Nightmare Attack - v3 Chapter 1153 2nd door

Not only Fatty, but even Jiang Cheng was taken aback by Wu's attitude. He didn't know if he was fine just now, why suddenly, it seemed like he had taken the wrong medicine.

But Wu's words aroused Fatty's curiosity. Compared with the doctor, Wuxiong's fighting power is definitely stronger. If he can get Wuxiong's guidance, he will improve faster.

So Fatty learned the tricks of the martial arts masters in the movie, clasped his fists with both hands, stared at Wu's face, and said very formally: "Then... offend."

Before Fatty could brew his emotions, Wu took the lead.

The scabbard in his hand slashed diagonally.

Although it was only a scabbard, not a knife, Jiang Cheng and Fatty who had seen no battle knew that in the last mission, it was this scabbard that stabbed the beater to death.

He didn't dare to neglect, Wu's movements were much faster than the doctor's, the fat man immediately turned sideways, the scabbard slipped against his clothes, and he was about to be hacked one step later.

This time, Fatty's heart was suddenly covered by a burst of complicated emotions, and he actually felt strangeness from Wu's body.

Maybe... Brother Wu is not kidding, he is really serious.

Under Wu's offensive, Fatty had no chance to fight back at all. After a few moves, Fatty's situation was very bad. Several times there were dangers. If it weren't for his flexibility, he would have fallen on the ground now.

Jiang Cheng was anxious in his heart as he watched, if this continued, Fatty would definitely be injured.

He wanted to stop, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that Wu retracted the scabbard, turned the slash into a thorn, and came straight to the fat man's chest.

Whether looking at Wu's speed or the position of Fatty's body, Jiang Cheng can conclude that he absolutely cannot escape.

But the next second, a shocking scene appeared. The scabbard actually seemed to be disturbed by a mysterious force, and it moved a few centimeters to the right out of thin air. With the flexibility of Fatty, it was able to escape. This knife.

The scabbard rubbed along Fatty's body without hurting him in the slightest.

Just when Fatty wanted to continue to dodge Wu's next attack, Wu retracted the scabbard, and at the same time retreated, inserting the sword into the scabbard again.

Fatty was sweating profusely, dressed in rough clothes, and looked at Wu in surprise, "No... no more practice?"

"I don't practice anymore." He looked at Fatty calmly, and after a while, he added: "You are doing very well, you are much better than this guy, keep working hard."

Naturally, he understood that the guy who Wu said was referring to the doctor, but what really surprised Fatty was the difference in attitude before and after, and the last sentence he said to himself, keep working hard.

In his mind, he couldn't help but say such things.

"It's not bad, it's indeed much better than me." Jiang Cheng also echoed the words of Wu Wu, a smile of approval appeared on his face, and he took a step forward, as if he wanted to step forward and pat the fat man on the shoulder, but Finally, for some reason, I gave up.

After Wushou tried out Fatty, he changed into a shadow form, returned to the wall, and finally disappeared.

"Brother Wu is really powerful, doctor. In fact, I thought I couldn't avoid the knife just now." Fatty stared at his chest, and asked with lingering fears: "You said... Did Brother Wu secretly release water and don't want me to be embarrassed?"

Jiang Cheng had a smile on his face, "It must be like this. Without him looking fierce, he is actually very kind at heart."

"Brother Wu is a good man. If it weren't for him, we would have died on that bus long ago." Thinking of this little bit of time, Fatty is grateful for everyone who has helped him. Heart.

But he just didn't notice that the doctor's look at him was wrong now, and there was a hint of indescribable vigilance.

The smile on his face also seemed to be painted on. After looking at it for a long time, it turned out to be a little fake.

"Fat man." Jiang Cheng asked casually, "What are you going to do in a while?"

Fatty regained his senses, walked a few steps quickly, and found a small book under a pair of boxing gloves. After opening it, there were lines of words in it. These were all the study and exercise plans formulated by Fatty.

The thicker fingers moved down, and finally stopped on a line of words. The fat man raised his head earnestly and looked at Jiang Cheng, "According to today's plan, I will watch the Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection, learn how to collect clues, and track and countermeasures. track."

Jiang Cheng nodded, "Very good, how about you finish this?"

"Let's watch a horror movie next." Having said that, the fat man showed an embarrassed expression, "Doctor, although there was a problem with the movie I was looking for last time, I don't think normal people have such bad luck. That kind of thing can happen in a lifetime. It’s almost enough to touch it once.”

"I think so too, then you can do it first, I'm tired, go up and sleep for a while." Jiang Cheng turned and went upstairs.

Fatty watched Jiang Cheng leave, feeling the tone of Jiang Cheng's words and his attitude towards himself. Fatty always felt a little strange. In the past, although the doctor didn't attack his plans, he always had an attitude that you like it. , has never been like today, not only support, but also praise him with a good attitude.

"What's the situation?" Fatty frowned, "Why is everyone so weird today?"

Jiang Cheng, who returned to the bedroom, seemed to have changed his personality in an instant. He leaned back against the door, dressed in rough clothes, and even had cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Outside... No, the fat man downstairs was obviously wrong.

The fat man was transferred.

That guy downstairs... is a ghost!

He could see clearly that at the moment when Wu's scabbard was about to stab him in the chest~www.novelbuddy.com~ there was a force that distorted the trajectory of the scabbard, helping him to avoid the knife.

Wu Ye must have sensed something was wrong, otherwise he would never have opened his mouth to test him, and he would have learned from him.

The question now is when did Fatty get transferred?

What is the origin of the ghost below?

And, most importantly, where is the real fat man now? Dead or alive?

Thinking that Fatty might have suffered an accident, Jiang Cheng's whole body trembled. He didn't know, and he didn't dare to think about what he would do if it was confirmed that Fatty was killed.

After a while, a dark figure walked out from the wall, Wu standing in front of him.

"There is something on him." Wu's voice was cold, "The thing that didn't belong to him was the same thing just now, which helped him avoid my blow."

"What's going on?" Jiang Cheng paid attention to the movement outside and kept his voice very low.

"When you guys were discussing just now, I noticed the existence of that thing, so I tried to test it." Wu Yan was concise, and from Wu's expression, Jiang Cheng knew that this matter was not simple.

"What is that?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Wu Wu was silent for a while, and finally shook his head.

"Even you don't know..." Jiang Cheng took a deep breath.

Wu raised his head and stared into Jiang Cheng's eyes, as if he was judging. After a few seconds, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiang Cheng's chest, "That thing smells like you."

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