Nightmare Attack

"Dr. Jiang. Read М" Someone came over and asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking about?"

When Jiang Cheng turned his head, he happened to see Pi Ruan's face, which was slightly tangled because of worry. It was obviously a very familiar face, but Jiang Cheng felt unfamiliar.

"Nothing." Jiang Cheng replied calmly: "I suddenly thought of a friend."

Regardless of whether Pi Ruan is related to Crimson, now is not the time to verify it. The top priority is to find out the identity of Liu Laizi. The weirdness in him is obvious. If it can be confirmed that he is the former Dongyang disciple, then things will be much simpler.

"Where can I go to find out Liu Laizi's identity?" Huaiyi asked. The Feng family should be the ones who know his details best, but they are already dead.

The police station might be able to find out the details about Liu Laizi, but everyone tacitly agreed not to speak out. Everyone had a bad impression of Director Qiao who forcibly kidnapped them to investigate the case.

I don't want to have any contact with him unless I have to.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng said, "Go find Wu Dali."

Wu Dali is obviously not a core member of the police station. The tasks assigned to him are running errands, but he seems to be happy and at ease.

According to what was said before, everyone found him at a tea stall. At this time, he was shirtless, with one foot on a stool, gambling with a group of people.

Far away, I heard someone shouting, "Buy it and leave, you will be rich!"

It seemed that Wu Dali was not very lucky. When he got closer, he found that he was not shirtless on purpose. After all, the weather was getting cold now.

He also lost his clothes.

After approaching Wu Dali, Jiang Cheng explained his intention. Wu Dali refused at first. There was a strange emotion in his eyes, as if he had some concerns.

But Jiang Cheng's next words couldn't help but make him think deeply, "You lost all the police uniforms. Have you figured out how to explain it when you go back?" He looked at Wu Dali and asked.

After a while, Wu Dali gritted his teeth and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"I'll help you win it back."

Hearing what Jiang Cheng said, the originally noisy crowd froze, and then burst into laughter. People here were from all religions.

They don't have any other skills, but they still have the ability to recognize people. In their opinion, Jiang Cheng and his group are too "clean" and they have no idea what they are doing here.

A rough man with a burn scar on the right side of his face squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Boy, I advise you to mind your own business, otherwise I will export your mother-in-law!"

Hearing this, the crowd burst into laughter again.

Jiang Cheng didn't care. He only cared about Wu Dali's answer, "Need or refuse?"

Wu Dali pursed his lips, as if he knew what would happen if he lost his clothes, so he made up his mind and nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

But what everyone didn't expect was that the person they were betting against was not Jiang Cheng, who had boasted about Haikou at first, but a beautiful woman.

"How to play?" Lin Wan'er stretched out her hand and picked up three dice with one hand. She held one between each of her slender fingers, and then threw them into the dice cup one by one. Her narrow eyes were emotionless, "Yes. Haimen or Golden Cup?”

The man with the scarred face seemed to sense that the person who came was evil. He pushed the thin man beside him, walked up to the seat of the dealer, and said in a low voice: "Shake the golden cup."

No one wanted to miss this kind of gambling. After a while, many people came to watch, and there were even beggars nearby carrying broken bowls.

The result was no surprise at all. The scar-faced man lost three games in a row. Not only did he win back Wu Dali's clothes, he also got back the money he lost before, plus a fur coat from the scar-faced man.

In the cold wind, the scarred man with bronzed muscles covered himself, shivering, and looked like he had seen a ghost.

Throwing the clothes to Wu Dali, Jiang Cheng said, "Find a place and have a good chat."

Just when Lin Wan'er put down the sieve cup and was about to leave, "Wait!" a harsh voice sounded, but her tone was a little childish.

"Sister." Fu Fu stood at the gambling table, grinning and looking at Lin Wan'er eagerly, "How about you take a gamble with me?"

Hearing this, Pi Ruan's footsteps stopped and his brows immediately furrowed.

Instead, Lin Wan'er turned around and looked down at the girl who was a head shorter than herself. She pulled her hair into a bun and nodded.

Fu Fu became even more excited when she saw this scene. Her face turned a strange red color, but the people around her couldn't understand it.

It is unusual for two women to bet against each other here.

Huaiyi, Chen Qiang and the others saw more and more people gathering and wanted to leave quickly, but Jiang Cheng didn't express his position, so it was not convenient for them to say anything more.

After this period of contact, they also felt Lin Wan'er's dominance over Jiangcheng, and the relationship between the two was imaginative.

Fu Fu didn't even look at it. She relied on her memory to grab three dice from the table and threw them into the dice cup. Then she shook them violently and after a moment, they fell upside down on the table.

"Guessing the size is no fun, let's guess the number." Fu Fu's face was red, as if she was drunk.

"good."

Fu Fu clasped the dice cup tightly, her eyes were shining outward, and her gaze almost ate Lin Wan'er alive, "Guess first!"

"12 o'clock." Lin Wan'er said.

Before she finished speaking, Fu Fu raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a scheming smile, "I guess it's 6, 6, 4, 16 o'clock!"

"Open! Open!" The scarred man with his arms folded as a background in the cold wind urged loudly as if he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

The others also followed suit.

Fu Fu narrowed her eyes and opened the dice cup a little bit, her throat rolling from time to time. Although she had predicted the result, every second before the result was made public was enjoyable for her.

The dice cup gradually opened a gap, and the first dice appeared. "It's 6 points!" someone shouted.

Then, with the appearance of the second dice, the crowd began to stir.

Still 6 points!

When she saw the second dice, Fu Fu's breathing became rapid. No matter what the result was, she was already invincible in this bet.

But the moment she completely opened the dice cup, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone stared at the table.

"How could this happen?" Fu Fu was confused.

Everyone was confused too.

There were only two dice under the dice cup, one was 6 points, and the other was still 6 points.

Pi Ruan glanced at Lin Wan'er, who was always calm, sighed in his heart, and then looked away, looking at Fu Fu with sympathy in his eyes.

The next second, under everyone's gaze, Lin Wan'er moved. She slowly raised her hand, holding a dice between her slender fingers.

She gently placed the dice on the table, about a few centimeters away from Fu Fu's fingertips, and the latter's eyes twitched for no reason.

"If you can't even see your own cards clearly, don't learn to gamble like an adult." Lin Wan'er said earnestly: "The water here is very deep, and you, a little kid, can't control it."