Chapter 160 Revenge

The tall and strong man still stood in front of Jiang Cheng, and his attitude said it all.

"It's too late," Chen Xiaomeng urged.

The buzzing sound of the door became more and more urgent, and the light gray mist shrouding the iron door seemed to flow quickly as if it had life.

In half a minute at most, the door would collapse.

The tall and strong man didn't know what he did to the secret door. He let the village chief and others curse and roar outside, and the "bang bang" sound of hitting the door never stopped for a moment, but the secret door seemed to be integrated with the wall.

"There is a door hidden there, you can go there," the strong man pointed to a corner in the room, where there was a particularly large wardrobe, the style was exactly the same as the wardrobe in the abandoned building of the Qian family before.

"You can see the door when you open the wardrobe. Walk along the passage. After you go out, it is the pastry shop on the next street. The village chief only left two people there, and he can't stop you." He spoke very quickly.

The iron door next to the secret door was shrouded in mist, and a dark halo occasionally overflowed, but the tall and strong man seemed to be unable to see it.

This should also be the limitation caused by the rules of nightmares.

Taking advantage of Jiang Cheng's thinking, Chen Xiaomeng immediately ran to the door. Every second in the nightmare was dangerous and tormenting. Only by returning to his own world could he be truly safe.

Without saying goodbye, Chen Xiaomeng's figure disappeared inside the door in a flash of light.

The tall and strong man was shocked.

In his field of vision, the woman just now rushed directly to the wall, and then she disappeared.

Wall-walking technique?

Jiang Cheng naturally would not explain to him. There was no need and no time. He looked into the eyes of the tall and strong man, nodded and said, "Take care."

Then he ran to the iron door.

Just when he had half a foot in the iron door, his movement stagnated, his expression changed, and he suddenly thought of something.

They did not find Qian Jianxiu.

Nor did they find a ghost.

Since the iron door appeared, it meant that the case was clear. Although it might be Li Lu who had taken the lead, they did not see Qian Jianxiu's body.

Doubt drove him to look back the moment he entered the door.

At this moment, even time seemed to stop.

Everything looked like a slow-motion replay in his eyes.

The door of the wardrobe in the corner slowly cracked.

A blood-red eye appeared behind the door.

The next second, the door suddenly opened, and a bloody corpse fell out and fell to the ground, with blood splattering.

It was a headless corpse.

A twisted figure appeared in the room, with a bloody head in his broken arms.

The figure let out a roar between anger and excitement, and then rushed out directly through the secret door. The secret door, as thick as a wall, was as fragile as a piece of paper.

The curses and door-banging sounds of the village chief and others disappeared immediately.

Screams, running, the sound of human bodies being torn apart, and the sound of blood splashing on the ground made the corridor look like a Shura field.

The iron gate changed Jiang Cheng's vision. He could actually vaguely see the scene in the corridor through the wall.

Large pieces of blood were splashed on the ground, and broken limbs were everywhere. Those who took advantage of the chaos to hide in nearby rooms did not escape the ghost's hunting.

She caught a man who was hiding under the bed, covering his mouth, trying to get away with it.

She dragged him out from under the bed, then grabbed his shoulders on both sides, and tore him in half amid the man's screams.

For a while, the whole building was filled with bloody murderous intent. This vengeful ghost finally came to the world with her most extreme malice to punish those who had committed crimes.

Now there is no rule that can restrain her.

At least at this moment, she is an unsolvable existence.

Jiang Cheng suddenly understood that this was the reason why the ghost had not appeared before.

It was also a rule.

If the ghost appeared, then all of them would die.

The ghost was also waiting.

Whether they did not enter the iron gate within the specified time, or they opened the door of the closet out of curiosity, they would die.

But on the other hand, if they did not take the initiative to open the closet door, the ghosts hiding inside would not be able to harm them either, and could only watch them leave.

Ghosts would not let you off just because you helped her take revenge. Just as Fan Li said in the first mission, they represent the most extreme malice, a collection of all the negative things you can think of or even can't think of.

The only thing that can limit them is the rules.

Unscrupulous within the rules, dead bodies outside the rules.

Just as Jiang Cheng was quickly thinking about the information related to the rules, the massacre in the corridor came to an end.

Only the village chief, his son, Bearded Man, and the tall and strong man were left alive.

The twisted figure lifted Bearded Man, who had already rolled his eyes in fear and had a foul-smelling liquid flowing out of his trouser legs, and shook him in the direction of the village chief, as if showing something.

The village chief was in a much better condition than the bearded man. At least he didn't collapse on the ground. He barely stood against the wall, but his eyes were already filled with despair.

He seemed to have expected this day to come.

Just as the tall and strong man said, debts must be repaid eventually.

Now it was his turn to pay the debt.

"Crunch, crunch"

In front of the village chief, the ghost held the bearded man with one hand and grabbed the top of his head with the other hand, then slowly rotated. The bearded man's neck made a chilling sound, and large mouthfuls of blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The bearded man stared at his father, as if asking for help.

But after more than ten seconds, he couldn't do it, because his head was turned 180 degrees, and the last trace of life disappeared. He tilted his head and died.

The village chief stared at the twisted figure with bloodshot eyes, as if it was not the ghost who had a deep hatred, but him.

The ghost was not in a hurry, and his limp neck tilted to look at the village chief, and there seemed to be a prairie fire in his bloodshot eyes.

Simply killing the village chief could not satisfy her, she wanted the most painful way to die.

Qian Jianxiu had been tortured by her to the point of being unrecognizable.

Now, her goal has been achieved.

Her arm slowly stretched out, and although she was still a few meters away from the village chief, she actually touched the village chief. This weird scene made Jiang Cheng frown.

The hand that was trembling slightly because of excitement stroked the village chief's chest, feeling the heart inside that was beating violently because of fear.

The twisted figure burst out with a very harsh sound. Jiang Cheng could feel the excitement of the extreme repression and finally revenge.

The ghost was laughing.

He was sure.

But just as the ghost bent his fingers into claws and prepared to dig out the heart of the village chief Qian Jianguo, a thick wooden stick fell from the sky and broke the ghost's outstretched arm.

The next second, the strange arm returned to its normal length.

Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank, and he saw the tall and strong man holding a wooden stick in front of the village chief.