Nightmare Attack

Chapter 276 Enough
Finally, they heard seven drums beating, the mist on the lake slowly dissipated, the moonlight covered the lake, and the whole lake gave people a sense of deathly silence.

Everything is gone.

Like it never happened.

The only change is that Tang Shirou is gone.

"It's over." Zuo Jing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her tone, but it sounded like there were some emotions other than loss. She turned her body and said to An Xuan and the others: "Come and have a look, we found out What."

Pushing aside a few bundles of firewood piled up in the corner of the hidden wall, An Xuan leaned over, and under the moonlight, he saw a person huddled in the corner of the wall.

His hands and feet were bound, and a ball was stuffed in his mouth. When he saw someone approaching, he kept making whining noises, and then moved his body, trying to get inside as much as possible.

"This is." Qin Jian looked at this man with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"We caught it just now." Zuo Jing stared at this person and explained: "Shortly after you left, this door was suddenly locked. When we were discussing how to get out, we heard movement nearby. He followed the sound and found him."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Jing took a look at Fatty intentionally, and said seriously, "If Brother Wang wasn't flexible, he would have almost escaped."

An Xuan turned his head to look at Fatty, and looked up and down at Fatty's broad body.

The fat man stared at him with very confident eyes, looking very powerful and powerful.

"Thank you, brother Wang." An Xuan said.

"Small things."

"This door was locked by this guy?" It was Yuqi who spoke. He was terrified by the paper man in the sedan chair before, but now he has recovered a little, but his voice sounded very unconvincing.

"Probably not." Xia Meng replied. After she finished speaking, she pointed to the location by the lake, which was in two directions from the door. "We found him in the bushes by the lake."

"Have you been interrogated?" After a while, An Xuan asked suddenly.

Hearing this, Zuo Jing's face became a little strange, "This person seems to have some brain problems, he has been silent all the time, and judging by his appearance, he has been wandering for a long time."

"Is he a homeless man who ran in from outside?" At this time, Qin Jian could slightly see the clothes on this man's clothes through the light.

His face was also pitch black, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

"It's not like." Shi Liao Zhi said in a low voice, "Although the guards in this house seem to be lax, we will never let a tramp slip in here."

"And you didn't see that when we caught him just now, he was obviously very familiar with the terrain here. If Brother Wang hadn't jumped up and caught him off the broken wall, he would have let him run away."

Hearing this, An Xuan's face gradually became gloomy, and after a while he said, "Is there something wrong with your brain, just try it and you'll know."

He pushed aside the weeds, came to this person, bent his knees and squatted, his dark eyes fixed on the latter's eyes, "I don't have time to waste with you, so I hope you can answer my question honestly."

He stretched out his hand and slowly put it on the opponent's shoulder, with his index finger and middle finger slightly bent, and in the next second, his thumb suddenly exerted force, piercing deeply into the softer place above the oblique collarbone.

The sudden severe pain caused this person to struggle violently, but in front of An Xuan, everything was futile.

Sentencing before asking questions is a common psychological game in torture. The advantage of this is that it can greatly reduce the opponent's meaningless resistance and the time spent on possible deception.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, one can imagine the pain this person suffered.

"That's enough." It was Fatty who spoke, "You didn't ask any questions at all, let him say what, if it were me, I wouldn't tell you a single word!"

Staring at this painful and helpless person, the fat man made up his mind not to feel sorry for him, but in his mind he always connected the torment this person suffered with the fact that he caught him.

And this person doesn't seem to be very old, about twelve or thirteen, and he is still a child.

An Xuan let go of his hand, then tore off the rags from the mouth of the man who was almost curled up in pain, and asked coldly, "What's your name, and what are you doing here?"

"Huh, huh" the man leaned against the wall extremely weakly, staring at An Xuan, panting heavily, the fear in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

"Shouldn't you say it?" An Xuan narrowed his eyes, as if he had already decided that this person was pretending, and then stretched out his hand, wanting to repeat the old trick.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, his hand was suddenly grabbed by the person in front of him, and then he bit it hard.

"what!"

The person who was originally tied up broke free from the rope at some point, and then made a sudden attack. After biting An Xuan, he took advantage of the situation and pushed his head against An Xuan, who was half squatting on the ground and had an unstable center of gravity.

Then he turned around and rushed to the nearby ground, and after a few drills, he disappeared.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and by the time the rest of the people reacted, the person had disappeared.

Xia Meng chased after a few steps, and found a hole the size of a dog's hole under the broken courtyard wall.

It seems that the person escaped from here.

An Xuan grabbed his finger, blood flowed from the crack of the finger, thinking that the bite was not light.

His face trembled slightly because of the severe pain, and his eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone.

The fat man seemed a little gloating, but looking at An Xuan's face, he didn't dare to show it too obviously.

"Why did you let him run away?" Shi Liao Zhi stopped doing it immediately, and shouted at An Xuan: "It took so much effort to catch him, what are you doing?"

Before he was about to say something worse, he was persuaded by the rest of the people.

Although the choreographed play has already been sung, if the quarrel continues, there may be some troubles.

It was said that Young Master Huang was singing an opera at night, but no one in the house wanted to join in the show except them.

Butler Zhou, the middle-aged woman, the black-faced man, the young maid, etc., all did not come.

What's more, Master Huang didn't come either.

In Nuo Da's house, it was as quiet as if everyone had died.

After calming down, everyone simply cleaned up, not daring to delay any longer, and immediately returned to the place of residence along the original road. After closing the door, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was just a wing room, it was a rare comfort at this moment.

After Xia Meng came back, she walked directly to the table, filled a large glass of water for herself, and then gulped it down, as if this could dilute some of the fear accumulated before.

"Save some for me!" Jiang Cheng stared at her and said.

"Doctor." As if he couldn't figure something out, the fat man leaned in front of Jiang Cheng, but before he could ask, Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly became formal: "I don't understand why An Xuan let that person go?"

(End of this chapter)