Nightmare Attack

Chapter 423 Questions

Chapter 423 Questions

Wei Jinting picked up the fat man's back collar with one hand, dragged him to the wall, leaned his back against the wall, and then squatted in front of him, picking up the butterfly blade on the ground on the way.

"You can talk quite well." Wei Jinting tried the blade with his hand, then stretched the knife towards the fat man's face, and said with a smile, "Cutting off the tongue as a souvenir, I think you won't mind?"

Pried open the fat man's mouth, and knocked his teeth one by one with a knife. The fat man drooped his head, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

Looks like he really passed out.

Wei Jinting put away the knife, then changed his posture, knees together, and squatted in front of the fat man facing each other.

When looking at Fatty, the pair of light red eyes that were repeatedly hit by despair showed emotions that had never been seen before, as if seeing a long-lost relative.

He slowly stretched out his two hands, first rubbed the fat man's fat face, and then slowly squeezed his face into various shapes.

It's like a naughty child playing with his doting brother.

Big drops of tears poured out of the eyes, mixed with the blood on his face, and after a long time, Wei Jinting's ferocious and crazy face returned to calm.

Slowly spread the fat man's clenched hands, and then put them on his knees, and put them in a comfortable position.

He turned around and leaned against the wall, just like the fat man did, the blood on his back splashed onto the wall, he lost a lot of blood, and his injuries might not be as serious as the broken sacks on the street.

What's even more frightening is that the door in his body has begun to be unable to hold back.

The two stood next to each other, shoulder to shoulder.

In terms of physique alone, Fatty can fit both of them, but at this moment the picture is not inconsistent at all.

"I'll stay here with you." Wei Jinting closed his eyes and murmured, "I'm not going anywhere."

The beautiful butterfly blade was thrown on the ground, and the blade shone with cold light.

"Those who hurt her deserve to die." The voice of the man in black echoed like water, and there seemed to be fluctuations in the air.

"To be honest, I still like you quite a bit. I think we hit it off very well." Jiang Cheng said while raising his hand.

He wanted the man in black to be clear, he didn't have any malicious intentions, they were actually a group.

"Lin Chen is also a good girl." Jiang Cheng looked at Lin Chen who fell on the bed because of overdose of sleeping pills with regretful eyes.

"Li Maoshen and the others didn't die unjustly at all. Even if you don't take action, brothers, I will teach them a lesson." Jiang Cheng seemed to remember what Li Maoshen and others did, and acted very angry.

But after a while, he said without changing his face: "Maybe we have relatively little contact with each other, you don't know me yet, I just can't see good people suffering, and I can't change my hatred of evil!"

"We are quite alike in this respect." Jiang Cheng licked his lips.

"It's not like." Wu's voice came, "You just want to survive when you say these things."

"Everyone wants to live. This question doesn't make any sense." Jiang Cheng said, "You chose to revive Lin Chen earlier, didn't you also want to see her die?"

"It's just that the police came to the door later and some mistakes occurred, which interrupted your plan." Jiang Cheng said.

"You think so?" No answer asked.

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, and asked with a little confidence: "Isn't it?"

After a long silence, the man in black slowly walked over, and the leather shoes hit the ground, making a sound like stepping directly into his heart.

He didn't hurt Jiang Cheng, but focused all his attention on Lin Chen's face. There was no pain on her face, as if she was asleep.

"The second time, I killed her." Wu stretched out his hand and straightened the hair on the forehead of Lin Chen who was on the bed. It seemed that this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, "Why?"

"Because being alive is a kind of torture for her, she never knows how to protect herself." The man in black said indifferently.

As if he had suddenly figured something out, Jiang Cheng's face changed slightly, "So it was you, not Lin Chen, who really killed Li Maoshen and the others."

"You can understand that."

"But as you said, those are meaningless." Wu stood up, holding the bottle of sleeping pills in his hand, and put it on the other side with ease.

"Dead people don't need to ask so many questions." The man in black looked at Jiang Cheng, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the painting, and you can die."

(End of this chapter)