Nightmare Attack

　　 Hearing the words, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became unnatural. He twisted, his eyes were erratic, as if he wanted to hide something.

　　 After a while...

　　 "Hao Shuai," Zhen Jianren sneered, "Everyone is waiting for you!"

"You are not afraid that the danger will not go," Zhou Taifu stared at Jiang Cheng. The latter's twisted look made him feel that his guess is more and more possible, and his voice also grew louder, even a little harsh." You promised us!"

　　 At this time, Yu Wen also spoke. She stared at Jiang Cheng and slowly said: "Our two groups have completed the task as agreed, Mr. Hao, you should also comply..."

　　 Jiangcheng’s entanglement seems to have finally come to fruition. He gritted his teeth and said: "I am a man of Shuai Hao, whether I can change my name or sit down and change my surname. I will naturally not shirk what I promised you, but..."

　　 He tilted his head to look at Zhen Jianren, his expression inadvertently revealed a hint of intolerance.

　　 "Oh—!" He sighed, then looked away, and shook his head slowly.

　　 Slowly, the eye sockets also turned red.

　　 Everyone looked dumbfounded.

　　The most daunting one was Zhen Jianren, after all, Jiang Cheng looked at him the last time.

　　 He suddenly thought of the ominous premonition before coming.

　　 Could it be...is it supposed to be here?

　　 "What do you want me to do when I sigh?" Zhen Jianren began to feel vaguely disturbed.

　　 Unexpectedly, at this moment, the fat man also leaned in. He first patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder to show his comfort.

　　 then slowly looked at Zhen Jianren's position, his eyes full of helplessness.

　　 "Brother Guardian," the fat man said in a painful tone, "we didn't plan to tell you about this, but since you asked, we won't hide it."

　　 "You..." The fat man bit his lip, "You have to be mentally prepared first."

　　 Zhen Jianren's anxiety was magnified again, but at least he maintained his calmness on the surface.

　　 He didn't know the meaning of the fat man's words.

　　 He also distrusted Jiang Cheng and Fatty from the bottom of his heart.

　　 "What do you want to say?" Zhen Jianren frowned, and said sternly: "If you have something to say, I don't want to eat yours."

　　 Just when the fat man was excited to show what Jiang Cheng had said before, a hand stretched over, just blocking the fat man's mouth.

　　 "Let me talk about it," Jiang Cheng's expression improved slightly, but his tone of voice was still sad.

　　 Zhang Yinyin stared at Jiang Cheng suspiciously, as if he wanted to investigate what was under this face.

　　 This is not the first time Zhang Yinyin has done this, and it will never be the last.

　　 "After having breakfast in the morning, we came to the door of the equipment center. The door was open and the yard inside was empty. The old man was not there and no one else was there."

　　 "So we sneaked in, trying to find some clues while people were away."

"But I found a lot of rooms back and forth. They were not damaged tables and chairs, or basketball and volleyball or something, until..." Jiang Cheng paused, looked around vigilantly, his voice suddenly lowered, "until We found that room."

　　 Fatty shivered immediately, and the whole table began to shake.

　　With the story told by Yu Wen and Zhen Jianren as a foundation, the atmosphere becomes even more weird...

　　 "What...what room?" Zhen Jianren asked in a low voice.

　　 Jiangcheng waved his hand and motioned not to interrupt him. He hesitated and said, "The location of that room is extremely secret. We also found it by mistake."

　　 His eyes were empty, as if he was reminiscing, "In fact, we can say that we found it by feeling. When we walked near that room, there would be sudden heart palpitations. Both I and the fat man."

　　 The fat man shook even harder when he heard the words, "Yes, he was right. It felt weird at the time, like the heart was lifted up," he said, touching the position of the heart with a serious expression.

　　 "We came to the room with twists and turns. There are two chain locks on the door of the room. It looks very old."

　　 Yu Wen heard this and asked, "Is it the kind of very thick and thick iron chain? The one with one link and one link?"

　　 Jiangcheng nodded at her, "Yes, I think it should be what you said."

　　 Yu Wen's face changed, and she didn't continue to say anything.

　　 Just now, her thoughts moved, and she suddenly recalled the experience Feng Lan told of-the two iron chains that locked the gate of Block C.

　　 Could it be...there is some kind of connection between them?

　　 Jiangcheng continued.

　　 "As we get closer and closer, the flustered feeling becomes more and more obvious. We gradually relax our steps and dare not make any noise."

　　 Jiangcheng’s story is very specific, giving everyone the illusion of being on the scene.

　　 "At this moment we heard an indescribable voice inside."

　　 "Huh?" Zhou Taifu raised his head and said in surprise: "A man and a woman inside?"

　　 "No," Jiang Cheng explained, "There is only one woman inside. I saw it through the crack of the door."

　　 "Or a female student is more appropriate," Jiang Cheng continued, "She is wearing a school uniform, but it is very shabby, and the style is different from the current one."

　　 "The hair on both sides fell loose, and the waist was arched, the posture was indescribably weird."

　　 "We dare not approach, so we can only hide behind the door and peep from a distance."

　　 "After a while, after the girl left at a step completely different from normal people, we discovered that the reason she bowed her head was to draw a picture."

　　 "Painting?" Zhen Jianren frowned.

　　 "It's a portrait to be more precise," Jiang Cheng lowered his voice, turned his head to look at Zhen Jianren, his eyes gradually changed, "The painting is a person."

"who?"

　　 "Who should you ask?" Jiang Cheng corrected.

　　 Zhen Jianren blinked. He didn't understand Jiang Cheng's meaning, but in order to know the result, he still asked: "Who is it?"

　　 Jiangcheng took a deep breath, a few seconds later, slowly spit out, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "The picture above...is you."

　　 Like a blockbuster suddenly exploded, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhen Jianren's face.

　　 There are surprises, puzzles, doubts, and even... there is a trace of gloating.

　　 The extremely rich expressions are superimposed on each of the faces, even blurring the sense of hierarchy between each other.

　　 But no matter what, there is no way to conceal the deepest......fear.

　　 At this moment, only fear is the purest!

　　 In a remote and dim room, the ghost is drawing a pen portrait...

　　 It makes people shudder to think about it.

　　 "Could it be..." Zhou Taifu trembling lips, looking at Zhen Jianren, "The next target of the ghost is him? Anyone who has been painted will die."

　　Yu Wen and Zhang Yinyin did not express their opinions, but chose to wait and see.

　　Zhen Jianren pursed his lips, his face was pale, he stared at Jiang Cheng's eyes, a moment later...

　　 He suddenly smiled.

　　 is the kind of laugh that can't hold back even after extreme control.

　　 was relatively dull at first, but as the laughter grew louder, it became more and more exaggerated, and even began to pierce the ears.

　　 His eyes were full of mockery.

　　 At this time, Yu Wen and Zhang Yinyin also turned their eyes to Jiangcheng. They also realized the problem, and their faces gradually became cold.

　　 The fat man chuckles in his heart.

Oops......

　　 Help me out...

　　 Just when the fat man was in a hurry, I saw Jiang Cheng raised his right hand unhurriedly, and said in a slow but firm tone—

　　 "That ghost's right hand is twice as big as mine."

　　 The laughter stopped abruptly.