The fat man looked over, and Jiang Cheng reached out to cover his eyes, "It's too cruel, don't look at it."
After the fat man pulled Jiang Cheng's hand away, he thought for a moment and said in a suggestive tone: "Doctor, why don't you go and persuade Wu? This is too... too much."
Jiang Cheng took a bottle of wine from the empty table nearby, found two clean wine glasses, poured half a glass for himself, and drank slowly, "How can I persuade you not to eat without you? Fatty Wang said he was greedy."
The fat man's face turned green after hearing this, "Damn it, doctor, please don't hurt me, okay?"
Jiang Cheng continued to sip his wine, looking at the endless shadows running back and forth, and said with a smile: "Look how happy he is. Happiness is the most important thing. No matter what he does, those shadows are no longer human. If their original owners are still alive, If you are conscious, you won’t want your shadow to be driven, otherwise you are doing good things.”
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Fatty saw Wu Lie drag out a shadow that was crawling under the table with a bloody mouth, then crushed it with his foot, and then quickly rushed towards another trembling shadow.
The fat man couldn't help but shudder, and then he closed his eyes to comfort himself, "It's all fake, it's all fake. The doctor said, no one is doing good deeds. Physics can save these ghosts. Yes, it must be like this!"
Jiang Cheng poured the fat man a glass of wine and advised him to relax, but as soon as the fat man picked up the glass, he heard an extremely miserable cry for help, "Help! Help!"
It was a man's voice. He sounded young and his voice was broken.
Jiang Cheng immediately stood up and looked around, only to see Wu's mouth wide open, but this time the shadow in Wu's mouth was very stubborn, using two arms and two legs to support Wu's mouth, preventing him from closing it.
What’s even more frightening is that the cry for help came from Wu’s mouth.
"Ghosts can also call for help?" Fatty was shocked.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Jiang Cheng dropped his wine glass and ran towards Wu Xiang. At this moment, Wu Xiang also felt the difference in this shadow and spat it out in disgust.
The moment the shadow left Wu, standing among the dull crowd nearby, a young man suddenly started coughing. This attracted the curiosity of Jiang Cheng and Fatty.
After the young man raised his head, his eyes turned around the fat man in Jiangcheng in horror, and he kept looking at their shadows.
"Are you...a human?" the fat man asked.
Zhou Ze finally took a breath and took a step back in fright, "What, you... aren't you?"
"We are human beings. Just now..." Jiang Cheng tilted his head to indicate his shadow on the wall, and explained with a kind face: "It was just a misunderstanding just now. Don't mind. He regarded you as one of those things. He didn't malicious."
"Are you Jiang Cheng?" Zhou Ze suddenly asked.
Jiang Cheng's eyes paused when he heard this, and then he looked curious as if he had heard the name for the first time: "Jiang what, what, do you have anything to do with this person?"
"Impossible, you must be Jiang Cheng!" Zhou Ze glanced at the shadow on the wall cautiously and said, "Your friends are in danger now, and you need to save them!"
Under the leadership of Zhou Ze, they quickly found No. 13, who had fallen into a coma in a hidden place. Jiang Cheng had seen this child at Lin Wan'er's place and remembered it immediately.
The moment Fatty saw No. 13, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. He carefully picked up No. 13 and said, "Wake up, how are you? Where are you injured? You..."
Suddenly, Wu in the shadow state looked at the fat man, and he felt the breath of the other door on the fat man.
Slowly, the fat man's call seemed to have an effect. The boy in his arms opened his eyes little by little. After seeing the fat man's face clearly, No. 13 hugged him fiercely and cried: " He was captured on the 10th and 2nd, please... quickly find a way to save him!"
After a moment, it suddenly occurred to him that it was useless to look for the fat man. No. 13 turned his head and looked at Jiang Cheng very seriously, "Quick, Zero, please, take Wu to save No. 2!"
"Who captured him?" Jiang Cheng walked up, intending to ask about the situation in detail.
"Overhead." No. 13 said hurriedly: "The guy who caused this supernatural incident is very strong. In order to save us, No. 2 was attacked by that guy, and then he was caught in the shadow."
"Also, you...you should also be careful of the night watchmen. They also have someone here, the old guy who is the presiding judge. His goal is nothing!" No. 13 continued: "He wants the door to nowhere!"
When Jiang Cheng heard this, he immediately looked at the shadow on the wall. Unexpectedly, Wu Na's grin became even wider.
"Rescue people first, and then go to the chief judge." Jiang Cheng said to Wu Jing in a consultative tone: "If you can beat them today, they will all be yours, how about that?"
Wu's eyes slowly looked at No. 13, seeming to be interested in him too.
The fat man immediately blocked No. 13 with his body and looked at Wu with a wary face. "You can't eat this. This is one of our own." Jiang Cheng said with gestures.
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, No. 13 breathed a sigh of relief.
"He's too young now, and he's not big enough for you to stuff between your teeth. Keep him first, and when he grows up, if he doesn't behave well or offends us, you can eat him later," Jiang Cheng added.
Although he knew that Jiang Cheng had this problem and Wuye would not really criticize him, No. 13 was still frightened when facing Wu. No. 2 had warned himself to stay as far away from Wu as possible.
In the horrified eyes of No. 13, Wu's shadow gradually solidified, and then he walked down from the wall, dressed in black, with a pair of bloody eyes on his pale face, holding a slender knife in his left hand.
The knife was stored in the scabbard, but it still couldn't hide the sharp aura, which seemed to be able to cut off the soul.
Since Wu came in, he has discovered that there is something wrong with these shadows. He also knows that these are just puppets. Behind them, there is a powerful guy controlling them.
But he never confirmed the other party's location. In his perception, the whole bar had a strange smell, every inch of it, as if the bar was made of flesh and blood mixed with reinforced concrete.
"The top of your head..." Wu raised his head and looked at the ceiling with his bloody eyes.
The next second, a cell phone rang, not far from them.
It was a middle-aged man with his head lowered, wearing a suit and a stiff expression. The ringtone of the cell phone came from his palm. There was a light flashing there, which was a cell phone.
The man was dead, his shadow had been wiped out, and there were even signs of decay on the side of his face.
This call seemed to stimulate Zhou Ze's sensitive nerves. He rushed over, looked at the incoming call on the screen, hung up, turned his head and said nervously: "You can't answer this damn phone, whoever answers will..."
Before he finished speaking, dozens or hundreds of mobile phones around him rang at the same time.
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