Chapter 142: I Swear
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 142: I Swear

After doing all that, Jiang Cheng slunk over to the real window. He tossed the brush out and then watched it closely. The brush arced through the air… and landed safely. It was not crushed in the air by some mysterious power. Not only that, Jiang Cheng also found a rope near the window. One end of the rope was connected to the bent iron hook, and the other end slid down the window.

It would seem like the person hiding inside the dresser used this route to sneak into this building to explore and evade the ghost on the first floor.

DONG

The sudden sound attracted Jiang Cheng’s attention. It came from the dresser. The person inside probably noticed something was wrong and wanted to get out. The dresser door knocked on the table that blocked it.

Jiang Cheng pulled on the rope to test it out. Then, he crossed one of his legs over the window. He turned around, took a deep breath and shouted at the staircase, “Hey! Someone is stuck inside the dresser!” Instantly, a blurry shadow flashed up the stairs. Jiang Cheng kicked against the wall, slid down the rope and landed firmly on the ground. Then, Jiang Cheng put the rope away. It made him feel better.

The silence lasted for a few seconds before there was a giant explosion. It sounded like the dresser exploding. Jiang Cheng’s other hypothesis was verified. There was no permanent safe house in the mission. It was bound by rules too. For example, the dresser looked fortified, but it was built on the premise that the ghost was only guessing that there was someone inside. She didn’t know for sure. Jiang Cheng’s shout eliminated that guess. Since that premise had changed, the safe house was no longer safe.

Jiang Cheng curled under the window and calculated the time. He was waiting for the place to calm down. Then, he’d climb back with the rope and see if he could salvage something from the corpse of his mysterious neighbour.

BANG!

A figure leapt through the air. The old window frame cracked. Shards of glass and the person careened down from the second floor. The person wa

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