Nightmare Attack

Chapter 615 Then you come here

Chapter 615 Then you come here

Looking back, the alley where they came had disappeared, and behind them was a tavern with a few tables of guests sitting sparsely.

The guy with a rag on his shoulder was busy pouring tea and water, with a courteous expression on his face.

There were quite a few people walking back and forth in the vicinity, and the sun was setting, and now it was considered the busiest time of the day on the street. Some vendors who were anxious to close their stalls and go home shouted loudly, hoping to sell their goods earlier.

Just when everyone's tense nerves eased a little, Chen Qiang's figure swayed, and then he fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Pi Ruan's face turned pale, he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Unlike the expected result, Chen Qiang did not die on the spot, but turned into a corpse with a strange smile.

From everyone's point of view, he closed his eyes tightly, his body trembled violently, his chest heaved up and down, and his breathing was short of breath.

He didn't die, it was more like a backlash caused by using some unknown method to forcibly escape from the nightmare.

"It's amazing." Zhao Xingguo said with emotion in an inexplicable tone: "I didn't expect this little brother to have such a means."

His words were obviously aimed at Jiangcheng. Luohe is a member of the night watchman, and some methods are not surprising, but these people in Jiangcheng do not seem to be ordinary people.

"Hey! What's the matter?" Seeing someone fall, someone came over from the street. It was an old lady selling roasted sweet potatoes, and the stall was not far from them.

Her face was dark, and the corners of her eyes were covered with fine wrinkles. The aunt squatted down, first wiped her slag-stained hands on her apron, and then stretched out her hand to push Chen Qiang, "Wake up, how are you?"

Chen Qiang curled up into a ball, as if enduring great pain.

Soon, a few more people came over, some kind-hearted pedestrians passing by on the street, and vendors who were setting up stalls nearby just like my aunt.

In the end, even the lady proprietress of the tavern ran out and shouted: "Whose family is this sick and consumptive, take it away quickly, don't affect my business!"

The proprietress waved her hands in disgust, looking fierce.

"What are you talking about? This person is sick like this." A very young woman immediately replied, "Do you still have any sympathy?"

"I just want to make money." The proprietress rolled her eyes and seemed to think of something suddenly. She put her hips on her hips and said in a strange way: "If you really have the heart, I will take this little boy to your home. I said you protect him so much, you two Is there a leg between them?"

"You are talking nonsense!" The woman was anxious and angry, if there were not someone blocking her, she would have started a fight.

At this time, the first aunt who appeared noticed the people in Jiangcheng. The distance between them was not too far, only about 5 or 6 meters away.

The aunt looked Jiang Cheng up and down with cloudy eyes, and after a few seconds, she asked in a tentative tone: "Young man, do you know him?"

"I don't know." Jiang Cheng replied cleanly.

The moment he heard Jiang Cheng's answer, the fat man's face trembled, and then, as if realizing something, he looked around with a trace of vigilance, and his thick neck shrank back.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find anything unusual.

The people nearby are all busy with their own affairs, the guests in the tavern are having a good time drinking, and the peanuts for drinking are scattered on the table.

The vendors who were bargaining with customers around, the sugar figurine master craftsman was particularly good, just bent down, and handed the sugar figurine in his hand to a child whose face was full of admiration.

From Fatty's point of view, he could even feel the joy from the heart of the child who took over the sugar figurine.

Is it all.

"Oh, what should I do?" The aunt is very kind. She squatted in front of Chen Qiang who was in pain, her face was full of concern. After a while, she raised her head again and looked at the people in Jiangcheng with pleading eyes, " How about this, you help me, my body suffered from a disease a few years ago, and I dare not use too much force, you help me to lift him to my house."

"There is a local doctor there, maybe there is a way." The aunt's eyes were sincere, and the fat man was even in a trance for a moment when he was stared at by these eyes.

Just as his consciousness gradually blurred, his mouth opened, and he instinctively wanted to agree, suddenly there was a sharp pain under his arm.

Suddenly regaining consciousness, he found that Pi Ruan's hand was tightly clutching his arm.

After feeling the fat man's suspicious gaze, Pi Ruan put on a bitter face, and squeezed out a few words with trembling lips: "I'm afraid, Brother Fugui, you can't leave me behind."

Before he could think about it, he heard a familiar voice, with a hint of indifference, "We don't know him at all, why should we help?" Jiang Cheng asked very calmly.

"This is to save people. He is also our compatriot after all." said the woman who had almost had a conflict with the proprietress of the tavern because of her reputation.

She looked very angry, and seemed to classify Jiang Cheng and the proprietress as the same type of people, both of whom were extremely selfish.

"That's right, you don't need to do anything, just help to carry someone." Someone nearby said casually, "Just do good deeds and accumulate virtue."

Jiang Cheng glanced at this person, and said in a tone that didn't choke anyone at all: "Then you come." After finishing speaking, he didn't stop, turned around to avoid these people, and left.

Chen Qiang was left lying on the ground alone, still twitching from time to time.

After walking a long distance, they turned at a corner, and the moment their figures disappeared at the corner, the street they had just walked suddenly became quiet.

No, the word quiet can no longer be used to describe it, it should be. Silent!

Whether it is a pedestrian on the street, a vendor who just bargained, a man fighting for wine in a tavern, or a beggar begging at the entrance of an alley

Even the kind-hearted aunt just now, a young woman with a strong sense of justice.

At this moment, they all stopped at the same time, turned their heads, and stared stiffly at the direction where Jiang Cheng and the others disappeared. Dozens of hundreds of eyes all looked at the same direction in unison. The scene was silent and strange.

After a while, as if a certain switch was turned on, weird smiling faces appeared on their faces.

The fat man who was interrupted from thinking swallowed. He had many questions in his mind, but the doctor was caught in the middle by Zhao Xingguo and Fu Fu, and it was inconvenient to ask some questions directly.

He was very curious, why did the doctor conclude that there was something wrong with Chen Qiang after he passed out?

At least until now, except for the extreme attitude of the people around him, he has not seen any problems for the time being.

"It's not Chen Qiang's problem." A voice came slowly.

The fat man was taken aback, then turned his head slowly, and saw Lin Wan'er's side face, "The problem is that street just now, we have seen all the people who have appeared on the street."

"In those pictures on the wall in the photo studio."

Lin Wan'er's cold voice was devoid of any emotion.

(End of this chapter)