Nightmare Attack

"Tick tock."

There was the sound of water dripping in the room.

Although it was extremely slight, it was still captured by Jiang Cheng and Fatty against the background of absolute silence.

The two of them looked in the direction of the sound of water drops. There was a corner of the room. Due to the light, it was very dark, as if it was separated by a layer of fog.

Jiang Cheng thought for a few seconds, then walked over.

The fat man stretched out his hand as if to stop Jiang Cheng, but in the end he didn't even touch Jiang Cheng's sleeve. He gritted his teeth and chose to follow.

one step, two steps

Fatty's heart rose to his throat.

As the distance got closer, he finally saw clearly the source of the dripping sound, which was a huge mahogany box.

The style is simple, with copper inlays on the four corners. It is estimated to have a history of several decades at least.

In Fatty's memory, the last time he saw a similar box was when he was a child and went to his grandmother's house in the countryside.

"Tick tock."

There was another sound of water dripping.

Following the line of sight, a wooden shelf is placed under the mahogany box, making the box as a whole about 20 centimeters above the ground.

The fat man's sharp eyes saw a puddle of water under the wooden frame at a glance.

No, that's not water, that's a pool of blood!

There was a faint smell of blood coming from the tip of my nose.

Having seen many big scenes, Fatty surprisingly didn't show much fear.

If Su Yu locked them in the room and just wanted to scare them with a pool of blood, Fatty would be completely acceptable.

But apparently not.

Just when the fat man's eyes shifted from the blood to the box, he happened to see a drop of blood seeping out from the bottom of the box, and then slowly dripping into a pool of blood.

Countless tiny blood splashes splattered.

"Tick tock."

Something is bleeding in the box

The fat man stared at the box and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Countless horrific and bizarre scenes slowly unfolded in his mind.

But just as he was hesitating, Jiang Cheng walked up in a few steps and opened the baffle on the box with a clean movement.

Now that the fat man saw it clearly, he gasped uncontrollably.

Inside is Zhen Jianren.

No, it would be more appropriate to say it was Zhen Jianren’s body.

His limbs were irregularly twisted, as if they had been forced in when he was completely unable to resist, and one of his exposed arms was broken at the anti-joint.

But the most terrifying thing is Zhen Jianren's eyes.

Two of his eyes were gone, and the eye sockets turned into two bloody holes, with streams of blood constantly flowing out from the corners of his eyes and the bridge of his nose. The scene was very horrifying.

Just like Li Yanwei, his eyes were gouged out by Chen Yao.

"Doctor," the fat man shrank his neck, his voice trembling, "Why did everyone else have their jaws broken, but he had his eyes gouged out?"

After a while, Jiang Cheng slowly spoke: "His eyes were not gouged out by Chen Yao."

"Huh?" The fat man was stunned for a moment. He looked at Jiang Cheng in confusion, "Doctor, what are you talking about?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng reached into the box and grabbed one of Zhen Jianren's hands.

The fat man saw that his hands were covered with blood, and they were clenched into fists. The fists were relatively large, as if they were holding something inside.

Until Jiang Cheng slowly opened his fingers.

The fat man was looking curiously at his neck. The next second, his face suddenly turned pale, as if his blood had been drained.

He saw two milky white objects in Zhen Jianren's hand.

It's eyeballs! !

One of them slipped mischievously, bounced up after falling to the ground, and rolled towards the fat man with a gurgling sound.

Finally, it hit the fat man's shoe with a "beep" sound.

Not moving anymore.

The fat man was so frightened that he couldn't say a word. His first reaction was that his legs were weak and he wanted to sit on the ground.

But his remaining sense warned him that if he fell to the ground, brother Zhen Jianren's eyes would probably be crushed.

The fat man, who was shivering all over, survived the shock without making any sound or unnecessary movements.

"He did it with his own hands"

Staring at Zhen Jianren's hand, Fatty felt that his cognitive limits had been subverted. He could not imagine what kind of monsters his nominal teammates in the mission were.

terrible

Zhen Jianren, Yu Wen, Zhang Yinyin

The pure self is like a little sheep among them. Although he has the physical advantage, his intelligence, experience, and ruthlessness are no match for him.

As if something suddenly occurred to him, he immediately turned to look at Jiang Cheng and found that the latter was looking at the only remaining eyeball in his hand.

The fat man almost suffocated when he noticed that Jiang Cheng pinched him like a bouncy ball from time to time.

A thought suddenly popped into his mind:

If those teammates were scary monsters, then who was the doctor?

This is the man who clearly arranged those monsters!

Others didn't say it, but they just said that Zhen Jianren was an unlucky kid. He was very cunning when he came here and was discovered by the doctor. Then he was beaten in a targeted manner throughout the whole process.

First, he was frightened by a broken coin so that he couldn't sleep well all night, and then a bloody handprint twice as big was painted on the door, and a rumor was spread that a female ghost had secretly painted him.

His throat rolled, and he glanced sympathetically at Zhen Jianren in the cabinet, who had no chance to live in peace even if he wanted to die, and suddenly felt that this man was quite pitiful.

His qualifications seemed pretty good, but he had no choice but to meet a doctor.

Just after the fat man accidentally glanced at Zhen Jianren's blood-stained hand, he suddenly couldn't look away, and the fingers of that hand trembled slightly.

The fat man just opened his mouth, but he didn't have time to remind Jiang Cheng.

The next second, the hand suddenly shot up and clasped Jiang Cheng's wrist tightly.

"Doctor!" The fat man warned loudly.

Jiang Cheng also seemed to be shocked by such a scene, standing there blankly without moving.

Under the fat man's indescribable fear, Zhen Jianren in the box actually moved his body and slowly stood up in an incredible way.

The fat man suddenly became wise, rounded the mineral water bottle in his hand, and threw it at Zhen Jianren, who had "resurrected from the dead".

It seems that Zhen Jianren, who has turned into a ghost, is the trump card arranged by Su Yu.

Just not sure how he did it.

This blow was extremely accurate, hitting Zhen Jianren's blood-stained head with a "dong" sound.

But after all, it was a mineral water bottle, and its power was limited. All it could do was make his body sway.

Zhen Jianren opened his mouth, and all the blood and tears flowing from his empty eyes poured into his mouth.

Just when the fat man thought he was going to bite it off and end the doctor's legendary experience, an unusually hoarse sound with vague blood bubbles sounded.

"Help me!" Zhen Jianren stood up and said in pain: "I'm not dead yet, cough, cough, I'm still alive!!"

He kept coughing blood bubbles out of his mouth. In a dark and unknown environment, with such a scene and such a sound, it was impossible for people to think calmly.