Nightmare Attack

Chapter 91 Surprise
"Tick."

There was the sound of water droplets in the room.

Although it was extremely slight, it was still captured by Jiang Cheng and Fatty in the background of absolute silence.

The two looked in the direction of the sound of water droplets. There was a corner of the room. Due to the light, it was very dark, like a layer of fog.

Jiang Cheng thought for a few seconds, then raised his legs and walked over.

Fatty stretched out his hand as if to stop Jiang Cheng, but in the end he didn't even touch Jiang Cheng's sleeves. He gritted his teeth and chose to follow.

one step, two steps
The fat man raised his throat.

As the distance approached, he finally saw the source of the sound of water droplets, which was a huge mahogany box.

The style is simple and simple, and the four corners are embedded with copper, which is estimated to have a history of several decades at least.

In Fatty's memory, the last time I saw a similar box was when I was a child, when I went to my grandmother's house in the countryside.

"Tick."

Another sound of water dripping.

Moving down the line of sight, a wooden shelf is arranged under the mahogany box, making the box as a whole about 20 cm above the ground.

With sharp eyes, the fat man saw a pool of water under the wooden frame at a glance.

No, it wasn't standing water, it was a pool of blood!

A faint smell of blood came from the tip of the nose.

After seeing a lot of big scenes, Fatty didn't show much fear.

If Su Yu locks them in the room, just thinking of relying on a pool of blood to scare them, Fatty is completely acceptable.

But. Apparently not.

Just as Fatty's eyes shifted from the blood to the box, he happened to see a drop of blood seeping out from the bottom of the box, and then slowly dripping into the pool of blood.

Countless tiny blood splatters splattered.

"Tick."

Something in the box is bleeding
Fatty stared at the box and couldn't help swallowing, and the countless terrifying and bizarre pictures in his mind slowly unfolded.

But when he was wandering, Jiang Cheng took a few steps up, and with a neat movement, he lifted the baffle on the box.

Now the fat man saw it clearly, and he took a breath of air uncontrollably.

Inside is Zhen Jianren.

No, it should be said that Zhen Jianren's body is more appropriate.

His limbs were irregularly twisted, as if they were forced in under the condition of being completely unable to resist, and one of the exposed arm joints were broken.

But the most terrifying thing is Zhen Jianren's eyes.

His two eyes were gone, the eye sockets turned into two blood holes, and a stream of blood could not stop flowing out from the corners of his eyes and the bridge of his nose. The scene was terrifying.

Just like Li Yanwei, his eyes were gouged out by Chen Yao.

"Doctor," the fat man shrank his neck, his voice trembling, "Why did everyone else have their jaws broken, but his eyes were gouged out?"

After a long while, Jiang Cheng said slowly: "His eyes were not gouged out by Chen Yao."

"Huh?" Fatty was stunned for a moment, he looked at Jiang Cheng in confusion, "Doctor, what are you talking about."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng reached into the box and grabbed one of Zhen Jianren's hands.

Fatty saw that his hands were covered with blood, and he clenched his palms into fists. The fists were relatively large, as if they were holding something.

Until Jiang Cheng slowly opened his fingers.

Fatty was looking at his neck curiously, and the next second, his face suddenly turned pale, as if his blood had been drained.

He saw that Zhen Jianren was holding two milky white things in his hands.

Yes. Eyeballs! !
One of them slipped mischievously, fell to the ground and bounced back, rolling towards the fat man.

Finally, with a "beep", it hit Fatty's shoes.

Not moving.

Fatty was so frightened that he couldn't say a word. His first reaction was that his legs were weak and he wanted to sit on the ground.

But the only remaining reason warned him that if he fell to the ground, it would probably crush Brother Zhen Jianren's eyes.

The fat man who was shivering all over actually survived the shock without making a sound and making no extra movements.

"He uses his own hands"

Staring at Zhen Jianren's hand, Fatty felt that his cognitive limit had been overturned. He couldn't imagine what kind of monsters his nominal teammates were in the mission.

too terrifying
Zhen Jianren, Yu Wen, Zhang Yinyin
The pure self is like a little sheep among them. Although it has the advantage of physique, its intelligence, experience, and ruthlessness are completely no match for it.

He seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and immediately turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng, and found that the latter was looking at the other eyeball left in his hand.

Fatty almost suffocated when he noticed that Jiang Cheng was pinching a bouncy ball for an hour from time to time.

A thought suddenly popped into his mind:
If those teammates are terrifying monsters, then what is a doctor?
This is the man who clearly arranged those monsters!

If others don't say it, they say that Zhen Jianren, the unlucky child, was found by the doctor when he came here, and then he was hanged and beaten in a targeted manner throughout the whole process.

First, he was frightened by a broken coin and couldn't sleep well all night, and then a bloody handprint twice the size was painted on the door, and there was a rumor that a female ghost had stolen him.

His throat rolled, and with sympathetic eyes, he glanced at Zhen Jianren in the cabinet, who had no chance even if he wanted to die, and suddenly felt that this person was quite pitiful.

His qualifications looked good, but he had no choice but to meet a doctor.

Just after Fatty accidentally glanced at Zhen Jianren's blood-stained hand, his eyes suddenly couldn't move, and the fingers of that hand trembled slightly.

Fatty just opened his mouth, before he had time to remind Jiang Cheng.

The next second, that hand jumped up suddenly, clasping Jiang Cheng's wrist.

"Doctor!" Fatty warned loudly.

Jiang Cheng also seemed to be shocked by such a scene, and stood there dumbfounded.

Under Fatty's indescribable fear, Zhen Jianren in the box actually moved his body and slowly stood up in an incredible way.

Fatty was in a hurry, swung the mineral water bottle in his hand, and smashed it at Zhen Jianren, who was "resurrected from the dead".

It seemed that Zhen Jianren, who had turned into a ghost, was the trump card arranged by Su Yu.
Just not sure how he did it.

The blow was good on the head, hitting Zhen Jianren's blood-stained head with a "dong" sound.

But after all, it is a mineral water bottle, and its power is limited, and all it can do is to shake his body.

Zhen Jianren opened his mouth, and the blood and tears from the two empty eye sockets poured into his mouth.

Just when Fatty thought he was going to bite down and end his legendary experience as a doctor, an unusually hoarse, blood-blistered voice sounded.

"Save me!" Zhen Jianren stood up and said in pain, "I'm not dead yet. Cough me. I'm still alive!!"

He kept coughing out blood bubbles from his mouth. In a dark and unknown environment, with such a scene and such a voice, it was impossible for people to think calmly.

　Hey, it's started, it's started!

Hand in your tickets now!
　
(End of this chapter)