The spider-man with slender limbs was already swooping down towards Fatty before he could react. In the nick of time, a scarlet figure flashed, and a spider-woman, even more terrifying in appearance with hands and feet all over her body, appeared, swatting the spider-man away with a single blow, sending him rolling back into his web.

Then the spider-woman quickly climbed onto the web and began attacking the spider-man.

The still-shaken Fatty looked at the spider-woman and she seemed familiar. After a moment, he suddenly remembered, wasn't this the culprit in the bar incident?

Also the source of the ghost movie paranormal event!

In the end, the spider-woman and the Judge were both killed by Wu. He didn't expect she would be summoned as well.

Unlike Fatty's perspective, Jiang Cheng didn't care about the spider-man's limbs. His attention was on the hospital gown the spider-man was wearing, specifically the right arm, where a piece of cloth was sewn on, with the character "一" (one) drawn on it in thick red pen.

This should be some kind of special marker. After all, the first tentacle man they encountered didn't have it.

The battle overhead was also going smoothly. The spider-woman was chasing the spider-man in circles, and the spider-man's counterattacks were resolved by the female ghoul, but the spider-man, relying on his agility, managed to evade capture for the time being.

Jiang Cheng understood that neither the starving ghost nor the spider-woman were trying to kill. They were more interested in injuring and capturing him, which must be Wu's intention.

Various strange noises gradually arose around them. There must be many more like these guys in the fog. This was the Crimson's base and a monster's paradise.

The girl crying with her face covered also turned around. As her hands lowered, Fatty's brow couldn't help but twitch. The girl had no eyes.

No, to be precise, the girl had never had eyes. Her eyes weren't gouged out; the area below her forehead was completely flat, without even eye sockets, and just below that was her nose.

Listening to the dense sounds around them, Wu seemed to be interested as well. Figures emerged behind him one by one. The Heart-Eating Demon, the Scarecrow, and the Murderer stepped forward in turn, forming a protective formation, back-to-back, surrounding Jiang Cheng and Fatty.

Just when Fatty thought a great battle was inevitable, suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded from the depths of the fog. Immediately afterward, the dense sounds around them receded like a tide, and the encirclement targeting them... dissolved.

The giant rag doll and the struggling spider-man also fled, retreating into the fog. The rag doll didn't forget to grab the girl before leaving.

The starving ghost and spider-woman didn't pursue. Wu turned around, looking at the way they had come from the alley. The summoned ghouls disappeared one by one, merging into Wu's shadow.

"Da da da..."

A series of footsteps approached quickly. After a moment, a woman emerged from the mist. The woman wore a white coat, was about 60 years old, with neat short hair and slightly graying temples.

She looked like a researcher here, and of a high rank.

"I have no malice. I know you have no malice either. Would you be willing to talk?" The woman's gaze swept over the three of them, finally settling on Jiang Cheng's face.

"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng asked directly.

"I am the deputy director here, but now the director is dead, so I am nominally the highest-ranking person here." The woman spoke without timidity. "I hope we can talk."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng nodded. It would be best not to fight. He also wanted to understand how this place operated and what heinous things the Night Watch had done here.

The woman turned and walked outwards, indicating for Jiang Cheng and the others to follow. With Wu around, they weren't afraid of any tricks. Judging from the previous confrontation, Wu was more than capable of crushing everyone here.

After walking about twenty meters, just out of the alley, the fog outside dissipated a lot. They saw many people standing not far from the alley.

These people were all wearing the same white and blue hospital gowns. Apart from that, they differed greatly from the definition of "person" in normal people's eyes. Some were missing half their bodies, who knew what they had gone through, while others simply had no legs, using their hands to support themselves on the ground. There was also a woman whose entire body was stuffed into a large porcelain vase, with only her head exposed. The large porcelain vase was held on the head of a grinning, drooling man.

In addition, there were a few giants over 2 meters, or even 3 meters tall, and some could only be moved on a flatbed cart, the entire person like a pool of fat lying in a large bathtub. Because of their extreme obesity, their faces were squeezed together, and it was impossible to identify their gender from their external characteristics.

These people gathered together were clearly a bizarre human exposition. Fatty never expected that the new generation of Crimson would be a group of such monsters.

Besides horror, he felt more pity. The skin of these people was mostly unnaturally pale, as if they hadn't seen sunlight in a long time.

However, Jiang Cheng noticed that some of these people had a red "一" (one) symbol on their right arm. These people mostly stood in the center of the crowd.

And on the inner side of the "一" (one) symbol people, there were even fewer people with the symbol "二" (two). From their appearance, the degree of erosion in these people was even more exaggerated.

In the very center of these people was a monster who was fully 2.5 meters tall. The reason for calling him a monster was that he was the only one among all these people wearing a mask.

Not only that, but a whistle was tied around his neck with a rope. This immediately reminded Jiang Cheng of the whistle just now. It was after that whistle that the monsters who had surrounded them retreated.

And on this person's right arm, was marked a bright red "三" (three).

As the fog gradually dissipated, a two-story building appeared on the right. The woman naturally pushed the door open and walked in first.

Fatty couldn't understand. They had clearly walked all the way from here, but they hadn't seen this building.

Walking inside, it was a relatively large office. The woman walked to her desk and sat down. Jiang Cheng and the others sat in the chairs in front of the desk as if they were at home.

Jiang Cheng sat in the middle, Wu sat on the right near the door, and Fatty sat on Jiang Cheng's left.

Fatty noticed that there was a baby's hammock next to the woman's desk, and inside was an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes. The infant was lying on its side, revealing only half of its face, with its eyes closed, sleeping soundly.

"Are all the people outside members of Crimson?" Jiang Cheng asked the woman.

"Not entirely. According to the standards of those above, only some of them are qualified, and the rest are defective products," the woman replied.