Nightmare Attack

Its daybreak.

The night was surprisingly peaceful. Jiang Cheng didn't sleep all night. After dawn, Jiang Cheng rested on the pillow and sent the fat man to have breakfast, while bringing back some food for himself.

"Fat man." Sitting at the table, Jiang Cheng looked at the meat bun in his hand, then squinted at the fat man's hand, and said dissatisfied: "Why do you have so much meat in it?"

Licking his lips, the fat man said sheepishly: "Doctor, yours is normal, but the meat in mine is two meat buns put together."

"Youqi didn't come for breakfast today." He explained: "I took apart his and stuffed the meat into mine."

"Tsk." Jiang Cheng glanced at him, immediately stretched out his meat bun, and said righteously: "Fat man, eating so much meat is not good for your health. Come on, let's switch."

Upon hearing this, the fat man immediately covered the meat bun in his hand. Under Jiang Cheng's gaze, the swollen meat bun was still leaking oil, and it looked very fragrant.

"Doctor." The fat man said embarrassedly: "I don't eat this Roujiamo either. It's for the little beggar. I've seen the food she stole before. They were all leftover steamed buns and other vegetables, which have no nutrition. She still A child, but also a long body.”

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng said excitedly: "I've also been busy with my secondary growth recently, and I'm also growing my body."

Upon hearing this, the fat man changed the hand of the meat bun and hid it behind him where the doctor could not see it.

Fortunately, although the doctor said he wanted it, he still grumbled and ate the one that belonged to him. "I won't eat it anymore." After taking a few bites, Jiang Cheng put the remaining half of the meat bun on the table. Throw it away, and go to bed angrily to catch up on some sleep.

Staring at Jiang Cheng's remaining half of the Roujiamo, the fat man couldn't help but lick his lips. The fat and thin meat inside the Roujiamo was exposed, and oil was still flowing out.

"Doctor." The fat man forced his eyes away from the meat buns, looked at the doctor lying on the bed in a strange posture, and asked worriedly: "You didn't sleep all night last night, how can you not eat more? "

"You're full." Jiang Cheng's voice sounded very muffled as most of his face was buried in the pillow, with only a small half exposed for air.

Now that the doctor said so, the fat man was not polite. He licked his lips, took the remaining half of Jiangcheng's Roujiamo, and ate a third of it in one bite.

He didn't have enough for breakfast. He only ate the outside of a meat bun, and stuffed the rest of the meat into the meat bun prepared for the little beggar. He didn't stop until he couldn't hold it anymore.

It doesn't matter if he skips a meal, that little beggar is so pitiful, and he feels uncomfortable when he thinks of the little beggar's appearance.

The most important thing is that she treats herself very well.

If it hadn't been for several reminders from the little beggar, he and the doctor might have been in danger.

Chewing the Roujiamo in his mouth, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a lot of meat in the half of the Roujiamo left by the doctor. His mouth was full of oil. After swallowing the meat, he couldn't wait to bite it. One mouthful.

"Doctor." He turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng's bed and asked, "Are you really not going to eat any more? It's really delicious."

Before he finished speaking, the fat man stopped. When he looked at the doctor, he suddenly realized that the doctor seemed to be looking at him with one eye narrowed.

But when he looked again, the doctor's eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

The fat man didn't know if he had seen it wrong. After a moment, he tentatively asked in a low voice: "Doctor?"

Pouting, Jiang Cheng turned over again, leaving only his back facing the fat man.

The fat man exhaled. It seemed that the doctor was not only asleep, but also sleeping soundly.

Just when the fat man was thinking about finding an opportunity to see the little beggar again and give her the meat buns, the door suddenly rang.

"Dong dong dong."

The knock on the door was very soft, and the person who came seemed very polite. She didn't look like a middle-aged woman, nor did she look like Xia Meng was back.

Jiang Cheng immediately sat up from the bed.

"Is anyone here?"

The fat man recognized Chen Qiang's voice. He had a good impression of the latter, but he did not say anything. Instead, he turned to look at the doctor. After all, he was the one with the decision-making power here.

After seeing the doctor nod, the fat man trotted over and opened the door.

After seeing the fat man and Jiang Cheng sitting next to the bed, Chen Qiang said very politely: "Mr. Hao," he first nodded to Jiang Cheng, and then nodded to the fat man in front of him, "Fat brother, that's great, you all exist."

"What's going on?" Jiang Cheng got straight to the point.

"Can I move here with you?" Chen Qiang's posture was very low. His face was not annoying at first, but now he looked even more pitiful.

"Did something happen in your room?" Jiang Cheng came to the table and sat down, raising his head and asking.

"That's not true, it's just that I'm the only one left." Chen Qiang said, "It's too dangerous here, so I was wondering if I could move in with you."

"Mr. Hao and Fat Brother seem to be good people." He added with a very serious expression.

"Why can't I understand what you are saying?" Jiang Cheng poured himself a cup of tea, sipped it and said with a smile, "Is there a bad person among us?"

Chen Qiang looked at the door, then turned back, and lowered his voice very formally and said: "After I returned to the room last night, You Qi came to see me. He asked me some questions, some of which..." He paused deliberately, seemingly Testing their reactions.

did not expect--

"Fat man." Jiang Cheng yawned loudly, waved his hand to the fat man, and said without raising his head: "Send Brother Xiao Chen off for me. I'm tired. I'll go back and take a nap."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qiang immediately said: "Some of these issues are related to Miss Xia Meng and you, Mr. Hao."

Probably having figured out Jiang Cheng's temper, Chen Qiang explained: "Mr. Youqi came in through the window last night. I was shocked when he came. He seemed very nervous and asked me if I wanted to go." Get out of here alive. If you want to live, he can help me." After a pause, he continued: "Help me survive and leave the nightmare."

"Of course there are conditions, and I need to cooperate with him." Chen Qiang recalled: "He asked me whether I knew your details. He said that you and Miss Xia and Mr. An are both from a mysterious organization called Crimson. What do you mean? Brutal and murderous, if I don't cooperate with him, I'm afraid I will be killed by you soon."

"Just like Miss Zuo Jing and Miss Tang." Chen Qiang said: "You Qi said that they all died in your hands. It was you who killed them with the help of ghosts."

After a moment, Jiang Cheng leaned back, leaned on the back of his chair, and suddenly asked in a weird tone: "How do you know what You Qi said is not true?"

"I can feel it, Mr. Hao, and Brother Fat." Chen Qiang tilted his head and said, "You are good people, and that You Qi is the one with the problem."

"so"

"I want to be with you." Chen Qiang said, "You can tell me what you need me to do."

Jiang Cheng looked at this young man for a long time. He looked a few years younger than himself. He looked like a college student. The childishness on his face had not completely faded away. He must have not left campus and been polished by society.

But this does not prevent him from being a smart man who can understand the situation clearly.

The judgment of the situation is also quite clear.

"You go back first." Jiang Cheng said, "You can come over later."

Chen Qiang nodded, "Okay."

Chen Qiang left without any nonsense. Before leaving, the fat man seemed to want to ask something else, but Chen Qiang didn't hesitate at all.

The fat man thought he would beg to stay here during the day.

After Chen Qiang walked away, the fat man turned around and said to Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, I think this guy is pretty good."

"People don't know, but at least they are not stupid." Jiang Cheng commented.

"Doctor, do you suspect there is something wrong with his motives?" The fat man said, looking in the direction Chen Qiang left, frowning, turning back and asking, "No, I think he said it very thoroughly. He also told us about You There's something wrong with Qi. If You Qi hadn't told him about Crimson, then he definitely wouldn't have known about it."

"That's just because he's not stupid." Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "This person is not stupid. He should have figured out the general situation. In his judgment, Xia Meng, Anxuan, and I are on the same team."

"Just relying on him and Youqi to deal with the three of us," Jiang Cheng shook his head, "It's obviously unrealistic, so he might as well join us. His purpose is just to live a stable life. As for Crimson and other things, he Don’t care.”

The fat man blinked, "If that's what you say"

Before she finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps rushed over, and Xia Meng's face appeared at the door, "Follow me." Her face didn't look good, "Butler Zhou let us pass."

"Where to go?"

"The servants are going to be tortured in the house." Xia Meng said very quickly: "Let us go and see."

Everyone walked very nervously along the way. Chen Qiang also followed them, but An Xuan and You Qi were not seen. The middle-aged woman led the way leisurely.

Her steps seemed very light, but her speed was very fast. From time to time, the fat man had to walk a few steps quickly to keep up.

There was silence all the way. Several people had already guessed that torture was not the purpose. The person who was tortured might have an explanation, and there were two missing among them.

Will it be You Qi or An Xuan?

Why were they caught by Huang's servants, tied up and tortured?

With an anxious mood, a group of people came to a remote house. The vermilion door was closed tightly, and a young woman stood outside the door.

The woman's eyes were dull, and it wasn't until several people walked up to her that her eyes began to focus.

"Wait outside." The middle-aged woman turned back, stared at them and said coldly: "After the torture, I will ask you to go in and watch."

Just when the fat man was wondering, a muffled sound suddenly came from the yard behind the door.

"boom!"

It was like a kick in the sandbag.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound came one after another, very rhythmically, in groups of two, alternating with each other.

Slowly, the fat man's eyes changed, and he felt like he had heard this voice somewhere.