Chapter 812 Imprint
Sure enough, when Jiang Cheng put the peaked cap on the woman's head again, the woman's line of sight was blocked, and the models returned to their original appearance.
"The matter has been clarified." Jiang Cheng helped the woman put down her rolled-up sleeves, then turned around and looked at the two fat men, "Let's go."
Until Completely out of the confines of the woodcarving shop, the fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and there were no sounds of footsteps chasing him behind him.
"Doctor." The fat man said in surprise: "Those models seemed like they couldn't see us and just let us go."
Jiang Cheng, who was walking at the front, shook his head, "It's not that I can't see it, I can see it, but due to some restrictions, I can't attack us."
"Is this the brand you mentioned?"
< br>"It should be." Jiang Cheng nodded.
"What should we do next?" Huaiyi seemed unsure. As he walked, he looked back, worried that those things without moral integrity would catch up.
“Let’s leave here and go back the way we came.” Jiang Cheng raised his feet and stepped over a large pool of blood.
"Just leave like that?" The fat man hesitated for a moment, and after a moment, he said in a negotiating tone: "Since the ghosts here can't hurt us, how about we help solve this supernatural incident?"
I didn’t expect that as soon as I finished speaking, I heard Jiang Cheng’s voice: “No, let’s just leave and don’t cause any trouble.”
It seems that he suddenly realized that it was the fat man who asked this question, and he paused After a pause, Jiang Chengcai He opened his mouth and explained: "What happened here was caused by the night watchman. We intervened rashly and the supernatural incident was suddenly solved, which will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the night watchman."
"And you have also seen that the supernatural incident The area is within the shopping mall, and police are guarding the outside. Ordinary people cannot enter."
After listening to Jiang Cheng's words, Fatty thought it was true. On the way back, he didn't encounter any obstacles, everything. All went well.
Jiang Cheng suggested that Huaiyi stay and stay with them during this period, but after thinking for a while, Huaiyi politely declined.
This surprised Jiang Cheng. He frowned and asked, "Do you have anything to do?"
Huaiyi pursed her lips, and after a moment, nodded, "I want to take advantage of this opportunity. I want to make more money during this period, and then sell all the assets I have and turn them into cash, and then part of Leave it to my parents, and give the rest to my girlfriends." Huai Yi smiled, "After doing this, I have nothing else to worry about."
"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded, "As soon as possible, come and meet when you're done."
"Okay."
After separating from Huaiyi, Jiang Cheng and Fatty were walking back on the path. Fatty couldn't help but lamented that he didn't expect that Brother Huaiyi would be such a person behind his back.
Jiang Cheng wanted to correct the fat man's wording, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, as long as he was happy.
Just when Jiang Cheng was worried about the danger he would encounter next, suddenly, a strong arm put on his shoulder and pulled him over.
"Doctor." The fat man's tone was full of confidence, "Don't worry, Brother Huaiyi just likes to make calculations. We will be fine. I will bring Brother Wang Qi down!"
Speaking of this Inside, the fat man's tone suddenly became excited: "We are Crimson, it's those night watchmen who should be worried! Bah, what a bullshit old president, what's the point of living long? I can't find a bastard who can live longer than him!" ”
"If he dares to block the way of our brother, let alone ten buses, he will smash them to pieces!" The fat man clenched his fists as big as sandbags and said viciously: "If he dares to touch my Wang Fugui's family, he is hiding I’ll dig it out for him even if it’s in the coffin!”
In the past, such words would not inspire Jiang Cheng, but would make him laugh at Fatty for overestimating his abilities. But this time, he actually felt that the chill in his heart was dispelled. It seemed that from this moment on, this Damn fate was on their side.
"That's right." Jiang Cheng imitated the fat man's behavior and stretched out his hand, hooking the fat man's shoulders, and the two of them were next to each other, "We are Crimson, it's those old people who should be worried! "
The two people walked back along a dark and dilapidated alley, arm in arm, even the shadows on the ground looked arrogant.
They had not had time to enjoy life during the previous missions. For three days in a row, Fatty Jiang Cheng ate and slept.
There was time to chat, but this time it was the fat man who spoke, and Jiang Cheng listened most of the time.
Huaiyi would call every morning and evening to report the situation on his side, and also tell him some information he learned through special channels.
The supernatural incidents are gradually under control, but it is said that the damage and impact caused are quite heavy. The night watchman also provided rescue, but the thunder was heavy and the rain was light, and the situation was still not optimistic.
After a few days of this, Jiang Cheng, who had slept well at night, was suddenly awakened by a strange pain, as if a red-hot iron had been sharply burned on his heart.
The moment Jiang Cheng woke up, the fat man's screams like killing pigs were heard outside the bedroom, "Damn it, it's on fire, huh? No"
Seeing Jiang Cheng walking out quickly, the fat man scratched his head with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "Doctor, I just seemed like..."
"Did you also get burned by something?" Jiang Cheng pointed to his heart. , right here.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Yes, I was burned, but not on my heart." The fat man turned around and pointed to the lower part of his waist, "It's right here, it hurts. It’s like a soldering iron, just like the ones used to interrogate prisoners in movies and TV shows.”
It’s no coincidence that something like this happened to two people at the same time. The first reaction in Jiang Cheng’s mind was what he proposed. The imprint of the old president’s domain.
"Could it be." Jiang Cheng's face changed slightly, "Quick, call Huaiyi."
Fatty's cell phone was lying on the sofa, but before he could pick it up, it rang. Someone called.
"It's Brother Huaiyi." Fatty said as he glanced at the screen.
After pressing the button to answer, Huai Yi's urgent voice immediately sounded, full of fear, "Brother Jiang, Brother Fu. Brother Fugui, did you feel it just now? It's hot, it's burning me to death."
“Yes.” Jiang Cheng took the phone Reply, "How are you now?"
"I'm fine. It's just that after I woke up from being burned just now, before I could react, the landline in the room rang. It was the front desk of the hotel, saying Someone is looking for me and has already gone upstairs.”
"Someone is looking for you?" Jiang Cheng was shocked, "Who is it?"
"I don't know. Before I could ask, the hotel front desk hung up the phone. If I called again, I couldn't get through. "Yeah." Huai Yi's voice was trembling.
“Don’t panic, don’t hang up the phone, I’ll be there right away.” Jiang Cheng picked up his clothes, turned around and walked towards the stairs.
“Dong, dong, dong.”
Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped and heard a knock on the door.
Not on the phone.
It's him downstairs. (End of this chapter)