Nightmare Attack

The judge did not dare to move. After the ghost hand was placed on his shoulder, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. Even the door in his body seemed to be suppressed.

The only part of his body that could move was his eyes.

He looked at the rearview mirror as if asking for help. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that the man sitting in the back seat did not move at all, and there was nothing on his shoulder.

The ghost hand seemed to exist only in another space.

"I'm sorry, President." The judge's face was pale and his voice was trembling. "I will arrange the matter you told me to do immediately. Please believe me, I will give you a satisfactory answer soon!"

A few seconds later, the ghost hand on the judge's shoulder slowly retracted. Similarly, in the reflection of the rearview mirror, the judge saw nothing.

Later, the young man's voice sounded behind him, "Judge." The man chuckled and said, "What are you talking about? Let's not be so polite. I can gain a foothold in the Night Watch with the help of you and Uncle Ghost."

Facing the president who changed his face in an instant, the judge straightened his back which was wet with cold sweat, and his stiff face was slightly relieved. He smiled unnaturally, "What are you talking about? Old Ghost and I are just going with the flow. Even without us, it's only a matter of time for you to rule the Night Watch by yourself."

"Good birds choose trees to live in, and good ministers choose masters to serve. This has been the truth since ancient times. The judge said in one breath, and at the same time, he did not forget to observe the man's face through the rearview mirror.

"Judge, you are too flattering me. "The young man leaned back in his chair, his mouth corners raised, revealing a strange smile.

Seeing this scene, the presiding judge finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Their president has an unpredictable personality and is unpredictable. More importantly, his strength is unfathomable. He once secretly asked Lao Gui, also known as Bingzhu Ren.

Bingzhu Ren answered him that even if the two of them joined forces, they would not be the opponent of the president.

After all... their door was taken from the nightmare mission world again and again, while the president's door was taken from that bus.

There are even rumors that the president was brought back by the bus from that terrifying world that is strangely merging with this world.

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It was late at night, and Rongcheng gradually quieted down.

Most people All fell asleep.

In a small studio, in the bedroom on the second floor, Jiang Cheng lay on the mattress with his hands on his chest. He maintained this posture for a long time and could not fall asleep.

Outside the bedroom door, a heartless fat man lay on the sofa, snoring like thunder.

There was a red line around Jiang Cheng's neck, and under the red line, there was a delicate bell.

The bell seemed to be very human, knowing not to disturb everyone's sleep at night, so even if Jiang Cheng turned over gently, the bell remained quiet and did not make any disturbing noise.

But the more the bell was like this, the more awkward and uneasy Jiang Cheng felt in his heart.

He knew that he was tricked by Wu. Obviously, after he put the bell on the bus seat, Wu took advantage of his unpreparedness and secretly took the bell off the bus.

It is said that this is Wu Being completely nice to him, even a dog wouldn't believe it. Jiang Cheng used the fat man's brain to think, and knew that Wu was definitely a middleman who wanted to make a profit from the price difference and eat both ends.

Otherwise, this guy who always shouted that he would kill his beloved first on the first page of the sword manual would never do such a thing out of kindness.

Jiang Cheng didn't know what was wrong with Wu. When he first met him, he was just cruel, not so cunning.

Judging from the results, Wu must have benefited from the Queen Dahe.

But now is not the time to care about this, but... how to deal with this bell? You can't just tie it around your neck all the time. And for the Queen Dahe, that is, the woman named Wu Yingying, Jiang Cheng only felt guilty and a little sympathy.

If you must find someone to keep her by your side, The reason is that this woman is very powerful, and as a law enforcer on the bus, she must be familiar with the situation on the bus, and will be an excellent helper in dealing with the old president in the future.

Of course, the premise is that Wu Yingying's feelings for him are sincere, not pretended. After all, Jiang Cheng has seen this kind of trick of Mission Impossible.

Who can be sure that this law enforcer on the bus is not the old president, or an undercover planted by the night watchman beside them.

In short, the most urgent task is to find a way to take down this bell, provided that the Dahe Niangniang cannot be angered.

Just when Jiang Cheng was at a loss, suddenly, the shadow left on the wall suddenly changed, and the shadow gradually lengthened, as if it stood up from a lying position, and then the head deflected, and a pair of dark red eyes stared at the direction of the door.

A few seconds later, strange ripples appeared on the shadow, and then the shadow disappeared.

At this moment, in a parking lot not far from the studio, the door of a black car was opened, and a woman wrapped in a windbreaker walked down from it.

The woman wore a mask and a pair of low-heeled leather shoes. She walked towards the studio in the dim light of the street lamp.

When she was about 10 meters away from the studio, the woman suddenly stopped.

Because at this moment, a black shadow blocked her way.

A hint of vigilance flashed in Wu's eyes.

He knew that the woman who came was Lin Wan'er. Although she had changed her face, he could recognize her even if she turned into ashes. But what he was wary of was that there were far more people coming tonight than just Lin Wan'er.

Around him, there were four other auras circling around him, staring at him covetously.

One was in the car that Lin Wan'er got out of. The man in the cowboy hat was in the driver's seat. He was an old acquaintance of his. It seemed that he was acting as a driver and bodyguard.

Behind a tree not far away, there was a girl who had not yet fully grown up. She was carrying a black leather bag and only a pair of eyes were exposed. She was staring at this place. She seemed to think she was hiding well, and Wu was too lazy to expose her.

Under the street light not far from Lin Wan'er, there was a man wearing a long windbreaker and holding a black book in his hand. He looked very abstinent, and his pair of blue eyes looked at this place. He looked like a preacher.

The last and most dangerous figure was standing behind Wu at this moment, that is, on the roof of the building where the studio was.

It was a young man holding two knives.

His flowing bangs covered his eyes, but he could clearly feel that the other party had locked onto him, waiting for him to be distracted, and then delivered the most fatal blow.

To be honest, he was not afraid of him, he just couldn't understand why these people were so hostile this time.

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