Chapter 256: Entering the Door

"Get out of the car," the middle-aged man was the first to get out of the car after parking it. The fat man was the second one. His movements were even faster than Jiang Cheng, as if there were jackals and beasts chasing him.

Jiang Cheng opened the car door and looked around standing in the open space. He found that this was a villa-style building with a large area and a stone wall as a partition.

But from the mottled appearance, it was very old and the location was very remote. At least for him who had lived in Rongcheng for a long time, he didn't know there was such a place in the suburbs.

The fat man came to Jiang Cheng in a few steps and asked in a low voice: "Doctor, where is this?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who got out of the car.

Although Xia Meng seemed to have the highest priority among the group, here, others were obviously obeying the orders of the middle-aged man. He was like a manager.

As soon as the middle-aged man got out of the car, a young man who had been waiting on the side got in the car immediately, sat in the driver's seat and drove away.

A rolling door slowly rose up at a corner of the building, revealing a dark, garage-like space. The black car that brought them slowly fell into it, and then the rolling door fell down, covering up all traces.

The gate of the villa gradually closed, and with a bang, the rusty iron door closed, as if leaving the sunshine and hope outside.

The fat man's throat rolled twice.

He seemed to want to say something, but after seeing Jiang Cheng's face, he shut his mouth tactfully.

After a while of tossing, the sunset was setting in the west, and a half-ray of the sunset hung in the sky, like an old man who was about to die and was reluctant to take his last breath.

The dilapidated villa stood in the sunset, casting a half-dead shadow on the ground.

Without any nonsense, the middle-aged man walked into the villa, Jiang Cheng followed him about two meters behind, and the fat man followed the doctor in small steps.

It seemed that no one had lived in this villa for a long time. When they walked in, they saw some people busy cleaning up inside.

Several people came to sit down in front of the large and spacious leather sofa. In front of them was a very clean marble table. There were several cups on the tabletop that could almost reflect people's shadows.

Jiang Cheng reached out and picked up one. The residual warmth from his fingers was just right.

He took a sip, then held the quilt in his hand, and did not put it down, as if absorbing the warmth from it to dispel the coldness not long ago, "It seems to be here." He raised his eyes and looked across.

The middle-aged man opposite did not speak either. He had a strong aura just sitting there. After a while, he nodded, "Yes, you can get ready after dinner."

"You guys are going to enter a nightmare here?" The fat man also reacted at this moment. It turned out that the reason why these people went to great lengths to build this place like a fortress was to use it as a base to enter a nightmare.

"Without me," the middle-aged man tilted his head to look at the fat man and said lightly: "It's you. ”

Although the doctor had emphasized to him early in the morning that he would take him with him this time, it was only when the middle-aged man said it that it was truly confirmed.

After all, it seems that the doctor is also under the control of this middle-aged man.

The fat man knew very well that the doctor was probably full of anger now, and Xia Meng would not have a good time when she entered the mission.

"The clue newspaper is in your hands," Jiang Cheng's voice was very calm. Although Xia Meng was sitting very close to him and could see it as long as she turned her head, his attention was still focused on the middle-aged man.

After all, he was the only one who could give him a sense of crisis here.

"Yes. "The middle-aged man nodded.

This is not difficult to guess. Placing the clue newspaper close to the body can open the corresponding door. Jiang Cheng had experienced this in the school copy. At that time, he had just come out of the first copy. Too frequent copies almost caused his death.

He did not ask to look at the newspaper first to check the goods. After all, this time it was not just his own people, and there was Xia Meng, who looked very precious, to accompany him.

Ah no, it was him who was accompanying her.

Life and death are shared, and happiness and misfortune are dependent on each other.

According to the middle-aged man's temperament, if Xia Meng died, then even if he survived the nightmare mission and returned to reality, he would probably be in a very bad situation.

After an ordinary dinner, Jiang Cheng, Fatty, and Xia Meng, all led by the middle-aged man, came down to a room upstairs. a large room.

The villa has three floors, but as of now, only one floor is occupied, and the second and third floors are very quiet.

Here, several people held a simple meeting, which was actually to listen to the middle-aged man talk about some things that need to be paid attention to in nightmares. The reason why it is called a meeting is entirely because of the middle-aged man's serious appearance.

Unfortunately, the middle-aged man only mentioned a little bit about the information about Crimson that Jiang Cheng wanted to know most.

He only said that there was intelligence that Crimson would intervene this time, but there was no specific information at all about how much it would intervene, whether it would send people to infiltrate, what kind of people would be sent, whether they were men or women, and how many people.

Raising his wrist, the middle-aged man looked at his watch, raised his eyes and said: "It's 10 o'clock now. In half an hour, I will start to clear out the other people in this villa, including me."

Before leaving, the middle-aged man looked at Xia Meng who deliberately avoided him, sighed, and then stretched out his hand. The fat man blinked in confusion, wondering what they were doing.

A few seconds later, Xia Meng reluctantly took out a newspaper from the very close-fitting part of her clothes. The middle-aged man took it and turned around and handed the newspaper to Jiang Cheng.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Cheng grabbed it.

"Please," the middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Jiang Cheng stared at him for a while, and suddenly said, "I hope you can still abide by our previous agreement when you come out."

The middle-aged man took a last look at Xia Meng, turned around and strode away.

After the wooden door was closed, only Jiang Cheng, Fatty, and Xia Meng were left in the room, staring at each other.

But unlike the scene imagined by Fatty, Xia Meng was completely different from the previous show of strength.

She sat at the corner of the largest bed in the room, staring at Jiang Cheng, and her eyes occasionally glanced at the newspaper in the latter's hand.

"Doctor," the fat man came over stealthily, staring at the newspaper in Jiang Cheng's hand with shining eyes and said, "This thing can't be fake, why do I feel it's so easy?"

He kept signaling Jiang Cheng to look at Xia Meng with his eyes, obviously wanting to ask why the newspaper was not given to her, but left to his group.

Jiang Cheng didn't show as many thoughts as Xia Meng and the fat man. He left the fat man and came to the biggest and most comfortable bed where Xia Meng was. Then, in front of Xia Meng, he tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and pressed the folded newspaper tightly against his face with a very obscene smile.

"It's still warm." He grinned and said happily.