Nightmare Attack

What he saw was a pair of feet with straight insteps and swaying slightly.

A pair of woman's little feet.

Zhou Qing opened his mouth wide, and his pupils trembled. He stared at the weak flame on the fire folding plate, and a strange smell came into his nose, and the flame... was actually glowing with a strange green color.

Rhino horn!

There's rhino horn in the fire dumplings! !

Never before has Zhou Qing's brain been running so fast like this time. In this moment, he figured out a lot of things, but it was too late. He instinctively turned around and wanted to escape, although the possibility of escaping was almost impossible. But he has to give it a try!

The moment he turned around, the scene in front of him made him completely give up. All the paper figures above his head disappeared, leaving only empty nooses, still shaking slightly in the air.

Zhou Qing's eyes were looking in the direction of the door. In front of the door, there were a dozen or more paper figures crowded in. They smiled strangely and crowded side by side in front of the door, completely blocking the way out. .

In the middle of the paper figure is a middle-aged woman standing on tiptoes with a long tongue hanging out.

There was a circle of dark blue strangulation marks on the exposed neck of the woman. She was tilting her neck and smiling at Zhou Qing. Her eyes, which were almost entirely white, were frighteningly empty.

The next second, before Zhou Qing could react, a group of paper figures swarmed up, grabbed Zhou Qing's head, stuffed it into an empty noose, and hung him from the beam.

The fire fold was thrown on the ground and was still not extinguished. Zhou Qing's shadow swayed as the body swayed, and the uncomfortable creak of the rope sounded in the room.

…

After waiting for a long time, it was already dark and there was no sound of bangle.

Du Moyu felt relieved.

Everything before was just speculation, and he wasn't sure how much of what Jiang Cheng said was true or false, but judging from the results, Zhou Qing was dead.

Even with Zhang Junyu and A Biao helping him, Zhou Qing still died.

Contrary to what he imagined, Du Moyu didn't feel much joy at this moment, because he knew that the real crisis had just begun. After all, Yu Chengmu and A Biao were still alive.

He turned slightly and looked at Jiang Cheng with his peripheral vision.

The latter turned his back to him, lying on his side on the bed, his body rising and falling slightly, as if he was sleeping soundly.

That's right, it's just as if.

This kind of person would never sleep peacefully at this time. He would be very vigilant, otherwise he would not be alive now, but Du Moyu felt that this was the right way. They needed strong allies.

Now counting Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui, they have 5 people, while Yu Chengmu and Jia Jinliang have 4 people. Even if the latter has rich experience, it is still unclear who will win in the end.

He is already guessing what kind of immortal figure Wang Fugui, who looks simple and honest, is.

"Sneeze!" Jiang Cheng sneezed suddenly.

Du Moyu, who was deep in thought, was startled. When he came to his senses, Jiang Cheng had already wrapped himself tightly in quilt and sat up. He looked out the window, shook his shoulders and said, "I slept well this time. By the way, you heard the banging sound." ?"

"No." Du Moyu didn't dare to neglect, "Brother Jiang, you single-handedly exposed the conspiracy set up by A Biao and the others, and you even killed Zhou Qing. You are truly a man!"

"Just tell them that they are cheating on me and I will be betrayed. It's a waste of words." There was no emotion in Jiang Cheng's tone.

Du Moyu's remaining series of compliments were all stuck in his throat, and the situation was a bit awkward.

"Let's clean up. If I have a chance later, I want to see Zhou Qing's death." Jiang Cheng moved his neck a little. He couldn't sleep on the wooden pillows here and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay."

…

It was calm here in Jiangcheng, but Zhang Junyu Abiao didn't sleep a wink all night.

A Biao had a gloomy face, sitting on a chair, holding a teacup in his hand.

Zhang Junyu has walked back and forth several times, and from time to time he will stand behind the door for a while, looking in the direction of the door through the crack in the door.

"Don't think about it, there is no bang, Zhou Qing is dead." A Biao's voice was cold and emotionless. He didn't have much affection for Zhou Qing, but they were grasshoppers on the same rope.

Zhang Junyu looked at Jiang Cheng's room fiercely and said through his teeth: "It was that boy from Jiang Cheng who killed Zhou Qing. Otherwise, if the clues were explored to this extent, Zhou Qing would not be an idiot and nothing would go wrong!"

"Could it be your trap..." Zhang Junyu turned to look at Abiao, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

But the next second, Zhang Junyu shut up.

Abiao put the tea cup on the table and turned to stare at him, "Are you questioning me?"

"I...I just can't figure it out." Zhang Junyu unnaturally avoided his gaze.

Abiao naturally wouldn't care about Zhang Junyu because of such a thing. He just couldn't control the murderous intention in his heart. After all, the door on his body was on the verge of collapse.

Later, when his mood stabilized, Abiao took a deep breath and his attitude towards Zhang Junyu returned to normal, "I will give Yu Zhangyan an explanation about Zhou Qing. This Jiangcheng is not simple. You can't deal with him. Leave it to me." I'll take care of it."

Seeing that there were steps, Zhang Junyu naturally nodded, "Okay."

It's finally dawn.

But it was different from what was expected. After walking out of the room, the communication between Jiang Cheng, Du Moyu, and A Biao and Zhang Junyu was very harmonious. Especially Jiang Cheng, who had been comforting Zhang Junyu and A Biao, could not help but express his nostalgia for Brother Zhou Qing in front of the two of them. .

"It's fate." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but let out a long breath. After hesitating for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but moisten. "You said, Brother Zhou Qing, what a good person. After I met him last night, I told him all the conspiracy in the house, but who knew that he... Oh, in the end, such a thing happened." Zhang Junyu said with a fake smile: "Brother Jiang, it's good that you have this intention. I think Zhou Qing will bless you, brother Jiang, and you won't die in this mission." He deliberately emphasized the word "die". Jiang Cheng seemed not to hear it, and sighed: "I know that Brother Zhou's spirit in heaven is also kind, but it's useless. He is dead, what can we expect from him?" Du Moyu felt that Jiang Cheng was more and more talented and spoke well. He secretly remembered everything Jiang Cheng said, and planned to use it when he went out and wrote a book. "Du Moyu!"

A voice came from outside the door. A few seconds later, Lei Mingyu, Fatty Yu Chengmu and the others came. Zhang Hao and Lei Mingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Du Moyu.

Lei Mingyu turned his head and smiled at Zhang Hao without any hesitation: "What do you think? I said something. Du Moyu is a cunning guy, but he won't be fooled so easily!"

When someone is happy, someone else is sad. Yu Chengmu didn't see Zhou Qing's figure, and he immediately understood what was going on. They all heard the sound of the clapper last night, and it stopped after the fourth sound.

It was obvious that someone had died.

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