Grunt......

At this time, there was a protest in the stomach.

Originally, the bald director had an accident, and it was already the middle of the night, and he was taken back to the police station for questioning, and it was already more than 4 o'clock when he left.

In addition, in the battle with the nightmare Lu Shiya, he used the powerful Vajra palm, which seemed to consume a lot of energy and needed to be replenished urgently, and he tried the power of the Mercedes-Benz car just now, and he was even more hungry.

Fortunately, although there are no people on the street and shops are not open, some breakfast and snack bars are already busy.

Life is forced by life, and it is not easy for anyone.

Wang Pu found a steamed bun shop, and under the horrified expression of the shopkeeper looking at the starving ghost, he ate two meat buns in a row, but he still didn't feel full.

It's a little embarrassing.

The strengthening of the strong King Kong palm on his physical body seems to have improved his digestion and absorption ability a lot, and the two cages of meat buns would have died long ago if they were replaced by ordinary people, but his stomach was the same as the abyss, almost no one refused, and a bun was swallowed in a few strokes.

Wang Pu had no choice but to change to another store.

There were a lot of breakfast nearby, a few steamed buns and a few fritters, and after the turn, Wang Pu finally felt the long-lost feeling of fullness.

It made him look black.

Fortunately, he extorted 50,000 yuan from the bald owner, otherwise he would have choked on the food expenses alone, not to mention the rent and water bills.

However, with his current amount of food, Wang Pu feels that 50,000 yuan will not last long.

Prices are soaring, a steamed bun costs a dollar, he just had a meal, and it cost 200 yuan, which is enough for him to eat takeout for a week.

"Mighty Vajra Palm, I don't know if there is an internal strength or something, it can provide energy, otherwise I can't stand it if I eat it like this every day." Wang Pu sighed.

It stands to reason that since the fantasy of nightmares can manifest the secret of divine power, and even Mercedes-Benz cars can manifest it, it is not impossible to get a set of internal skills.

It's a pity that he was bent on using the Divine Palm to extinguish the nightmare, and he didn't look at the other secrets given to him by the God Stick stall owner.

Even if the fantasy fails to manifest like the Divine Palm and is lowered by a few levels, it should be possible to manifest the secret of having internal strength.

Of course, Wang Pu just thought about it casually.

According to his speculation, a nightmare should only be able to imagine an ability, which could be a martial arts cheat, a special ability, or an overtaking impact like the nightmare Lu Shiya.

He wants to change the court now, and it's too late.

However, Grey Mist can help him plunder the abilities of other Nightmares, and if the Nightmare Fantasy manifests the ability to be some kind of martial arts cheat, I don't know if he can capture it.

"By the way, after Nightmare Lu Shiya kills the bald director, she can stay in the real world and continue to kill. So, is the nightmare that killed the owner of the 501st floor of the Violet Community still hiding in the Violet Community? ”

Suddenly, Wang Pu thought of the nightmare of the owner of the 501st floor, and his face suddenly changed.

If this is the case, the people in the violet community will be very dangerous.

Not to mention the incredible ability of the nightmare monster, it is the terrifying image that will make people's scalp tingle when they see it, and if they really want to encounter it, not many people have the courage to rush up and resist.

Ordinary people are almost only slaughtered in the face of nightmares.

Wang Pu's face was cloudy.

He never thought of himself as a good person, but he knew that there might be nightmare monsters in the Sumire community that could kill people, and he couldn't ignore them.

If he doesn't have the ability, he definitely hangs high.

However, the monster that ran out of the nightmare does not seem to be invincible.

"Forget it, let's take a look, the bald director is a scumbag, innocent of death, the residents of the violet community are innocent, if you can, it's good to help a gang." Wang Pu thought about it and made a decision.

Even if he can't defeat that nightmare monster, with the ability he has now, it should still be no problem to save his life.

According to the description of the post of the owner of the 501st floor, as well as the state of death, the monster that ran out of his nightmare should not have any too strange abilities, but it is a little stronger, more similar to some kind of inhuman horror beast.

Even, Wang Pu still has a trace of ambition in his heart.

Killing the Nightmare seems to increase his abilities, and the gray mist in his mind can also rob the Nightmare's abilities.

Perhaps, he could hunt this nightmare.

However, there is a problem, he does not know where the Nightmare Monster is hiding and whether it can return to the dream realm.

What if the Nightmare Monster returns to its dreams and hides in someone's dreams?

"We'll talk about it then!"

Wang Pu sighed, he couldn't help this.

It can only be observed first.

At the very least, find out where the Nightmare Monster is hiding.

The gray mist in his mind seemed to have a special sense of nightmares, and he could tell if there were nightmares in a person.

It's still early in the morning, and there are relatively few people, and the violet community is not too far from here.

Wang Pu went straight to the violet community.

At this time, the sky has been slightly bright, and there are people in the community who have come out one after another to do activities, or morning exercises, or buy breakfast, in a hurry, no one can imagine that under this quiet and peaceful place, there is a hideous and terrifying monster, which may appear at any time and take everyone's life.

Wang Pu bought a cup of soy milk, sucked it, and waited quietly at the gate of the community.

He didn't know where the nightmare monster was, or if it was on someone's body, the safest way was to wait, and wait for the people in the community to come out one after another, if the nightmare monster was hidden on them, the gray fog in his mind should have sense.

Of course, not everyone will come out, and there may be fish that slip through the net.

When the people came out and still didn't find the nightmare, Wang Pu planned to go into the community to investigate.

Fortunately, Wang Pu was lucky, and he didn't wait for a while to discover the whereabouts of the nightmare.

He found nightmares in a small child.

It was a little boy about eleven or twelve years old, who was about to go to school with a few companions.

"Sure enough, can Nightmare return to its dreams?"

Wang Pu frowned, pretending to be a passerby and approaching the little boy.

"Ke Mingda, didn't you sleep yesterday, why do you look sick, I called you in the morning and you haven't gotten up yet?" Another boy of the same age said to Kominda.

"Don't mention it, I had a nightmare last night." Ke Mingda said with a bad face.

"What a nightmare, it can't be the nightmare you told me last time, right?"

The boy said, and the others also looked surprised, obviously it wasn't the first time that Ke Mingda had this nightmare, and they all knew about Ke Mingda's nightmare.

Ke Minda nodded, worried.

"Ke Mingda, you're too timid, aren't you just an ugly monster, what's there to be afraid of, look at me, even Sister Sadako and Aunt Chu Meiren are not afraid, I watched horror movies alone last night!" A boy said with a big grin.

"I'm not timid, it's just that this dream is a little strange."

Ke Mingda retorted with a red face.

"Timidity is timidity, I think you just lack exercise, just in the evening let's play the game of pen fairy to help you practice your courage." Another boy said.

When Wang Pu heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Today's children are also big-hearted, precocious not to mention, some people also like to hunt for curiosity, how to do how to die.

At his age, watching a zombie movie is so scared that he turns his head and closes his eyes half of the time.