National Dungeon: Invincible from Kung Fu

Chapter 258 What the hell is the truth!
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Zhang Fan wanted to explain that he saw the demon Freddy, and he dragged one away.

However, looking at other people's suspicious eyes, he doubted his explanation, would they believe it?

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the accident happened again.

"call!"

Sweating profusely, Zhang Fan woke up with a start.

Just now, what did he dream about?
Freddie showed up and attacked one of them?
However, why are there so many people around me, what are they doing?
"What's going on? You guys."

But in the next second, he was stunned when he saw the people around him clearly.

He remembered clearly that he was meditating on the bed in the room, and then he might have fallen asleep unknowingly, but now why is he sitting outside with food and water in his hands.

This is not before, before.
"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

The strange situation caused a drop of cold sweat to drip from Zhang Fan's forehead.

"What? Didn't we just come to the inn, and then we discussed about taking turns to watch the night? We have a total of 10 people, how should we allocate them?"

Someone said in confusion.

"Oh, so we just arrived at the inn? Also, there are 10, 10 of us?"

Zhang Fan jumped up suddenly, startling the others.

Turning his head to look at everyone present, Zhang Fan counted them one by one, 1, 2, 3, 4 10.

"Really 10 people?"

Muttering, frowning, Zhang Fan always felt that something was wrong, what did he forget?
I could clearly remember just now, but now I can't remember anything, only a vague impression, and this vague impression quickly dissipated from my mind without a trace.

However, at this moment, a light flashed on Zhang Fan's body, and a special memory emerged in his mind.

There are 11 people in the dungeon, not 10.

10 words represent
The memory in his mind made Zhang Fan break out in a cold sweat. There were 11 of them, not 10.

What about the other person?
Suddenly recalling what happened in the dream just now, could it be...
Zhang Fan's eyes widened, he turned around and looked at the others incredulously, and said, "Don't you remember? When we entered the dungeon, there were 11 people in total, but that guy is gone now. I suspect he might, possible."

However, as soon as he uttered his words, the others looked at him with disgust and at the same time they were a little weird: "What are you talking about? There have always been 10 people in our group since we entered the dungeon. How can there be an 11th person?" ?”

"Did you hallucinate? Or was attacked by the demon Freddy, hahahaha!"

"You're mistaken, my friend. There are only 10 of us. How can there be 11 of us?"

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"No! It's impossible!"

Zhang Fan knew that his memory was correct, but why did the others look confused? Could it be that they really didn't remember the eleventh person?

Or maybe this is a dream, what's wrong?

However, not everyone ignored Zhang Fan's words. Some people frowned and asked Zhang Fan cautiously: "In your memory, there are really 11 of us? But my memory tells me that there are only 10 of us, wrong memory." gone?"

Zhang Fan smiled wryly and shook his head: "Not only are there 11 of us, but I also saw the demon Freddy attack one of us last night, and may have killed him!"

"Hey, hello, last night, we just got here today, okay, what are you talking about!"

Regarding Zhang Fan's words, someone yelled and expressed their dissatisfaction.

Zhang Fan had no choice but to say: "It seems that I have to explain to you what happened last night."

So Zhang Fan told everyone what happened last night, as well as what he had experienced the repeated incidents.

The others were dumbfounded. Today was obviously the first day for the group to come here, and there were only 10 of them, but Zhang Fan just said that there were 11 of them, and today was the second day.

Speechless.

"Feel sorry!"

After hearing Zhang Fan's words, someone said with disdain: "We really seem to have only 10 people, and there is no eleventh person, and I don't agree with you saying that today is the second day, because I clearly remember that I am the first person." Come here once, by the way, you seemed to be asleep just now, and suddenly woke up, did you have a nightmare? Or was it deceived by the devil Freddy?"

Zhang Fan: "."

The others cast doubtful eyes on Zhang Fan again in twos and threes.

After all, among the group of people, only Zhang Fan's memory is different from the others'. Is there something special about him?
Zhang Fan wanted to explain again, but after thinking about it, it seemed that what he said was useless, but in the end he insisted: "I am sure and sure that what I just said cannot be false, so it means that I came into this house yesterday. The inn may have been attacked."

"Although I don't understand that the incident on the first day will happen after I was attacked, I just want to let you know that some kind of accident may have happened to our group, so be careful!"

Zhang Fan knew that he couldn't explain himself, so he could only say these words. Those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't don't need to explain to them.

After all, where in the dungeon is there no dead person?This time will not be an exception.

It's just that I don't know which comes first.

Just after Zhang Fan finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

No one is a fool, they are all thinking about the truth of Zhang Fan's words, so as to judge what the truth is!
"You're right, we are indeed eleven."

After a while, unexpectedly, someone suddenly spoke.

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about? There are 11 of us, so don't talk nonsense, okay?"

"That's right, what nonsense? It's like going crazy, ghosts believe it! Is he bewitched by Freddy?"

"We all remember that there are only 10 people, how can there be 11!"

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The person who spoke just now ignored the others, looked straight at Zhang Fan and said, "You clearly remember that we are 11 people? And what happened just now was repeated, didn't you?"

Zhang Fan nodded heavily after listening to his words.

He was sure and affirmed that his memory would not be wrong. When his group entered the dungeon, there were 11 people.

To be honest, although others denied the existence of the eleventh person at the beginning, and had no impression at all, and his heart was slightly shaken, but now, he insisted.

And, I guess in my heart that the No.11 person may have been.
"Well, such a statement shows one thing!"

Pretending to be profound, the man betrayed him.

The others were taken aback, "What?"

The man said: "We may be in a dream, a dream within a dream, understand?"

The others were all stunned when they heard this, and looked at each other in disbelief.

In the next second, someone was very straightforward, took out a sharp dagger from the storage space, and slashed at his wrist.

"Shh!"

The dark red blood is as bright as a monster.

The guy who cut himself frowned, and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood and said, "It hurts, it's very real, and you can smell the blood. Is this really a dream?"

Then he took out the healing spray and began to clean his wound, all in a nonchalant manner.

(End of this chapter)