Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1561 Opening of the copy of the old president

"Don't dare to act, dare not act." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and smiled freely.

Tang Qisheng didn't care about his face anymore, his face was not important to his life, he only hated himself for being dizzy and forgetting about the god of death outside, that was a ruthless character who could kill the president of the night watchman.

"Mr. Tang, my benefactor asks you something." Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

Tang Qisheng walked to the blackboard very consciously, picked up a box of chalk and held it in his hand, "If you don't ask for anything, just ask your benefactor, besides, it's just about folk customs and geomantic omen. This is my old profession, and I love lectures the most." Alright, my hardworking benefactor sit down below."

Jiangcheng's fat man Yao, Shunyu and Li Bai sat on the chair below. Tang Qisheng knew a lot about geomantic omen and folklore, at least better than Li Bai, although Tang Qisheng acted accordingly and had doubts about his character. Shallow, the fat man went to ask for a notebook, and took notes seriously on it.

Some things that Tang Qisheng said were careless, Zhu Jie on the side would also add to everyone. Unknowingly, it was already late at night, and people from Jiangcheng brought supper, and everyone chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

When he heard that the entire building he was in was full of crimson people, Tang Qisheng's face was full of despair, but the fat man comforted him by saying that as long as he didn't get lost at night, he shouldn't encounter those crimson people. And the Crimson members are also friendly most of the time.

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie were placed in the next room on the other side of Jiangcheng, and now the survivors from the previous mission gathered together.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Cheng turned on his mobile phone. Lin Wan'er and Mr. Luo sent messages respectively, saying that they had started to organize special personnel to track down the missing Crimson members. He is carrying out another top-secret plan, and the plan is most likely aimed at his own party. Now it seems that the last president's plan was too hasty, and this plan is likely to be used as a backup plan for the night watchman.

"You mean they will still use those guys to deal with me?" Hearing this, Jiang Cheng actually became a little interested. The old and new crimson fight sounds like a very attractive topic.

"Anyway, Xiaocheng, be careful in everything." Lin Wan'er's voice sounded less optimistic than Jiangcheng's.

At the same time, Lin Wan'er also revealed a top-secret news to Jiangcheng. The current head of the Zhong family has already spoken. They have obtained the exact time and coordinates of the next time the bus will appear in the real world. They have sent people to verify it. Accidents should be fine.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng asked, "If it's true, who do you plan to send into the car?"

"Except for those who need to stay behind to cooperate with cleaning up the remnants of the Night's Watch, all other high-level combat forces must be dispatched. The Crimson Army, the Dark Army, and other major families, as well as the masters recruited by the country, this time I will personally lead Team."

After a pause, Lin Wan'er's voice was full of complexity, "It's been too long, all of this...it's time to end it."

This is a battle of the end, whether it is for them or the Night Watchman, if the old guild is not eliminated, the Night Watchman will make a comeback sooner or later.

He put down his cell phone and lay on the bed. In the silence, he could even hear his own heartbeat. After struggling in the nightmare for so long, he finally waited for the final battle. Too many people fell on the sidelines of this final battle. On the eve of the eve, scenes in the mission world lingered in his mind.

The night gradually deepened, and the exhaustion of the past few days eroded him little by little, as if it was going to drag him down the quagmire, his eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and Jiang Cheng slowly closed his eyes.

This room was still furnished 20 years ago, the bronze wall clock on the wall was still swinging, everything around seemed normal, but at that moment, something changed silently.

Slowly, the second hand of the wall clock seemed to be hindered by some kind of obstacle, and it went slower and slower, until it finally stopped with a click.

The second stopped precisely at 12.

At this moment, the motionless Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, he sat up uncontrollably, his chest was very stuffy, the kind of stuffiness he had never experienced before, he was panting heavily, his lungs seemed to be full of thick smoke.

After walking to the door and opening it, the lights in the corridor went out silently, but the corridor was shrouded in a faint cold light.

Following the opening of my own door, several nearby doors also opened one after another. Fatty, Yao Shunyu, Li Bai, and Tang Qisheng Zhu Jie, the six people came together again.

This time, there was no longer any fear on the faces of the crowd, as if they were all waiting for this moment, and they had been waiting for a long time.

Walking down the stairs, the building was eerily quiet along the way, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty building, as if there were only a few living creatures here.

Pushing open the gate of the guest house, sure enough, the old bus was parked not far from the gate, lonely, and under the rusty appearance, it looked like a terminally ill old man.

Without hesitation, several people walked towards the bus with firm steps, and the door trembled a few times and then opened with a "squeak."

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and got into the car first, followed by Fatty, Yao Shunyu, Li Bai, and finally Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie.

What was different from the past was that this time the fog on the bus had actually dissipated, and the gray mist had disappeared. Standing in their position, they could see the front of the bus at a glance.

And this time, they also saw the weirdness of this car more intuitively. The distance from the door they got into the car to the driver's seat was surprisingly long, and there were at least dozens of rows of seats in the middle.

And these seats are all empty now, the blood stains and splashes all over the ground before have disappeared, as if they have been wiped carefully by someone, but the seats, the windows, and the ceiling are all gone. The scars left by the knives and axes still exist.

Just looking at such scars, one can fully imagine the brutality of the previous battle, but this time, it will only be worse than worse.

After the fat man got in the car, he looked left and right, and his expression gradually became tense. Jiang Cheng understood that he was not afraid, but that he hadn't found Empress Dahe, Huai Yi, Wang Qi and the others.

Yao Shunyu pushed him gently from behind, "Let's go."

The group of people, led by Jiangcheng, walked towards the front of the car step by step. This time, their goal was very clear, which was the driving seat where the old president was.

In the process of leaning on the seat and moving forward a little bit, Jiang Cheng couldn't help being a little dazed. When he first entered the nightmare world, he boarded a bus that looked like a bus. Now, regardless of success or failure, This will be the last time he takes this ghost bus, which seems to complete a cycle in a sense.

(End of this chapter)