Nightmare Attack

Chapter 280 Information
Just when An Xuan had turned around and was about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded behind him. Because of the backlight, he saw a pair of straight legs first.

"I'll go with you." Zuo Jing walked out, "Mr. An."

An Xuan obviously paused, then looked at Zuo Jing's curvy figure with his eyes a few times, nodded after a while and said, "Then there is Miss Lao Zuo."

"polite."

After the figures of An Xuan and Zuo Jing slowly disappeared, the remaining four people no longer hesitated, and started to rush towards the stage last night.

"Doctor." The fat man looked back, forth, left, and right as he spoke, as if he was worried that someone was ambushing them or someone was following them. He didn't continue to say until he found nothing unusual, "I was scared to death just now. I thought those Blood"

"Tang Shirou's?" Jiang Cheng answered indifferently.

The fat man nodded fiercely when he heard the words, "Isn't it? Just now I saw that girl covered..." He made a gesture, which probably meant that the skin was gone, so scary and scary.

Xia Meng has been following behind the two of them. Since she left, her face has become very strange, as if she has not figured out something.

"Don't you find it strange?" Xia Meng said suddenly.

Although she was asking about you, the only person she was looking at was Jiang Cheng.

The fat man blinked, and snorted, "I asked you to ask this, and you told me what's not strange here? Someone just died, or died in that way, and these wicked playthings actually gave us duck blood?!"

"Isn't this a disgusting person?" The fat man said angrily, "I will never eat duck blood again."

Hearing that Jiang Cheng stopped, the fat man didn't pay attention and almost bumped into the doctor.

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Cheng looked at her and asked.

"Could it be?" Looking up, Xia Meng asked in a tentative tone: "There are other things mixed in those duck blood?"

"Human blood." Jiang Cheng said.

Xia Meng nodded.

"I guess not." The fat man licked his lips, as if he was still thinking about it, "At least it tastes like duck blood to me, and it shouldn't be mixed with other messy things."

Hearing this, Xia Meng glanced at the fat man, then turned her gaze to Jiang Cheng's face, obviously asking if what the fat man said was reliable?
"As for the food, I think it's okay." Jiang Cheng thought of the scene when he and the fat man were having hot pot, and nodded.

Hearing the doctor's words, the fat man's neck also stiffened.

"That's weird, NPCs probably wouldn't do such boring things." Xia Meng sighed, "There must be something wrong with it."

"Could it be." Her pupils shrank, as if she had thought of something very important, and the matter itself was incredible.

When meeting Shang Jiangcheng's eyes, Xia Meng suddenly squinted her eyes: "You thought about it too, didn't you?"

Jiang Cheng nodded, "I just thought of it." He stretched out his hand and gestured, "It's just a second faster than you."

The fat man looked at the doctor, then turned his head to look at Xia Meng, feeling that his advantage was lost in an instant, "What do you see?"

"It's in the food box." Xia Meng said with a gloomy face, "It's not necessarily all duck blood."

The fat man froze for a moment, then his eyes straightened, "You mean to say that the nine bowls of duck blood were mixed with a bowl of human blood?"

"Impossible, although the taste of human blood." He looked embarrassed, and then said immediately: "But the taste of duck blood is so special, the difference can still be tasted, right?"

"Hasn't that person eaten duck blood?" The fat man was a little nervous, as if trying to support his guess as much as possible to comfort himself. "

"Maybe the person who ate human blood is a vegetarian, or has a problem with his sense of taste." Jiang Cheng said calmly.

Although the doctor said it seriously, the fat man heard another meaning from it.

Doctors also felt the likelihood of these scenarios was low.

And because the fat man is more interested in food, he pays more attention to the dishes. Most of the dishes in the past two days are meat dishes, and he has not seen anyone deliberately avoiding them.

The fat man swallowed his saliva with a "guji", then there is only one truth left.

Some of them had blood problems after eating, but they didn't say anything, but ate it all mouthful.

After all, when a middle-aged woman collects the bowl, it is empty.

These are some magical teammates.
After the initial discomfort, the fat man began to wonder if it was because the doctor was too strong that the teammates he matched with each time were abnormal.

And this time there is a Xia Meng.

In this difficult mission full of teammates such as orphans, psychopaths, perverts, and pretending madmen, Fatty felt that he was really unworthy of participating.

He was afraid that the doctor would lose points, and he was even more afraid that his teammates would get blood if he didn't pay attention.

The fat man looked around and felt that he seemed to have stabbed the orphan's nest: "Give me a way to survive, family members."

"Tattoo."

An Xuan squinted his eyes and walked in front, the soles of which resembled leather shoes stepped on the cobblestone path, making a pleasant sound.

Zuo Jing followed behind him.

Along the way, the two had no communication.

After they walked to the place where Young Master Huang lived, they chose a secluded place and went straight in.

There is an abandoned rockery there, which seems to have been prepared as a landscape, but was abandoned later, surrounded by weeds half a person's height.

Even if you do something inside, no one will notice.

Hiding behind the rocks, An Xuan stared at Zuo Jing, the weird feeling on his face disappeared, and he became more formal, and suddenly said: "You are too reckless."

He frowned, as if dissatisfied with the latter.

"You should wait for me to leave, grab someone, and follow me in the name of doubting me." An Xuan continued: "Then find an opportunity to pretend to be following me and be found, then lose it, and finally follow me." Get rid of him and meet me at the agreed position."

He paused, "In this way, even if they suspect, they will only suspect me. You can make up anything and point all the doubts at me, so that no one will doubt us."

"I know." Zuo Jing lowered her voice and said, "But according to the information"

"Huh——" An Xuan pursed his lips, stared at the direction they came from through the gap, then looked at Zuo Jing, and said in a solemn tone: "This time the information is wrong, and the problem is not at all the one called Tang Shirou's girl, she is just an ordinary person."

"It really wasn't her." Zuo Jing nodded upon hearing the words, "I didn't think it was like it at first, she didn't have any warning about your methods at all, her sense of smell is too bad."

"Damn it." An Xuan clenched his fists, "The more she behaves like this, the more I think there is something wrong with her. I thought she was hiding some killer trick."

"It's already like this." Zuo Jing patted An Xuan's shoulder, and said comfortingly, "It's more important to complete the task. After all, there is a mistake in the intelligence, and the higher-ups can understand it."

"Are there any suspects on your side?" An Xuan took a deep breath and asked with his head tilted.

(End of this chapter)