Nightmare Attack

A figure stood in front of Zhou Ze, with broad shoulders like an indestructible wall. The fat man put one hand behind his back, and slowly stretched out the other hand, pointing at the guys who were chasing them, and raised his fingers, "Next.

Zhou Ze, who had originally planned to fight for his life, had hope of survival in his eyes. Only now did he realize that the one who had hidden the deepest secret among these people was actually this fat man.

This Taishan has an unyielding demeanor, and he is truly a master-level figure.

He has read some martial arts novels, and many of the masters in them are like this.

The man who was hit in the face by the fat man's knee grunted a few times, then finally tilted his head and passed out completely. No one expected that the fat man was actually a hidden master.

For a while, no one rushed forward, and the situation became deadlocked.

Zhou Ze couldn't help but frown. He found that the fat man's hand behind his back kept waving at him, as if he was in a hurry. After a few seconds, he realized that he was urging them to open the door quickly.

Fortunately, No. 13 lived up to expectations. With a "clatter" sound, the chain was removed. Just as Zhou Ze turned around happily and planned to help No. 13 open the door, a harsh sound broke into his ears.

The waiter who was hiding behind a few people suddenly threw a flying knife, and the timing was just right. If nothing went wrong, Zhou Ze's hand would be nailed to the door.

But what happened in the next second shocked him.

The knife he had been charging for a long time was actually caught with his bare hands.

The fat man looked at the flying knife in his hand. This was completely a subconscious action. To put it simply, his hand had already caught it before his brain could react.

He was actually frightened in his heart, but he still maintained that unpredictable smile on his face.

Every time the doctor tries to trick someone, he smiles like this, and the fat man imitates it.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. This fat man is bluffing. There are many of us, so let's all come together!" Someone stood up and encouraged, "If we let these people go, the big shot above will not let us go."

The last sentence struck a chord with these people. They knew the presiding judge's temper.

Taking advantage of the large number of people, these people stared at the fat man warily and surrounded him.

The door was already opened, but the fat man didn't dare to turn around and couldn't run back, otherwise the next stab would kill him.

After a while, the fat man made a bold decision. Instead of retreating, he took a big step forward.

At the same time, he lowered his head slightly. In the dark environment, the person facing him could not see his eyes clearly. They could only see the corners of his mouth that were grinning exaggeratedly due to excessive excitement, and his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, as if he was enjoying himself in advance. The coming thrill of killing.

"Hehehe..." Fatty's expression became more distorted, "Hehehehe..."

The few people who were confronting him couldn't figure out what was going on, but their instincts told them to stay away from the fat man immediately. He was either going to transform or use his powerful moves.

At the moment when everyone's nerves were tense, the fat man suddenly raised his head, then violently threw out the flying knife in his hand, and shouted, "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Knife!"

The people who came to hunt were worthy of their reputation as elites. They reacted very quickly. Some of them ducked behind pillars and walls to hide, while the rest lay down on the spot. All this was done in the blink of an eye.

No. 13 and Zhou Ze, who had been prepared for a long time, stood guard at the door. After letting the fat man in, they closed the door with a bang.

"Kacha."

Locked the door again.

…

Unlike the situation on Fatty's side, Jiang Cheng was in a hard fight from the beginning. If the other party hadn't been worried about accidentally killing him, Jiang Cheng would have been lying down at this moment.

"Young man, now that we are at ease, we will suffer less physical pain." The middle-aged man at the head watched all this with cold eyes. Seeing that Jiangcheng was already a turtle in the urn, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You go ahead, you go ahead, you don't count yourself as a hero just watching the excitement!" Jiang Cheng moved his injured arm, his mouth as tough as ever.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man didn't care. He stretched out his hand and waved to the people around him, "Stand back."

As these people gradually withdrew and formed a faint circle nearby, the middle-aged man dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, waved to Jiang Cheng, and sneered: "I'll let you go first..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "boom" and a whole piece of ceiling fell from above his head, directly hitting the middle-aged man below. Jiang Cheng quickly retreated and barely escaped.

Then a huge shadow appeared in front of everyone, scurrying around like a headless fly, and kept making horrifying screams.

Not one person, but dozens or hundreds of people screamed together.

If you look carefully, you will see that the shadow is made up of countless stumps. At this moment, hundreds of stumps are waving. The scene is so weird that it cannot be described in words.

And above the shadow's head, Jiang Cheng saw a familiar figure.

Wu Zheng was holding the scabbard, riding on Shadow's back, and banging on the head, with a very happy expression.

After realizing that Jiang Cheng was also nearby, Wu seemed to restrain himself a lot. He let go of the spider ghost's neck, and the huge shadow that broke free from the restraints directly hit him. Wu fell to the ground and stood in front of Jiang Cheng.

"There is someone under your feet." Jiang Cheng said.

Wu glanced at his feet at this moment, and sure enough, he found an arm stretched out on the edge of the cracked ceiling, but it looked like the owner of the arm was probably not well. 【】

"Forget it." Jiang Cheng stared at the motionless arm and sighed, "Be careful next time."

"doctor!"

The fat man's loud voice could be heard dozens of meters away. The fat man was carrying No. 13 on his back, and Zhou Ze was following closely behind him. The group of people ran towards them quickly, and they could still see the pursuers behind them.

But the moment he saw Wu, Fatty's eyes lit up, "Great, you're out!"

When No. 13 saw Wu Hou, he immediately cheered up and asked: "Where is No. 2, have you found him?"

Wu was too lazy to talk to him, he just raised his arm and pointed to the top of his head. After a moment, a figure jumped down from the ceiling.

It seemed that he had been seriously injured. The figure staggered a bit when he landed on the ground, but in the end he stood firm.

Who else could it be if it wasn't No. 2?

Seeing that there were still black threads on No. 2's body and that there were injuries all over his body, No. 13's eyes immediately turned red. He noticed that No. 2 adjusted the cowboy hat on his head and shrugged in the direction of the fat man with a relaxed expression. fine."

The ground began to shake, and soon, the huge shadow that disappeared rushed back again, with a very clear target: Wu.

But this time she learned to be smart. Instead of attacking with her body, she used the strangely extending shadow limbs to attack from a long distance.

It clearly seemed like a very intense scene, but under Wu's leadership, it turned out to be very warm.

Every time an arm stretched out to grab him, the palm of his hand would be slapped hard by the useless scabbard. Immediately afterwards, the painful hand would be withdrawn immediately, and then another hand would be slapped.

Zhou Ze was dumbfounded. Was this at school? They made a mistake and lined up together to slap their palms together?

Jiang Cheng was also a little confused. He was always hesitant. He obviously had the ability to solve the battle. Why did he keep putting it off? What on earth was he waiting for?

But at this moment, there was no way to ask, until Wu repelled the shadow stump again, a powerful aura instantly appeared on top of Wu's head, and a huge cross, wrapped in sacred light, hit Wu ruthlessly.

"careful!"

A violent glare erupted in front of his eyes, and the ground trembled. Countless wine glasses couldn't bear it and exploded instantly.

But after everything settled, the scene in front of them attracted everyone's attention.

A burly one-armed old man held a cross with a ferocious face, and this seemingly indestructible blow was easily blocked by the useless scabbard.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Wu's eyes were filled with scarlet light.

Naturally, the spider ghost would not let go of such a good opportunity, and immediately rushed towards Wu with full strength. The huge shadow expanded again, and opened its bloody mouth, apparently wanting to swallow Wu in one bite.

After repelling the sneak attack by the chief judge, Wu turned around, rounded his arm, and hit the spider ghost on the head with a scabbard.

"boom!"

This time the force was heavier than before, and the spider ghost let out a painful scream, shaking the monster's shadow several times before it fell to the ground.

Only now did the presiding judge finally understand that things were completely different from what he thought.

But it was too late, so he was cruel and smashed down only the remaining arm. The next second, a strange scene appeared.

Along the broken arm, countless blood threads spread out, tangled with each other, and gradually merged into the shape of an arm.

Moreover, this arm is very huge, which is seriously inconsistent with the size of the presiding judge. It is thicker and more like the forelimbs of some kind of prehistoric beast.

The presiding judge raised his head. At this moment, his whole body was shrouded in a faint blood-colored halo. His huge arm grabbed the equally huge cross. The blood streaks spread along the arm to the cross, firmly bonding the two together. Together.

Until this moment, Wucai put away his joking attitude and became serious.

"This old guy is going to fight for his life." No. 13 stared at the crazy presiding judge, frowning. He did not expect that the presiding judge would do this for the sake of nothing.

The old guy has completely overdrawn his own strength. If Wu is not swallowed up, then there is no need for others to do it. Soon, he will be backlashed by his own door, triggering an even more terrifying supernatural event.

No. 2 stared at the scene in front of him, "We still underestimated the power of the Night Watchman. The presiding judge was severely wounded one after another, but he could still maintain such combat power. In his heyday, only No. 1 and No. 6 were sure to defeat him."

Zhou Ze couldn't understand the situation. He only saw a huge and terrifying shadow, and a presiding judge who was transforming into a bloody monster, one after another, surrounding Wu in the middle.

In terms of size and intimidation level, he felt it had no advantages.

A terrifying aura came from the mutated presiding judge. At this moment, he had lost part of his consciousness. Red blood bubbles kept popping up on his body, then exploded, and the blood all over his body was boiling.

"Go to hell!" The presiding judge raised his bloodshot arm and struck Wu hard.

The sharp knife appeared in Wu's hand. Instead of retreating, he advanced and swept the knife towards the presiding judge. The huge cross collided with the slender blade, which actually made a harsh buzzing sound.

Seeing the opportunity, the spider ghost rushed over, pointed its long mouth at Wu's back, and spit out black silk threads.

Silk threads, like a woman's long hair, quickly wrapped around Wu's body, wrapping him into a black cocoon.

"Oops..." No. 2 wanted to rush forward to help, but just as he was about to try to use his ability, he was interrupted by a heartbreaking pain.

He pulled open his clothes and found countless black threads concentrated on his heart, twisting like snakes and burrowing under his skin.

He soon understood that this was the curse placed on him by the spider ghost. As long as he used his ability, these originally sleeping threads would be activated and then drill into his heart.

Seeing Wu being restrained by the spider ghost, how could the presiding judge miss such a good opportunity? His body rotated in an extremely uncoordinated way, he picked up the heavy cross and hit Wu's cocoon hard.

The spider ghost was not willing to give up such delicacies to others. Countless limbs spurted out, and the black shadow swallowed up the cocoon in an instant.

Either he was smashed by the presiding judge or torn into pieces. In Zhou Ze's eyes, Wu's fate was already foreseeable. His mouth widened slightly and his face was ashen.

Wu fell, and next, it was their turn.

"Fuck!!" The fat man stuck his head out and exclaimed.

The scene seemed to have been paused.

The black shadow of the stumps stopped, and the cross that the presiding judge smashed down also stopped. No, it didn't stop, but it was forcibly terminated by another more powerful force.

The Spider Ghost trembled and lowered his head. Under her incredible gaze, his shoulder was pierced by a knife. The next second, the light of the knife flashed sideways, and half of his shoulder and a connected arm flew into the air.

The spider ghost let out a shrill wail, and the shadows of countless stump limbs retracted and covered the broken half of the shoulder, but it still didn't help.

The black cocoon was eroded by blood-colored cracks and melted like hot butter. A pressure much more powerful than that of the presiding judge surged out from the cocoon, repeatedly impacting the presiding judge's fragile nerves like a wave.

one hand.

The man in the cocoon blocked his attack with just one hand.

The hand grabbed his cross and he couldn't even pull away!

It wasn't entirely because of the gap in strength, but because this aura... was so familiar that it instantly triggered the deepest fear in his heart.

The presiding judge suddenly widened his eyes.

"Xia Tan!!" The presiding judge's voice changed and became sharp and harsh. He actually felt Xia Tan's aura from the guy named Wu in front of him.

The monster who single-handedly delayed the Abyss Project for 20 years...is back!

No, Xia Tan is dead, he must be dead! !

It's his door!

It turns out that Xia Tan’s door is actually...

Before the presiding judge could continue to think, a hand suddenly tore open the cocoon, grabbed the presiding judge's head at an irresistible speed, and in the next moment, smashed it to the ground.