Nightmare Attack

Chapter 157 Ordinary People
A few seconds later, the footsteps of "tap, tap, tap" came from the stairs. The sound was heavy and muffled, like many pairs of heavy boots hitting it.

They went upstairs.

But now Jiangcheng and Chen Xiaomeng are very passive. They are about to be blocked by the village chief and others in the corridor on the third floor.

Chen Xiaomeng and Jiang Cheng acted almost at the same time, and they ran to room 307, where the door was still open.

The former swung the wooden chair by the table and smashed it directly at the window. After the ear-piercing shattering sound, the wooden chair broke out of the window and fell heavily on the street outside the window with a "bang".

There were people coming and going on the street, Chen Xiaomeng hoped to attract the attention of passers-by.

But when she looked out from the broken window frame, her heart turned cold for a moment. There were still people on the road, but no one noticed what happened just now.

The vendors on the street were still hawking, and two women with vegetable baskets passed by the wooden chair, as if they were unaware of the wooden chair left in the middle of the road.

This is so weird.

But this is a nightmare, a place that cannot be guessed by common sense.

Jiang Cheng pulled off the quilt vigorously, then picked up the kerosene lamp, and rushed back to the corridor.

Chen Xiaomeng also rushed out with him. After all, both of them knew that it would be worse to be trapped in the room.

At this time, several men with big arms and round waists also rushed out from the stairs, about 5 or 6 of them, all of them were dark skinned, the leader had a beard, triangular eyes, and a fierce face.

Jiang Cheng recognized the two people behind, and when the village chief led the team to put out the fire at the Qian Family Ancestral Hall, these two people followed in the team.

It's just that the appearance of these people is a bit miserable, they are disheveled, and their bodies are covered with tiny bloodstains.

The man on the right side of the bearded man had blood on half of his leg, but he simply wrapped a cloth strip a few times before the blood continued to ooze out.

When they stared at Jiang Cheng, there was killing intent in their eyes, but when they looked at Chen Xiaomeng, that killing intent suddenly dissipated, and turned into a primitive desire.

Chen Xiaomeng clenched the wooden hairpin in her hand.

"Third boy!"

A voice came from behind the stairs, as if suppressing extreme anger.

The village chief appeared on the stairs supported by someone, and it was not someone else who supported the village chief. It was the tall, dark-skinned man whom Jiang Cheng had stuffed him with a steamed bun.

The crowd dispersed, and the village head stood in the middle with an extremely ugly face. His pretended kindness was replaced by a ferocious look. Now he only wanted to tear Jiangcheng into pieces.

That woman had to die too, the village chief stared at Chen Xiaomeng.

but not now.

"Father," the head of the bearded man's eyes were bloodshot, "the eldest brother was killed by them, and the second brother was also seriously injured."

The village chief, whose real name is Qian Jianguo, gritted his teeth and said, "Your fourth uncle was also killed by them, fuck me! Kill that man, and the woman will take him back!"

"Whoever kills that man, the woman is his!"

Hearing this, the men roared and rushed forward as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Although there were injuries on their bodies, the toughness of the mountain people was undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Their eyes were wide open, their black and white pupils were bloodshot, and they didn't even have weapons in their hands.

Maybe it's because I think it's useless to deal with so few ordinary people.

But Jiang Cheng and Chen Xiaomeng were not ordinary people they could understand. The space in the corridor was small and could only accommodate three people side by side, so no matter how many people there were in the village chief, they could only rush up to a few people at the same time.

A muscular man dressed in a brown cloth slammed his fists at Jiangcheng with vigor and vigor.

In his impression, the thin man in front of him would pass out even if he didn't die after being punched by him.

But just when he thought he was sure of winning, the man in front of him faltered and barely avoided the punch, and then a cold light flashed before his eyes.

His movements froze, and then the throat gradually became slightly hot, and then it suddenly split open, a large amount of scalding blood splashed out, even onto the ceiling.

The vitality in the man's eyes disappeared quickly, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and fell to the ground the next second, never getting up again.

There was a bright red mark on the polished iron piece in Jiang Cheng's hand.

All this happened in an instant, so that another dark man who rushed towards Jiangcheng didn't see what was going on at all.

He swung his strong arm and smashed towards Jiangcheng sideways.

He bent his elbow to block, but Jiang Cheng didn't even dodge it, and he just took a blow from the man.

After this blow, Jiang Cheng was fine, but the man's expression changed instantly, he felt as if he had been hit on a tree.

At the moment of hesitation, Jiang Cheng stepped forward and hit the man's chest hard with an elbow.

The man's whole body became light and light, as if he had been hit by a battering ram. His whole body was almost blown away by a huge force, and he hit the wall behind him heavily.

Cardiac arrest, mind blank.

Along his clothes, something fell down.

It looked like a fragment of a piece of clothing, black, with elegant lace edges, and the exquisite workmanship was not a product of this era.

Jiang Cheng's hand that had already stabbed the man's heart stopped suddenly.

An indescribable feeling permeated Jiang Cheng's eyes, and took the initiative in an instant. His pupils shrank slightly, and his black and white eyes were like dots of ink.

A cold light flashed, and the man who slumped on the ground lost his right hand.

Just when he was about to cry out, the iron piece was inserted into the joint of his arm and shoulder without any mistakes, deeply embedded in the bone seam of the shoulder joint.

The cartilage tissue was destroyed, and Jiang Cheng didn't let go of his strength, so that he kept making "creaking" sounds.

The screams echoed in his ears, and Jiang Cheng wiped the blood spattered on his face with his backhand.

On the other side, Chen Xiaomeng also solved her opponent.

It was the bearded man.

Listening to their conversation, the bearded man is the son of the village chief.

The target of the man rushing over was Chen Xiaomeng, but he didn't expect that Chen Xiaomeng was not one of those weak women who could only cry and cry. After a few moves, the latter precisely broke his tendons and hamstrings.

The current man is like a useless person, limp on the ground.

"Third boy!"

The village chief's eyes were bleeding.

He had only three sons in total. The eldest son stepped on a landmine and was killed on the way here. The second son was also affected by the explosion and seriously injured his lower body.
"Dad save..., ah!!"

Before the bearded man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a scream.

Chen Xiaomeng crushed his thumb, then slowly twisted it with the heel of his shoe.

The three muscular men were instantly dealt with by the two. This was beyond the expectation of the village chief and anyone he brought.

Although they are numerous and powerful at the moment, but after all, the son is in his hands, and the village head dare not act rashly, for fear that the other party will be killed and the net will be broken, and the family who has been tossed by ghosts enough will end their heir.

The next second, under everyone's shocked gaze, Jiang Cheng, who was expressionless, picked up the man who was sitting on the ground, grabbed his head with his hands, and slammed it hard against the wall.

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