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Chapter 143 Fighting Dreams 8

"How come this happens? Is it because I'm too tired? You can take a break first and wait until you reach Rose City!"

While comforting, Chen Jingjing's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. She knew what Liu Yun's dream world meant to them, and that could be regarded as their last hiding place.

After all, even if the red shoes are chasing us, it can only be the ability to activate dreams, and the real body cannot appear. Compared to being severely injured just now, it is impossible for the red shoes to take risks again.

This is also one of the reasons why Chen Jingjing is coming to Rose City. After all, if it is just Mengneng, they still have a hiding space, which is very likely to avoid the pursuit of red shoes, and they will not continue to be worried after entering Rose City.

However, now with the disappearance of Liu Yun's dream world, their last hiding place will also disappear. If the red shoes chase after him at this time, then they may have no resistance at all.

Although it is only a dream ability, if a dream eater wants to kill someone, he does not need to move his body. As long as he drags his sleep into the other person's world, life or death is just a matter of the other person's thoughts.

Thinking of this, Chen Jingjing couldn't help but become even more panicked. But although she was panicked, she also knew that if she panicked at this time, Liu Yun would be even more panicked and the last chance to escape would also disappear.

Now she can only pray, hoping that Liu Yun's dream can disappear for the time being, or that the speed of disappearing can be slower, otherwise, they will be really dead.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a harsh voice in her mind: "I finally caught up with you..."

Hearing this voice, Chen Jingjing's face suddenly turned pale, even more pale than Liu Yun's.

He is here.

Before she could escape, suddenly, a violent white light came from outside the window. This was not the power of the dream eater. And with this white light, she even heard a sharp scream, which seemed to come from the red shoes.

Not knowing what happened, she just subconsciously looked towards the direction of the white light. A pair of sharp and cold eyes appeared in the white light. Before she could see everything in her eyes carefully, the white light flashed suddenly, and everything in front of her disappeared. It appeared again. There was a vast white space in front of her, with nothing in the space, no train, no eyes, and no Liu Yun, only herself.

Chen Jingjing suddenly stood up: "This... this is a dream space!"

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"I will beat you to death, let you bully me, let you bully me..."

The original glasses were now unknown where they were thrown. The explosion-like energy on their body made Zhang Dali enjoy it and wanted to whistle loudly to the sky. What really made him even happier was the gangster who had bullied him. In front of him, he was like an ant that could be killed by randomly squeezing him down with just one punch.

Looking at the little gangster who could no longer get up in front of him, Zhang Dali was not relieved. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed the little gangster's hair and pulled the other party from the ground. It turned out that the little gangster had been knocked unconscious by him, but now the sudden pain made the little gangster still hum in a coma.

"Hehe, now I know it hurts. I'll let you mess with me, let you mess with me..."

Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now, Zhang Dali was even more resentful in his eyes. He swung his empty left hand and slapped directly at the gangster!

"Dongdongdongdong..."

It is not like the usual slap sound when slapping, but a very dull sound, like a drumming. It can be seen that with such force, there were no direct gangsters before, but now they can't even shout out the pain. The eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears have gradually turned bright red blood.

It seemed that Zhang Dali didn't see it, and he still slapped it down. Until, when Zhang Dali wanted to continue slapping it, his palm suddenly loosened and he didn't hit anything.

This made Zhang Dali, who was immersed in the pleasure of abuse, turn red and he began to get angry. Just when he was about to chase and beat him, he felt that something seemed to exist in his hand. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a scalp.

It turned out that he used too much force just now and directly grabbed the scalp of the gangster. At this time, the gangster's head, which had no scalp, hit the train table directly, and the red and white liquid mixed and flowed down.

When did Zhang Dali see such a scene? The smell of blood came, and he opened his mouth and couldn't help but vomit it out.

"vomit……"

After vomiting for a while, not only the supper I ate at night, but even the meal I ate at noon and morning seemed to have vomited out, and the whole stomach seemed to be squeezing. Zhang Dali really vomited to the point where there was nothing to vomit, so he slowly stopped vomiting.

It is said that people are a species with a strong surname. Although it was the first time I saw a dead person, and it was even the first time I saw such a disgusting scene. But soon, Zhang Dali gradually got used to it. Looking at the gangster's corpse in front of him, a question suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I killed someone, I actually killed someone. What should I do? What should I do!"

Now is an era of legal system. There is a thief or no one has taken care of it. But once someone is killed, it means that they are going to be an enemy of this country. In the face of that huge state machine, no one is not afraid. There may be some of them, but it definitely does not include Zhang Dali.

"I killed someone, want to escape, want to escape, must escape..."

He stood up suddenly and just took two steps, Zhang Dali suddenly came to his senses. "Where is this?"

Zhang Dali slowly recalled everything just now, as if he was being troubled by a gangster on the train. Although he was stopped, he felt depressed. Not only was he troubled, but he also felt humiliated. He was insulted by someone younger than him, no one could stand it.

Although he was in trouble by the gangster, he had no power and no power, so he had to endure it. So he had to return to his seat and sulk. During this process, he fell asleep unknowingly, and when he woke up again, he appeared here.

Not only did I become extremely powerful, but the gangster who had bullied me also happened to be here, so the beginning scene came.

"Where is the person on the train?" After walking around the entire car, Zhang Dali did not find anyone except for the front of the car that could not be opened. This made Zhang Dali start to panic, and finally chose to come to the gangster's body.

Although the gangster has now turned into a corpse, and even the corpse is still very disgusting, he is a little relieved by the same human being, with him here. In the face of mysterious things, even a corpse can make people feel a little relieved.

"Did I dream?" He pinched himself hard, and a violent pain came.

"This is not a dream, then, what's going on? What about the people? Is the car broken and everyone is outside?"

As Zhang Dali's thoughts just fell, the train suddenly stopped at some point. Outside the window, a burst of noisy sounds came out.

"Oh, really, the train can break, so it's better to make a car!" A middle-aged man's voice came over.

"I didn't know anything before. I'd better push the cart quickly. When the next stop is coming, you can change the train wheels and we can get on. Fortunately, there are many people here, otherwise, how could we push such a big train!" Another slightly tired female voice also came over.

"Okay. Don't talk nonsense, push the cart quickly, otherwise you will have to delay the departure time!" Finally, a majestic voice came over, and all the sounds suddenly became quiet.

"Hehe, right, right, it turns out that the train was broken halfway. Everyone went down to push the cart, but fortunately I fell asleep just now, otherwise I would have to go down to push the cart too! But there are so many people outside, what should I do if this body is done?"

Knowing what happened outside, Zhang Dali didn't feel anything to be frightened. At this time, a more important question suddenly appeared in front of him. What should I do with the corpse in front of me?

"It would be great if there was a knife..."

Because it was a train, he had no way to bring a knife at all. But if there was a knife at this time, he could do a lot of things.

Although he didn't bring it, maybe someone else took it. Zhang Dali couldn't help but look around. Suddenly, a silver light appeared in front of him. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a sharp kitchen knife.

He hurriedly ran over, held the knife in his hand, and walked to the gangster's body in three steps and two steps. Looking at the gangster on the ground, Zhang Dali smiled and said, "Brother, you bullied me first. Don't blame me if you go down, I'm sorry!"

Although he was laughing, the smile on his face became even more ferocious.

After saying this, Zhang Dali suddenly raised the kitchen knife in his hand and chopped it down hard.

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"I got in the car, got in the car... The car has finally been repaired, let's continue to set off!" A majestic voice came from the carriage.

Zhang Dali quickly climbed to his position and lay down, quietly feeling everything around him.

"This uncle can really sleep. He hasn't gotten up yet!" A clear voice sounded. Zhang Dali remembered this voice. This was a boy from the lower bunk. I have to say that the boy was still quite good.

"Yes, I would have been fine if I had known that I would have gone to bed, so I didn't need to go down and push the cart anymore. I was so tired!" This was a slightly old voice. Zhang Dali knew that it was the voice of a drunk old man.

Hearing the conversation, Zhang Dali smiled proudly: "It would be strange if you can be like me!"

Feeling the huge power surging in his body, Zhang Dali had more information about the future. However, whether it was him or the sound that just appeared, it seemed that he did not see a large piece of blood under his feet. (To be continued.)
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