Nightmare Attack

It's the driver just now.

He is Qin Dongguo.

That... the person who should have disappeared.

There is also the taxi that drove them just now. According to Pi Ruan, the car is still being used as an exhibit and held in the hands of the police trace inspection team. How could it appear here?

It happened to be loaded with them.

A coincidence?

The body trembled uncontrollably, and the fat man trembled even his teeth. What happened just now was far more terrifying than a nightmare, not because of anything else, but because...this is reality.

It belongs to their real world!

It's not the weird time and space behind the black iron door that can only be pushed open after a deep sleep.

There was a strange feeling in him that he didn't know if it could be called a hunch, and the barrier between dreams and reality seemed to be being eroded by something.

The boundary between the two is becoming increasingly blurred.

Without restriction, the result of allowing it to develop is that one day, those ghosts in the nightmare...will come to the world.

Just like what happened just now.

He couldn't imagine...No, he didn't dare, and forced himself not to think about it.

If the doctor did not stop, but kept driving by the "person" named Qin Dongguo, following the car that did not even know whether it really existed at this time node in this time and space, what kind of one would they eventually arrive at? place.

At the end... Will there be a lacquered door standing just like that?

There is still an unknown above their consciousness.

The feeling of sitting in that car is still fresh in his memory.

It's like being in an ice cellar, the sun has no temperature.

That's not the feeling this world should have.

What the middle-aged man said to the doctor suddenly appeared in the fat man's mind, like a needle, pierced directly from the back of his head, cold, suddenly, but extremely clear.

It was clear as if the middle-aged man was standing in front of him at the moment.

"There is the last handful of people," said the middle-aged man: "They account for a very small proportion, so small that we almost ignored it at the beginning."

"They will be selected by Crimson," the middle-aged man leaned forward with a hoarse voice: "Choose...invade this world."

The fat man's throat rolled a few times, his mouth slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he chose to close his mouth.

Opposite, the doctor has already picked up the phone.

"Shut your mouth," the doctor said in a calm tone as soon as he got on the phone: "Now send a car to pick us up, I have already sent you the location," he paused, and continued: " Come in person. If I don’t see you in the car, all previous agreements will be invalidated."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Cheng hung up the phone.

He didn't seem to intend to listen to the other person at all.

At this moment, the fat man closed his mouth very wisely, because the doctor is obviously not in a good mood now, in his impression, he has hardly seen a doctor like this.

Especially he also knew who the doctor was calling.

That middle-aged man.

Brought by Chen Xiaomeng.

In less than 20 minutes, or even shorter, an inconspicuous black car suddenly stopped in front of them. The driver was obviously very skilled and parked in the right place.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward and opened the door of the co-pilot, and then sat in.

The fat man was stunned, and after reacting, he opened the back door, but when he was about to get in, he suddenly stopped, and then he became uncomfortable.

He swallowed and his face became ugly, of course there was more fear and necessary embarrassment.

Sitting in the back seat was a girl wearing a baseball uniform and a baseball cap with a neat ponytail behind her head.

The girl tilted her legs, her depressed gaze just retracted from Jiang Cheng, who got into the car first, and fell on him, her sharp, arrow-like eyes looked at him up and down, as if she was about to dismantle him.

Mocking her lips, Xia Meng patted the seat next to her symbolically, and the sharp tiger teeth at the corners of her mouth were exposed, which seemed to reflect cold light in the eyes of the fat man.

"Come on," she said with a smile, "dead fat man."

The fat man's throat rolled violently, and he looked at the doctor as if for help, but the latter's attention was obviously not on him, and in the end, he had no choice but to get into the thief car.

But he shrank at the edge of the car door very sensibly, trying not to have any substantial contact with Xia Meng.

The same is true in the eyes.

But Xia Meng approached very eagerly, and from behind she turned out a rope, which was the donkey that she had bought from the uncle driving the car.

Not long ago, she was detained by the police as physical evidence, but now she is back in her hands.

When they came, she and Uncle Gong had something to say, Jiang Cheng was useful and could not move for the time being, but this fat man was not within the scope of the agreement.

She touched the fat man's arm very unreservedly, and the latter moved away immediately, and then Nuo's big body was pressed tightly to the door of the car, and she was determined to jump off the car if you touched me again.

The interest on Xia Meng's face increased.

Just as she thought about it, when the corners of her eyes gradually bend like a fox, Jiang Cheng's voice suddenly came from the co-pilot's position~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Since he got in the car, he didn't say a word.

So are the middle-aged men who drive.

The two are silent like two logs.

"Those guys who are watching you," Jiang Cheng said, "looked for me too."

Hearing that the banter on Xia Meng's face dissipated in an instant, she immediately looked at Jiang Cheng, and her face resurfaced with a solemnness that had never been seen before. After a long pause, she lowered her voice and asked, "What did you say?"

"You got it right, so don't ask nonsense." Jiang Cheng said coldly.

The middle-aged man who drove seemed very calm. In fact, after he received the call from the latter, he probably guessed it, but he didn't say it.

After Jiang Cheng briefly described the cause of the incident, the atmosphere in the car was suppressed to the extreme.

Things kept flashing in Xia Meng's eyes, she seemed to want to say something, but before she could speak, she felt a faint gaze passing by her.

Lifting his head, he happened to see Gong Shu's eyes that had just moved away in the rearview mirror.

"They moved faster than I expected," the middle-aged man said for the first time, his voice was as unpleasant as ever, and the fat man even frowned.

He turned the steering wheel to the right and the vehicle drove into a very narrow fork in the road.

Obviously few people come here, the road conditions are very poor, it is a bumpy gravel road, and the traffic keeps bumping.

After driving forward for a while, a few sacks suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.

The bulge, the surface showed a rough texture, which seemed to be filled with sand and gravel, but there is no doubt that these sacks were thrown here, and they should act as roadblocks.

Sure enough, when they saw their car approaching, a few young people came out from behind the trees on both sides. Without saying hello, they removed the sacks neatly.

The vehicle continued to move forward, and directly in front of them, a tall building appeared.