Nightmare Attack

When he first came to this bus, Jiang Cheng noticed the existence of this man. He appeared together with the ghost bride and belonged to the same level of existence.

Black ashes continued to fall, and the entire car was filled with a desperate aura of doomsday.

Jiang Cheng sniffed, the smell of burnt ashes filling his nostrils.

Being able to change the environment on this car is very similar to the Ghost Bride, but in terms of extent, it is even stronger than the Ghost Bride. This has to make Jiang Cheng look forward to this mission.

No, it’s not expectation.

It's vigilance.

Without any further hesitation, Jiang Cheng and Fatty took steps towards the driver's seat of the bus.

The further they walked, the more ashes were floating around, and waves of heat hit their faces with a burning smell. After a while, the two of them in Jiangcheng were sweating profusely.

They had to stop.

But then a more terrifying scene occurred. Because they could not find a seat, they were stared at by the "passengers" in the car, and figures appeared on the surrounding seats.

The one closest to Jiangcheng is an old woman.

The old woman was looking at Jiang Cheng with a kind face at the moment, as if she was looking at her grandson.

After realizing that the other party had no ill intentions, the fat man just took a breath, but the next second, he saw the old woman's hand shaking a few times, and finally it was suddenly disconnected from the wrist and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Fatty: "!!!"

The old lady didn't seem to think this was a big deal, she still had that kind expression on her face, "Young man, I dropped something, please pick it up for me."

Everyone could tell that this was a trap. Jiang Cheng seemed not to hear or see it, and remained unmoved.

"Young man, I am inconvenient and cannot bend down. I need you to help me pick it up. Don't be ungrateful." The old woman seemed to be sure that Jiang Cheng had heard it, and her face gradually became ferocious.

The fat man stared at the severed hand on the ground, his face pale. The severed hand was actually squirming strangely, and the five chicken claw-like fingers were twitching constantly, crawling towards the two's feet.

The crisis is not just that, more and more "passengers" are appearing. Sitting next to the old lady is a young woman holding a baby in her arms. The young woman always lowers her head and softly sings strange songs. It looked like he was putting the baby to sleep.

But what was horrifying was that the baby in her arms had been dead for a long time and was rotting into a state of disgrace.

Near the window was a man with an afro. The man twisted his neck and stared at Jiang Cheng in a posture that a living person could never do. Then he took off his mask, revealing a bloody mouth full of barbs. .

The passengers on the other side were not to be left alone. A dark man wearing a safety helmet and overalls turned his head little by little, and his neck made a crisp sound.

From the fat man's perspective, there was a big hole on one side of the helmet. Through the hole, you could see the broken skull inside and the disgusting liquid that was constantly flowing out.

The dark man's brain seemed to have been hollowed out...

The fat man subconsciously determined that after the dark man completely turned his head in their direction, something terrible would happen next.

The situation in front of them completely exceeded their expectations. What does this mean, they have to be killed by these passengers before actually entering the dungeon?

At the critical moment, an arm tore through the snow-like ashes and grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but tremble.

The hand was soft and had a familiar smell. The next second, a beautiful figure appeared in front of him.

Who else could it be if she wasn't the Ghost Bride?

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Ghost Bride moved lightly and evenly, and happened to step on the broken hand of the old woman who was crawling on the ground. The old man's face was twitching in pain.

The moment the Ghost Bride appeared, the scene immediately changed, and most of the passengers fell silent.

After the ghost bride smiled at Jiang Cheng, she turned her head slightly and looked at the other passengers. Her expression was not so good. The old woman immediately stooped and did not even dare to look at her.

The young woman holding her child stopped singing, and the grinning afro also put his mask back on.

Only the swarthy man whose brain had been hollowed out didn't seem to have reacted yet and was still twisting his neck. When he finally turned his neck to Jiang Cheng's side, the head wearing a helmet suddenly flew up and flew towards Jiang Cheng.

"Flying Man?" Fatty exclaimed. The horror novel he was reading recently had a similar plot.

But as soon as the head flew halfway out, it was caught by one hand. The fat man watched the ghost bride's face become very ugly. Then he grabbed the head with one hand, and slowly raised the other hand, clenching his fist. After accumulating strength, he smashed the helmet into pieces with one punch. His head rolled all over the floor, and he didn't know where it ended up.

He casually threw the half-remaining helmet next to the old lady. A nearby passenger was so frightened that his head dropped. Then, all the surrounding passengers disappeared in unison.

The ghost bride turned back and looked at Jiang Cheng with a face full of love. She took Jiang Cheng's hand and led the way forward.

Following the Ghost Bride, the scorching heat waves around her were suppressed, the temperature dropped rapidly, and the air became humid.

Being led by the ghost bride like this, Jiang Cheng felt complicated and even a little resistant. It was not that he didn't understand the other party's intentions, but he felt more guilty and grateful for the woman in front of him.

After not knowing how far she had walked, the ghost bride suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at Jiang Cheng with a strange and cute look, as if she was waiting for praise.

Jiang Cheng had just come to his senses and didn't know why.

But the next second, the fat man was as excited as if he had discovered a new world. He left the doctor behind and rushed to a seat like crazy, "Huaiyi!"

"Wang Qi!"

At this moment, Huai Yi and Wang Qi were sitting side by side. After seeing the fat man, Huai Yi's originally crying face changed instantly. He jumped up from the chair, "Brother Fugui! Brother Jiang! It's actually him. you!"

Unlike Wang Qi, who wears a regular Chinese tunic suit, Huai Yi's outfit is indeed a bit nondescript. He wears a white shirt with an asymmetrical plaid skirt, which he probably learned from another world.

"No. 10..." Wang Qi looked at the fat man and couldn't help but choke up his voice, but he was smiling, and he knew that No. 10 would not let him down.

The fat man looked at this and touched that. He was as happy as a 200-pound child. He seemed to have completely forgotten that this was a bus and was within the territory of the old president.

In his mind, it wouldn't take long to get them out of the car.

Jiang Cheng reached out and patted Huaiyi's shoulder, then touched his hair. Feeling the coldness coming from his fingertips that definitely didn't belong to a living person, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Huaiyi took advantage of the fat man rubbing Wang Qi's face and gently patted the back of Jiang Cheng's hand. Then he glanced at the fat man, smiled, and gently shook his head at Jiang Cheng.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Happy birthday to Brother Jiang (top card)

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