Nightmare Attack

"I'm sorry for causing trouble for you. Google search to read." Huaiyi looked at the increasingly thin figure, trembling his lips. He didn't know if this guy would have a chance to escape if he chose to abandon himself at the beginning.

He really hoped so.

It's better than both of them dying here.

But the reality is that the illusory figure who was knocked to the ground again struggled to get up. As if sensing what Huai Yi was thinking, he turned to look at him. There was a touch of human emotion on the face with unclear features. , as if saying goodbye to myself.

With the last impact, Huaiyi's connection with it was interrupted.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if a piece of him had been dug out, and images kept flashing through his mind. It was Jiang Cheng holding the shaky lamp, resolutely going back to save Wu Shi's back.

And on the edge of the cliff of Gawuzhangde Snow Mountain, Wu squatted down and stretched out his hand towards Jiangcheng.

It is true that the door is a curse, but some people are looking for salvation in the curse.

At this moment, he understood everything, but it was too late.

Halson was already standing in front of him. His cyan palms stretched out and grabbed his neck. He pulled him up and pressed him against the wall. His feet were dangling in the air. He didn't even have the strength to struggle. .

His face was twisted in pain, but the eyes looking at Harson had a contemptuous smile. Although he would die, they won the game in the end.

Brother Jiang and Brother Fugui will leave here alive and return to that small but warm studio. Their lives will continue in that small, home-like place.

His eyes finally dimmed, Huaiyi lowered his head and lost consciousness.

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At the same time, Wu, who was far away in another room, seemed to sense something, his arm trembled slightly, and he slowly loosened Jiang Cheng's hand.

Then he moved his body behind the door slightly out of the way.

Jiang Cheng looked at Wu's eyes, but the latter subconsciously avoided them.

"Crunch——"

A scraping sound came from the corridor, and Jiang Cheng heard it clearly. It was a door that opened.

He reached out and grabbed the door handle. It wasn't until a few seconds later that Jiang Cheng had the courage to open the door a crack. Through the crack, he just saw Harson and the body dragged behind him.

Huaiyi is dead.

The first time Jiang Cheng saw the corpse, he confirmed this fact. Huaiyi's head hung weakly on the ground, his neck twisted. Halson broke his neck, leaving him no chance.

Anger, regret, and a strong desire for revenge, wanting to cut Halson into pieces. These emotions that should have appeared stopped at this moment. Jiang Cheng watched silently as Halson dragged Huaiyi's body. He just stood there. Behind the door, there was an indifferent silence.

It's too late, no matter what he does now, he can't change the outcome.

Wu stood beside him, and the two of them seemed to be watching a silent movie.

There was only the friction sound of dragging heavy objects in the entire corridor. Halson walked very slowly, as if he was deliberately doing all this to show someone.

This is bait. Not only will it be useless to snatch the body now, but you will also be attacked by Halson.

It wasn't that Jiang Cheng didn't dare, it was just that he thought that if Huaiyi was still conscious, he definitely wouldn't want to do that.

What he hopes is that he and Fatty can live well.

Another door not far from Jiangcheng opened. It was also a small gap. Through the gap, you could see the expression on half of the fat man's face gradually changed from confusion to fear, and finally turned red. It was difficult to suppress it. The anger finally broke out, "Huaiyi!!"

Jiang Cheng immediately opened the door and rushed out, but it was still a step too late. The fat man raised a large vase behind the door and smashed it at Harson.

Fortunately, the vase was caught by Wu in mid-air.

"Fat man!" Jiang Cheng rushed over and hugged him, "Listen to me, don't be impulsive, Huaiyi..."

The fat man couldn't listen to Jiang Cheng's words at all. He only knew that if he didn't stop Halson, Huaiyi would be dragged away by him and taken into the room full of corpses.

"What on earth is going on?" The fat man grabbed Jiang Cheng's arm, his tongue trembling with anxiety. He couldn't figure out why Halson came to Huaiyi.

Seeing Wu Zai, a light of hope appeared in Fatty's eyes. He grabbed Jiang Cheng's arm, "Doctor, hurry up, let's save people quickly, please beg him, he can save Brother Huaiyi, he will definitely be able to!" "

"Fat Man" Jiang Cheng grabbed his shoulder, worried that if he let go, he would rush forward regardless. Looking into Fat Man's expectant eyes, Jiang Cheng really couldn't say what he said next.

"It's too late." A line of words appeared on the wall beside the fat man, and Wu just looked at him with calm and firm eyes.

The fat man's body started to tremble.

"Fat man, cheer up. Huaiyi...he's dead. He's the one in the second room. He lied to us." Jiang Cheng turned to look at Huaiyi's body and his voice became more subdued, "If he is still conscious, he He definitely doesn’t want to see you like this, he wants the two of us to live well.”

"Dead..." The fat man suddenly staggered backward, but Jiang Cheng caught him and kept him from falling.

Looking at Huai Yi's motionless body, it took a long time for Fatty to accept the fact. Big tears poured out of his eyes. His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

The two people followed Halson and watched him drag Huaiyi's body away from the corridor and to the stairs. Every time Huaiyi's body bumped on the stairs, the fat man's shoulders shook.

The fat man didn't know what he was doing. He was completely dragged away by the doctor, and his mind went blank. Only the words "he is dead" echoed repeatedly.

Wu followed the two of them, while the fat man was stumbling. Jiang Cheng supported him and looked at the two people's lost looks. He didn't get too close because he couldn't do anything.

Arriving at the third floor corridor, sure enough, a door appeared at the end of the corridor.

The moment he saw the door, Jiang Cheng was stunned, and then an unspeakable anger and regret surged into his heart. The door was not on the wall at the end, at least not to be precise.

It's in the painting.

The old oil painting hanging on the wall.

Now Jiang Cheng finally realized where the strange feeling of familiarity came from when facing the painting left by the psychic. It was the oil painting in front of him!

The two paintings were almost the same. The only difference was that this painting was larger. More importantly, the painting was hung upside down on the wall, and it was covered with a layer of dust. He did not recognize it.

If he had been more serious at that time, he might have been able to understand the mystery and Huai Yi would not have died.

But now, it was too late to say anything. He could only watch Halson dragging Huaiyi's body into the dark wooden door in the painting.

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