Nightmare Attack

"They have gathered so many doors and so much despair, and the purpose must be to awaken something."

"You should remember the resistance army led by Xia Tan, including Xia Tan, a total of more than a dozen high-level disciples, they disappeared silently, and in the end there was only...Xia Tan alone. Escaped, still at the cost of being completely corroded by the door..."

　　 "What kind of door is it that can force him to this level?" Wei Jinting continued: "It's really hard to imagine..."

　　 "No. 1, I think this is the night watchman's hole card, you must...be careful."

　　 After Wei Jinting finished speaking, he waited for a few more seconds, and found that he did not hear No. 1, so he asked: "No. 1?"

After a while, someone secretly poked and said: "No. 1 didn't come. He said he didn't want white-haired people to send black-haired people, drinking in the room, and I heard that he would write you a poem... "

　　 "Huh—" Wei Jinting exhaled, changing his voice and said, "Forget it, he's not here, you can listen to number 2 very well, you are very similar to number 1, you guys..."

"Number 4." The sound of the dark jab sounded again, and it sounded a bit embarrassing. "The number 2 didn't come either. He said he didn't want to see the parting scene. He heard that he had an appointment with the young lady. Dancing is gone."

　　 The scene was awkward. About 10 seconds later, Wei Jinting tentatively said: "No. 8, you must not tell me that only you and No. 6 are here."

　　 "No." No. 8 Fu Fu said, "Except for No. 3 who said he was going to fulfill your last wish, everyone else is here."

　　 "By the way, the 13th is not here now, but he is outside, waiting for you to let go of fireworks after you breathe out. I just came here to remind you."

　　 "If you have anything, just say it." A flat female voice sounded, listening a little bit more conscientious than those people, it was No.7 Li Lu.

　　 She was the first to come, standing by the bed, but she never spoke.

　　 A black dress is also more in line with today's atmosphere, it is here for funerals.

　　 "By the way, No. 4, sir, he just came here, but you didn't wake up, he left again." No. 8 Fu Fu said relievedly, "Maybe you are too slow to breathe."

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Hearing that Wei Jinting, who had just calmed down, coughed violently, and struggling while coughing, he said, "On the 8th, promise me that I have time to enroll in a class to learn to speak. It’s good for you, tuition...tuition. Just deduct it from my funeral expenses."

"Hey—" Wei Jinting turned his head and stared at the ceiling with blood-hole eyes, as if they could penetrate and see the outside world. "I had prepared a lot of things and wanted to talk to you, but now, it seems like I forgot."

　　 "Don't worry, we are here, you slowly think about it..." Chen Ran grabbed his hand, seemingly worried about hurting him, and slowly relaxed.

　　 After a while, Wei Jinting, who had already calmed down, suddenly struggled with blood coming out of his body, "My...my mask, where's my mask?!"

　　 "Here, the mask is here!" Chen Ran handed a small, child-like mask to Wei Jinting, who was panicked.

　　 After grabbing the mask with both hands, he was covered in blood and gradually calmed down, "The mask...the mask is there, okay, I think slowly, slowly..."

　　 As the violently undulating chest slowly stabilized, Wei Jinting stopped breathing.

　　 Immediately afterwards, No. 8 Fu Fu took a step back, sighed, and shouted: "Crimson No. 4 Wei Jinting is funeral!"

　　 Her voice was like water waves, spreading far away, a few seconds later, crackling firecrackers sounded outside, and the night sky was full of red fireworks.

　　......

　　 Around 10 o'clock in the night, the fat man was lying on the sofa watching a small video. He was seeing an exciting moment. Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and Jiang Cheng walked out.

　　 When he saw Jiang Cheng's face, the fat man immediately became sober, and sat up from the sofa with a grunt, "Doctor, what's the matter?"

　　 The light is relatively dim. Although Jiang Cheng can't see anything on his face, his slightly bright eyes gave the fat man a very bad premonition.

　　 Something must have happened...

　　 Jiangcheng took off the coat hanging on the hanger and put it on, "Miss Lin is calling."

　　 "Miss Lin..." The fat man was in a daze for a while, and then realized that this is not Pi Ruan's secretary, and he is unclear with Pi Ruan.

　　 "Pi Ruan?" The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng. At this moment, Jiang Cheng was already dressed and walking outside.

　　 "Doctor, wait for me!"

On the way, the fat man learned what happened. It turned out that after they left for Greystone Town, Miss Lin could no longer contact her soft skin, but just yesterday, Xue Jinhua came to the company, which scared Miss Lin, but What happened afterwards really shocked her chin.

　　 Xue Jinhua not only did not trouble her, but also had to donate her company shares, a large sum of money, and luxury cars.

　　 In short, all the things I owed Pi Ruan before belong to her, and don't make it too bad.

　　Ms. Lin suspected fraud and insisted not to, but Xue Jinhua was very sincere and brought the contract. In Miss Lin’s own words, Xue Jinhua almost knelt down and begged her to accept it.

　　Ms. Lin carefully read the contract several times, but she didn't find any problems. The terms in it were all beneficial to her.

　　 In addition, Xue Jinhua kept begging, saying that she didn't dare to go out if she didn't accept it, so she signed the contract in a daze.

　　 "Damn!" The fat man sighed, "Why haven't I met such a good thing."

But after being scanned by Jiang Cheng ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Fatty's excitement returned to normal. After the IQ suppressed by jealousy returned to the high ground, Fatty noticed the abnormality inside, "I understand the doctor, like Xue Jinhua How can people be so kind, she must have been forced, it was... Pi Ruan! Pi Ruan forced her to hand over the shares!"

　　 Jiangcheng didn't answer directly, instead he told the fat man another news. Not long ago, Xue Jinhua died and died on the bed in his own home. It was discovered by the servant.

　　 There were no wounds on his whole body, and it was preliminarily judged to have died naturally.

　　 For an ordinary 80-year-old man, this is not surprising, but if all these are linked together, the result is terrible.

　　 After hearing that Xue Jinhua had died on her bed, a figure flashed across Fatty's mind, a man who could not leave the book.

　　 Luohe.

　　 Once in front of him, Luo He used his abilities to send Jiang Cheng into the dream of a ghost to trap Fu Fu.

　　 If that ability were to be used in the real world... Thinking of this, the fat man couldn't help but shudder, what would happen?

　　 It seemed that he felt what the fat man was thinking. Jiang Cheng took out his cell phone and handed it to him. After receiving the cell phone, the fat man found that it was a blurry picture, like it was accidentally taken by surveillance.

　　 is a luxury car, driving an elderly woman, sitting in the back seat is a man reading a book.