.

Jiang Cheng also had his own ideas about leaving Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie. First, he was worried that they would leak the secrets. Second, Tang Qisheng is a master who specializes in folklore. Although he may not be as good as Yu Chengmu, he is at least better than Li Bai. He is now There is an urgent need for talents in this area.

Also, and most importantly, Jiang Cheng doubted their identities and was worried that a certain guy would come back from the corpse.

(end of this chapter)