NA - Chapter 92: Medium

However, what Jiang Cheng did next shattered Fatty’s understanding of the man. He looked at the bloody face calmly. He patted Zhen Jianren’s hand. “I know you’re still alive. You have a pulse.” Jiang Cheng was very persuasive. Zhen Jianren was not as agitated as before.

“Let go of me first. Let me check your wounds,” Jiang Cheng added.

Zhen Jianren breathed uneasily. It was unclear whether it was from pain or from what Jiang Cheng said. In any case, he slowly let go of Jiang Cheng’s wrist. The two bloody hollows looked at Jiang Cheng as if placing all of his hope on Jiang Cheng.

However, as his hand left Jiang Cheng, Fatty looked at Jiang Cheng very serenely undo the camera bag around his waist. Then, he wound the strap several times around his hand. Fatty had no idea what Jiang Cheng was doing… Until Jiang Cheng waved the bag like a mace. With Fatty looking on in shock, he smashed the bag right into Zhen Jianren’s face!

The unprepared Zhen Jianren wobbled. He was smacked back into the box. His high nose bridge collapsed. Blood poured out again. Jiang Cheng ran to close the lid back on. He turned around to shout at Fatty, “Run!”

Before Fatty could react, Jiang Cheng had already reached the door. Just as Jiang Cheng raised his feet to kick the door down, a sound entered their ears.

Dong. Dong. Dong.

The sound was soft. It was strangely captivating.

Jiang Cheng put down his leg.

Fatty was worse. He froze and didn’t move. Even though he couldn’t move, his brain was still churning. He perked up his ears to listen. He realised the sound had a certain rhythm to it. The rhythm was alluring. As he listened to it, Fatty realised his numb feet started to tap along to it.

Drum beats? No. Fatty processed it in his mind. This was heavier than the drum. However, he was not familiar with musical instruments and could not identify them.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The tempo picked up. Every beat landed on his heart. He swallowed subconsciously. The quick rhythm became clearer and clearer. The last thud shook Fatty awake. Even Ji

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Nightmare Assault Chapter 92: Medium

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