Nightmare Attack - Vol 3 Chapter 1145

The presiding judge didn’t dare to move at all. After being put on his shoulders by that ghost hand, he seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and even the door inside his body seemed to be suppressed.

The only thing in his body that can move is his eyes.

He looked at the rearview mirror as if asking for help. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that the man sitting in the back row didn’t move at all, and his shoulders were also empty.

The ghost hand seemed to exist only in another dimension.

“I’m sorry, President.” The presiding judge’s face was pale, and his voice was trembling, “I will arrange the matter you explained immediately, please believe me, I will give you a satisfactory answer soon!”

A few seconds later, the ghost hand on the judge’s shoulder slowly retracted. Likewise, in the reflection of the rear-view mirror, the judge didn’t see anything.

Later, the young man’s voice sounded behind him, “The presiding judge.” The man chuckled: “What are you talking about, don’t be so polite between us, I can stand firm among the night watchmen, or you and Uncle Ghost help.”

Facing the president who changed his face in an instant, the presiding judge tidied up his back wet with cold sweat, his stiff face eased a little, and he smiled unnaturally, “What are you talking about, me and the old ghost. It’s just a matter of pushing the boat with the current, and even without us, it’s only a matter of time before you can rule the Night’s Watch on your own.”

“Good birds choose wood to perch on, and good ministers choose their lords to do things. This has been true since ancient times.” The presiding judge said in a hurry, and at the same time, he did not forget to observe the man’s face through the rearview mirror.

“The presiding judge, you are too flattering of me.” The young man leaned back in the chair, the corners of his mouth were raised, and a strange smile appeared.

Seeing this scene, the presiding judge finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Their guild leader has a temperamental personality, making people unpredictable, and more importantly, his strength is unfathomable. He once secretly asked the old ghost, that is, Bingzhuren.

Bingzhuren replied to him that even if the two of them joined forces, they would not be the opponent of the president.

After all…their doors were captured in the nightmare mission world again and again, and the door of the president was obtained from that bus.

There are even rumors that it was the president who was brought back by the bus, from the terrifying world that was strangely merging with this world.

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It was late at night, and Rongcheng gradually became quiet.

Most people are in dreamland.

In a small studio, in the bedroom on the second floor, Jiang Cheng was lying on the mattress with his hands on his chest. He had been in this position for a long time, and he couldn’t fall asleep.

Outside the bedroom door, a heartless fat man was lying on the sofa, snoring like thunder.

There is a red line on Jiangcheng’s neck, and under the red line, there is a delicate bell.

Bell seems to be very human, and knows that at night, don’t disturb everyone’s sleep, so even if Jiang Cheng gently flips his body, the bell is obediently kept quiet and does not make any disturbing sound.

But the more the bell was like this, the more awkward and uneasy Jiang Cheng felt in his heart.

He knew that he was out of the loop. Obviously, after he put the bell on the bus seat, Wu took the bell out of the car while he was not prepared.

Saying that this is Wu Quan is good for him, and the dog doesn’t believe it. Jiang Cheng borrowed the fat man’s head to think, and he knows that Wu is definitely a middleman who makes the difference and wants to eat both ends.

Otherwise, this guy who shouts about the first page of the sword manual all day long and kills his sweetheart first, would never have the good intentions to do such a thing.

Jiang Cheng didn’t know what was wrong with Wu Shi. When he first met him, he was just ruthless, and he wasn’t such a thief.

Judging from the results, Wu must have benefited from Dahe Niangniang.

But now is not the time to be concerned about this, but… how to deal with this bell, it can’t be tied around the neck all the time, and for Dahe Niangniang, that is, this woman named Wu Yingying, what Jiangcheng has is only Guilt, and a little sympathy.

If you must find a reason to keep her by your side, it is that this woman is very strong, and as a law enforcement officer in the car, she must be familiar with the situation in the car, and it will be an excellent help to deal with the old president in the future.

Of course, the premise is that Wu Yingying’s feelings for him are sincere and not pretended. After all, Jiang Cheng has not seen this kind of Mission: Impossible Mission.

Who can be sure that the law enforcement officer on the bus is not the old president, or the undercover agent placed by the night watchman beside them.

In short, the most urgent task is to find a way to take off the bell, provided that it can’t anger Dahe Niangniang.

Just when Jiang Cheng was at a loss, suddenly, the shadow left on the wall suddenly changed, the shadow gradually elongated, as if standing up from a lying position, and then his head deflected, a pair of dark red eyes staring at the direction of the door. .

A few seconds later, strange ripples appeared on the shadow, and then the shadow disappeared.

At this moment, in a parking lot not far from the studio, the door of a black car was pulled open, and a woman wrapped in a trench coat walked down from it.

The woman wore a mask and stepped on a pair of low-heeled leather shoes. She walked towards the studio by the dim light of the street lamp.

About 10 meters away from the studio, the woman suddenly stopped ~www.mtlnovel.com~ because at this moment, a dark shadow stood in front of him.

There was a flash of alertness in Wu’s eyes.

He naturally knew that the woman who came here was Lin Wan’er. Although she had changed her face, he could recognize her even if she turned to ashes, but what he was wary of was that there were far more people coming tonight than Lin Wan’er.

Right around him, there are four other auras surrounding him at this moment, eyeing them.

In the car where Lin Wan’er got off, the driver’s seat was the man with a cowboy hat. He was an old acquaintance. He seemed to be playing the role of driver and bodyguard.

Behind a tree not far away, is a girl who has not yet fully developed. She is carrying a black leather pocket with only a pair of eyes showing. Staring here, she seems to think that she is well hidden, and no one is too lazy to expose him.

Under a street lamp not far from Lin Wan’er’s side, there was a man in a long trench coat with a black book in his hand.

Finally, the most dangerous figure, standing behind Wu’s at this moment, is the roof of the studio building.

A young man with a pair of knives.

The flowing bangs covered his eyes, but he could not clearly feel that the other party had locked him in, waiting for him to be distracted, and then deliver the most fatal blow.

To be honest, he wasn’t afraid, he just couldn’t figure out why these people were so hostile this time.