Chapter 35: Corpse
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 35: Corpse

Just as Fatty was about to force himself to help Jiang Cheng, he caught Jiang Cheng's gaze. The gaze told him to back off. Fatty shrunk his head. He also swallowed the words he was about to say.

Jiang Cheng averted his eyes and stared at the suited man. The man looked awkward being stared at. His face paled as a bad feeling rose in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Cheng interrupted him, “Mr Guardian Angel,” He said politely, “I’m going to need your help.”

The man looked at the corpse, and his lips twitched. At the same time, the woman with the ponytail and the man with the cap sighed in relief. However, their expressions were soon replaced by worry.

“Me?” The suited man frowned.

Jiang Cheng nodded. “Yes, you.”

The man in the tank top, the other man and the girl in the pyjama moved to the door, but they didn’t dare to step into the room. Everyone’s attention was on the man in the suit. At that moment, the man thought about it and then accepted. He and Jiang Cheng stood on both sides of the woman in the qipao. Jiang Cheng suggested they grabbed the woman’s shoulder on each side and then turned her over.

After Jiang Cheng reached out to grab the woman’s shoulder, the suited man followed suit. Then, they worked together to flip the corpse over.

The girl outside the door screamed. Her knees weakened, and she almost landed in a pool of blood.

Even the mercenary woman, who had seen many gory things, couldn’t help but frown. The woman’s state of death was harrowing. The scariest thing was her chin was missing. Her hollow mouth cavity was exposed, sinews, muscles and all.

Something grabbed her by the head and then forcibly yanked her chin off. Seeing this, Fatty almost vomited.

The woman’s elegant qipao was soaked in blood.

The woman’s eyes were round and wide. She must have seen something scary before she died. Even in her death, her face was painted in indescribable fear. Her eyes were bloodshot.

After the initial discomfort, the woman in the ponytail walked forward and knelt beside the

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