Chapter 1321 Who Is It

Jiang Cheng subconsciously looked at the fat man, as if something was attracting him. He once saw a handprint behind the fat man, which matched his own handprint perfectly.

The fat man also said that he saw his own face on the road to the underworld. It was that self who awakened him and prevented him from going back astray.

"There is another me in his body."

The newspaper man did not answer, but his silence explained everything. Jiang Cheng's guess was right. Wu had also told him that he felt his breath on the fat man.

That should also be the power of a door. As a deep red, the fat man's door is the most mysterious one, but Jiang Cheng has never seen the power of his door. What's more strange is that such a suspicious person like him has never really wanted to explore the door belonging to the fat man. He trusts the other party as much as he trusts himself.

Now it seems that the initial suspicion and the hard-to-get and let-get to keep the fat man by his side are more like a clumsy drama of self-deception. He has never really doubted the other party.

The first meeting in the nightmare, the two people's meeting was so natural, everything seemed to be engraved on the compass of fate. As the two met in the nightmare, the gears called destiny turned, the gears bit each other, and everything else seemed to be rehearsed.

Jiang Cheng was more and more frightened as he thought about it. There was an invisible hand controlling his life. Every trajectory he thought was designed early in the morning. He was like a train with no way back. No matter how fast it went, it was just running on a fixed track.

Who would have such power?

The night watchman, Crimson, or the thing behind Lin Wan'er, Jiang Cheng felt that none of them were. This was definitely not a controllable force, at least not from the world he was familiar with.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng no longer had fear, but instead a strong anger. He didn't like the feeling of being manipulated by others, which made all his previous efforts and struggles look like a joke.

Especially this matter also involved Fatty, the guy hiding behind them fooled all of them!

"Who? Who did it?"

Feeling the strong murderous aura in Jiang Cheng's tone, the newspaper man shook the newspaper in his hand and did not answer immediately. It had nothing to do with fear, but he was just hesitating. After all, the truth was too heavy.

"It was you."

The newspaper man sighed softly, and through the screen, it seemed as if a pair of eyes penetrated and stared at Jiang Cheng's face.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and the fat man who had just recovered could not help but lose his mind after hearing this answer. The latter had imagined that the final mastermind behind the scenes was the current president of the Night Watch, or the old president of this bus, but he never thought that after going around in circles, he would actually wait for such news.

"It's me." After a moment of distraction, Jiang Cheng's expression was stern. "How could it be me? If it was me, why don't I have any memory of these things? And why would I do this?"

The newspaper man seemed to be expecting Jiang Cheng's reaction. After a moment of silence, he just said indifferently: "I can only say this. Knowing too much is not good for you. Now is the time for you to leave."

Jiang Cheng was only one step away from the truth. How could he give up? He did not retreat but moved forward. He walked towards the newspaper man with firm steps. A sigh came from behind the screen. This time, the screen did not move away from Jiang Cheng, but moved towards Jiang Cheng with a strong pressure. A not very tall screen gave people a suffocating feeling like a mountain pressing down on their heads, but Jiang Cheng was not afraid at all. Before the screen was about to crush him, a pale hand stretched out from behind Jiang Cheng and held the screen.

"Keep going."

The hand actually pushed the screen back continuously, and the voice of Wu sounded behind him. This was Jiang Cheng's greatest reliance.

The newspaper man was not a bad person by nature, and he had no intention of hurting the other party, but he had to find out the truth today.

In the huge hall, a strange scene appeared. Screens formed in front of the newspaper man, and then crushed towards Jiang Cheng at a very fast speed. The terrifying power gradually accumulated. The closer to the newspaper man, the slower Jiang Cheng's pace, until a burst of snow-white knife light passed by.

The knife light overlapped, like endless waves, splitting the countless screens in front of him. As the screens shattered like a mirror, a figure rushed out at a very fast speed, breaking through the barrier composed of fragments, and rushed to the newspaper man sitting on a chair behind the screen.

At this time, the newspaper man still looked the same as when they first met, wearing a suit and covering his face with newspapers. The next second, Wu flew into the air and slashed the newspaper man with the back of the knife at an angle.

As the newspaper fell off, the face under the newspaper was exposed. Under a pair of bloody eyes that were not closed, there was a fragmented face.

The lower half of the face was almost completely destroyed, with only the lower jaw of the skeleton left wide open, filled with yellow gold. This picture was full of magnificence, strangeness, and fear, and it was difficult to describe it accurately.

What was even more surprising was that a boy was lying in the arms of the newspaper man, or more accurately, hanging on him, with his hands around his neck, his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth raised, and his face pressed against his shoulder was filled with a happy smile, as if he was dreaming a satisfying dream.

This sudden scene caught Wu, who was in an attacking posture, off guard. He naturally couldn't kill the newspaper man with this knife, and he didn't intend to kill him, otherwise he wouldn't use the back of the knife, but the boy was different. Wu could feel that this was an ordinary person, and he would not have died even if he had ten lives.

In a hurry, he immediately removed the remaining force on the knife, so that the knife barely avoided the newspaper man's neck and passed through the boy's hair. However, this not only made him lose the initiative, but also exposed his flaws to the opponent. The latter decisively seized the opportunity to stand up and slapped Wu's chest with one palm, knocking him out. The newspaper that slipped out of his hand even went around Wu's back without knowing when, and in an instant it became extremely huge, like a huge net, swallowing Wu in one bite.

Seeing this scene, the fat man jumped up and scolded the newspaper man for not being martial and using a child as a shield. He knew that if Wu didn't care about the child, the newspaper man would fall down now.

And Wu was willing to give up this great opportunity for a child, not only because of Wu himself, but also for himself and the doctor. After all, Wu could also feel his feelings for the boy.

During this period of time, Wu, like the original doctor, had changed. Even if he didn't admit it, the fat man saw it all.