Jiang Cheng didn't stop him, because he knew that Fatty's physique would definitely not suffer as long as he didn't use the door. Sure enough, Huaiyi chased Fatty for a long time but couldn't catch him.
The fat man looks dull, but he is quite flexible.
Having had enough trouble, the two of them leaned on the sofa together again. Fatty Balabala said that the toothpaste Huaiyi bought last time was not good. He had a toothache these days and had eaten less. Huaiyi told him to shut up. Yesterday I saw you secretly stepping on the electronic scale while I was sleeping, and I gained 7 pounds more than before.
Gained 7 pounds in 6 days!
The fat man gave up immediately and jumped up and said you were talking nonsense. He didn't get up at all at 40am this morning. He also said that Huaiyi probably saw a ghost.
When it was almost noon, Fatty cooked a bowl of instant noodles for everyone, which was the newly bought Laotan Pickled Cabbage Noodles. Jiang Cheng was busy looking up things on the computer and didn't have time to eat them.
The fat man was worried that the noodles wouldn't taste good if he didn't eat them. Huaiyi, who had just finished his own bowl, hurriedly brought Jiang Cheng's bowl in front of him, grinning and saying that he could help. He liked to eat this flavor, this one. Taste is right.
"You guys eat." Jiang Cheng didn't even look at the two foodies. After Huaiyi drank all the soup and leaned comfortably on the sofa with the fat man, he said quietly, "I'll fry the steak myself later. "
Staring at the computer screen, Jiang Cheng browsed the recent news.
Although there was nothing wrong at first glance, based on the information compiled by Jiang Cheng, he judged that the situation in front of him had reached a very urgent point.
Frowning slightly, he was a little worried about the situation with Lin Wan'er. He hadn't contacted him for so long, and he didn't know exactly where things were going.
He had confidence in Lin Wan'er, but the appearance of the old president Bus made him understand that some things were above the rules, and the Night Watchman's trump card was much stronger than they thought.
Thanks to Wu's help, he had a chance to escape these few times. He subconsciously turned his head to look at his shadow on the wall. The shadow did not open its blood-red eyes or grin at him. It looked ordinary. Nothing surprising.
As Wu's master... host, Jiang Cheng can feel some of the other party's emotions to some extent. During this period of time, Wu's emotions have become much calmer. The most direct manifestation is that he has not given him poisonous chicken soup for a long time.
Moreover, Wu’s writing is much better looking, at least I can feel that it was written seriously.
Originally, Jiang Cheng wanted to buy him a copybook to practice calligraphy, but then he imagined the scene of Wu sitting at the table, practicing calligraphy stroke by stroke, and Jiang Cheng couldn't help but shudder.
The most important thing to practice calligraphy is patience. He was worried that he would get frustrated after practicing without practicing. He threw away the pen, pulled out a knife and cut himself.
Thinking of that scene, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and finally shook his head and looked away, continuing to stare at the computer screen in a daze.
But just after he looked away, the shadow shook slightly, and then a pair of blood-red eyes appeared, looking at Jiang Cheng, giving the impression of frowning and wondering.
In the afternoon, Fatty was clamoring to go out for a walk. The weather had been bad some time ago, and they had been holding back at home for several days.
Maybe they know that people like them have been bought out by the old president's bus and will not be easily involved in other supernatural incidents, so they are much bolder.
After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng felt that it would be more convenient to have a car of his own, so the three of them went to drive back their own off-road vehicle first, with Huaiyi volunteering to be the driver.
Then Jiang Cheng turned on the navigation and asked Huaiyi to drive according to the route he planned. He saw some news today, which all happened in Rongcheng, and smelled some unrest in it.
After driving his beloved off-road vehicle, Huaiyi couldn't help but have mixed feelings. Once upon a time, this car still belonged to him. He introduced to the fat man in a semi-sensational and semi-showy tone that he had driven up to 7 girls.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Is your car... serious?"
"The car is a serious car. You don't know whether the people in the car are serious or not." Jiang Cheng replied while watching the news, "Don't follow the navigation. Turn right ahead. Let's go another way."
"Understood." Huaiyi turned the steering wheel to the right and changed the road.
Originally, Jiang Cheng planned to go to another direction in the city, but as he was driving, he realized something was wrong. It was a sudden feeling of palpitations, not terrible, but very sudden.
"Brother Jiang." Huaiyi's voice also changed, "What's going on around here?"
Looking around, I don't know when a layer of light white fog appeared around me, as if it appeared suddenly. The line of sight was partially blocked, and the visibility was maintained at a level that was adequate for investigation.
Anyone with eyes can see that something is wrong.
"Drive slowly." Jiang Cheng warned: "Don't hit anything."
The fat man was already panicking, but when he heard Jiang Cheng's words, he became even more panicked, "Can...could it hit something? Doctor, what did you see?" he asked hurriedly.
"Not yet." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frowned after comforting him. According to previous speculation, before the old president was dealt with and completely left the bus, the three of them with tickets would no longer be involved in other supernatural incidents. , but what can I say about the matter in front of me?
This is obviously a new supernatural incident.
After noticing the problem here, Jiang Cheng immediately took out his mobile phone for navigation. It turned out that the mobile phone had a signal, but the strange thing was that there was no such road at all!
According to the mobile phone map, this should be an undeveloped wasteland.
The road was wide enough for several cars to pass side by side. The fat man was walking alone in the back row. He was panicking, twisting his neck back and forth, and kept staring at the back of the car. "We...the car behind us has disappeared, and there was still one just now."
"It was a yellow-green taxi, I remember it very clearly!" the fat man added.
Jiang Cheng also has an impression. He remembers that when the fog first rose, he could still vaguely see the outline of the taxi behind him, but now, the fog has covered most of the world.
Suddenly, something different appeared in the field of vision, just on the edge of the road, it seemed... it seemed like a car parked there, a very large passenger bus.
"Get closer." Jiang Cheng kept an eye on the bus and told Huai Yi, "Just get closer. Remember, don't stop!"
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