Nightmare Attack

Qian Mowen immediately turned around. After seeing Wu's face, he was stunned. How long had it been? How...how could he come to the door so quickly?

After Wu appeared, the candle-holder flipped his wrist, and the hand hidden under his sleeve robe was holding a candlestick, with a white candle burning faintly on it, emitting a pale green light.

The candlelight was like a bean, and the flame seemed to be blown by the wind. It was suppressed extremely low, but it was still tenacious and did not go out, like a dying old man swallowing his last breath.

As the flames surged, a strange scene appeared, and the surrounding space also changed.

To be precise, with the candlestick as the center of the circle, the surrounding area of ​​about 3 meters was shrouded in a burst of darkness. However, this blackness was different from the blackness of night, but more viscous, like a ball of ink that could not be dissolved.

From time to time, frightening roars could be heard coming from the dark and strange space, as if there were ferocious beasts from another world hidden inside.

One against three, facing such a situation, there was no nervousness on Wu's face.

Wu took a deep breath, and then blew it at the candle-bearing man who was filled with excitement. This breath seemed ordinary, but the candle-bearing man's face suddenly changed.

Stretching out his hand, the candle holder immediately protected the candlestick, but it was still a step too late. The originally weak flame swayed violently a few times and was almost blown out.

Seeing this scene, Wu Wei frowned slightly, and then nodded slightly approvingly.

I didn’t expect that this candlestick has some tricks.

Mo Qian didn't know how strong Wu Qian was, but he still had an understanding of the strength of the Candle Bearer. He was definitely in the top 5 among the entire Night Watch, a solid S-level.

And because he is in charge of the confessional room underground at the headquarters, his status is extremely respected.

It is said that the candlestick in his hand is an extremely powerful holy object. It can not only contain the souls of the deceased, but also dispel the fog and lead the souls to another world.

For such a person, the candlestick in his hand was almost blown out in one breath. This guy... Qian Mowen looked at Wu's face, his teeth were trembling, what kind of Taoism did he have.

But Qian Mowen showed no interest at all. In his eyes, there was only one and a half people here.

The man with silver eyes counts as one, and the man with candlesticks counts as half.

He glanced past the candle holder and stared at the silver-eyed man's face.

Unlike Bingzhuren, Qian Mowen's attitude was like facing a formidable enemy. Wu was still a little excited at the moment. He was originally worried about how to deal with the snow, but now it's better. Someone has taken the blame for him.

He planned to catch these people and pin all the charges on these people.

Just say that the snowing incident was caused by the three of them and had nothing to do with him.

After much deliberation, I found it troublesome, so I might as well kill them directly. I would first swallow the doors off these people, then pick out a corpse that was still visible and drag it back to report, saying that it was all their fault.

Anyway, everyone is dead, and there is no evidence of death, so Jiang Cheng can't say anything else.

Qian Mowen was very frightened when he saw Wu's expression sometimes dull, and sometimes the corners of his mouth raised slightly. This guy was obviously not in a normal mental state.

But fortunately, after all, the president and the candle bearer are here, so it's not his turn to take action.

Moreover, he was also the future Acting Minister of the Executive Department. He could not show his timidity in front of the Chairman and the veteran of the Night Watch, the Candlebearer, so he pretended to be calm and scolded: "Bold maniac, you dare to attack the trial by surprise. Chief, today, the president and the candle bearer are here, it is the day of your death!"

After hearing this, Wu's face darkened. It was not because of anything else. He killed the presiding judge. It didn't matter. He could change his name or his surname whether he wanted to or not. In this regard, he was much better than the unscrupulous Jiang Cheng.

What really angered him was the word sneak attack.

A mere presiding judge, why does he need a sneak attack?

Also, the fact is that the presiding judge was obsessed with another spider sneaking up on him, and he was killed when the sneak attack failed. In the end, he sent the two guys to escape out of self-defense.

"Who are you talking about?"

Several bloody words appeared out of thin air on the wall. The writing was intermittent and very twisted. Each stroke seemed to be carved with a blade.

Looking into Shang Wu's eyes, Qian Mowen felt guilty, but when he thought that someone was supporting him, even if the sky fell, it would be the big man who held it up. He felt emboldened again and sneered, "Who else are you talking about? You're not a coquettish person either. Urine photos, who else is here?”

Hearing this, he was annoyed and nodded as if he understood something. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at Qian Mowen. This move frightened Qian Mowen and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Look back." He said this with a rare compliment to such a low-class person.

But Qian Mowen was also the head of the Qian family, and the Qian family was considered a big family. How could he be deceived by such a low-level trick? Qian Mowen's first reaction was to take advantage of his turning around to attack him.

The sense of crisis emerged, Qian Mowen still maintained his posture facing Wu, but his lips did not move, and he whispered in ventriloquism: "President, while his attention is on me, please take action and kill him quickly. Kill!"

1 second.

3 seconds.

5 seconds…

Qian Mowen didn't even hear an answer, or any sign that the president would take action.

"The candle bearer?"

He was answered only by silence.

Qian Mowen swallowed, turned his head and quickly glanced behind him, and a desperate scene appeared.

There was nothing behind him. The president, who was so majestic just a moment ago, and the candle bearer were all gone.

"You...you...!!" Qian Mowen's eyes widened and he couldn't speak clearly.

Wu sighed and nodded to him, as if to persuade him to accept reality as soon as possible.

A few seconds later, Qian Mowen's expression when he looked at Wu suddenly changed. The former unruly attitude completely disappeared, and he looked very easy-going and approachable. His waist also bent down. Before he could speak, Wu stepped forward. A hand was placed on Qian Mowen's shoulder.

In an instant, Qian Mowen's door was completely suppressed, and he even felt as if his entire soul was about to be pulled out.

At this moment, Qian Mowen no longer had any airs and immediately begged for mercy.

Wu left him with a cold profile. The profile hidden in the shadow looked very strange, "I can let you go today, but... you have to do something for me."

"Okay, okay, I promise you!" Qian Mowen was very cooperative. It was obvious that he had become an abandoned son at this moment. Now he was not that interested in the position of the head of the execution department. He just wanted to survive.

"Very good." Wu nodded with satisfaction.

Half an hour later.

Inside the studio.

Jiang Cheng and Fatty sat side by side on the sofa. A tall, thin middle-aged man knelt on the ground, crying bitterly in front of the two of them, watching from the side. The scene was very strange.

When the middle-aged man finished speaking, Jiang Cheng said with a strange expression, "You said... you are a member of the night watchman?"

"That's right, Qian Mowen, the head of the Qian family, if nothing else happens, the position of director of the execution department will be mine in the near future." Qian Mowen answered honestly.

When the fat man heard this, he slapped his thigh and frowned coldly, "Hey, you are quite proud, aren't you?!" After saying that, the fat man turned to look at Wu and yelled: "Brother Wu, I think you should teach him a lesson first. Then we’ll review it.”

Qian Mowen was almost crying.

"You said you came with the president of the Night Watch and a guy named Candle Bearer. They ran away and left you alone, and then you were caught." Jiang Cheng was trying to interpret the man's words. Looking for loopholes.

Qian Mowen kept his smile and was very flattering, "Brother, it's not that I didn't run away, I didn't want to run away at all. I have long been dissatisfied with what the night watcher did. This time, I happened to meet When it comes to this... Wu, Wu brother..."

After seeing Wu's sudden frown, Qian Mowen immediately swallowed the words in his mouth and changed his words: "Wu is a hero. Then I was influenced by him and wanted to join you all."

Ignoring these nonsense, Jiang Cheng continued to ask: "What is the purpose of your visit this time?"

Qian Mowen was waiting for him to ask this, and immediately answered in a loud voice: "It's snowing, we're here for the snow this time! You remember the snow not long ago, right, it was us, only us , has nothing to do with anyone else!”

Fatty: "???"

Unlike the fat man who was confused, Jiang Cheng glanced at Wu and immediately understood why this guy was captured alive by Wu instead of being dragged back in pieces.

The president of the Night Watch, along with the elder Candlebearer and the future head of the executive department, came here just to make a snow fall around here just for him?

Isn’t this nonsense?

Knowing that there was no need to save face, Jiang Cheng didn't expose him. After asking the right questions, he asked Fatty to dial a number. This number was secretly given to Fatty by a little boy after the bar incident.

Everyone calls him No. 13.

The call was quickly connected. Before the fat man could speak, a hurried voice sounded from the other side, "No. 10, is it you? How are you? Are you in danger?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Fatty didn't know why, but he was moved in his heart, "It's me, I'm fine, don't worry, I... I caught a person here. He claimed to be the next Acting Minister of the Executive Department, and said I came with the president, Bingzhuren.”

"I have discussed with the doctor. You should take this person back. He may know some information that you are interested in." The fat man said quickly.

After hearing this answer, No. 13 became obviously nervous, but it was not convenient to give too detailed information on the phone, so the two parties agreed that a few people from Jiangcheng would take the person away and send him to a place where they would wait.

Before leaving, Jiang Cheng deliberately asked Wu to confirm whether there was anyone around to monitor them, and whether the president and Zhu Bingren had left. Wu closed his eyes, and after a moment, he opened them again and nodded affirmatively to Jiang Cheng.

The journey went smoothly, and after handing the person over to No. 2 who came to pick him up, Jiang Cheng and the others heaved a sigh of relief.

No. 2 checked Qian Mowen carefully, then knocked Qian Mowen unconscious with a palm and stuffed him into the back seat of the car.

A black car quickly disappeared into the night.

Not far from the black car, another inconspicuous van followed the black car. The driver was an average-looking woman with an average figure. Sitting in the passenger seat was a young man with a pair of knives at his waist.

The young man's back was straight, as if he was ready to rush to the battlefield at any time.

…

In a building far away from here, there was a man sitting on the sofa. The man had his eyes closed and his face was peaceful, as if he was asleep.

Not far from the man, an old man shrouded in gray robes walked slowly.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, and there were actually rare double pupils in his silver eyes.

The candle holder looked at the man and asked excitedly: "How is it?"

Naturally, the man who is the president of the Night Watch raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "The fish...is hooked!"

"Great!" Bingzhuren said excitedly.

The silver-eyed man held his breath and slowly stretched out his left hand. An incomprehensible scene appeared. A halo of light slowly emerged from the man's palm. After a moment, it actually condensed into the appearance of a person.

is a man.

If the Jiangcheng people were here, they would immediately recognize that this man... was Qian Mowen who was captured by them just now and handed over to Lin Waner and her group.

Seeing Qian Mowen's head appear, the man holding the candle showed an envious expression, "President, over the years, I have seen dozens of disciples with strange doors, but with abilities like yours, it's really It’s the only one.”

"After all...who would have thought that there would be disciples who could possess two doors at the same time, two completely different abilities." Bingzhuren said with unspeakable emotion in his tone.

"In these years, you have only used the ability of one of the doors, so no one knows that there is another door hidden in your body, and the ability of this door is actually an invasion. Just a human, that's all. It can also be weird..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man, "Uncle Ghost, no one knows, don't you know?"

Hearing this, Bingzhuren's expression changed, and he instantly realized that he had made a mistake, and swallowed the rest of his words.

The silver-eyed man smiled with a relaxed expression, "Uncle Ghost, don't be nervous, I'm just joking, I can trust you, and one of the things you said is inaccurate. There are many people who have seen my door, but those who have truly survived , but not many.”

After saying that, the silver-eyed man sighed, shook his head and said, "Of course, these people who live in my eyes are not included. They... have become one with me and are part of me. No one can take them away."

Turning back his thoughts, a picture suddenly flashed through the mind of the candle-bearer. There were once some elders of the Night Watch who opposed the man in front of him taking over the position of President of the Night Watch. But in the end, they all died, and their deaths were reasonable and left nothing behind. trace.

But only he knew the real reason why these people died.

They were killed by the man in front of them.

In a completely incomprehensible way.

This man can invade their consciousness, influence them subtly, and even go so far as to directly order them to die in the way he wants.

This is an extremely complicated process, and even the people who hold the candle don’t understand it very well.

But now, this man has invaded Qian Mowen's consciousness.

That's right, everything today is a layout.

Their target is Crimson's command center.

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