Nightmare Attack

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became unnatural. He was squirming and his eyes were wandering, as if he was trying to hide something.

After a while

"Hao Shuai," Zhen Jianren sneered, "Everyone is waiting for you!"

"You didn't go because you were afraid of danger, right?" Zhou Taifu stared at Jiang Cheng. The latter's coy look made him feel more and more likely that his guess was possible, and his voice became louder and even a little harsh, " You promised us!"

At this time, Yu Wen also spoke. She stared at Jiang Cheng and said slowly: "Both groups of us have completed the tasks as agreed. Mr. Hao, you should also comply."

Jiang Cheng's entanglement seemed to have finally come to an end. He gritted his teeth and said, "I, Hao Shuai, are a manly man. I will not change my name in business or my surname in office. Naturally, I will not shirk my promise to you. It's just..."

He turned his head and looked at Zhen Jianren, his expression showing a trace of unbearable inadvertently.

"Ah——!" He sighed, then looked away, and slowly shook his head.

Slowly, his eyes became red.

Everyone looked confused.

The most confused among them was Zhen Jianren, after all, Jiang Cheng looked at him for the last time.

He suddenly thought of the ominous premonition he had before coming.

Is it supposed to be here?

"Why do you see me sighing?" Zhen Jianren began to feel uneasy in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the fat man also came over at this time. He first patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder to express comfort.

Then he slowly looked at Zhen Jianren's position, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"Brother Patronus," Fatty said in a deep tone, "Originally we were not planning to tell you about this, but now that you ask, we won't hide it."

"You." Fatty bit his lip, "Be mentally prepared first."

Zhen Jianren's inner uneasiness was magnified again, but at least he still maintained his superficial calm.

He didn't know what the fat man meant by saying this.

He also sincerely distrusted Jiang Cheng and Fatty.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Zhen Jianren frowned and said sternly: "If you have something to say, just say it. I won't accept your tricks."

Just when Fatty was excitedly about to tell everything Jiang Cheng had said before, a hand stretched out and blocked Fatty's mouth.

"Let me speak," Jiang Cheng's expression improved slightly, but his tone was still sad.

Zhang Yinyin stared at Jiang Cheng in confusion, as if trying to figure out what was underneath this face.

"After we had breakfast, we came to the equipment center. At that time, the door was open and the yard was empty. The old man was not there and there was no one else."

"So we sneaked in quietly, trying to find some clues while no one was around."

"But we went back and forth to find many rooms. There were damaged tables and chairs, basketballs, volleyballs, etc., until" Jiang Cheng paused, looked around warily, and his voice suddenly became lower, "until we found that room. ”

The fat man immediately started to tremble in response, and the whole table began to shake.

With the stories told by Yu Wen and Zhen Jianren as a foreshadowing, the atmosphere became even more bizarre.

"What room?" Zhen Jianren asked softly.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand, indicating not to interrupt him, and he said hesitantly, "The location of that room is extremely secret, and we found it by accident."

His eyes were blank, as if he was reminiscing, "Actually, it can be said that we found it by following our feelings. When we walked near the room, we would suddenly feel palpitations. Both Fatty and I felt."

The fat man trembled even more when he heard this, "Yes, he is right, it felt very strange at that time, as if his heart was being lifted up," he said while touching the position of his heart with a very serious expression.

"We arrived at the room in a zigzag manner. There were two chain locks on the door, which looked very period."

When Yu Wen heard this, she asked: "Is it that kind of thick iron chain? The kind that links one link to another?"

Jiang Cheng nodded at her, "Yes, I think it's what you said."

Yu Wen's expression changed and she didn't continue to say anything.

She suddenly recalled the experience Feng Lan recounted - the two chains locking the gate of Building C.

Could there be some connection between them?

Jiang Cheng continued.

"As we got closer, the feeling of panic became more and more obvious. We gradually slowed down our steps and didn't dare to make any noise."

Jiang Cheng's narration is very specific, giving everyone the illusion of being there.

"That's when we heard an indescribable sound coming from inside."

"Huh?" Zhou Taifu raised his head and said in surprise: "There is a man and a woman inside?"

"No," Jiang Cheng explained, "There was only one woman inside. I saw it through the crack in the door."

"Or it would be more appropriate to say she is a female student," Jiang Cheng continued. "She was wearing a school uniform, but it was very shabby and the style was different from the current one."

"The hair on both sides is hanging down, and the waist is hunched, and the posture is indescribably weird."

"We didn't dare to get close, so we could only hide behind the door and peek from a distance."

"After a while, when the girl left with a completely different pace than ordinary people, we discovered that the reason why she lowered her head was to draw a picture."

"Painting?" Zhen Jianren frowned.

"To be more precise, it's a portrait," Jiang Cheng lowered his voice and turned to look at Zhen Jianren, his eyes gradually changing, "There is a person in the painting."

"who?"

"Who should you ask?" Jiang Cheng corrected.

Zhen Jianren blinked. He didn't understand what Jiang Cheng meant, but in order to know the outcome, he still reluctantly asked: "Who is it?"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and after a few seconds, "The picture above is you."

Like a bombshell suddenly exploded, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhen Jianren's face.

There was surprise, confusion, confusion, and even a hint of schadenfreude.

The unusually rich expressions are superimposed on each face, even blurring the sense of hierarchy between them.

But no matter what, it can't cover up the deepest fear.

At this moment, only fear is the purest!

In a remote and dark room, a ghost is painting a portrait of a person.

It’s chilling to think about.

"Could it be that" Zhou Taifu trembled his lips and looked at Zhen Jianren, "the ghost's next target is him? Anyone who has been painted will die."

Neither Yu Wen nor Zhang Yinyin expressed their opinions, but chose to wait and see.

Zhen Jianren pursed his lips and looked extremely pale. He stared into Jiang Cheng's eyes. After a moment,

He suddenly smiled.

It's the kind of smile that you can't hold back even after you've exerted extreme control.

It started out dull, but as the laughter got louder and louder, it became more and more exaggerated, and even started to sound harsh.

His eyes were full of mockery.

At this time, Yu Wen and Zhang Yinyin also realized the problem, and their eyes gradually turned cold when they looked at Jiang Cheng.

Fatty's heart skipped a beat.

Oops

Too bad

Just when the fat man was in a panic, Jiang Cheng slowly raised his right hand and said in a slow but firm tone -

"That ghost's right hand is twice as big as mine."

The laughter stopped abruptly.