Chapter 232: Memory
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 232: Memory

“Watch your words,” The woman looked at him, “Or you’ll die.”

Chen Ran turned around and left. He walked to the door at the corner of the music hall. Chen Ran caressed the doorknob before suddenly saying, “If my memory serves me right, you’ve met him before, right, Number 7?” Chen Ran tapped his forehead and smiled, “Oh. I’m sorry. I forgot… I should be calling you… Miss Lee Lu now.”

“Wuwuwu…”

“Alright. Stop crying.”

“Wuwuwu…”

“That’s enough!”

“Doctor… You have no idea.” Fatty collapsed on the ground. His snot and tears were all over his face. His body trembled as he wept. “It was so scary. You didn’t see how big that mouth was! It was this big!” He gestured with his hands. He cried harder. He had exhausted the roll of toilet paper Jiang Cheng had given him earlier. The rolled-up paper was everywhere.

“Doctor, can you get me another roll?” Fatty said through red eyes, “How could you be thinking about saving money at a time like this? Don’t you feel bad?”

“You’re still alive, right?” Jiang Cheng sighed. “If you don’t believe me, you can weigh yourself. Not one gram of you is missing.”

“Doctor, karma will eventually come for you.” Fatty curled up on the ground. He had figured it out. The Doctor probably was toying with him when he said he could only ensure one person’s safety. He was probably laughing on the inside. The more he thought about it, the angrier Fatty became. He pointed at Jiang Cheng, “You… are really horrible!”

Jiang Cheng shrugged again because Fatty’s words didn’t affect him at all. Jiang Cheng’s attitude only became better when Fatty went to the fridge and threatened to throw all the ingredients out. Jiang Cheng quickly ran to hand him another roll of paper. After some back and forth, Fatty got up from the ground, and the two chatted while sitting on the couch.

“Doctor,” Fatty asked, “So, being eaten by that ghost… No, by the thing summoned by the aged woman is the way to clear the mission?”

“Yes.”

“Then, doesn’t that mean all of us have cleared the mission?” Fatty blinked. “Well, oth

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