Nightmare Attack

He was so shocked that he subconsciously took a sip of tea to calm down his shock, but to his surprise, the tea was actually cold.

The tea leaves were not brewed at all.

What surprised the fat man even more was that the water was raw and not boiled. It should have been received directly from the tap.

"Doctor." Looking at Jiang Cheng's appearance and the cup of ice-cold tea, the fat man was inexplicably panicked, "Are you okay?"

He subconsciously thought that the impact of this mission on Jiangcheng was too profound.

Or maybe it's that weird bronze door.

The doctor was standing in front of that door. Perhaps he was affected by that door in some way that he could not understand.

"Aren't you telling the truth?" Staring at the fat man, the suppressed emotions in Jiang Cheng's eyes completely exploded.

He couldn't figure out why he still refused to admit it after he had already said it.

He has given Fatty many chances.

He had thought that the fat man would give many reasons. He was being coerced, or wanted to steal something from him. He had already thought of it. As long as the fat man admitted his mistake, he would not pursue any of these.

What he couldn't stand was being treated like a fool all the time.

Stretching out his hand, Jiang Cheng grabbed the fat man's collar at an extremely fast speed and pushed him directly against the back of the sofa. The huge force scared the fat man's face and changed his face.

"Doctor, what's wrong with you?" The fat man was shocked. He dropped the tea cup to the ground, and the sharp fragments shone coldly in the light. "I have never lied to you. Everything I said is true. If you don’t believe me, I can accompany you to Goose City.”

When Jiang Cheng heard the word "Echeng", a cold light flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes. He never expected that this obedient fat man could actually be an actor.

Now that the matter has come to this point, I am still thinking of muddle through.

Out of anger, he raised his hand and punched the fat man in the face. This time he lost all his strength, but it also caused the fat man's nose to bleed.

Just when he was about to punch him a second time, the fat man's frightened and aggrieved look made him stop.

Bits and pieces of the past appeared in my mind. To be fair, he was very good to me, not as good as he seemed, but really good.

In the ancient copy, he risked his life and came back to report the news to himself.

And in the copy they just left, if Fatty hadn't moved Li Zumei, both he and Jiao Tailang would have died.

In the end, it was him who shared the pressure of the door for him, giving him a chance to escape.

If the fat man wants to kill himself, he doesn't have to do anything.

After his body trembled for a long time, Jiang Cheng let go of his hand, stumbled back a few steps, and sat back on the sofa. At this moment, he looked even more lonely than the fat man.

"You go."

The fat man's face was covered with blood, but he didn't bother to wipe it off. He was completely confused. He didn't know why he was like this when he was fine just now.

What happened to the doctor?

What does he have to explain to himself?

It is clear that everything I say is true

Suddenly, he thought of what Boss Lin said to him not long ago. Now, looking at the two things together, I'm afraid they are all doubting him.

Do you doubt your background?

Fatty knew that the doctor had been through a lot recently, and he couldn't help but think about it.

But what he never expected was that the doctor would doubt him.

"Let's go." Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa, then reached out and picked up a backpack from the side of the sofa. With a flick of his hand, the backpack rubbed along the ground and touched the fat man's feet.

This is its own bag.

The bag was bulging, obviously the doctor had packed it for himself in advance.

He was going to drive himself away.

Is there no banquet in the world that never ends?

I just didn't expect it to be so fast and so sudden.

Moreover, the fat man pursed his lips tightly, and tears rolled back and forth in his eyes, still in such an unbearable way.

Perhaps out of anger or overly sad, the fat man wiped the blood from under his nose, then stood up and bowed to the doctor.

"Anyway, thank you for taking care of me during this time, doctor." Fatty said, "I have never deceived you or betrayed you, never before and never will in the future."

The fat man picked up his bag and walked toward the door alone, "I'm leaving. Doctor, please take care of yourself."

Fatty, who had always been hesitant, was surprisingly decisive this time. It wasn't until long after Fatty left that Jiang Cheng, who was sitting on the sofa, came back to his senses.

He walked slowly to the kitchen, probably wanting to make a cup of coffee for himself, but as soon as he finished adding the coffee, his hands accidentally took the coffee cup to the faucet, and then unscrewed it.

The cold water splashed with metallic coffee foam. Jiang Cheng shook his hand and dropped the coffee cup into the pool with a crisp sound.

It's not broken, it's just spinning around inside.

Holding his hands on the edge of the pool, Jiang Cheng gasped for air. He suddenly felt panicked. Darkness spread around him, and he had the illusion that he was about to be swallowed by the darkness.

He raised his left hand tremblingly, and a dark red door was vaguely revealed under the palm.

With the sound of the door opening, his shadow on the wall began to distort, and a pair of uncontrollable blood-red eyes slowly opened.

Under the street lights, people were passing by in a hurry.

The night is getting darker.

It started to rain lightly.

A tall woman clutched the collar of her windbreaker, lowered her head, walked quickly, and finally even changed directions.

Because she caught a glimpse of a man on the roadside.

He is fat, tall, and strong, but he looks a little abnormal.

A man was walking slowly there, without an umbrella in his hand, and carrying a large backpack. The strap of the backpack was so long that part of it was even dragged on the ground, mixed with the mud and water.

It gives people a confused feeling, not like a good person.

drunkard.

Or a homeless bum.

The woman didn't dare to look anymore, for fear that something would happen, so she left quickly.

A fat man walking alone on the street didn't care at all what the woman thought of him. To be more precise, he didn't even notice the woman.

He was soaked all over, but strangely, he didn't feel cold.

My mind was filled with the words the doctor said to me.

It seemed like he wanted to answer for himself.

What's funny is that he doesn't even know what he should explain.

He even came up with a bizarre idea. If he confessed something casually, even if he made something up, the doctor would keep him.

I won’t drive myself away.

It's raining heavily.

There was a rumble of thunder in the sky.

The pedestrians on the street were almost invisible. The fat man raised his head. Under the dark night sky, countless raindrops were like arrows, as if they would all fall into his eyes.

The bag in his hand was heavy, so he stretched out his hand and opened it.

There was a large overalls that he had worn in the past.

He picked it up and put it on casually, not for any other reason than because he found it annoying to carry it, and he also felt that this bag was cumbersome.

But the moment he put on his work clothes, he touched something very important, which was in the large pocket on the left side.

He slowly took it out, and inside was a brown paper bag the size of an envelope.

Get around the tangled thread.

Inside was a thick stack of money.

It also has a nice perfume smell on it.