Chapter 177: Chen Ran
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 177: Chen Ran

The young master’s eyes wandered between Jiang Cheng and Fatty. Then, he smiled, “I’m afraid my connection with the big brother won’t be as close as yours with him. We might miss some details if we work together.”

Fatty was startled, and his heart shrunk. He didn’t expect the man to realise that he actually knew the Doctor.

“Enough.” It was the woman who leaned on the stone pillar who spoke. Between heavy breaths, she lifted his eyes painfully, “All of you can go together. I wish to be alone.” Then, she harrumphed, “I’ve said everything I can say. It’s been so long. I can’t remember the rest.” She paused. “It’s pointless even if you stay around me. I have nothing else to add.”

It was then that Fatty realised the Doctor and the young master had the same plan. They wanted to get a chance to be alone with the woman and get her to reveal more information. Fatty was not dumb enough to believe that the woman had told them everything.

Based on what she said and the fear she had shown, the things that happened back then happened on their ship as well. They were attacked by some unknown creatures or forces. The survivors floated to this island. From the looks of things, her experience on the island was not great, or she wouldn’t have asked to leave so quickly. In other words, dangers existed not only on the sea but also on the island.

At this point, Fatty looked around. If he had to pick out the strangest thing on this island, it would be this building. From the outside, the large building looked like the common cathedral in Western movies. It was larger than a church. A large spire stood on the domed top. It was like a blade that pierced into the sky.

The mottled walls looked aged and corroded by the sea wind. The place had an ancient air. The building looked like it came out of an apocalyptic movie. It should inspire and impress. However, Fatty only felt oppressed. Even when he stood under the high ceiling, he felt very oppressed, as if a heavy stone were placed over his heart. His breathing became difficult.

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