Nightmare Attack

Their own abilities are very strong, and ordinary traps cannot do anything to them. If they have a piece of paper to save their lives, the consequences can be imagined.

This is also why Chen Xiaomeng hates Jiang Cheng so much.

This bastard not only stole his clue newspaper in the first mission, but also dug a trap for himself in this mission, causing a precious life-saving charm to be wasted.

If you think about it from his perspective, if someone treated Jiang Cheng like this, the latter would chase him to his home and dig up his ancestral grave.

The fourth point is the brain waves mentioned by Fatty.

Jiang Cheng had been thinking about the formation mechanism of nightmares and ways to attract players. What Fatty said opened a new door for him.

A pure black exquisite recording pen was placed next to him, which contained a conversation between a woman named Hu Yan and himself.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The dialogue was unclear and filled with strange noises.

What's even more strange is that the noise like the sound of electric current only appears when Hu Yan speaks, but in the recording, his voice is very clear.

He didn't rest well at noon. To be more precise, he didn't fall asleep completely until the alarm clock set on his cell phone rang.

The consequences of overuse begin to show.

He had this problem early on.

He shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

After a while, the scheduled clients will come to his door. He usually does not call them patients. After all, for him, if these people are healthy, then he should be unemployed.

He always had a grateful heart for these people.

Opening the door, he walked to the stairs in the living room and was about to go downstairs. Unexpectedly, he bumped into the fat man walking up the stairs holding his clothes.

The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng's slightly pale face, immediately threw away his clothes, stepped forward and asked with concern: "Doctor, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head and said nothing.

The fat man seemed to understand something. The successive attacks must have had an impact on the doctor's body. He looked at Jiang Cheng with concern in his eyes, "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No need," Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, his whole body looked much more haggard, and his voice had lost its previous vitality, "I'll just rest for a while."

The fat man helped Jiang Cheng down the stairs without saying a word, then helped him sit down on the sofa.

Jiang Cheng looked very weak. When the fat man was helping him, he could feel that Jiang Cheng seemed to be unable to exert his strength and his whole body was shaking slightly.

He had never seen a doctor like this.

Jiang Cheng was curled up on the sofa, and his two beautiful eyes had lost their former luster.

The fat man first poured Jiang Cheng a cup of hot water, and then as if he suddenly realized something, he ran back to the kitchen, making a "ding-ding-bang-bang" sound as if he was rummaging for something.

The moment the fat man disappeared at the limit of Jiang Cheng's squinting vision, the latter immediately stopped shaking.

Not only did he stop shaking, his face became much rosier.

A pair of dark eyes filled with joy and happiness.

All this lasted until a few minutes later, when the fat man hurried back with a bowl.

"Doctor," the fat man's distressed voice changed, "Drink some brown sugar water quickly. I heard that girls rely on it to stay alive."

Jiang Cheng leaned on the sofa sickly, his whole person exuding a sense of deja vu that although death is inevitable, I will use my last breath to kick it.

"Cough cough." The weak Jiang Cheng covered his mouth and coughed a few times. He tried to avoid contact with the fat man with his eyes and his voice was very low.

Everything in front of him looked like the doctor was seriously injured, and all of them were internal injuries. What moved him most was the look in the doctor's eyes.

The doctor must be doing this because he is afraid that I will worry.

The fat man thought stubbornly, feeling touched by his success.

After drinking the brown sugar water, Jiang Cheng gradually improved and his face became rosy.

"Doctor, are you feeling better?" the fat man asked, blinking.

"Thank you, Fatty," Jiang Cheng tried to move his body in a small area and said while moving, "I'm much better and not so cold anymore."

Now the fat man finally felt relieved.

In his mind, the best way to replenish the body is through dietary supplements, so he asked Jiang Cheng what he wanted to eat at night and he went to buy groceries.

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a while, then said in a low voice, looking very embarrassed: "Stir-fried sea cucumber with green onions, braised prawns in oil, duck head in dry pot, spicy crayfish, roasted bullfrog, Shu-flavored five-pepper chicken, salt and pepper."

He swallowed, stared at the fat man whose expression had changed significantly, and whispered, "If possible, make some cabbage and pork ribs soup. These vegetables are too oily. I'll drink some pork ribs soup to relieve the greasiness."

The fat man thought about it for a while, then stood up and said to Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, why don't we go to the hospital."

In any case, Jiang Cheng finally got a lot better. Seeing his good appetite, the fat man felt relieved.

After another conversation with Jiang Cheng, the fat man stepped on the vegetable basket and prepared to go to the market to purchase.

The owner of the fish shop last time was a nice guy, and Fatty wanted to go there again to see if he could come across a dying fish.

This time I planned to make fish soup for Jiang Cheng to replenish his health.

But before he reached the door, he heard the sound of "kick-kick-kick-kick" footsteps coming from outside.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong!"

Jiang Cheng moved his body and said, "Come in."

The door opened obediently, and then a very strange person walked in.

The person who came was covered in a white robe and wore a pair of super large sunglasses, which almost covered his entire face. If he hadn't bumped into him in real life, the fat man would have thought that this person was sick or recording some short video.

until

"Doctor Jiang!" The visitor called out in a very recognizable voice, greeting Jiang Cheng warmly who was sitting on the sofa.

The fat man immediately realized who he was.

Pi Nguyen!

He'd seen it before.

"Fat brother is here too!" Pi Ruan, who was dressed strangely, greeted him enthusiastically.

The fat man felt a little flattered.

But when he fixed his gaze on Pi Ruan, a trace of sincere sadness could not help but emerge on his face: "Brother Pi Ruan," the fat man said sadly, "Did your girlfriend die because you were dressed like this?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Jiang Cheng said: "This is the way Saudi Arabia dresses. They are used to wearing robes all year round."

The fat man's face instantly became embarrassed when he realized he had said the wrong thing.

Pi Ruan was a rare good-natured person, so he laughed and let it go. It was no wonder that the fat brother couldn't recognize it. This was not a standard Arab men's robe, but after the customer gave it to him, he found it ugly and found a tailor. The store has been modified and some more local elements may have been added to it.

This warm-up act instantly increased Fatty's favorability towards Pi Ruan.

I feel that people should not be judged by their appearance. Although this guy looks like a leader, he nods and bows as soon as he comes in, but he seems to be a very easy to get along with.

But this good impression only lasts until someone speaks——

"If his girlfriend dies, he will have to wear red." Jiang Cheng sipped the red sugar water and said very calmly.