Nightmare Attack

After spitting out the seafood shell in his mouth, Jiang Cheng pulled a wet towel and wiped his hands and replied, "Not yet."

The fat man showed a worried expression, the crab legs in his hands were not fragrant, he reluctantly put the crab legs down, looking at the doctor's eyes as if he were going to the grave.

"Doctor," the fat man said in a sad tone. After hesitating for a while, he still said, "It's been three days, why there is no news at all? Isn't it time to go?"

"Tsk," Jiang Cheng raised his head, frowned first, then stared at the fat man's big face, and asked with some hindsight: "How do I feel that you are a little bit regretful?"

"Fatty," Zhang Cheng warned his neck and reminded him: "Although I am an orphan, you cannot inherit my inheritance even if I don't come back."

He paused, and his voice became louder, "I advise you to die as soon as possible!"

The fat man's expression was almost crying.

Although everyone knows that doctors have some problems with their brains, they are all at this point. They are still thinking about the issue of inheritance. Fatty thinks that doctors are somewhat good.

Moreover, the most important thing is that doctors do not have any assets.

"Doctor, please shut up," said the fat man, "I am caring about you, and I am worried that you will not be there to help you this time."

"Who said I went by myself this time?" Jiang Cheng asked with his cheeks bulging.

"Can Xia Meng be a teammate too?" The fat man swallowed, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a look of doubt, "Doctor, I have something you might not like to listen to. She wants to kill more than a ghost. Believe it or not?"

Lifting his head, Jiang Cheng said naturally, "Aren't you still there?"

"I?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng squinted, "Aren't you going with me? How can you rest assured that I am alone."

After a moment of stunned, the fat man who suddenly reacted blurted out: "I'll go to your uncle!"

But these were all useless in Jiang Cheng's eyes. He persuaded the fat man with only a few words, and he also cited a few more representative examples.

For example, if he is not there, the fat man is likely to be involved in a nightmare, and then be caught by a ghost and break his neck, or break his limbs and hang him up to become a mascot.

Fatty's face turned pale when he heard it. The main thing is that these are really very likely to happen.

He is a very compelling person, and he is very clear about his position. He can live until now, relying on the thigh of the doctor. Although this thigh is more grotesque, at least so far, it is still reliable.

"Doctor," the fat man licked his lips, looked at Jiang Cheng with a very reliable look, and said in a deep voice, "It may have been some problems with our communication just now. In fact, my initial plan was to accompany you."

He paused, "Because I don't worry about you alone."

"That's it..." Jiang Cheng nodded, showing a look of sudden realization, "Then how did I hear that you took advantage of the effort of buying vegetables to ask the proprietress of the dessert shop next door to find out if my studio is rented? I bought it, and asked about water and electricity bills?"

The fat man stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said loudly in the next second: "Rumor! This...this is completely a rumor!"

He looked very excited, his neck was red, "Doctor, don't you know what kind of person I am? I..."

"Okay, I don't want to listen." Jiang Cheng drank his last sip of seafood porridge, narrowed his eyes, took out the wet wipes, wiped his mouth first, then wiped his hands, and then stood up.

"Fatty, you should know me," Jiang Cheng sighed, and said in a mysterious tone: "The beauty of a hundred meters around here...Who doesn't care about me?"

But the one who should come is still coming, just after this, the middle-aged person left in the afternoon of the fourth day.

The weather was as brilliant and beautiful as ever. In the morning, Jiang Cheng also received a very energetic woman in her 30s. The two had a good chat. After that, the doctor invited her to sit upstairs.

Then he squatted down on a chair and went to the market to buy groceries from the fat man who was using his mobile phone to study the survival video.

Since knowing that the doctor will take him down, the fat man has a lot of motivation to learn to accept new things. The fixed class in the morning is to browse the video of survival in the wild.

In the afternoon, watch the Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection bought on the street stall.

Go out for a run an hour after dinner, come back when it’s getting dark, and use the doctor’s computer to watch horror movies and practice.

In order to achieve the effect, he usually keeps the single brush, sometimes it can't stand it, so he quit midway and watch a few episodes of Haier Brothers to adjust.

After all, the Haier brothers can also learn knowledge, and knowledge does not distinguish between superior and inferior, but the way to acquire it is different.

"Om..."

The phone the doctor put on the table rang, and he was hiding in the bathroom, sneakingly not knowing what he was doing.

The fat man had to take his cell phone and go to the bathroom to find him.

A few minutes later, Jiang Cheng pushed open the bathroom door.

The fat man who was studying only took the time to glance at the doctor, and he could no longer look away. The doctor's expression was strangely heavy, and he immediately realized that it might be that thing...coming~www.wuxiamtl .com~Doctor..." He opened his mouth slightly.

"Clean up," Jiang Cheng turned and walked upstairs, along the stairs, "We will go in a while."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then got up and chased after him. While chasing, he curled his neck and asked anxiously: "Doctor, where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there."

The luggage is very simple. For the sake of concealment, both of them tacitly didn't wear the clothes that they wore in the nightmare, nor did they wear them in life.

After locking the office door, Jiang Cheng first took the fat man to the nearest farmer’s market by taxi. There were many merchants selling clothes in the open air.

There is a lot of people here, and the clothes sold are also very cheap.

Jiang Cheng and Fatty chose suitable clothes, which are comfortable and extensible. They bought slightly better shoes. They are a promotional item of a domestic sports brand.

After all, no one wants the embarrassing situation of shoe soles falling when being chased by ghosts.

After that, the two drove another car and drove straight out of the city.

The road is relatively remote, and the driver keeps observing the two through the rearview mirror, seeming to be worried that they are carjackers who see uneven roads.

"Do you always see what we do?" The fat man murmured dissatisfied, "It's not that we don't give money."

"No...No," the driver smirked, "Isn't it not peaceful these days, it's always right to have multiple minds," it seems that the two of them should be harmless, and the driver's words gradually increased.

"Little brother...are you a local?" the driver asked as he drove.

"No." Jiang Cheng replied.

"Will you go back to the city that night?"

"It depends."

The driver moved his lips, and finally said: "Little brother, listen to my advice, if there is nothing important, don't come back."