The throne of God is waiting for me

Long-term customer..."

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Within half a month, the security level in the surrounding area, centered around the hotel where Xiao Wan lived, suddenly rose several steps. The gangsters all knew that there was a weirdo who loved to take advantage of black people nearby. Those who had a little self-awareness began to choose to take a detour, while those who didn't wink would just bump into him head-on, which became a warning for those who came after him.

Perhaps because Xiao Wan's behavior was too high-profile and arrogant, he soon enjoyed high-standard treatment in another sense.

Turning around the bustling commercial street, a backward demolition area suddenly stood up. A large area of ​​ruins blocked the road. Three tall men in black jackets formed a faint encirclement, blocking Xiao Wan here.

Faint tattoos were exposed from their arms. These people had cold expressions and stiff eyes. They were as silent as machines from beginning to end.

"Puppet?"

Avoiding a sudden attack, Xiao Wan calmly dodged while observing the situation of these people, and soon made a new discovery: "Is it a warrior?"

This world has a simple martial arts inheritance, which is different from the martial arts world of martial arts, but the method of increasing the physical body and transporting strength and offloading strength.

The moves of these people echoed each other, and their breathing rates also had their own rules. Every move was made with practiced proficiency. It was obvious that they were not as simple as ordinary people.

Having discovered this, Xiao Wan naturally stopped messing around. He inserted his mysterious figure into the gap between several people and kicked one of them away. A strong wind of fists came from his side. He took a step to the side, twisted and punched the person's arm. He took it off with a click, raised his foot and kicked it to the side, just in time to collide with the two people who flew out.

When Xiao Lu panted and chased around the corner, she caught sight of the young man standing in front of a large area of ​​ruins.

He was only wearing a simple white shirt and black slacks. His black hair lay softly on the side of his face, highlighting his exquisite and perfect facial lines. He was breathing steadily, and there was not a drop of sweat on his forehead. It was impossible to tell what he had just done.

Only the three men in black stacked up at their feet and the faint traces on the surrounding ground seemed to tell of the battle that had just occurred.

Originally looking at the three young men in black jackets, he turned his face casually when he heard the movement. His indifferent eyes swept over Xiao Lu, and then he looked back casually.

It was clear that he had completely ignored the existence of this person.

Xiao Lu stood more than ten meters away from Xiao Wang, looking at the young man's cold eyebrows, and actually didn't dare to step forward.

"Xie, Xie Changfeng?"

It was obviously the same face and the same cold expression, but the desolate temperament gave her a completely different feeling, making her instinctively aware of the unspeakable danger.

At this moment, she suddenly doubted her previous judgment. Is the person in front of me really Xie Changfeng, who seems unapproachable but is actually very easy to be soft-hearted?

In the past, Xie Changfeng had a soft and sensitive heart hidden under his aloof and cold appearance, but now this person...

Xiao Wan cast another glance at the girl who stayed here and never left. His cold and calm eyes were like looking at a stone lying in the middle of the road. If it got in the way, he would kick it away without hesitation.

There was no unnecessary emotion in his eyes, but Xiao Lu's breathing suddenly stagnated. Her heart seemed to be grabbed tightly at this moment, and she finally understood where the faint fear before came from.

——Her life has no weight in this man's eyes. It's like a little ant standing at the feet of a human being. Even if the latter has no intention of harming it, the overriding sense of crisis always drowns it like a tide.

At this moment, all Xiao Lu's thoughts turned into chaos, and her only thought was to get away from here as soon as possible.

She quickly turned around and tried to run away, but the eight-centimeter high-heeled shoes under her feet clicked between the bricks. Xiao Lu fell forward involuntarily, and fell to the ground.

The rough sand and gravel scratched her delicate skin with bloody marks, and the severe pain from her knees made Xiao Lu cry out in pain and shed tears.

But the string in her mind became tighter and tighter, her heart beat rapidly, and the overwhelming fear made her ignore the wounds all over her body. She climbed up from the ground using her hands and feet, dragging her red and swollen knees and continued to run out in embarrassment. .

The moment before leaving, Xiao Lu couldn't help but look back, and only the last scene was left in her chaotic mind.

The young man lowered his head, gently stretched out his index finger, and touched the middle of the forehead of a man in a black jacket.

There seemed to be a faint silver glow in his dark pupils, like two bright moons rising slowly.

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"The memories are completely lost, and their minds are blank. They are simply equivalent to complete idiots... They will only follow the orders imprinted in their minds. Now they are no different from the living dead."

After searching through the memories of the three black jackets, Xiao Wan opened his lips and spoke out such a conclusion.

"...The methods are ruthless and the methods are rough."

If Xiao Wang is allowed to take action, there are at least five ways to control other people's minds without leaving any trace, without causing any damage to their brains.

Just recalling the people he had offended during this period, a name immediately popped up in Xiao Wan's mind - Corey the Hand.

He asked this name from the young gangsters who had friendly exchanges with him. As for the specific inquiry process, I will not tell you for the time being.

The Daxia Empire, like many dynasties in history, has followed the ancient imperial system for thousands of years.

Although over the past century, with the advancement of technology and thought, the empire has gradually transformed from a feudal monarchy to a constitutional monarchy, but there are still various problems within this huge and bloated empire. This also provides soil for the survival and growth of some dark sides.

As an ordinary third-tier city in the empire, S City itself is not taken seriously. Even if there are some petty thieves or hooligans in the city, they are all scattered and unsystematic.

But more than half a year ago, a gangster named Corey suddenly counterattacked from the bottom and unified all the small gangs in the city, becoming the uncrowned king of the black area of ​​​​S City today, and at the same time he has the title of "Sly Hand".

According to those gangsters, Corey is very mysterious and rarely shows up outside, but anyone who disobeys his orders will die inexplicably one day, and even if someone investigates, it can only be regarded as a sudden acute illness.

There have been nearly ten such cases. Over time, the name "Sly Hand Corey" has become a secret that these low-level gangsters cannot mention casually.

And some people have vaguely heard that someone who had offended Corey in the past inexplicably became ruthless and became his thug.

"It seems that it is because I have had too many friendly exchanges with everyone during this period..."

He wiped out the orders in the minds of the three black jackets, and felt that their last mental fluctuations completely disappeared, and he was completely freed.

Xiao Wang turned and left, stepping out of the shadows of the ruins and bathing in the bright sunlight. He chuckled and raised his eyes, and his long eyelashes were coated with golden light by the sunlight.

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"Ah!"

Xiao Lu screamed and woke up from the nightmare again, sweating all over her pajamas and sheets.

She looked pale and haggard, her fingers tightly twisted the quilt, and her body trembled unconsciously.

In the dream, a pair of familiar eyes appeared in front of her, cold and indifferent, deep and unfathomable. It was like a god casting a glance from the sky, or like a demon king in the abyss casting a gaze from afar, the shadow of death followed like a shadow.

For some reason, she had had several nightmares not long after falling asleep, and her whole mind was restless. She didn't even have the mood to think about how to approach Qi Hong tomorrow. Under the reinforcement of several nightmares, the plain eyes in the afternoon had become full of murderous intent in her impression.

"Who is that person? He is definitely not Xie Changfeng." Xiao Lu couldn't help but tremble and hugged a ball, "... He wants to kill me! He must want to kill me!"

As she continued to talk crazily, the whole Xiao family was alarmed in the middle of the night.

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This late night, some people tossed and turned because of Xiao Wang's casual mental suggestion, and were uneasy.

Some people were bold and dared to commit suicide by relying on their status as extraordinary people.

Late at night, the dream fog floated over the city, and all kinds of strange fantasies intertwined, making everyone indulge in it, taking off the masks in the daytime and revealing their true feelings.

The man wrapped in the black fog was like a ghost, passing through the dreams of countless people with ease, and finally arrived at the destination. He saw a pure and bright dream bubble in front of him, and his body turned into black fog and floated gently.

"Little ghost, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing your own abilities. You dare to be so arrogant in my territory..."

In the black fog, a vague face appeared, with slightly deep facial features with some characteristics of the Xiya Federation, and dark green eyes like burning will-o'-the-wisp, greedily peeping at the unexpectedly bright and pure dream in front of him. ＊思＊Rabbit＊网＊

"How dare a mere ordinary mortal go against a supernatural being?"

With a cold smile, Corey, whose figure turned into black mist, came in from the dream bubble, raised his feet and landed on the soft clouds, and looked at this dream that should belong to Xiao Wang, as if he was the master here.

Since he awakened the ability to enter dreams, as he became more and more proficient in using it, he has successfully killed many opponents in dreams without knowing it.

This dream world is unexpectedly vast, and it seems endless at first glance, which makes Corey confused for a while. He wanders around in black mist, trying to find the owner of the dream and kill him silently.

Chapter 45 Genesis 4

"Damn it! Where did this kid go?"

After wandering around in this empty dream space for a long time without seeing any ghost, Corey couldn't help but curse, and his original confident mood was unconsciously worn out.

More than half a year ago, he was just an ordinary low-level gangster. After accidentally awakening his superpowers, he found the best way to use this ability through self-exploration.

From then on, whenever someone was his enemy, he would sneak into their dreams quietly, taking advantage of the other party's unpreparedness in the dream, repeatedly creating various horrible nightmares to torture their spirit until their consciousness was completely wiped out. The cause of death of the other party in reality was death from shock.

This weird killing method once made Corey gain the awe of many gangsters.

In addition, he also learned about the deep secrets hidden by many people. He held these handles in his hands and forced those people to compromise, and soon became the uncrowned king of the black area in this small city.

Today, Corey's tried and tested method suddenly failed. This vast dream world was empty and there was no sign of Xiao Wang.

"Forget it, I'm taking advantage of this kid." After wandering around for a long time, Corey, who had completely exhausted his patience, cursed and prepared to leave, "Let you live a few more days first."

He turned around to leave, but the dream world in front of him seemed to have self-awareness. It suddenly spread endlessly outwards, making him unable to find the boundary where he came from.

The world instantly turned into an infinitely expanding cage, trapping him as a flying bird. No matter which direction he flies, this space will never end.

In this desolate world, he seems to be the only one existing.

"You little brat named Xie, come out!"

"Hey! Is anyone there?"

"I don't know which extraordinary person is teasing a little person like me like this. Please let me out!"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong! I will never use my extraordinary abilities to show off in front of ordinary people again!"

He yelled, roared angrily, begged softly, and finally knelt down to repent, but to no avail.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the black mist in mid-air cleared away. A young man in a floral shirt fell to the ground with a "pop" and collapsed there in a large shape.

The outline is deep and has the characteristics of the West Asian Federation.