Nightmare Attack

Chapter 340 What a pity
"An Xuan?" The fat man asked in surprise.

Jiang Cheng is still painting and drawing, now An Xuan's face is just taking shape, he needs to be more detailed, otherwise it will be very inconvenient.

"Doctor." Fatty looked at Jiang Cheng, and immediately said, "Isn't he a night watchman? Besides, he's already dead."

"Did you see him die?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The fat man heard a hint of displeasure in the doctor's tone, and swallowed the next words with interest.

When the doctor finished the painting completely, the fat man asked in a low voice, "Didn't he be left behind by You Qi?" He licked his lips, "Can he survive like this?"

"I didn't say he was Crimson, but I just think it's a pity that someone with such means died." Jiang Cheng picked up the drawing paper and shook it, standing in front of his eyes.

Hearing this, the fat man nodded repeatedly, "It's true, doctor, this An Xuan is very powerful. I heard you describe You Qi's appearance at that time, and I thought..."

Seeming to have thought of something suddenly, the fat man said worriedly: "Doctor, don't you still want to find An Xuan?"

After a while, he added worryingly: "Doctor, I'm not talking too much, you can use Piruan to find someone like Chen Qiang, but An Xuan is a night watchman, although we don't know how powerful this night watchman organization is." , but no matter how you look at it, it’s better than Xia Meng’s group.”

Staring at the studio that had been turned into a mess because Xia Meng and his gang found it, the fat man swallowed and persuaded in a low voice, "I suggest you don't play with fire."

Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at Fatty. The calmness in his eyes made him restless. After a while——

"Don't be nervous." Jiang Cheng shook his shoulders, "I'm just keeping it as a souvenir, maybe he's already dead."

The fat man heaved a sigh of relief, then went to get another cup, poured himself a glass of water, and gulped it down, only to feel that the pressure on his heart felt better.

"Go to sleep." Jiang Cheng stood up and stretched his waist.

Although in reality, they only struggled for less than a day, but in the nightmare, a long time had passed.

Nightmares can only make up for physical strength and physical injuries, but the spirit and brain power consumed by maintaining tension all the time cannot be repaired.

For today's fat people, they can fall asleep with a pillow.

Hearing what the doctor said, the fat man couldn't help feeling drowsy, but just to be on the safe side, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "Doctor, nothing will happen tonight?"

"probably not."

After answering the fat man's question, Jiang Cheng went into the bedroom and fell asleep. He habitually wanted to close the door casually, but after seeing the fat man's pitiful chirping face, he opened the door anyway.

He simply changed into clean clothes and lay down on the mattress.

The quilt is pulled up to the chin.

The sleeping position is very peaceful.

He's not in the habit of sleeping in bed, never has been.

He didn't like the feeling of being empty beneath him.

The fat man thought for a while, and in the end he remained the same, moved the sofa to the door of the doctor's bedroom, and lay down on it.

From the doctor's point of view, he could just see a large head lying across the door.

Fatty hugged himself and fell asleep contentedly.

Early the next morning, the fat man was woken up by the sun. He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the mattress not far away was empty.

The doctor is gone.

In a moment he was awake.

"Doctor." The fat man searched upstairs but couldn't find it, so he hurried downstairs to look for it. As soon as he got to the stairs, he started calling, "Doctor, where are you?"

Fortunately, as soon as I went downstairs, I bumped into the doctor holding her with both hands, and stood up from the ground.

Seeing the rise and fall of his chest, the fat man thought he should be exercising just now.

He had seen the doctor do push-ups with one hand, and he was very envious of the slightly raised muscle lines on the latter's body.

"Doctor, have you eaten yet?" The fat man asked hastily.

"Ah."

The fat man rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen. "The doctor troubled you to rest for a while. I'll wash up first, and then I'll cook right away."

After going to the bathroom and washing his face, Jiang Cheng dried his hands, walked to the desk, turned on the computer, and tapped the keyboard with his slender and powerful fingers, making a crisp sound.

"Hello." Jiang Cheng answered the phone.

"Doctor Jiang, it's me!" Pi Ruan's enthusiastic voice came from the microphone, he was always so energetic, "Are you busy?"

"I'm in the studio."

"Great, I'll go right away." Pi Ruan said.

While staring at the computer, Jiang Cheng said in a long voice, "I just got up."

After a while—

"Oh, what a coincidence!" Pi Ruan immediately said: "I just woke up too, I haven't had breakfast yet, Doctor Jiang, it's not convenient for you to accompany me briefly."

He laughed along with him, if the fat man was by the phone, he would be able to imagine Pi Ruan's flattering look.

"Then make some casually." Jiang Cheng tapped the keyboard with one hand, and said casually, "It's fine as usual."

"Okay, Doctor Jiang, I'll be there right away." Pi Ruan said quickly.

"and many more!"

Pi Ruan, who was about to call to notify the hotel of the preparations, immediately put the phone back to his ear, "Doctor Jiang." He asked respectfully, "Is there anything else?"

"Two copies." Jiang Cheng said.

"clear."

His calm and even indifferent attitude was in stark contrast to Pi Ruan's passionate voice.

Fatty had persuaded the doctor before to have a better attitude towards customers. After all, he was doing business. Isn’t there such a saying, don’t open a shop if you don’t laugh.

To make guests feel at home.
The fat man persuaded here, and then stopped.

Because he saw the doctor raised his head and looked at him calmly. After less than three seconds of staring at each other, the fat man obediently mopped the floor.

After a while, he went to the kitchen again, brushed the doctor's most commonly used coffee cup inside and out four or five times, and finally it looked like a new one.

Reflective in sunlight.

"Fatty." Jiang Cheng called without raising his head.

The fat man stuck out half of his head from the kitchen, blinked and said, "You call me doctor." Then he wiped the old clothes on his body with both hands casually a few times.

"Don't make breakfast, Pi Ruan will come over later." Jiang Cheng said, "He bought too much breakfast, please help him share some."

"Oh, good doctor."

Swallowing, the fat man stared at the table full of breakfast, and once fell into the confusion of who I am and where I am.

It was the first time he'd seen anyone eat lobster with cheese for breakfast, and a steak on the bone wrapped in foil.

Not tired?
And Pi Ruan, who brought breakfast, didn't even eat a bite, and was busy peeling the spicy crayfish for the doctor while wearing disposable gloves with a smile on his face.

While Pi Ruan went out to answer the phone, the fat man swallowed the shrimp meat in his mouth, and hurriedly asked: "Doctor, are you sure this is the breakfast that Brother Pi Ruan bought for himself?"

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng swallowed the crayfish in his mouth, took another bite of the crab roe bun, and the yellow soup immediately overflowed.

"Can he eat two steaks, 12 crab roe buns, two fish soup noodles, one spicy crayfish, one drunk crab, and three lobsters of this size?" He raised the lobster's claws and compared His hands are still thick.

After taking a sip of tea, Jiang Cheng raised his head to look at the fat man, and said slowly, "That's why I said he bought too much."

(End of this chapter)