Nightmare Attack

Chapter 222

After he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng took the initiative to walk towards the Shimen. He had just taken two steps before turning his head, staring at Chen Ran, and said, "Brother Chen, don't you want to go and have a look together?"

Chen Ran licked his lips, and replied with a smile: "If Brother Hao is willing to take his hand out of his pocket, I don't mind letting you take a look."

Jiang Cheng thought about it for a while, babbled, and reluctantly agreed, "That's it."

He slowly took his hand out of his pocket, and under his muscular forearm was a wooden dagger.

Chen Ran couldn't help laughing.

Jiangcheng is also.

Two very good-looking young men looked at each other and smiled in the room lit only by the flame in the middle.

The flames reflected the figures of the two on the wall, and with the wind blowing in from nowhere, the figures trembled slightly, and the scene was even a little ambiguous for a while.

"Don't mind." Jiang Cheng moved his shoulders slightly, held the dagger upside down, shook it and said, "This dagger was given to me by Su Xiaoxiao, probably because she has always had a crush on me and didn't want anything to happen to me."

Chen Ran's eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, he asked softly, "You...have known each other before?"

"No." Jiang Cheng shook his head, his eyes were full of drama, "It's just a dewy marriage, Brother Chen may not know who I am."

He leaned forward slightly, deliberately put on a mysterious look, and whispered: "I don't like women who are too active, I like passive."

He swallowed, and continued to say in a humble tone: "Both men and women are fine."

Squinting her eyes slightly, Chen Ran nodded after a while, "Understood."

Jiang Cheng's eyes widened in astonishment, "What do you understand? You didn't want to." His mouth became O-shaped, and his eyes kept looking up and down on Chen Ran.

After a long time, Chen Ran spoke again: "Brother Hao won't consider my proposal again?"

"I can't help it," Jiang Cheng spread his hands rascally, "You know the relationship between that fat man and me, how can I accommodate you?"

"How about." Jiang Cheng swallowed, and tentatively said cautiously: "Brother Chen, you will stay with me for two nights first, and I will inspect the goods first?"

Chen Ran took a deep breath, and slowly withdrew his hands from his pockets, "Don't bother Brother Hao," he said with a smile, "It seems that it's easier to pack the two of you together."

"uh-huh."

When Chen Ran slowly opened his hands, Jiang Cheng's expression suddenly turned awkward. He saw that the opponent had a dagger in each of his hands, and the workmanship and length were obviously better than the one in his own.

In contrast, the one in my hand is like a stall.

"and many more!"

Just a second before Chen Ran was about to attack, Jiang Cheng suddenly gave in.

"I have a proposal," he said righteously: "I think you and I are both good men like fire, which are rare in the world, so I propose that we all throw away the weapons in our hands."

"How about hand-to-hand combat?" Jiang Cheng yelled loudly, "Let's resolve our differences in the most manly way."

Chen Ran ignored him at all and attacked directly.

He had studied systematically from a master who devoted himself to the study of Assassin's thrusting technique, so he grasped the power and timing of the close-up thrusting just right.

And he stabbed out a pair of eyes of the teacher in the duel on the day of his graduation.

He still remembered the last sentence the teacher said as he knelt down on the blood-stained floor. He said that only death is the final destination of an assassin. He thanked his beloved apprentice, but only destroyed his own eyes.

"Goodbye."

Before closing the closed door of the teacher's elegant room, Chen Ran bowed and said.

He is quite sure about dealing with Jiangcheng, but he prefers to watch friends and relatives fight among them, and he likes to watch their hesitant eyes after hearing the proposal.

It's like a pitiful prey.

They need to learn to be in awe, and to learn the determination to give in to everything in the face of life.

His understanding of enlightenment is simple and practical. He never tries to influence them with words. He has no time, and his patience is limited. He is more used to directly destroying their body, will and spirit.

Only in destruction can new life be rebuilt.

That's how clean it is.

He never hoped that the man in front of him would betray his teammates outside, saying this was just a comfort from boredom, and he also wanted to test how many surprises the man in front of him could give him.

On his body, he unexpectedly smelled a special smell.

Chen Ran grinned, it was the smell of deep red.

He is a man qualified to be a disciple.

During the fight, the man who called himself Hao Shuai gave him more and more surprises. He was very strong, but his understanding of daggers was obviously not in place.

The footsteps under the thrust could not keep up.

The balance of victory and defeat was determined from the very beginning, but it was just a little troublesome. He mercifully left wounds on the latter's arms and legs, and the last knife was carved on his face.

Not deep, but there is still blood flowing out slowly.

The windbreaker-like hem was thrown away, and Chen Ran put the knife into the sheath very gracefully. On both sides of the waist, there was a place for inserting the dagger.

"Brother Hao," Chen Ran turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile in his eyes, "Now you still have a chance to consider the suggestion I made before."

He smiled gently, "The agreement between us still counts."

Jiang Cheng was leaning against the wall. He wasn't seriously injured, but it was just that the former didn't try his best. His right hand holding the dagger trembled slightly, and the knife on his right arm precisely cut open the knife he was using to swing the knife. Strong muscles.

"Huh—" He let out a long breath.

Chen Ran tilted her head and stared at him, her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Wait for me a while," Jiang Cheng coughed forcefully twice, as if his throat was blocked by phlegm, "Just 10 minutes."

Chen Ran shook his head slightly, "No."

"That's .5 minutes?"

"It won't work for a minute," Chen Ran looked at him, and said, "Brother Hao, you have to make a choice now, whether you will be the little white mouse or the fat brother outside."

"Oh," he smiled, "don't think about waiting for the fat brother outside to rescue you, he probably has enough troubles of his own."

"You mean the painting you left on the ground outside." Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall, panting heavily, and said, "You should give up that heart, I ruined the painting."

"Because you used the fuel in it, he may be hallucinating for a while, but not for a long time." Because straightening his arms would feel painful, Jiang Cheng raised his chin instead, motioning Chen Ran to look at the flame in the middle .

"It should be almost there." In the next moment, Jiang Cheng suddenly straightened his waist, raised his head, and said loudly to Chen Ran confidently: "I lost to Hao Shuai, are you convinced?"

　The fifth watch is over!

　
(End of this chapter)