Nightmare Attack

The shadow behind him pursued him leisurely, and No. 2 stood by Zhou Ze's side, always on guard against possible attacks.

"They are deliberately driving us away." No. 13 raised his head and looked feebly at the surrounding shadows, "It's like a pack of wolves driving away their prey."

No. 2 didn't know, but the current situation had no choice. He was not alone, and there was No. 13. He regretted agreeing to bring the latter with him.

There was still carnival going on in the huge bar, and the spotlights of various colors on the dance floor reflected people's faces and bodies. In sharp contrast to the graceful figures, there were incomplete shadows left on the ground.

Someone noticed them in front of him, but Zhou Ze's attention was always fixed on the ground and the wall. In this bar, people are not scary, but shadows are the source of terror.

His eyes swept along the ground, and the strange shadows repeatedly refreshed his perception of fear, until two shadows caught his eye and caught his attention.

It's not that these two shadows are unusual, but that they are too normal. They are neither twisted nor missing arms or legs. Their heads and bodies are also complete, with no holes or holes.

Before Zhou Ze could think about it, these two shadows suddenly moved. No, it was... these two people suddenly moved! A flash of cold light flashed, and a dagger was swung towards him.

Zhou Ze had the fastest reaction today in his life. He immediately turned to one side and managed to dodge. But in the corner of his eye, another dagger blocked his retreat. The target was no longer him, but aimed at the person on his back. The boy stabbed.

In desperation, Zhou Ze raised his arm almost subconsciously, preparing to block the knife. The next second, warm blood splashed out and sprinkled on his face, but Zhou Ze felt no pain.

Because it was not him who was hurt, but another person.

The man in the cowboy hat reached out and grasped the blade, bright red blood dripping from his fingers.

Then under Zhou Ze's puzzled gaze, the body of the man who sneaked up on them began to dance strangely. Judging from his horrified expression, this was obviously not his intention.

Zhou Ze immediately understood that the people who attacked them were people like them, not the ghosts around them.

The man's dance became more and more exaggerated, and the amplitude became larger and larger. At a weird frequency, Zhou Ze could even hear the creaking sound of joint friction.

"Crack!" The man's forearm joints reversed.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

…

Then came the knees, and all the joints of the body. A large amount of blood sprayed out from the man's mouth and nose, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness. Finally, he fell to the ground in extreme pain, his whole body twitching, and he breathed his last breath.

All this happened in an instant. Seeing that the attack was in vain, the other attacker turned around and ran away. While running, he shouted for help through the Bluetooth headset. But before he could run far, a strange melody sounded in his ears, and then the perspective Spinning uncontrollably, he was running forward, but what he could see was the scene behind him.

The next second, Zhou Ze saw the last attacker running and his head suddenly rotated 180 degrees, facing backward, and then fell to the ground, motionless.

"How are you?" asked No. 13, who was lying on Zhou Ze's back.

No. 2 was in a strange state at the moment, which made No. 13 instinctively uneasy. The two people who attacked them were obviously members of the night watch. They were hiding among these ghosts, waiting for opportunities.

"Go find Zero and No. 10." No. 2 said hoarsely.

"Benefactor, why don't we go together?" Zhou Ze suddenly panicked. He was carrying a person with limited mobility in a place like this. It was not as safe as staying with a cowboy hat in this place.

But this time, No. 2 didn't give them a choice. He grabbed Zhou Ze's collar and threw them away.

In mid-air, Zhou Ze was completely confused and had no idea what was going on. However, No. 13 saw clearly that on the wall beside No. 2, there were two slender arms hanging from the ceiling. At this moment, they were grabbing On the shoulder of Shadow No. 2, drag him upward.

…

No. 2 encountered a problem. The situation here for Jiang Cheng and Fatty was not good either. They were blocked in a corner by a group of people, and their eyes were fixed on Jiang Cheng's shadow.

As if feeling the malicious gazes of these people, Jiang Cheng's shadow trembled, looking very weak.

Seeing this scene, the shadows on the wall and on the ground became even more excited, twisting their bodies one by one, eager to try.

Since he knew that these shadows were not a threat to him, the fat man became much calmer. He glanced at Wu Hou who was having fun and couldn't help but sigh. Then he came closer to Jiang Cheng and whispered: "I said doctor, everyone said Jin Zhu The one who is red is the one who is close to the ink, and the one who is close to the black is black. Look, I can’t learn anything good from you.”

Jiang Cheng had no choice but to refute, "Then what do you say?" Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man and said angrily, "You have been with me for so long, what have you learned from me?"

"Sneak attack, cheating, shameless, lustful, greedy for money..." The fat man said more than a dozen things in a row. It wasn't until Jiang Cheng's expression changed that the fat man stopped, "But doctor, don't be discouraged. You have many advantages."

Just as the two of them were talking, Shadow finally couldn't hold it in any longer and wanted to attack Wu.

It is a highly deformed shadow. The shadow's neck is very long, hovering in mid-air like a snake, which also gives it an advantage among the other shadows.

The plesiosaur-like shadow seemed to be in a very good mood. His mouth was wide open and he could even swallow a whole human head. Jiang Cheng could imagine the shadow's mental activities at this moment.

Just as the shadow rushed towards Wu, intending to eat its head in one bite, an accident happened.

Wu grabbed the shadow's long neck, and then Wu opened his mouth, which was big enough to swallow a table vertically. With one bite, the head of the plesiosaur and most of its neck disappeared.

The fat man clearly saw that the latter kicked his legs and stopped moving.

"Crack."

"Crack."

...

Accompanied by a chewing sound, all the shadows nearby quieted down.

After Wu rolled his throat and swallowed the food in his mouth, he turned his sight back to the shadows nearby. This time, the shadows that had crowded forward all took a step back.

One shadow with most of its head missing seemed to have its brain affected, and its movements were half a beat slower. Wu just caught it and threw it into his mouth like a chicken.

Only then did the other shadows really react, and they immediately started running with their hands and feet. Wu shook his bloody mouth and chased after them. He would bite them one by one when he caught up, and they were crisp.

For the first time, the fat man felt that these shadows were actually quite pitiful. Two of the shadows ran so hard that one of them was accidentally trapped in the corner by Wu. They huddled in the corner, hugging each other tightly, looking weak and helpless facing Wu who tilted his head to look at them.