Jiang Cheng's strong perception allowed him to know what was happening around him and how chaotic the scene was.
"Amossian Poetry wouldn't be dead, right?" Jiang Cheng's eyes were still closed. He then took a tentative step forward and suddenly heard a shout.
"What's that?" A thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Cheng's mind. He hesitated for a moment and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng said to a person whose entire body was stained by the surrounding white dust.
"Could she be Amossian Poetry?" Jiang Cheng wondered in his heart.
Although he couldn't identify Amossian Poetry based on her appearance, from what happened just now, only Amossian Poetry could be beside Jiang Cheng.
"It really is Amossian Poetry." Jiang Cheng fixed his eyes on the person. The thick eyebrows on the eyes were still not stained by the white dust on the wall. "It must be Amossian Poetry." Jiang Cheng confirmed his judgment.
"Sh * t." Jiang Cheng secretly cursed in his heart. "I've messed things up."
Jiang Cheng seemed to only now realize that he was cooperating with Amossian Poetry. He frowned and his body froze on the spot.
He didn't even know if Amossian Poetry was dead or alive.
After Jiang Cheng stepped on her, Amossian Poetry still hadn't made a sound. Could she be dead? Or had she fainted?
"Hey, wake up! We still have details to discuss. We haven't signed the contract yet! "Jiang Cheng suddenly squatted down and shouted at Amossian Poetry.
"Say something!" Jiang Cheng hugged Amo Sangshi's body and bit her shoulder as he spoke to her.
"Say something!" Jiang Cheng kept shouting. After a minute, Amossian Poetry was like a pool of stagnant water. She didn't respond to Jiang Cheng's call at all.
"He can't be dead, right?" Jiang Cheng suddenly had a doubt. If Amossian Poetry was dead, Jiang Cheng would have to take full responsibility.
If it was just this, Jiang Cheng wasn't very afraid. After all, he had assassinated countless people and escaped from countless police searches. He was still safe and sound.
However, the cooperation between Amossian Poetry and Jiang Cheng seemed to be bothering Jiang Cheng at the moment.
Just when Dong Zhaocheng came up, what were Jiang Cheng and Amossian Poetry talking about in the room? Probably only Dong Zhaocheng could answer this question, because it was Dong Zhaocheng who recommended Amossian Poetry to Jiang Cheng.
"Jiang Cheng, what's going on?" A low voice slowly came from the door of Room 902.
Jiang Cheng looked back and found that Dong Zhaocheng was also shocked by the explosion. He was standing at the door with a pale face.
"What are you doing?" Dong Zhaocheng asked. The pale face suddenly trembled, wrinkled a little, and finally fell to the ground.
It turned out that the paleness on Dong Zhaocheng's face was caused by the white ash on the wall. The ash passed through his face and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the street was filled with this white ash. Even Jiang Cheng couldn't avoid it. At this point, one couldn't help but admire Dong Zhaocheng's eyesight. If it wasn't for his amazing ability to distinguish, how could he tell that the person was Jiang Cheng under the cover of a layer of white ash?
Obviously, Dong Zhaocheng's eyesight was different from ordinary people.
"I'm …" Jiang Cheng's words suddenly came to a halt.
It seemed that Jiang Cheng didn't dare to tell Dong Zhaocheng about Amossian Poetry.
"If I tell Dong Zhaocheng, won't I be exposed?" Jiang Cheng thought in his heart.
Thinking back to Jiang Cheng's previous assassination process, one would know that exposing one's actions to others was the stupidest thing to do. In other words, the reason why Jiang Cheng was able to successfully escape after assassinating others was because he had done a strict job of keeping it a secret. No one knew what he had done or where he had been. Some people even thought that Jiang Cheng had sex in his room during the assassination process. Of course, this was the speculation of those people.
"If Dong Zhaocheng finds out that something happened to Amossian Poetry, I'll be in danger!" Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng decided to hide this matter. But now that Dong Zhaocheng was in front of Jiang Cheng, how could he hide it?
Unless he knocked Dong Zhaocheng unconscious, this matter would definitely be exposed.
"I can only knock him unconscious." Thinking of this, Dong Zhaocheng suddenly frowned. He seemed to realize something.
"Jiang Cheng, who is the person next to you?" Dong Zhaocheng said in a tentative tone. "Is it Amossian Poetry?"
"Damn it!" When Jiang Cheng heard Dong Zhaocheng's words, the fear in his heart suddenly surged. He murmured, "Could it be that he already knows?"
"Or is it a sculpture?" Dong Zhaocheng continued.
"Good opportunity!" At this moment, Jiang Cheng's frown suddenly relaxed.
"Now is the time to act." Jiang Cheng put down the Amossian Poetry that Dong Zhaocheng called a sculpture and suddenly stood up.
Looking at Jiang Cheng's actions, he was ready to knock Dong Zhaocheng unconscious before the latter found out that something had happened to Amossian Poetry.
"What do you want to do?" Dong Zhaocheng seemed to sense a strange energy surrounding Jiang Cheng's body. Although Dong Zhaocheng was a businessman, he often wandered between the black and white, so he had the ability to sense Vital Energy.
"Don't come over." Dong Zhaocheng continued. Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. He then said, "Stay away from me."
Although Dong Zhaocheng did not know why Jiang Cheng was storing Vital Energy energy at this time, he felt that it was not a good thing.
Therefore, Dong Zhaocheng stepped back and shouted at Jiang Cheng in front of him, "You stop."
"Hurry up!" Dong Zhaocheng's face looked extremely nervous, and the words kept flowing out of his mouth.
However, when one insisted on standing alone, the result was often the opposite. Moreover, Jiang Cheng's purpose was to knock Dong Zhaocheng unconscious. How could he knock him unconscious without getting close to him?
"Why are you so afraid? I'm not going to eat you. "Jiang Cheng suddenly said.
"Look behind you."
Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly rose as he said to Dong Zhaocheng.
His body was like an agile monkey, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Dong Zhaocheng.
Originally, Jiang Cheng's plan was to distract Dong Zhaocheng's attention and then launch an attack. However, Dong Zhaocheng did not fall into the trap.
In other words, Dong Zhaocheng was now staring at Jiang Cheng with his eyes wide open, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.
"What do you want?" Dong Zhaocheng looked at Jiang Cheng, who suddenly stopped and shouted at him. Dong Zhaocheng stretched out his arms and directly attacked Jiang Cheng's ribs.
"What!" Jiang Cheng looked terrified. He did not seem to realize that Dong Zhaocheng would attack him, so he only reacted now. However, it was too late to react now. Dong Zhaocheng's palms had already reached Jiang Cheng's ribs. In the next second, Jiang Cheng would be hit and sent flying.
"Ah!" Painful cries resounded throughout the street, but it was strange that no one else came out of the room. The only explanation for this situation was that there was no one in the room.
"I'm sorry." Dong Zhaocheng said to Jiang Cheng, who fell to the ground.
"How dare you …" Jiang Cheng wanted to say something but stopped, and blood gushed out of his mouth.
The power of Dong Zhaocheng's two palms seemed to be particularly amazing, so much so that Jiang Cheng vomited blood within a minute after receiving the attack.
"This?" When Dong Zhaocheng saw Jiang Cheng's state, his face was full of surprise. From his reaction, he probably did not expect that his skill could actually injure Jiang Cheng.
Vomiting blood meant that Jiang Cheng's internal organs were squeezed, which resulted in cracks. Under such circumstances, it was definitely not an ordinary skin wound, but a serious injury.
"I really did not mean it," Dong Zhaocheng continued to say, and then he took a tentative step forward.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Dong Zhaocheng.
Jiang Cheng raised his hand and the knife fell. He was unusually skilled, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked out Dong Zhaocheng with a punch.
This was because he was very familiar with the movement of attacking others, and he had practiced it to perfection. Therefore, he was able to knock down the opponent in an instant.
"Hehe," looking at the fallen Dong Zhaocheng, Jiang Cheng sneered.
"You did not expect this, did you?" Jiang Cheng said.
"I was just pretending just now, hahaha." Jiang Cheng's thunderous laughter resounded around the corner of the street. If someone was next to Jiang Cheng at this moment, they would definitely think that Jiang Cheng was a madman.
Because there was still a smear of white ash on Jiang Cheng's face, coupled with his strange laughter, it would be illogical for people not to think that he was a madman.
"I did not expect this to be so useful." Jiang Cheng suddenly took out a bottle from his pocket.
Looking at it, there were four words written on it: Magic Prop.
The blood in Jiang Cheng's mouth was caused by this prop. At that time, Dong Zhaocheng thought that Jiang Cheng was injured, but it turned out that everything was fake.
"Not bad, not bad." Jiang Cheng put the small bottle back into his pocket with satisfaction. He thought to himself, "I can still use this next time when I sneak attack others."
It seemed that in order to practice his exquisite sneak attack skills, Jiang Cheng had specially bought a lot of small props. For example, this magic prop that used pig's blood to replace human blood could achieve the level of passing off as genuine. At least when others looked from the outside, they would not be able to tell that it was actually pig's blood.
"Dong Zhaocheng, I'm sorry." Jiang Cheng looked at the ground and said to the unconscious Dong Zhaocheng.
Just now, it was Dong Zhaocheng who apologized to Jiang Cheng, but now it was Jiang Cheng's turn to apologize. Jiang Cheng then left Dong Zhaocheng's position with a smile and came to Amossian Poetry's side.
Suddenly, a ghost-like woman appeared in front of Jiang Cheng.
In the face of this sudden shock, Jiang Cheng was not prepared at all. Suddenly, Jiang Cheng's eyes glazed over and his body lay down.
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