Chapter 250 Invasion

"They will be tortured to the point of being completely tattered, and then dragged on the ground like dead dogs, and finally thrown out through the door like a bag of garbage," the middle-aged man rolled up the cuffs on his wrists, slowly revealing a scar as hideous as a giant centipede, "They will return to the real world unharmed, but then"

He glanced at the door, night had fallen, "most of them will have mental breakdowns and finally choose to end their lives. He added: "Before the next nightmare comes."

It is hard to imagine that the fear that Crimson inflicted on those people even exceeded the nightmare itself.

Turning his head, the middle-aged man stared into Jiang Cheng's eyes, and his eagle-like sharp eyes gradually revealed, as if the dark night was the middle-aged man's home court.

Jiang Cheng moved his lips, "What about the last group of people?"

The middle-aged man was stunned, and his eagle-like sharp eyes suddenly tightened. After a long while, he spoke: "Young man, you are stronger than I thought. "

"You said before that there is a part of the people, not another part of the people," Jiang Cheng said, "This does not conform to the language habits of Oriental people, so it is not difficult to guess."

"Yes," the middle-aged man nodded, he stared at Jiang Cheng's eyes, "There is still a small group of people, they account for a very small proportion, so small that we almost ignored them at the beginning."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, "They will be selected by Crimson."

"Absorbed and joined them." Jiang Cheng nodded, this is not difficult to guess.

In reality, it is really difficult to gather a group of lunatics without being discovered, but in the nightmare, it is much easier to gather this place where lunatics gather.

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed, it was an inexplicable laugh, with a rare desolate, "No, more than that," he leaned forward and said in a hoarse voice: "It was chosen to invade this world. "

The fat man and even Jiang Cheng were stunned when they heard this, especially the former. The word "invasion" instinctively made him feel scared.

And what's more terrifying is that this fear comes from the unknown.

"Okay," the middle-aged man sat up straight and said to Jiang Cheng: "Young man, I have paid you the deposit, and you have to give me an answer now."

A few seconds later, Jiang Cheng nodded, "Deal."

The middle-aged man didn't look surprised at all. He stood up slowly, straightened his suit, and turned to walk out. "No need to contact me. I will come to you when the time comes."

When his figure was about to walk out of the door and disappear into the night, Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "Wait."

The middle-aged man paused.

"The mission hasn't started yet, how do you know that the Crimson people will get involved? "

For Jiang Cheng, the middle-aged man should be the person he can get in touch with who knows nightmares the most. He doesn't want to miss any opportunity to understand nightmares, no matter how despicable the means are.

"This is not within the scope of the deposit," the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Then let me change the question," Jiang Cheng was not frightened by the middle-aged man. He could feel that the middle-aged man might not like him, but for now, he had no intention of killing him.

"Why do you think I can save her? Or why do you dare to believe me?"

The middle-aged man turned around slowly. Not far behind him was a large area of ​​neon lights. The hustle and bustle of the city under the cover of night had just begun. Lights were lit up on the streets, and there were unclear sounds of cooking and frying.

For people in nightmares, such a plain life is also out of reach for them who are in danger of losing their lives.

"Intuition." The middle-aged man gave a very careless answer.

"Intuition? "Jiang Cheng smiled.

"I have my reasons, but you don't need to know," the middle-aged man's tone was not tough, but more like the breath of a person who has been in power for a long time.

It was not aimed at anyone, but just a clue to everyone.

"Then you are not afraid of what I will do to Xia Meng"

"You dare not," the middle-aged man interrupted Jiang Cheng directly, and his eyes hidden in the dark suddenly flashed something. After a while, he glanced at the worried fat man and said calmly: "If something happens to the girl, I will cut off her meat piece by piece and feed it to you with my own hands. "

It rained heavily at night, and the wind was strong, making the old doors and windows make a "knock knock" sound.

Jiang Cheng sat at the desk.

The fat man huddled on the sofa, with his chin on his knees, looking worried.

He wanted to persuade the doctor not to get involved in this mess, but he also knew that the middle-aged man's words were not just talk. If the doctor did not do what he said, both of them would suffer.

The power behind him was not something they could contend with.

"Doctor," he raised his head and asked hesitantly, "What do you think?"

"Go."

"Oh."

"But I'm not afraid of them," Jiang Cheng tapped the keyboard carelessly, "I have something to confirm."

"Then you better be careful," the fat man swallowed his saliva and whispered, "I have a hunch that the middle-aged man doesn't look like a liar. I'm afraid Shenhong is more terrible than he said."

"And that Xia" he suddenly stopped.

"Xia Meng. "Jiang Cheng reminded.

"Yes, yes, Xia Meng," the fat man said hurriedly, "She is not a good person either, you have to be careful of her," after thinking for a while, he added: "Especially when the mission is about to end, your value will be gone at that time, and she may kill you as well, don't forget how she treated us before."

Jiang Cheng ignored him. He was searching for something on the Internet. If the fat man came over to look, he would find a long list on the screen.

It was a screenshot from a forum.

There were densely packed names on it, followed by information, about twenty or so, all of whom were missing in recent months, and in Rongcheng where he was.

One of them was named Hu Yan.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he couldn't help but recall the words that the female police officer and the young police officer who was driving the car said here unintentionally not long ago.

"Sister Wei," said the police officer carrying the bag, "Captain Liu called and told us to hurry up. Someone disappeared in the south of the city last night, and the team is short of manpower."

The next moment, the middle-aged man's mysterious and strange behavior also appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind.

"No, more than that," the scar on the middle-aged man's lip became more hideous. He leaned forward and said hoarsely, "I was chosen to invade this world."

As if there was some kind of tacit understanding, the police officer and the middle-aged man, two completely unrelated voices suddenly appeared, and then they were entangled uncontrollably.

Like a ball of thread that was tangled by a cat, it became more and more tangled and complicated until it suddenly broke.

"Invasion?" Jiang Cheng leaned back in his chair, his eyes obscure.