Nightmare Attack

"Let's talk about it." Xia Meng nodded, "I naturally have my way of judging the authenticity."

"He is a psychiatrist and runs a counseling room. He is nominally dedicated to practicing medicine with love and volunteerism, but he actually charges a fee." The fat man thought for a while and continued: "Moreover, his main clients are not ordinary patients. In the middle of the night, the rich women are empty, lonely and cold. Doctor Jiang will introduce them to some friends, who are versatile and can warm their barren hearts."

　　 "Of course, there will be a charge for this part." The fat man emphasized, "However, business has been average recently, so he occasionally goes out to run part-time."

　　 As if thinking of something, the fat man's tone suddenly became serious: "But don't you think that the doctor is a casual man, he is not ordinary, he is the top card, so you must make an appointment in advance."

　　 "The customer sends a car to pick him up by himself, and he doesn't take a stand alone, either a deck or a box." After a pause, the fat man continued, "This is the bottom line."

　　 "Okay, I know this." Staring at Xia Meng, the fat man swallowed, then tentatively asked in a low voice, "Do you believe it?"

　　 "I believe you a ghost!"

Xia Meng was so angry that her expression changed, she jumped up and slapped the fat man's smooth forehead with a slap, then made a "pop", then grabbed the latter's ears and said angrily: "Did you die, fat man? !"

　　 Fatty wouldn't tell her the truth. Xia Meng was not surprised at all. At first, all she thought was that Fatty would make up some fake news to deal with her affairs.

　　 But in order to be able to fool someone like himself, pure fake news is definitely not good, he has to mix some real news in, at least it sounds like that.

　　 And she can extract useful information from these indistinguishable messages, and further understand the details of Jiangcheng.

　　 After all, this fat man is more cheating than the thief Jiang Cheng.

　　 But to her surprise and anger, this fat man dared to compose such outrageous news to deceive herself.

　　 No, this is no longer a deception.

　　 This is pure ridicule!

　　 Are you treating yourself as a fool?

　　The more I think about it, the more angry, if it weren't for worrying about making too much noise and attracting other people in the Huangfu, Xia Meng would definitely beat the fat man today, because he is not honest!

　　 The fat man felt wronged, and he became more determined in his heart: Xia Meng can't beat a doctor, it's impossible in this life.

　　 "Shasha——"

　　 "Who?!" Xia Meng suddenly looked in one direction.

　　 Fatty immediately followed, and a small head half exposed on the wall flashed, and disappeared in the next second.

　　 Xia Meng let go of the fat man, turned around and ran after him.

　　 "It's the little beggar last night."

　　 Although it flashed for a short while, the fat man still recognized him, and then he quickly ran in the direction Xia Meng was chasing.

　　 Xia Meng was very fast, and the fat man was a lot behind from the beginning, so after looking at the approximate position, he chose to chase it along another road.

　　 This road is the road they have walked before. It is relatively safer. The doctor is not around, and everything is the first to save your life.

　　Second, the opposite is the lake, and the opponent can't run from the lake, so walking this way is most likely to stop him.

　　 Sure enough, the tattered little beggar, after shaking off Xia Meng, walked along the wall by himself, holding both hands flat, as if keeping his balance.

　　 Just when he squatted down and was about to jump off the wall, he suddenly found a fat man squatting behind the rockery.

　　 He was taken aback, his figure swayed, and he almost fell off the steep high wall.

　　 "Be careful!" The fat man reminded subconsciously.

　　 The person dressed up as the little girl stood still and looked back immediately, as if he wanted to retreat back the same way, but from his eyes, it seemed that Xia Meng had already chased him, and the distance was not far away.

　　 He couldn't retreat, and there was the lake behind him.

　　 Even so, he didn't drop the broken bowl in his hand. The broken bowl was empty and the buns were gone. It seems that he accidentally lost it while escaping.

　　 He turned his head and looked at the lake behind him, his throat rolled unconsciously, and gradually, he seemed to have made up his mind.

　　 "Don't!" The fat man looked at him and suddenly said: "Don't jump, the lake is not right, it will be dangerous to go down!"

　　 He has already seen the appearance of this person. Although his body is tattered and his face is dirty, he still looks at the exposed skin and thin body, he should be a child.

　　 The fat man comforted him while slowly stepping back, looking at him very sincerely and saying, "I won't hurt you," he paused, "You can slow down and then walk down this road."

　　 The man on the wall stared at him with a vigilant look. Gradually, there was a sound of fast running in the distance.

　　 It should be Xia Meng coming soon.

　　The person standing on the wall looked in one direction, and then at the fat man, seemingly weighing.

　　 But in the end, he squatted down slowly and jumped off the wall cleanly.

　　 After landing, he immediately distanced himself from the fat man.

　　 After finding that the fat man had not moved, he turned around and was ready to run.

"etc!"

　　 The man dressed up as a beggar paused, and then he looked at the fat man with full alertness, as if he was sure that he had lied to himself.

　　 Until he saw the fat man took out a white steamed bun from his pocket, then took another one out of his arms, put the two together, then turned around and grabbed a large leaf from a nearby tree, and put the steamed bun on it.

"Get hungry." The fat man put the steamed bun on the ground, then stepped back and said: "Take it back and eat it. I know what it's like to be hungry~www.wuxiamtl.com~ next time you are hungry, you can come to me," The fat man said, "Stop stealing."

　　 Seeing the steamed buns with white flowers, the little beggar-like person swallowed, then ran over, grabbed the leaves that wrapped the steamed buns, turned and ran away.

　　 When Xia Meng chased him, the figure disappeared.

　　 "Where is the person?" Xia Meng asked, panting.

　　 "Run." The fat man followed, panting heavily, "He is familiar with the terrain, and I didn't stop him."

　　 "It seems that he should have been interacting around here for a long time." Xia Meng stared at the wall.

　　 She chased along the wall, but after all, she was unfamiliar and went around a lot of circles, and finally let him escape.

　　 "Let's go back first." The fat man suggested.

　　 It has been some time since they set off, and the position of the sun has also shifted.

　　 Xia Meng glanced at the unfamiliar surroundings nearby, and felt a faint anxiety in her heart. "Go back first," Xia Meng said, "I will find a way to catch him next time."

"good."

　　Until the two people left, an unnoticeable wooden door suddenly opened at the corner, and then a small gray head came out.

　　 After blinking his eyes a few times, he lowered his head, and placed two steamed buns in the broken bowl held tightly by both hands.