Chapter 1008 is coming
Then the handle of the knife rotated, shattering the shadows on the wall.
This was not the first time that Fatty saw Wu shot, but what he couldn't figure out was why the waiter couldn't see him and the doctor, but could see Wu. The latter was obviously much more hidden than them.
Jiang Cheng also had similar doubts, but unlike Fatty, Jiang Cheng quickly had a guess in his mind. The reason why he and Fatty were ignored was because they had bus marks on their bodies. Logically speaking, as the door on his body Wu's Wu should also be affected by the mark, but as Wu becomes stronger and stronger, the restriction of the mark on him becomes smaller and smaller.
When he first got on the bus, Wu was even suppressed and unable to show up. However, as the number of times increased, the time and frequency of his appearance in the missions greatly increased.
In Jiang Cheng's feeling, Wu is getting closer and closer to human emotions, and there is even an illusion that he is another version of himself.
Oddly enough, he didn’t reject it.
"You go in, I'm here." Wu pulled out the knife, and a new line of words appeared on the wall. He retreated into the shadow, and looked at the darkness at the end of the passage. There seemed to be something attracting him there. he.
Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated and led the fat man towards the end, leaving the waiter standing motionless in his last posture, his face beginning to rot.
Pushing open a door, the sound of music that hits you is so loud that it makes you have a headache. Looking around, you can see that it is full of people. Everyone is gathered together and reveling to the music.
Fatty didn't pay attention when he came here before, so he didn't know the layout of the bar, but Jiang Cheng could tell there was something wrong at a glance.
The space inside was too big, at least several times larger than what he remembered, but he held his breath and looked carefully, but he couldn't tell where the extra space was.
It seemed as if something was limiting his thinking.
"Doctor." Fatty asked cautiously: "What should we do now?"
The environment here instinctively made Fatty feel uneasy. People noticed them, and everyone was immersed in their own world, with the sound of clinking glasses, noisy play, and indulgent dancing, just like a carnival before the end of the world.
"Look at the shadow." A line of crooked words appeared on the ground.
The light inside the bar was dim. Jiang Cheng looked at several angles before he could barely see the shadows of these people on the ground. The shadows were layered on top of each other, making it difficult to distinguish.
But... the fat man took a breath. The shadows of these people were very scary. They were missing arms and legs, but some were covered with holes as big as bowls, and some had no heads, even... Half of the body is missing.
It’s hard to imagine what these people have gone through before.
"Good evening, gentlemen." A man dressed as a waiter walked through the crowd and walked up to them. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled just right, "Excuse me, may I Make a reservation? ”
This sentence was scarier than seeing a ghost. After all, the waiter was speaking to Jiang Cheng.
He can see it.
Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he answered very familiarly: "We have an appointment, but I won't bother you anymore. Let's walk around casually, and you can go and do your work."
"Then call me if you need to." The waiter didn't bother and turned to leave.
Just as the waiter was not far away, the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng and said urgently: "Doctor, how could that guy just now..."
"He is not one of those things, so he can naturally see us." Jiang Cheng lowered his voice, "He is a human being, just like us. There is nothing wrong with his shadow."
Although Fatty's brain is not as useful as Jiang Cheng's , you can think about what happened recently, A guess formed in his mind, "This supernatural incident should have been caused by the night watchman. Was the waiter just now pretending to be a night watchman?"
"Most likely, yes." Jiang Cheng watched the service. She walked away until his back disappeared.
After reacting, Fatty immediately turned around and checked the door through which they came in. Fortunately, the door was still there, and he could open it even after he tried.
"Doctor, let's go quickly, the night watchman is here too." The fat man grabbed the door handle and urged: "Let's tell Boss Lin about the situation here and let her send someone to deal with it."
"It's too late to leave now." Jiang Cheng said: "And it's not wise either. We are all in the same supernatural event, both us and the night watchman, but this supernatural event does not pose a threat to us."
< br>"I don't believe that the night watchmen here are like us and have the ability to be completely immune to this supernatural event. In other words, they are hindered by the out-of-control man here. Disciples, don’t dare to attack us in a big way.”
“And we have been noticed by the night watchmen. Now if we leave, it will be their world.”
And even if it is true. In a fight with the night watchman, Jiang Cheng's side had no chance of winning. There was one thing Jiang Cheng didn't tell Fatty about, and that was Wu's attitude just now.
Jiang Cheng guessed that Wu had sensed the situation inside, and he was not afraid of the out-of-control disciples inside or the ambushing night watchman. If everything goes well today, there might be a sumptuous feast. meal.
Jiang Cheng was not willing to miss the opportunity to strengthen Wu's strength. After all, he was still expected to fight against the bus in the future.
“Let’s find a place to hide first.” Jiang Cheng continued.
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The leaving waiter turned left and right and came to a relatively remote location. There was a dark door here. If you don’t look carefully, it almost blends in with the dim background. As one body.
After confirming that no one was following, the waiter raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Dong."
"Dong-dong-dong."
"Dong-dong."
After a few seconds, the door opened a crack, and the people inside confirmed who was coming. , and then opened the door.
This is a relatively large private room. There is a tall old man sitting on the sofa inside. The old man has white beard and hair, his back is straight, and he is relaxing with his eyes closed.
The old man exuded an astonishing aura, but looked a little embarrassed with his injured face.
"The presiding judge." The waiter bowed respectfully and whispered: "They are here."
Hearing this, the presiding judge finally opened his eyes, but at this moment, his eyes Different from before, a red film filled the air, and the pupils shrank into a slit.
Being stared at by these eyes was like being preyed upon by a cold-blooded snake.
The waiter did not dare to look at the presiding judge at all, and bent even lower.
"Finally...here he is." The presiding judge's throat was hoarse, and his collar stood up very high, but even so, it couldn't cover the scale-like things spreading out of his neck, which were so densely packed that it made people scalp. tingling.
His current condition is very poor, and there is a possibility of being completely eroded almost at any time. However, his appearance here today has nothing to do with the Night Watchman's plan, and it is entirely for himself.
He has no time to wait for the Abyss Plan, he urgently needs to swallow another door. (End of this chapter)