Nightmare Attack

  Chapter 340 What a pity

   "An Xuan?" The fat man asked in surprise.

  Jiangcheng is still painting and painting. Now An Xuan's face is just a rudimentary model. He needs to be more refined, otherwise it will be very inconvenient.

   "Doctor." The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng and said immediately: "Isn't he a night watchman? And he is dead."

   "Did you see him dead?" Jiang Cheng asked.

  The fat man heard a hint of discomfort from the doctor's tone, and then swallowed back with interest.

  Wait until the doctor finished the painting completely, the fat man asked in a low voice, "Didn't he be left by You Qi?" He licked his lips, "In this way, he can survive?"

   "I didn't say that he was crimson, but I just think it's a pity that someone with this method died." Jiang Cheng picked up the drawing paper and shook, standing in front of him.

   Hearing that the fat man nodded again and again, "It is true that Doctor, this An Xuan is quite powerful. At that time, I heard you describe You Qi's appearance, I am both."

  It seemed that something suddenly came to mind, and the fat man said worriedly: "Doctor, don't you still look for An Xuan, right?"

After a while, he added worryingly: "Doctor, it’s not that I’m talking too much. You have to use Pi Ruan to find someone like Chen Qiang. An Xuan is a night watchman, although we don’t know how capable this night watch organization is. , But it’s better than Xia Meng’s group."

   Staring at the studio that was messed up because it was found by Xia Meng and his team, the fat man swallowed and whispered, "I suggest not to play with fire."

  Jiangcheng raised his head and looked at the fat man. The calm in his eyes made the latter fidget, and a moment later—

   "Don't be nervous." Jiang Cheng shook his shoulders, "I just keep a memorial, maybe he is dead."

  The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, then went to take another glass, poured himself a glass of water, and pour it down, only to feel the feeling of pressing in his heart a little better.

   "Go up and sleep." Jiang Cheng stood up and stretched his waist.

  Although in reality, they have only tossed for less than a day, but in the nightmare, a long time has passed.

  Nightmare can only make up for the physical and physical injuries, and the mental and mental power consumed by maintaining tension at all times cannot be repaired.

  For fat people nowadays, they can fall asleep with a pillow.

  Hearing the doctor say this, the fat man couldn’t help feeling drowsy, but to be on the safe side, he rubbed his eyes and asked, “Doctor, nothing will happen tonight, right?”

"probably not."

  After answering Fatty’s question, Jiang Cheng went into the bedroom and fell asleep. He habitually wanted to close the door at will, but after catching a glimpse of Fatty’s poor chirping face, he opened the door.

  Simply changed into clean clothes and lay on the mattress.

   Pull the quilt to the position of the chin.

  The sleeping position is very peaceful.

  He doesn't have the habit of going to bed, never.

  He doesn't like the feeling of being empty under him.

  The fat man thought for a while, and finally remained the same, moved the sofa to the door of the doctor's bedroom, and then lay on it.

  From the doctor’s point of view, one can just see a big head lying across the door.

  The fat man hugged himself and fell asleep contentedly.

   Early the next morning, the fat man was awakened by the sun. He opened his eyes in a daze and found that the mattress not far away was empty.

  The doctor is gone.

  He became sober after a while.

  "Doctor." The fat man looked upstairs for a while but couldn't find it. He hurried downstairs to look for it. As soon as he reached the stairs, he started shouting, "Where are you doctor?"

  Fortunately, as soon as I went downstairs, I bumped into the doctor holding hands with both hands and stood up from the ground.

  Looking at the ups and downs of his chest, the fat man thought he should be exercising just now.

  He had seen a doctor doing push-ups with one hand, and was envious of the slightly raised muscle lines on the latter.

  "Doctor, haven't you eaten yet?" The fat man asked hurriedly.

"Ok."

  The fat man rolled his sleeves and walked to the kitchen. "The doctor worked so hard for you to rest for a while, I will wash first, and then cook immediately."

  After walking to the bathroom and washing his face, Jiang Cheng dried his hands, walked to the desk, turned on the computer, and tapped the keyboard with his slender and powerful fingers, making a crisp sound.

   "Hello." Jiang Cheng answered the call.

   "Doctor Jiang, it's me!" Pi Ruan's enthusiastic voice came from the microphone. He has always been so energetic, "Are you busy?"

   "I'm in the studio."

   "It's great, I'll go over immediately." Pi Ruan said.

  Jiangcheng stared at the computer, while pulling a long tone and saying, "I just got up."

  A moment later—

   "Oh, what a coincidence!" Pi Ruan said immediately: "I just woke up too, I haven't eaten early yet, it's not convenient for Dr. Jiang to accompany me simply."

  He laughed with him, and if the fat guy was on the phone, he could make up for Pi Ruan's current appearance.

   "Then just get some." Jiang Cheng tapped the keyboard with one hand, and said casually: "It's okay as usual."

   "Okay, Dr. Jiang, I'll be there soon." Pi Ruan said quickly.

"etc!"

  Pi Ruan, who was about to call the hotel to inform the preparation, immediately put the phone back to his ear, "Doctor Jiang." He respectfully asked, "Anything else?"

   "Two copies." Jiang Cheng said.

"clear."

  His calm and even indifferent attitude contrasted sharply with Pi Ruan’s enthusiastic voice.

  Fatty had persuaded the doctor before to make him have a better attitude towards customers. After all, he is doing business. Isn’t there such a saying, don’t laugh at the shop.

  To make guests feel at home.

  Fatty persuaded to get here, and then he stopped persuading.

  Because he saw the doctor, he raised his head and looked at him calmly. After less than three seconds of staring at each other, the fat man honestly mopped the floor.

  After a while, he went to the kitchen again, and he brushed the inside and outside of the coffee cup most commonly used by doctors four or five times, and finally it looked like a new one.

  It reflects light in the sun.

   "Fatty." Jiang Cheng shouted without raising his head.

  The fat man stuck his head out of the kitchen, blinked and said, "Doctor, call me." Then he wiped his old clothes with both hands.

   "Don't make breakfast, Pi Ruan will come over in a while." Jiang Cheng said, "He bought too much for breakfast, UU reading www.uukanshu.com begs us to help him share some."

   "Oh, good doctor."

   swallowed, the fat man stared at the table full of breakfast, once lost in confusion as to who I am and where I am.

  It was the first time he saw someone eating cheese lobster for breakfast, and bone-in steak wrapped in tin foil.

  Aren't you tired?

  And Pi Ruan, who brought breakfast, didn’t eat a bite. While accompanied by a smiley face, while wearing disposable gloves, he was busy peeling the doctor's spicy crayfish.

   Taking advantage of Pi Ruan’s effort to answer the phone call, the fat man swallowed the shrimp in his mouth and hurriedly asked: "Doctor, are you sure this is the breakfast that Pi Ruan bought for himself?"

   "Yeah." Jiang Cheng swallowed the crayfish in his mouth, and took another bite of the crab bun. The yellow soup immediately overflowed.

"Can he eat two steaks, 12 crab buns, 2 fish soup noodles, one spicy crayfish, one drunk crab, plus three such big lobsters?" He raised the lobster's tongs, His hands are still thick.

  Drinking a sip of tea, Jiang Cheng raised his head to look at the fat man, and said slowly: "So I said he bought too much."

  (End of this chapter)