Nightmare Attack

Looking back, they saw that the alley they came from had disappeared, and behind them was a tavern with a few tables of customers sitting sparsely inside.

The waiter with a rag on his shoulder was busy refilling the tea and pouring water with a diligent look on his face.

There were many people walking around nearby. The sun was setting in the west. It was considered the busiest time of the day on the street. Some vendors who were anxious to close their stalls and go home shouted loudly, hoping to sell their goods as soon as possible.

Just when everyone's tense nerves were a little relieved, Chen Qiang's figure swayed, and then he fell to the ground.

Pi Ruan's face turned pale when he saw this scene. He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Contrary to the expected result, Chen Qiang did not die on the spot and turned into a corpse with a strange smile.

From everyone's perspective, he closed his eyes tightly, his body was shaking violently, his chest was rising and falling, and his breathing was rapid.

He didn't die, it was more like he had used some unknown method to force himself out of the nightmare, causing the backlash.

"It's amazing." Zhao Xingguo sighed with an inexplicable tone: "I didn't expect this little brother to have such a method."

His words were obviously directed at Jiang Cheng. Luo He was a member of the Night Watch, so some of his methods were not surprising, but the people in Jiang Cheng looked like they were no ordinary people.

"Hey! What's going on?" Seeing someone fall, someone came over on the street. She was an old woman selling roasted sweet potatoes. The stall was not far from them.

With a dark face and fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, the aunt knelt down and wiped her slag-stained hands on her apron before reaching out and pushing Chen Qiang, "Wake up, how are you?"

Chen Qiang's body curled up into a ball, as if he was enduring great pain.

Soon, a few more people came over, including kind-hearted pedestrians passing by on the street, and vendors who, like the aunt, had set up stalls nearby.

In the end, even the proprietress of the tavern ran out and shouted: "Whose sick man is this? Carry it away quickly, don't affect my business!"

The landlady waved her hands in disgust, looking fierce.

"What are you talking about? This person is so sick." A very young woman immediately replied, "Do you still have any sympathy?"

"I just want to make money." The proprietress rolled her eyes and seemed to suddenly think of something. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "If you really want to do that, take this pretty boy into your home. I said you are protecting him like this. You two Is there an affair between them?”

"You're talking nonsense!" The woman was anxious and angry. If someone hadn't stopped her, she would have started a fight.

At this time, the first aunt who appeared noticed the people in Jiangcheng. The distance between them was not far, only about 5 or 6 meters.

The aunt looked Jiang Cheng up and down with cloudy eyes. After a few seconds, she asked in a tentative tone: "Young man, do you know him?"

"I don't know." Jiang Cheng replied neatly.

The moment he heard Jiang Cheng's answer, the fat man's face trembled. Then, he seemed to realize something, and his eyes looked around with a hint of vigilance, and his thick neck retracted.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find anything unusual.

People nearby were busy with their own business, and the guests in the tavern were in high spirits, with peanuts for drinking scattered on the table.

There were vendors bargaining with customers around, and the old candy man blower was particularly good at his craftsmanship. He just bent down and handed the candy man in his hand to the children standing aside with admiration written on their faces.

From the fat man's perspective, he could even feel the joy from the heart of the child who took over the candy man.

Is all this

"Oh, what should I do?" The aunt was kind-hearted. She squatted in front of Chen Qiang, who had a face full of pain, with concern written all over her face. After a moment, she raised her head again and looked at the people in Jiangcheng with pleading eyes, " How about this, please help me, my body has suffered from a disease a few years ago, and I don’t dare to use too much force. Please help me carry him to my home. "

"There is a local doctor there, maybe there is a way." The aunt's eyes were genuine. Looking at her with these eyes, the fat man even felt dazed for a moment.

Just when his consciousness gradually blurred, his mouth opened, and he instinctively wanted to agree, he suddenly felt a sharp pain under his arm.

Suddenly coming back to his senses, he found Pi Ruan's hand tightly grasping his arm.

After feeling the fat man's doubtful gaze, Pi Ruan grimaced and squeezed out a few words with trembling lips: "I'm afraid, Brother Fugui, you can't leave me."

Before he could think about it, he heard a familiar voice, with a hint of indifference, "We don't know him at all, why should we help?" Jiang Cheng asked very calmly.

"This is to save people. After all, he is one of our compatriots." said the woman who had almost had a conflict with the tavern proprietress because of her damaged reputation.

She looked very angry, and seemed to classify Jiang Cheng and the landlady as the same type of people, both extremely selfish people.

"Yeah, you don't have to do anything. You're just helping to carry someone." Someone nearby agreed casually, "Just do good deeds and accumulate merit."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the man and said in a tone that was not choking at all: "Then you can come." After saying that, he didn't stop anymore, turned around and walked around these people, and left.

Chen Qiang was left lying on the ground alone, still twitching from time to time.

After walking far away, they turned around a corner. The moment their figures disappeared around the corner, the street they had just walked through suddenly became quiet.

No, the word quiet can no longer be used to describe it, it should be silence!

Whether it is pedestrians on the street, merchants haggling just now, men punching each other while drinking in the pub, or beggars begging at the alley.

Even the kind-hearted aunt just now, a young woman with a strong sense of justice.

At this moment, they all stopped at the same time, turned their heads, and looked stiffly in the direction where Jiang Cheng and others disappeared. Dozens or hundreds of eyes were all looking in the same direction. The scene was silent and strange.

After a while, it was like a switch was turned on, and strange smiling faces appeared on their faces.

The fat man swallowed his saliva after his train of thought was interrupted. He had many questions in his mind, but the doctor was caught in the middle by Zhao Xingguo and Fu Fu, so it was inconvenient to ask him some questions directly.

He was curious, why did the doctor conclude that there was something wrong with Chen Qiang after he fainted?

At least until now, except for the extreme attitudes of the people around him, he hasn't seen any problems.

"It's not Chen Qiang's problem." came a long voice.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head and saw Lin Wan'er's side face, "The problem was the street just now. We have seen everyone who has appeared on the street."

"In those pictures on the wall in the photo studio."

Lin Wan'er's cold voice was devoid of any emotion.