Chapter 1561 The old president’s copy is opened
“I don’t dare to take it seriously.” Jiang Cheng waved his hand and smiled freely.
Tang Qisheng no longer cares about face. Face is not as important as life. He only regrets that he lost his mind and forgot about the killing god outside, who was a ruthless character who could kill the president of the Night Watch.
"Mr. Tang, my benefactor is asking you to do something." Jiang Cheng said with a smile.
Tang Qisheng walked to the blackboard very consciously, picked up a box of chalk and held it in his hand, "Whatever you ask for or don't ask for, my benefactor, just give me your instructions. Besides, it's just about talking about folk customs and feng shui. This is my job." Okay, I love lectures the most. Please sit down below, my dear benefactor.”
Jiangcheng's fat man Yao, Shunyu, and Li Bai sat on the chair below. Although Tang Qisheng acted according to the circumstances and had doubts about his character, he knew a lot about Feng Shui and folk customs, at least better than Li Bai. Jiangcheng benefited greatly from listening to the few hours of lectures. Qian, Fatty went to get a notebook and took notes in it very carefully.
For some things that Tang Qisheng didn’t explain carefully, Zhu Jie on the side would also supplement them. Unknowingly, the night was already late, and Jiang Cheng had people bring supper. Everyone was eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was very rapport.
When he heard that the entire building he was in was filled with crimson, Tang Qisheng's face was visibly despairing, but the fat man comforted him and said that as long as he didn't get lost and wander around at night, he should be fine. Meet those Crimsons, and Crimson members are friendly most of the time.
Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie were placed in the next room on the other side of Jiangcheng. Now the survivors from the previous mission gathered together.
Lying in bed, Jiang Cheng turned on his phone. Lin Waner and Mr. Luo sent messages respectively, saying that they had begun to organize special manpower to track down the missing Crimson members. Lin Waner even put forward an analysis. She believed Those missing crimsons may be executing another top-secret plan, and the plan is most likely targeting their own group. Now it seems that the last plan of the president was too hasty. This plan is likely to be a backup plan for the Night Watch. .
"You mean they will still use those guys to deal with me?" Hearing this, Jiang Cheng actually became a little interested. The battle between the old and new Crimson sounded like a very attractive topic.
"Anyway, Xiaocheng, be careful." Lin Wan'er's voice didn't sound as optimistic as Jiang Cheng's.
At the same time, Lin Wan'er also revealed a top-secret news to Jiang Cheng. The current head of the Zhong family has spoken. They have obtained the exact time and coordinates of the next time the bus appears in the real world. They have sent I checked it with someone, and if nothing unexpected happens, it should be fine.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng asked: "If it is true, who are you going to send on the bus?"
"Except for those who are necessary to cooperate in cleaning up the remnants of the Night Watch, all the remaining high-ranking officials are The Crimson, Dark Army, and other major families, as well as the masters recruited by the country, will be mobilized. This time I will personally lead the team."
After a pause, Lin Wan'er's voice was full of complexity, "It's been too long, all of this...it's time to put an end to it."
This is the end of the battle, both for them and for Vigil. If the old president is not removed, the Night Watchman will come back sooner or later.
Put down the phone and lay on the bed. In the silence, he could even hear his own heartbeat. After struggling in the nightmare for so long, he finally waited for the final battle. Too many people fell. On the eve of this final battle, scenes from the mission world lingered in his mind.
The night was getting deeper, and the fatigue from the past few days was eroding him bit by bit, as if it was dragging him into the quagmire. His eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and Jiang Cheng slowly closed his eyes.
This room is still the same as it was 20 years ago. The bronze wall clock on the wall is still swinging. Everything around it looks normal, but at that moment, there is something silent. changed.
Slowly, the second hand of the wall clock seemed to be hindered by some kind of obstruction. It moved slower and slower, until it finally stopped with a "click".
The second accurately stopped at the 12 position.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng, who was motionless, suddenly opened his eyes. He sat up uncontrollably. His chest was very tight, the kind of stuffiness he had never experienced before. He was breathing heavily, and his lungs It seemed to be filled with thick smoke.
I walked behind the door and opened it. The lights in the corridor went out silently, but there was a faint cold light shrouding the corridor.
As his own door was opened, several nearby doors also opened one after another. Fatty, Yao, Shunyu, Li Bai, and Tang Qisheng Zhujie, the six people came together again.
This time there was no longer fear on everyone's faces, as if they had all been waiting for this moment, and had been waiting for a long time.
Walking down the stairs, the building was eerily quiet. The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty building, as if they were the only living creatures here at the moment.
Pushing open the door of the guest house, sure enough, the old bus was parked not far from the door. It was lonely and rusty, looking like a terminally ill old man.
Without hesitation, several people walked towards the bus with firm steps. The door trembled a few times and then opened with a "squeak".
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and got on the bus first, followed by Fatty, Yao, Shunyu, Li Bai, and finally Tang Qisheng to congratulate him.
What was different from the past was that this time the fog on the bus actually dissipated. The gray fog disappeared. From their position, they could directly see the front of the bus.
This time, they also saw the strangeness of this car more intuitively. The distance from the door where they got in to the driver's seat was surprisingly long, and there were densely packed spaces in between, at least a few inches apart. Ten rows of seats.
And these seats are all empty now. The blood stains and splashes of blood that were previously on the floor have disappeared. It seems that someone has wiped them carefully, but there are still some stains on the seats. There were scars left on the car windows and ceiling, but they were still there.
Just looking at such scars, one can fully imagine the brutality of the previous battle, and this time, it will only be worse.
After the fat man got in the car, he looked left and right, his expression gradually becoming nervous. Jiang Cheng understood that he was not afraid, but that he could not find Empress Dahe, Huaiyi, Wang Qi and the others.
Yao Shunyu pushed him gently from behind and said, "Let's go."
The group of people, led by Jiang Cheng, walked towards the front of the car step by step. This time their goal was very clear, which was the old man. The driving seat where the president is.
While holding on to the seat and moving forward little by little, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little dazed. The first time he entered the nightmare world, he boarded a bus that looked like a bus. And now, regardless of success or failure, this will be his last ride on this ghost bus, which seems to have completed a reincarnation in a sense. (End of this chapter)