Nightmare Attack

After walking up, the fat man was dumbfounded. Lin Wan'er and others who were supposed to be waiting here were all gone.

"Where are the people?" Xia Qiang also panicked. Among the missing people were not only his partners, but also Xia Meng, the real head of the family.

"We are out." Jiang Cheng looked around and explained: "The body of Teacher Zigui was found down below. The journey went smoothly. We are human beings, so don't worry."

After about ten seconds, finally, a few people walked out from an inconspicuous corner.

The leader is naturally Lin Waner.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to say something else, he suddenly saw Lin Wan'er raising a finger and putting it between her lips.

And everyone's expressions were a little strange.

Not only did no one speak, but these people even walked very softly, as if they were worried about disturbing something.

After approaching, Lin Wan'er looked Jiang Cheng up and down for a moment, then lowered her voice, "You found Teacher Zigui's body down there. Where is it?"

"In a small room." Jiang Cheng answered truthfully, looking into Lin Wan'er's eyes, "And this is not a warehouse, but a cell, a private prison. We found traces of people being imprisoned down there, a lot of them." Thinking of that There were scratches, he added.

"What did you find?" Jiang Cheng asked back. It was obvious that Lin Wan'er and the others were so careful that they must have discovered something.

Moreover, Lin Wan'er and the others did not have the same number of people and were missing a few people.

"You will know after you take a look. Remember, don't make too much noise." Luo He, who was following Lin Wan'er, whispered, holding a black-covered book in his hand with a serious look on his face.

Soon after, the group of them was led behind a door through various twists and turns.

Chenran and several people are guarding here.

The door is a double-opening type, very tall and looks quite impressive. There is a gold handle on the back of the door, which gives people a feeling of being incompatible with the surrounding environment, as if opening the door will open up a whole new world.

More importantly, through this door, there was a faint sound coming from outside.

The sound was relatively messy, but one could hear the mechanical sounds, like vehicles passing by, and the crisp sound of "ta-da-da", which sounded like the hooves of mules and horses. Of course, there were also the shouts of people. Very lively.

"What place is outside?" Xia Qiang couldn't help but asked curiously.

The door was tightly sealed, making it impossible to see the outside scene through the crack, and he did not dare to open the door rashly for fear of causing unknown risks.

"It's a commercial street, very prosperous, but it's been a long time since our time." Guan Yuanning answered Xia Qiang's question patiently, "But this street..." She frowned slightly, as if she didn't know what to do next. How to say.

Without waiting for Xia Qiang to urge him, he was interrupted by Jiang Cheng, "How do you know it's a commercial street outside?"

"There is a window there. Through that small window, you can see outside." Guan Yuanning replied.

Raising his head, Jiang Cheng finally found the small window following Wan Yuanning's guidance. The window was only about the size of two pieces of paper put together, and it was located very high, about 2.5 meters tall, close to 3 meters.

Jiang Cheng turned around and patted the fat man on the shoulder. The latter understood what was going on, walked under the window, squatted down, and Jiang Cheng stepped on the fat man's shoulder. The latter calmed down and stood up slowly, grabbing Jiang Cheng's legs with both hands. Help him stabilize his body.

It is a bustling street with merchants on both sides of the street. There are very old cars and people on horseback driving on the street. There are beautiful women wearing cheongsam on the street, and men in suits are walking in a hurry.

There were also poor people wearing coarse cloth, bent over by the poles on their shoulders.

Facing Jiangcheng is a shop called East Asia Trading Company. On the big sign is a coquettish woman.

There are also rickshaws pulling people on the street. The drivers wear dirty cloths around their necks and walk quickly.

The sound of car horns, shouts, shouts, quarrels...all kinds of sounds poured into Jiang Cheng's ears at the same time, sketching a picture full of life and full of fireworks.

But Jiang Cheng was still observing, and slowly, his eyes changed.

Become wary and cold.

He noticed a strange atmosphere.

That's right, everything outside is fake and is a show specially staged for them.

Although it seems fresh, it is just repeated infinitely.

The men, women, and even the beggars in rags squatting on the streets are like clockwork machines, repeating the actions set by the program.

Several black cars drove up from the left side of the street, then drove out from the right side of the street, and kept repeating. When they drove to a certain fixed position, they would be blocked by the flow of people and sound their horns.

At this time, children carrying flower baskets swarmed up to the car, banged on the car door, and sold flowers to the people in the car.

Jiang Cheng silently calculated the time. In about 5 minutes, the same scene would repeat itself.

It's like a movie on an infinite loop outside.

He couldn't help but feel lucky that the leader who stayed up there was Lin Wan'er.

If a young man had stayed in such a dull environment for a long time and saw the busy traffic outside, he would have wanted to open the door immediately, find the people outside, and ask for clues.

But if they really do that, Jiang Cheng is almost certain that they will also be involved in this "old movie" and fall into an endless weird cycle.

If this is the case, it will be troublesome if you try to break free.

Jiang Cheng's eyes swept across the street inadvertently, and suddenly, he seemed to catch a familiar figure in his peripheral vision.

He immediately looked around and saw a figure on a bench at the corner of the street with his back to him.

It's the man reading the newspaper, wearing an old-fashioned suit!

Before Jiang Cheng could take a closer look, a car drove up, blocking Jiang Cheng's view.

After the car drove by, the man was still sitting on the bench, but this time, Jiang Cheng could see clearly that the man was not holding a newspaper in his hand. He was just sitting there in a daze, and... the color of the suit and his body shape were also related to There is a difference between men reading newspapers on the bus.

Did he make a mistake?

Jiang Cheng himself was not sure.

Something seemed to have been changed, but he couldn't recall it. It felt like a part of his memory had been taken away.

He didn't understand whether it was his problem or the ability of the newspaper man.

In short, everything has been weird since he came here. This world is completely different from the world he has experienced before.

He shook his head slightly, trying to get these messy things out of his mind, but when he raised his head again and looked at the bench, the man in the suit had disappeared.

At this moment, a woman was sitting on the chair with her back to him. The woman turned her head 180 degrees and stared at Jiang Cheng, revealing a burnt face.