Chapter 25: School
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 25: School

There were buildings 2 and 3 stories tall across from him. There were businesses one would find around a school, like eateries, bookstores, internet cafes and so on.

The internet cafe had good business, but the female boss who stood in front of the bookstore looked very pissed.

Jiang Cheng walked to a cafe and paused at the door for a few seconds before walking in. There was no one on the first floor. He found the stairs and headed up to the second floor. He noticed that the window seats were all taken. Around eight customers turned their eyes to Jiang Cheng.

“Doctor!” Fatty, who was squeezed into the corner, looked at Jiang Cheng with watery eyes, “It’s so good to see you here!”

Jiang Cheng was surprised to see Fatty there, but he only glanced at him before turning away. That group appeared to be his teammates for this mission. It was more than last time. There were eight, including Jiang Cheng.

“Hello.” A man in a white suit stood up to greet Jiang Cheng, “You’re amazing to be able to find this place on your own.” He was right that Jiang Cheng didn’t choose this cafe randomly. Most of the surrounding buildings were low. The cafe provided the best vantage point. Furthermore, there was a large glass window on the third floor where one could easily look into the school. Jiang Cheng looked at the school outside the window before turning around, “Is the school the location of the mission?”

“It should be.” The man in the suit shrugged, “I’ve already asked the waiter here. That is not a normal school but an art school.”

Just as the man was about to continue, a loud roar interrupted him, “Where is this place? Who are you? I’m calling the cops!”

Jiang Cheng turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a tank top yelling agitatedly. It appeared to be his first time in the nightmare realm.

“We’ve told you what you needed to know. It’s not our issue if you want to accept it or not.” A young man with a cap leaned on the chair. He narrowed his eyes at the middle-aged man and suddenly chuckled, “I’m not your father, s

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