Nightmare Attack

As the boss of Pandu Linghu Yong, Zhao Xingguo naturally has two tricks. His biggest reliance is also his biggest secret, which is the door he carries. read

Like Linghu Yong, he is also a disciple.

However, the power of the door in his body is special and cannot directly affect himself. Instead, it can imprison the doors of other disciples, even ghosts, and make their abilities temporarily ineffective.

The prerequisite is that you must touch the other party.

Touch the other person's entity.

Now he stared at the straw man in his hand, and a look of relief appeared on his face covered with cold sweat. It was all over.

After realizing that he was being targeted by a ghost, Zhao Xingguo never wanted to just get out of trouble. What he wanted was to find the ghost's entity as soon as possible and then restrain it.

Only in this way can Pandu and Linghu Yong have a chance to survive.

Therefore, he has been following the ghost's design, always holding back, waiting for the last chance, the chance to kill with one strike!

Fortunately, he finally waited.

At the last moment, he determined the ghost's location and immediately took action to restrain it.

According to his assumption, this place was also a dream arranged by ghosts. After the ghosts were restrained, the dream ended.

This is also the case. The door and the road that had disappeared all appeared. The door was wide open, and the cold moonlight was outside.

Chen Qiang was not interested. Pan Duling and Hu Yong's body should have been taken back to the police station by the police, so his next step was to take the ghost entity to the police station.

Without further ado, he held the straw man in his hand and did not dare to let go for a moment. He turned and walked outside. After passing the corpse straw man hanging above his head, he pulled it open.

After just a few steps, he suddenly stopped, and then, as if he suddenly realized something, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just now he casually pulled away the corpses that were in the way. He couldn't remember the exact number, but there were always three or four, but

He raised his head and saw that there was still some distance to the door, and in front of him, there were still several corpses hanging.

Perhaps because of the light, there were only black outlines left. He counted them one by one, "1, 2, 4, 5!"

5 straw men!

Not a single one was missing. There was a buzz in Zhao Xingguo's head. What was it that he just pulled away? !

His throat rolled, he turned his stiff neck, and slowly turned his head. Just behind his head, a few centimeters from the tip of his nose, a corpse was shaking slightly.

What made Zhao Xingguo even more desperate was that the corpse straw man was wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes, which were very dazzling in the hazy darkness.

They had checked before and found that all the corpse straw men were not wearing shoes, only corresponding clothes.

He raised his head tremblingly, and faced a twisted and weird smiling face, staring down at himself.

The corners of his mouth squirmed and twitched, and his mouth opened at an incredible angle. It was pitch black inside, like a black hole that swallowed everything, "Giggle, Zhao Xingguo!"

"Ah! Ahhh!!"

After a moment of screaming, everything fell silent.

"Zhao Xingguo" Several people were gathered together in the room inside the big car shop. Huaiyi couldn't tell whether it was regret or fear in his eyes.

Fu Fu sat on the bunk, drinking water. Jiang Cheng sat at the table, holding a thick tea bowl in his hand, and took a sip.

"Zhao Xingguo is dead." Jiang Cheng put down the tea bowl and replied in a tone that left no room for doubt.

The fat man looked very cautious, his chubby face squeezed into a ball. He asked in a serious voice: "Have you seen his body?"

"I didn't see the body, but I saw his portrait." Fu Fu's voice came from another direction, "It's placed next to the portraits of Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Just as they were about to leave, they suddenly caught a glimpse of two more black and white photos next to Master Feng's portrait.

One is of Zhao Xingguo, and the other is of the young man who let them into Feng Mansion.

It was precisely because of the appearance of another photo that Jiang Cheng and the others immediately gave up their plan to meet the young man at the gate.

Things have become very clear. The young man is dead, just like Pan Duling, Hu Yong and the others. The person who appeared before is a ghost.

Hearing this, the fat man sighed and said, "It's a pity. I didn't find anything, so I didn't tell you, and I got another teammate."

Now including the imprisoned Luo He, they have lost five teammates.

Pan Du, Linghu Yong, Chen Qiang, plus Zhao Xingguo.

Of the original three teams, one team has now been completely wiped out.

"You haven't seen the other people's photos, have you?" Huai Yi glanced to one side, as if pointing.

The kettle in Fu Fu's hand hit the wooden board at the edge of the bunk with a bang, and water splashed out. "Damn it, he can't even die if you die!" Fu Fu cursed.

Since returning from the fight, Fu Fu's temper has become more and more violent. Everyone could tolerate it before, but now, it is really too much.

Huaiyi is not without temper, but he has changed a lot after meeting Jiang Cheng.

But being yelled at by a little girl one after another made even the best-tempered person unable to bear it.

As soon as the blood energy came to his head, the previous fear of Luo He and the night watchman was all forgotten. "Who are you talking about?!" Huai Yi slapped the table, pointed at Fu Fu and shouted.

"It's you I'm talking about! What do you think?!" Unexpectedly, Fu Fu stood up immediately and shouted louder than him.

"What are you saying? Calm down, calm down." Pi Ruan rushed over to smooth things over. In the end, it was Fatty Pi Ruan who persuaded everyone, and the scene became quiet.

During this process, Jiang Cheng did not interrupt, let alone express an opinion, because another thing attracted his attention.

It has nothing to do with ghosts.

It's Fu Fu.

Although he hangs out in nightclubs, Jiang Cheng always thinks that his main job is as a psychiatrist. Judging from his many years of experience in practicing medicine, Fu Fu has a very weird personality.

She seemed to have a bad temper. She often got angry over trivial things, behaved rudely, and cursed people all the time. But Jiang Cheng always had the feeling that deep down in her heart she didn't actually want to be like this, but something was disturbing her. , so that she had to do this.

If she cannot vent her anger in time and it accumulates in her body, it will have dire consequences.

"It's scary." Jiang Cheng frowned as if he was belatedly aware of it, "Why do I feel scary?"

"And why do you think she was forced to have a bad temper and that her bad temper was not her intention?"

"Also, why must there be something disturbing her?"

In Jiang Cheng's memory, he had never met Fu Fu, let alone knew anything about her, but subconsciously, deep in his brain, he had already analyzed it in advance and given the results.

After coming to this world, some strange and even absurd pictures appeared in the depths of Jiang Cheng's mind from time to time, as if the locks in his memory were loosened.