Nightmare Attack

　　 "As long as it's not a ghost, anything will do." The fat man murmured.

　　 As they spoke, the five people had already walked up to them and could feel that the other party was equally vigilant towards the three of them.

　　 "Who are you?" Huai Yi asked.

　　 "Don't be nervous, we are just like you." A middle-aged man with a beard said, "They all got off the bus."

　　 When mentioning the bus, the faces of the accompanying people were obviously unnatural.

　　 Jiangcheng looked at the middle-aged man a few times and asked, "I'm also on the bus, why haven't I seen you?"

　　 "You sit in the front, we are in the back." Another man said, he was about 25 years old, his voice was relatively small, and he looked very vacant.

　　 Then Jiang Cheng asked a few more questions, and the other party could justify it, but on the issue of the old lady, there was a disagreement.

　　 "We haven't seen any old ladies." The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Cheng with weird eyes and said, "Our mission is to be broadcast on the radio, the missing person notice."

　　 "Broadcast?"

　　 "Yes." The middle-aged man said, "It was broadcast in that bus. Why, didn't you hear it?"

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　　 There is actually a radio in the car, which Jiang Cheng did not expect. It seems that there are more secrets in this car than he thought.

　　 After a moment of deep thought, Jiang Cheng grasped the loophole in the middle-aged man’s words, “You said you saw us, but the old lady was by our side and was talking to us. Why didn’t you see?”

　　 Hearing this, the middleman explained: "We only saw the moment you got in the car, and then you disappeared in the fog, and we didn't dare to pass."

　　 "Then you heard nothing in the car, except for the radio." Jiang Cheng looked at the middle-aged man.

　　 The middle-aged man thought about it carefully and shook his head: "No, the sound is only radio, but we saw something."

　　 After a pause, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at a woman behind him, "Miss Shen, you can talk about it."

A tall woman with a light makeup on her face said, "I am sitting at the back, and there is a person sitting 4 rows directly behind me. That person is holding a black umbrella to block Face, but my instinct tells me that it is a man."

　　 "Behind me, in the fifth row of window seats, sits a woman in a floral dress with blond hair, like a doll."

　　 "What happened after?" Jiang Cheng asked, "After discovering these two people, did anything strange happen?"

　　 The woman glanced at him and said coldly: "No."

　　 Jiangcheng was a little surprised.

　　 After seeing Jiang Cheng’s expression, the woman asked, "Are you a newcomer?"

　　 After hearing this, a few seconds later, a panic appeared on Jiang Cheng's originally calm face. Although he tried to hide it, he still did not escape everyone's eyes.

　　 "Don't be nervous, if you are an experienced person, you won't ask such questions." The woman said in a lessoning tone: "After discovering them, I chose to give up observation and maintain the status quo. It would be dangerous to rush them."

　　 "I'm not nervous." Jiang Cheng's neck was stiff.

　　 Just as they were talking, a small door by the gate of the school opened, and a woman walked out from it, about 40 years old, wearing a turtleneck sweater, wearing glasses, and well-dressed.

　　 After seeing Jiang Cheng and the others, the woman walked up quickly, her eyes swept over everyone one by one, as if she was checking the number of people, "Are you the newly transferred students?"

　　 "Yes." Someone answered.

　　 It seems that this is their new identity.

　　 The woman turned around, "Come with me," and led them into the campus.

　　 Although the school gate is dilapidated, the internal facilities of the school are still very good, and the campus is also very large. They walked all the way for about 15 minutes before being led to the door of a classroom.

　　 "You should listen to a few lessons first, and familiarize yourself with the teaching style of our school. As for the procedures, I will take you through later. The courses are important." The woman helped her glasses and said.

　　 In order not to disturb the normal class, Jiang Cheng and the others sneaked in through the back door. This is an amphitheater that can accommodate hundreds of people.

　　 A very old professor hunched his back, writing and drawing on the blackboard in front of him.

　　 The number of students is small, they are concentrated in the last few rows. As for the first few rows close to the podium, there are only a few students, stubbornly looking at the blackboard, looking at the cute and cute ones.

The students behind 　　 got together in twos and threes, all playing with their phones with their heads down.

　　 "No seats." The fat man said reluctantly, "We can only sit in the front."

　　 Just when everyone was about to move forward, Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand to stop them, then reached out and clicked on a female teammate, motioning for her black handbag.

　　 This is a woman in her 30s, her skin is darker, she hasn't spoken all the time, and she has a low sense of presence.

　　 The woman first glanced at the middle-aged man, and only when she found that the middle-aged man had no objection, she passed the bag in her hand to Jiang Cheng. Everyone looked at him with weird eyes and didn't understand what he was going to do.

　　 After receiving the bag, Jiang Cheng sorted his clothes and walked behind a boy. The boy was lowering his head and giggling at his crotch, not even noticing anyone approaching.

　　 Jiangcheng picked up the bag and patted it on the back of the boy's head, shocking him, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

　　As soon as the boy turned his head, Jiang Cheng took advantage of the situation and clamped his double-team under his arm, staring at him with condescending eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing?"

The voice is not too loud, but the momentum is very strong~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Before the boys recovered, Jiang Cheng turned his head and said to the fat man in a commanding tone: "Mr. Wang, write down his professional class, today After the meeting, I want to listen to his instructor explain to me."

　　 "I see, Director Jiang." The fat man stretched out his hand and took out his pocket, as if he could take out a notebook, a pen or something from it.

　　 The boy panicked instantly and hurriedly explained: "Director, don't...don't do this. Give me a chance. I'm a student union cadre. I will be promoted to the minister next year."

　　 "Go ahead and listen to the lesson!"

　　 "Hey, hey, I got it, I got the director." The boy nodded and bowed, grabbed the bag, and ran to the first row in a hurry.

　　 As Jiang Cheng's eyes shifted, all the students sitting at the back turned pale, then all stood up, and then went to the first row without screaming.

　　 After the first row is full, everyone starts to grab the second row.

　　 The old professor who was lecturing heard a voice behind him, stopped the pen in his hand, turned around, looked at the crowd of students, and was stunned for a while.

　　 then took off the heavy reading glasses, opened the glasses case tremblingly, took out the glasses cloth and wiped it, then quickly put it back on.

　　 After confirming that it was not the hallucination that appeared in his dazzling eyes, the corners of the old professor's eyes became wet.

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