Nightmare Attack

"How do I feel that you will have to use all these things on me someday?" Jiang Cheng stared at the fat man, smashed his mouth and said.

"Doctor who doesn't know," Fatty explained embarrassingly: "We are not the same kind of people, for example, there is no interference from nightmares. If we face the current situation, I will think about how to save people, and you think about it. How is it hot."

　　 Jiangcheng looked up and down the fat man a few times, slammed his mouth and said, "Fat man, I am looking forward to you being able to talk to me so calmly when you are kicked on the ground by a ghost and break your neck."

The fat man shrugged, "Doctor," he sighed, "If I were you, I wouldn't speak in this tone now. After all, you are a lonely lonely person, and you are surrounded by powerful enemies. There is Xia Meng by your side. This time bomb is not good to say, I am your only reliable backing."

　　 "I personally suggest," the fat man said, "Doctor, please speak to me politely." He paused, as if he felt that this idea was a bit unrealistic, so he stepped back and said, "It's okay to say something nice."

　　 "Late later," Jiang Cheng looked up at the sky after a while and said, "I still have a lot to say to you. When I go out, choose a good day and burn it to you together."

　　 A few seconds later, after the Conscious Doctor didn't seem to be joking, the fat man shuddered suddenly.

　　 Then he acted as if he suddenly woke up from alcohol. After looking around blankly, he licked his face and said to Jiang Cheng: "Doctor, I seemed to be disturbed by something just now. Didn't you say anything excessive to make you angry?"

　　 Jiangcheng glanced at him, turned and left.

　　 After the Fatty Pi Dian Pi Dian followed, he discovered that he and the doctor were not the only ones who hadn't grabbed the costume. The Chen Qiang and Qin Jian also didn't go, but they were standing on the other side.

　　 Seeing the doctor walking by with him, they followed.

　　 Qin Jian is a veteran player, some doorways are not surprising, but this Chen Qiang...

　　 Is he acting too much? It makes it hard for the fat man not to notice him. Facing this unsmiling young man dressed as a student, the fat man suddenly felt like seeing a doctor for the first time.

　　He is either an old player pretending to be, or...I am afraid he is a rather calm newcomer like a doctor.

　　 No matter which kind, it is not necessarily a good thing for them who have clues in their hands.

　　 And... the crimson, which is still unclear whether it exists or not, is also no news.

　　 Fatty's sight swept over everyone present. In this small room, he quietly stopped, and he could already feel the surging dark tide around him.

　　 No one suggested to wake up Tang Shirou, because no one wanted to offend the four people who hadn't put on costumes.

　　 Jiangcheng, Fatty, Chen Qiang, Qin Jian.

　　 Four people, there are four costumes left.

　　 one set of green, one set of black, and two sets of costumes in different styles although they are both white.

　　 No one did it. The middle-aged woman just watched with cold eyes and did not urge her. The rest of the people in the costumes did not know what they were thinking.

　　 Xia Meng's eyes were erratic on Jiang Cheng.

　　 An Xuan, who was the first to put on a costume, frowned slightly. He didn't care much about the way other people saw him. He could live well in a nightmare, and he would not take the initiative to fight against troublesome people.

　　 But now he suddenly has a weird idea, will there be problems in the costumes of other colors except for the red costume that makes people uncomfortable to look at.

After 　　 raised his head again, he looked at the remaining people who hadn't chosen yet, and there was an expression of suspicion in his eyes.

　　 Like a long-term determination, Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, his goal was the black costume.

　　 But... before he even touched the black costume, he had one hand to remove the costume first. Jiang Cheng tilted his head and looked to his side. It was Qin Jian's well-maintained face.

　　 "This gentleman..." Qin Jian's face was embarrassing, but his hand holding the costume did not intend to let go. Obviously, he was ready to force it, and was waiting for Jiang Cheng to give in.

　　 "Take it and wear it if you like it," Jiang Cheng glanced at him, then reached for another white one after he said it.

　　 Qin Jian pretended that he wanted to return the costume to Jiang Cheng, but he didn't know how to speak. Finally, seeing Jiang Cheng ignored him, he sighed and changed into this black costume.

　　 Jiangcheng quickly changed into a white costume, even faster than Qin Jian.

　　 The fat man glanced at Chen Qiang and said, "Brother, you..."

　　 "You should choose first," Chen Qiang said. Although his tone was straightforward, he was not offensive. "I can wear both, but you may not."

　　 The fat man was stunned, but he quickly realized that Chen Qiang was referring to the size.

　　 Among the 10 people, only the body shape of Yu Qi is close to him, and the costume on his body is obviously larger than the others by several sizes. The remaining two costumes, one green and one white, are of different sizes.

　　 The green one is obviously larger, while the white one is much smaller.

　　 Thinking of this, the fat man glanced at Chen Qiang gratefully. If the latter did not remind himself, but wore a larger green costume, then he might not have a suitable costume to wear.

　　 The fat man nodded to Chen Qiang, and then he was not polite and took the green costume directly. Chen Qiang took the last white one, and the two replaced them accordingly.

After everyone else put on the costumes, the slowly and leisurely Qin Jian was changed. After all, his age was older and his movements were somewhat slower, but as soon as he put on the costumes ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and raised his head, Suddenly found that everyone was staring at him.

　　 And... something implied in his sight made him frown.

　　 is...what's wrong?

In the next second, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with the costume on his body, and his gaze slowly swept along his body until... he found a row of golden traces in the back of the front. Stitched something like yellow paper.

　　 Then, a cold chill exploded from his mind, and instantly penetrated his entire body.

　　 He finally realized that this piece of his body was not just a costume, but... it was also a funeral dress.

　　 At this moment, he raised his eyes again, but Jiang Cheng's bright eyes were met.

"Tsk," Jiang Cheng slapped his mouth, stroked his chin, poked Zuo Jing beside him, "How about it? I said it looked like a mourning suit, but he was picked away by Mr. Qin before he looked carefully. How to say that people are old and fine, too, old sir, prepare for the rain, first prepare your clothes so that you can use them sooner or later."

　　 After a dark loss, but even being damaged by Jiangcheng's spear and stick, Qin Jian's previous appearance of the expert disappeared. A mouthful of old blood was held in the throat and almost vomited.

　　 "After the costume is changed, please doctors go upstairs to treat the young master one by one," the middle-aged woman's ghostly voice suddenly sounded from behind.