Nightmare Attack

Chapter 254 Architecture
It was the driver just now.

He is Qin Dongguo.

The one who should have disappeared.

And the taxi that drove them just now, according to Pi Ruan, that car is still being used as evidence and held in the hands of the trace inspection team of the police, how could it appear here.

It also happened to be loaded with them.

Coincidence?
The body trembled uncontrollably, the fatty's teeth were trembling, what happened just now was much more terrifying than a nightmare, not because of anything else, just because... this is reality.

It belongs to their real world!

Instead of the weird time and space behind the black iron door that can only be pushed open after a deep sleep.

He had a strange feeling in his heart that he didn't know if it could be called a premonition. The barrier between dreams and reality seemed to be being eroded by something.

The line between the two is becoming increasingly blurred.

Without restricting it, the result of letting it develop is that one day, those ghost things in the nightmare will come to the world.

Just like what happened just now.

He couldn't imagine it at all. No, he didn't dare, and he forced himself not to think about it.

If the doctor didn't stop, but let the "person" named Qin Dongguo keep driving, following the car that didn't even know whether it really existed in this time and space, what kind of place would they eventually arrive at? place.

At the end...will there also be a jet-black door?

Or hide the unknown above their consciousness.

He still remembers the feeling of sitting in that car.

It's like being in an ice cellar, and the sun has no temperature.

That's not how the world should feel.

What the middle-aged man said to the doctor suddenly appeared in the fat man's mind at this moment, like a needle piercing directly from the back of the head, cold, sudden, but extremely clear.

It was clearly as if the middle-aged man was standing in front of him at this moment.

"There is also a small group of people at the end," said the middle-aged man: "their proportion is so small that we almost ignored it at the beginning."

"They will be chosen by Crimson." Leaning forward, the middle-aged man said hoarsely, "chosen to invade this world."

The fat man's throat rolled violently a few times, his mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he chose to close his mouth.

On the opposite side, the doctor has already picked up the phone.

"Shut up," the doctor said in a calm tone the moment he connected the phone, "Send a car to pick us up immediately, and I've already sent you the location." He paused and continued: " Come here in person, if I don't see you in the car, all previous agreements will be voided."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Cheng hung up the phone.

He didn't seem to intend to listen to the other person at all.

At this moment, the fat man wisely closed his mouth, because the doctor was obviously in a bad mood right now, and in his memory, he had hardly seen a doctor like this.

Especially since he also knew who the doctor was calling.

That middle-aged man.

Brought by Chen Xiaomeng.

In less than 20 minutes, or even shorter, an unremarkable black car suddenly stopped in front of them. The driver obviously had good driving skills and the parking position was just right.

Jiang Cheng took a step forward and opened the co-pilot's door, then sat on it.

The fat man froze for a moment, and after realizing it, he opened the rear door, but just as he was about to get in, he suddenly stopped, and then he felt uncomfortable all over.

He swallowed, and his face became ugly. Of course, there was more fear and necessary embarrassment.

Sitting in the back seat was a girl in a baseball uniform and a baseball cap with a neat ponytail tied behind her head.

The girl slanted her legs, her lowered eyes just turned away from Jiang Cheng who got into the car first, and fell on him. A pair of sharp eyes looked him up and down, as if she wanted to dismantle him.

Puckering her lips, Xia Meng patted the seat next to her symbolically, revealing the sharp canine teeth at the corners of her mouth, which seemed to reflect a cold light in the fat man's eyes.

"Come on," she said with a smile, "Fatty."

The fat man's throat rolled violently. He looked at the doctor as if asking for help, but the latter's attention was obviously not on him. In the end, he had no choice but to get into the stolen car.

But he huddled on the edge of the car door very wisely, trying not to have any substantive contact with Xia Meng.

The same goes for eyes.

But Xia Meng approached very enthusiastically, and she pulled out a rope from behind, which was the one for pulling the donkey that she had bought from the cart driver earlier.

Not long ago, it was detained by the police as physical evidence, but now it is back in her hands.

When she came, she had a word with Uncle Gong that Jiangcheng was useful, so she couldn't move for the time being, but this fat man was not within the scope of the agreement. After all, he had done his part to threaten this fat man back then.

She touched the fat man's arm very unreservedly, and the fat man moved away immediately in fright, and then Nuo Da's body was tightly pressed against the car door, with a look on his face that if you touch me again, I will jump out of the car.

The interest on Xia Meng's face became even higher.

Just as she was thinking about it, and the corners of her eyes gradually curved slightly like a fox, Jiang Cheng's voice suddenly came from the co-pilot's position. He hadn't said a word since he got in the car.

So did the middle-aged man driving the car.

The two were silent like two logs.

"Those guys who were after you," Jiang Cheng said, "also came after me."

Hearing that the banter on Xia Meng's face collapsed in an instant, she immediately looked at Jiang Cheng, and the seriousness that had never appeared on her face reappeared. After a long while, she lowered her voice and asked, "What did you say?"

"You heard me clearly, so don't ask nonsense." Jiang Cheng said coldly.

The middle-aged man who was driving seemed very calm. In fact, after he received the call from the latter, he probably guessed it, but he didn't say it.

After Jiangcheng briefly described the reason for the incident, the atmosphere in the car was extremely suppressed.

Something flashed in Xia Meng's eyes. She seemed to want to say something, but before she could speak, she felt a faint gaze passing over her.

Raising his head, he happened to see Uncle Gong's eyes that had just moved away in the rearview mirror.

"They moved faster than I expected," the middle-aged man spoke for the first time, his voice was as unpleasant as ever, and the fat man even frowned.

He turned the steering wheel to the right, and the vehicle entered a very narrow fork.

Apparently few people come here, the road condition is very poor, it is a gravel road with potholes, and the vehicles keep bumping.

After driving a little further, several sacks suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.

It is bulging, with a rough texture on the surface, and it seems to be filled with sand and gravel, but there is no doubt that these sacks are thrown here, and they should be used as roadblocks.

Sure enough, when they saw their car coming, a few young people got out from behind the trees on both sides, and they moved the sacks cleanly without calling.

The vehicle continued to drive forward, and a tall building appeared directly in front of them.

(End of this chapter)