Nightmare Attack

"I understand." No. 1, who was wearing a gray cloak, nodded his chin, with a rare hint of confusion on his face. "Things like No. 5 will never happen again."

When No. 5 was mentioned, Lin Wan'er frowned slightly, but soon returned to her original state, "What happened to No. 5 had nothing to do with you, it was my fault. I thought that based on his ability, I could at least ensure his safety. "

"I just need him to find the car and get on it to confirm the location of the car and mark the landing point for your portal." Lin Wan'er let out a breath, "But I didn't expect that he would never leave again. Get that car down."

"No. 5's combat capability is far inferior to that of you and No. 6, but when it comes to self-protection ability, you two are not as good as him."

No. 5 has died in the field of the old president. This has become a reality. There is no point in saying more. No. 1 nodded and ignored this unpleasant topic. The most important thing now is to find out. The murderer who wants to kill No. 10, and... the implementation of the death plan.

"I..." No. 1 paused, looking a little embarrassed, "Sir, I want to take a look at No. 10. Don't worry, I will take a look and leave immediately. I won't be discovered."

"No." Lin Wan'er was resolute. Later, she seemed to have thought of something again, and her tone slowed down again, "Now your mission is the death plan. As for protecting No. 10 and tracking down the murderer, I will arrange for others to go there. You can be assured.

"Today is different from the past. Now No. 10 is surrounded by not only Wu, but also a law enforcer in the old president's field. Even if you have such ability, it will not be easy to get close to No. 10 without anyone noticing. , and once a misunderstanding occurs, it’s difficult to escape.”

"According to No. 6's analysis, Wu's control over Xia Tan's door far exceeded our expectations, and he seems to have mastered the method of resisting that power." There was a hint of doubt in Lin Waner's voice, "Recently, he has been It swallowed up many doors, even some strange ones, but it didn’t have a big impact on him. He didn’t fall into despair or was on the verge of a mental breakdown.”

"Also, his interest in Zero is also weakening. What I mean is that he is learning to restrain his desires, and it is very effective." After a pause, Lin Waner continued: "He... is becoming more and more like a Man, a real man.”

Wenyan No. 1 was silent for a moment. For a disciple like him, the horror of the Weird Door lies not entirely in its power, but also in its uncontrollability.

As far as the door in his body is concerned, it has eroded him into both humans and ghosts. If the night watchman hadn't helped him reshape his body, his current appearance would probably be more terrifying than a ghost.

The things inside the strange door are emotionless, and similarly, they can hardly communicate.

All they want is to devour other doors and corrode their own host in the fastest and most direct way.

This is how No. 4 died. He looked extremely miserable when he died. His entire face was rotten and his bones were exposed. This was his door, the last gift left to him.

No. 1 stood up slowly and whispered: "It's too late, I should go back."

Lin Wan'er stared at the face of No. 1, and after a few seconds, she nodded slightly. She didn't know if there would be another chance to meet again after this time.

After all, at the end of the Death Plan, No. 1 needs to lead dozens or hundreds of high-level disciples who are on the verge of losing control and enter the old president's domain at the same time. Theoretically speaking, there is almost no chance that he will survive.

No. 1 is also aware of this. Lin Waner made it clear to him before the mission even started. She would never hide anything like this.

"What will happen if I don't go?" A long time ago, No. 1 asked after a moment of silence.

"I will tell the truth to the superiors, but the people around them don't have the ability, so this matter will most likely fall on us. If you don't go, I will ask other people." Lin Waner was equally honest.

"If you don't hold his head down, No. 2 may not agree, but No. 3 is different. As long as you open your mouth, even if you ask him to kill all the senior members of the Night Watch, he will go." No. 1 smiled. .

Lin Wan'er was noncommittal. Such a question was a kind of torture for her, but she had to take action. No. 1 was the most suitable candidate. If he didn't go, then she would talk to No. 2 and No. 3.

"When does the mission start?" No. 1 asked.

"The sooner the better."

"Then let's do it." No. 1 nodded and commented at the same time: "That boy No. 2 is too thief and too tactful. He learned it from Little 13. As for No. 3..." That picture appeared in No. 1's mind. The abstinent person couldn't help but rub his face and smiled bitterly: "It's okay if you let him preach and teach, but if you let him be an undercover agent, I can't even imagine that he can act."

"What else do you need me to do for you?" Lin Wan'er asked: "If you have any requests, you can tell me. If I can't do it, I will report it to the superiors."

"I'm not familiar with the above, sir." No. 1 shook his head.

"Then I'll gather everyone together tomorrow and have a meal together." Lin Wan'er said, "Just think of it as a farewell for you."

Hearing this, No. 1 slapped his forehead and said with great resistance: "No! I'm going to complete the task, not to die. I'm still thinking about coming back to have the wedding banquet of No. 6 and No. 7. I really don't know that guy Chenran's wedding day What a scene it would be.”

"You'll know when you come and see me." Lin Waner said, "By the way, you have such a good relationship with No. 4, don't you have anything to say to him?"

Hearing this, No. 1 really stopped and showed a thoughtful expression. After a moment, he nodded, "If you say so, it's true that I really have something to trouble him."

"I'll take the message for you." Lin Wan'er looked at him and said.

"Trouble, Mr. Please tell him that if one day he is lucky enough to attend my funeral, he must preside over my funeral and arrange for someone to shout three times in front of my tombstone: Funeral Day No. 1, and then help me Set off some firecrackers.”

"It's best for the funeral to be at night, because I like red fireworks. It's best for everyone to be there and let me leave in a lively manner."

The memory was fleeting, and No. 1 pulled down the brim of his hat to cover his red eyes, "After all... let him get the upper hand."

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Rongcheng.

A small studio that is not very eye-catching, but is full of hidden dragons.

Fatty and Jiang Cheng sat face to face, eating the breakfast that Fatty bought.

The fat man was not in the mood to eat, because all his attention was now focused on Jiang Cheng's neck. There was a slender red rope on it, and underneath the red rope, there was a delicate bell hanging.

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