Little John's fear was not a pretense, he was really frightened, because he had already sensed that a terrifying force was slowly gathering in this office. Although it had not yet fallen to the essence, it was bound to happen.

His original intention was only to make a joke with Karen, a joke that seemed very funny to him;

Just like when a child is frolicking, he raises a water gun and hits the other party's clothes. He smiles happily, but the problem is that the next moment, the other party actually raised a real gun at him.

The black muzzle has reached his forehead.

Although in the previous conversations, he showed a kind of maturity that surpasses children of the same age, but even a real adult, how many can remain calm in the face of such a direct death threat?

His strong perception brought him extremely clear predictions. He instinctively knelt in front of Karen and raised his hands.

"Doctor Karen, I was wrong, I confessed, I was really wrong, please, please, please!"

How arrogant he was before, how panicked he is now;

There is no "reservation" at all, only a survival instinct remains.

In fact,

The calling word Karen muttered silently in his heart was "the gun of punishment."

It is the only offensive spell that Karen has mastered at this stage. It can be projected far away and cause an explosion.

Of course, the explosion can only be regarded as one of its destructive effects. In short, the area where Karen had practiced the "gun of retribution", even if the servants of Allen Manor went to refill and cover the new turf. Still no longer suitable for vegetation growth.

That is to say, Karen has a very high status in the Allen Manor, so the Allen family will allow and acquiesce in their evergreen manor, being made a "bald spot".

Perhaps, what little John really fears is not explosions.

Although he was bombed, he would definitely die, even if he was shot in a fatal place, he would die;

But on the perceptual level,

The other things attached to the "gun of punishment" were the root cause of the real fear in his cerebral cortex.

Right now, Karen, who was sitting behind the desk in front of him in white overalls, looked like a judge who was making a ruling on himself in his eyes.

The threat of terror is still increasing;

Little John immediately put his hands together, facing Karen:

"Please, please, let me go, let me go, I know it's wrong, really, I know it's wrong..."

Karen stopped chanting in his heart, and the consequences of interrupting the spell made him feel a tearing pain in his brain. This tearing sensation triggered a spasm in various muscles of his body, forcing Karen to lower his head. Grit your teeth.

a long time,

He overcame the intense discomfort and raised his head again.

Little John, who sensed the disappearance of the terrifying breath of death, sat slumped on the ground. His exquisite red hair was completely wet with cold sweat at this moment and stuck to his scalp;

He opened his mouth, as if he was still digesting the lingering fears of his heart at the moment.

"Sit down," Karen said.

Little John’s legs were a little weak, which made him fail when he tried to get up several times in a row, but he didn’t dare to violate Karen’s words, so he could only flop continuously like a "mermaid" who had just landed ashore. Several times

Finally, he held the chair with his hand to stabilize himself, climbed back to the chair, gathered up the courage, turned around, and sat down facing Karen.

With his hands on his knees and head down, he only dared to look at Karen from the shallow layer above his gaze.

Karen stretched out his hand, his ice water was drunk by little John, so at this time he could only bring the black tea, take a sip, two sips, three sips... until the end of the drink.

In the eyes of Little John, Karen is using this "slow motion" method to give herself longer-term mental oppression and torture;

But the reality is that the two people at the table and behind the table are very uncomfortable at the moment.

When Karen discovered that there was a perception in his body that Little John said, he couldn't determine whether it was a psychological effect or there was really some kind of invisible existence that was sticking to him and leaning on him;

In case,

He can only draw out his sword.

After all, he allowed himself to suffer accidents, but he could not allow himself to be accidentally unclear.

It’s just that the biggest problem is that it’s not that Karen has to come up with his most powerful spells, but because...

He has no ordinary attacks at all.

Therefore, it is convenient to put a pistol in the desk drawer. Unfortunately, this request cannot be directly addressed to Piaget, because even the boss who has a good relationship may not understand it, and it is more difficult to allow his doctor to give the patient. When seeing a doctor, you have to prepare a gun. What are you going to do?

I can only find a way to do it myself

Now, I don’t know if Alaye has this relationship.

"Looked up."

Little John raised his head obediently, and even forced himself to show an innocent smile belonging to this child's age.

Karen thought back to the words Little John said earlier: "It's good that she is my mother, but my mother is dead."

For a while,

He opened his mouth and said:

"Your mother doesn't exist at all."

"Yes…"

There was no invisible woman who had been feeding him with water before, and there was no woman sitting on her lap.

Little John’s mother does not exist at all, everything is an illusion “made” by Little John himself;

But unlike schizophrenia or "damn it," as the "creator," he clearly knew that his mother didn't exist.

However, he used a reverse thinking to "create" her;

That is, let the people around him feel that his mother is still there, and let the people around him perceive the traces of his mother's existence, and then from the reactions of the people around him, a feeling of "Oh, my mother is still there" is achieved.

He is not deceiving himself, he is deceiving others to create the kind of atmosphere he wants.

Therefore, why his father, Mr. Tadell, rushed him to the clinic for two consecutive days, and today was so much earlier than the appointment time. This is probably the reason.

Little John should not use "his mother" less to interact with his father.

Perhaps it is not Little John himself who really needs to see a doctor, but Mr. Taddle, who has been tortured by his son during the recent period.

"Why do you do this?"

"Without a deep purpose, I don't dare to deceive you. I just think... fun."

Karen put his elbows on the table, folded his hands, and looked at Little John:

"Do you have the ability to visualize perception? No, it is a kind of'power' mastery, mental power?"

"I have never heard of the nouns you said before, but I have a feeling that your description and perception should be correct."

"How did you get this power?"

"In the year after my mother died, I felt that way, but this year, it started to become more and more manipulable."

"Are you religious?" Karen asked.

"My father sometimes takes me to the monastery, but I know that he is going to meet his lover."

This means that his family is not religious.

If it is not religious, then it is the family belief system?

But it shouldn't, because if it is a family belief system, Tadel will not be completely unknown to his son's abilities;

Even if it was Little John’s mother who put a green hat on Mr. Tadell,

Being pregnant with a child who has a family belief system and has not passed the "blood test", Little John will not regain himself.

Although Karen does not dare to completely deny the existence of "alien" that can self-awaken without a bloodline test, no matter whether it is a religious belief system or a family belief system, there is "belief", and it is not purely like Little John. It's for fun.

Therefore, there is only one explanation left, that is, Little John... is contaminated, and now he has become a strange monster.

"Which part of your body feels strange when you use your power?"

Little John pointed to the position of his chest and heart:

"What counts here? Every time I use my power, it jumps very fast, very fast."

Is it the heart?

Karen could not be sure.

If Pu'er, Kevin or Alfred are here at this time, they should be able to draw more clues than themselves in the face of John’s situation, because no matter how they learn theoretical things, experience and experience In this regard, there is no way to improve in a short time.

Inside the office, there was silence.

Little John didn't dare to move rashly, but just sat obediently;

Karen himself doesn't know what to say now, he is incapable and unqualified to arrange for Little John.

"Actually you are not a special case in this world."

"Before I met you, I thought I was a special case. Now, I do realize that I am not anymore."

"Do you know if you continue to indulge your abilities, and then continue to use this ability to play in this naughty way, what will you end up with in the end?

You will arouse the attention of some people, or call the attention of some groups or forces.

If, as you said, the source of your ability is your heart, then your heart will be the material they are most interested in. "

Little John swallowed.

Karen had a hunch, that is, this special ability of little John, and Alfred's succubus eye, should be on the same level.

As for Alfred's succubus eye, something that even Rasma wanted to collect, if it weren't for Diss's face, Alfred would have worn a cyclops eye mask.

This world is such a reality. The corpses of priests can be recycled as materials, not to mention the "exotic demons" that jump around in society and can't even hide themselves.

No, he didn't even know that he had become a strange demon.

"These words of you shattered my pride." Little John said, "It turns out that I'm just the fool who likes to twist his body in the pigpen to show his fat."

"Your analogy is very good. Didn't your family run a textile factory and also invested in a pig farm?"

"I read a lot of books." Little John said, "Of course, it must not be as much as you."

"Hide your own abilities, if you want to live longer freely."

"What about you, are you not interested in my heart?" Little John asked.

Karen picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea without answering.

"You... why didn't you answer?"

"I'm just thinking along your line of thought, if your heart is given to me, how should I use it."

Little John smiled and said: "I can feel that your answer is very sincere. Although you just wanted to kill me directly, this should be a very contradictory feeling, but here you are. It seems very natural."

"You are very talented, even if you don't have that special ability, you are still very smart, and you will have a good future development, so cherish it for yourself."

Karen didn’t ask him why he was willing to let his “mother” do such a thing to himself. In fact, he had already given an answer because his mother didn’t exist. He was just simply "Playing" with himself, get the kind of happiness he wants from his feedback.

He is different from Judea. Judea is paranoid in a practical sense. He is more like a child with a knife. He only feels that holding it is very prestigious, but he has no idea that the knife will bring him. What's coming.

"thank you."

Karen looked up at the wall clock and said; "It's time for medical treatment."

"Can I keep looking for you?" Little John asked.

"Make an appointment."

"OK."

Little John left the chair and opened the door of the office. His father, Mr. Taddle, came over immediately. Little John began to cry and fell into his father's arms:

"Dad, mother really left, really left me, I don't have a mother anymore, I don't have a mother anymore..."

"Child, you still have me, you still have me."

The father and son hugged each other and began to cry. Because it was at the door of the office, this scene attracted a lot of people's attention. Generally, the effect can be found out, just like sweating profusely after catching a cold, which is very intuitive.

"Thank you, doctor, I want to continue with the appointment. When will we next..."

"Mr. Tadel, you can talk to the reception desk on this point, and we will help you arrange the time." Bertha walked over and smiled.

"Okay, okay." Mr. Tadel took his son to leave.

Little John turned his head and waved to Karen while wiping his tears:

"Doctor brother, goodbye."

Karen also waved to him.

Bertha closed the office door and said with a smile: "Did you know that the doctor who received him yesterday curled up to the foot of the table while chatting, and was unable to come to work today."

"This child has a lot of emotions in his heart, and it is easy to infect people." Karen said vaguely.

He worried that he said too much directional, which would make Bertha think that this is a good seed, and then try to absorb him into teaching.

This is really crazy. Even if you believe in other orthodox churches, it is countless times better than to become a "remnant" as soon as you join the Guangming Divine Sect.

Bertha did not continue to question Little John, but took out a thick envelope and put it on Karen's desk:

"The boss asked me to get it for you, and it will be deducted from your salary this month."

"Okay." Karen accepted the envelope, which included the car purchase, um, and living expenses.

"The boss is really kind to you, and you are really kind to the boss," Bertha said with some taste.

"All friends."

"Well, it's an enviable friendship."

Bertha looked at Karen’s face, and the boss’s temperament came to mind again when he was working;

As a woman, she felt a sense of regret when a man saw two beautiful lesbians...what a luxury and a waste.

Karen didn't know what Bertha was thinking, because he had never expected that the "remnants" of the Light God Sect would be so rich in his inner world.

"Can I get off work now?"

"Of course, your appointment for today has been completed."

"OK."

Karen took off his work clothes and packed his things:

"See you tomorrow, Bertha."

"It depends on whether you have an appointment tomorrow, but you can rest assured that your price is very expensive."

"OK."

Karen walked out of the office, did not go to say hello to Piaget, and walked directly outside the clinic, but as he passed the waiting room, he slowed down a bit because he saw a group of female security guards gathering to talk.

I remember the last time Alfred said that when he was sitting there, a female security guard was walking around in front of him, using low-level exploration techniques to "swipe around" on him.

Looking back, glanced at the sign at the entrance of the clinic;

So, Piaget’s clinic, to a large extent, has become a subordinate of the remnants of the Light God Sect?

When entering the elevator, through the window, you can see the Curtis Building on the opposite side. UU reading www.uukANAnshu.com

Activities during the day are here, and secret activities are on the opposite side at night.

Ok?

Wait a moment.

I worked in the den of the remnants of the Guangming God Sect during the day, and lived in the house left by the remnants of the Guangming Sect in the evening, especially when the former homeowner took the initiative to "chat" with him last night, so what is he?

Shaking his head, Karen took the elevator to the downstairs. Just out of the building, she ran into a tall girl in leather boots, eighteen or nine years old, walking and eating while holding a big bag of potato chips in her hand.

Especially the two tablespoons of sauce in the bag of potato chips in her arms are particularly obvious.

Wien people really have a special liking for sauces, and any food is an accessory to sauces for them.

Karen was standing on the side of the road, ready to take a taxi home. If nothing else, he could drive his car to get off work or go to the hospital tomorrow.

The tall girl also stood beside Karen, also waiting for a taxi. The perfume on her body smelled very good, it was the kind of warm smell, because her body was young, and it was the most youthful and energetic. period.

When a taxi stopped, the driver asked;

"Sir, miss, are you together?"

Karen shook his head, took a half step back, and motioned for the girl to use the car first.

"thanks."

The girl thanked Karen, got into the taxi, leaned forward and told the driver the location of the destination. When the taxi started to move forward, the girl suddenly looked out of the car window, holding a piece of potato in her hand. Film, smiled and shouted at Karen:

"Brother, too?"