Koukou

The door opened, and Amy's mother opened the door.

I saw a boy standing in front of the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hello grandma, my dad is a friend of Uncle English, because I have nowhere to live in San Jose, and Uncle English said," Let me stay here for a day, may I? "

Moore was carrying a satchel with an innocent look on his face, which was really deceptive.

"Of course, of course, no problem, come in quickly."

Amy's mother, though, has some criticism of English.

But she wouldn't cast her grievance on a return.

"Thank you grandma." Moore took a sincere look.

In fact, in the Occult Society, occasionally some tasks need to disguise their identity.

Moore also camouflages the harmless children of adult animals.

So for Moore, this degree of camouflage came.

"Child, what's your name?"

"My name is Moore, I'm from Los Angeles and I'm here for school."

"Do you only live one day? If you want, you can live here all the time."

"Thank you, grandma. No, I will report to the school tomorrow, and the school will open the dormitory."

Amy's mother thought about it, it seems that summer is about to start.

"Well, if you need it, you can come here anytime."

"Are you coming alone?"

"I asked for it myself. I'm already an adult."

At this time, Amy's father came in from the outside.

Amy's mother introduced Moore to her husband.

Their husband and wife are old, and they are very concerned about Moore.

...

Kolan heard the movement outside the door, and pulled the sheet to look at the door.

Coran saw a strange boy standing at the door.

The strange boy was looking at him with a strange smile.

The young man's eyes seemed to say that he knew himself.

Ke Lan forced to sit up with pain.

"who are you?"

"I was called by your father." Moore walked into Koran's bedroom with a smile.

Coran stared at Moore, "My dad? What did he ask you to do?"

"Watch you."

"Stop me?" Koran's head was a little messy. "What do you mean?"

"Angelite was afraid you would run into trouble, so he asked me to come and stay with you."

"Oh ... Are you also a psychic?" Koran turned his eyes: "Oh, little guy, do you hold me? Do you think you can do it? I think my father thinks you are a burden, so I lied to you Come here, let me watch you. "

"Oh ... whatever you think." Moore said indifferently.

In fact, he didn't care at all, but he was powerless.

Now that she had agreed to Inglit, she could only accept this task bravely.

As for Coran, is he a burden?

Moore sniffed.

Molle sat down on the swivel chair at the desk.

Koran looked at Moore and said provocatively, "Did I get a pain in the jab? In fact, you know in your heart that you are a burden."

"You don't understand at all, you don't understand Inglit, you don't know me, and you don't understand our capabilities."

"If I were to leave now, could you stop me?"

More looked at Kelan: "You can try it."

Coran stood up, but as soon as he stood up, a cramp in the abdomen struck.

"If I release all speed, can you catch up with me?"

Moore took out a dagger: "Dare you step out of the room, believe it or not I die in front of you."

Kelan froze, "What did you just say? Are you wrong?"

"No, I'm serious." Moore looked at Coran seriously.

Immediately after that, Moore suddenly made one move towards his chest.

Flutter

Blood shot out.

Koran was startled, "What are you doing? You stop! You're crazy, you lunatic ..."

Moore pulled out his dagger with a smile, and Koran looked at Chen Ye in wonder.

"Is this your ability?"

"Forget it, do you want to know, what is my ability?"

Koran thought about it, since it was Moore's ability.

That means he was not injured.

Koran nodded. "Think."

"Speak with your grandfather and grandmother, and say take me out to play. Let's find a place where nobody is."

...

After speaking to Grandpa and Grandma, Koran took Moore out.

Coran took Mohr to where he practiced his abilities yesterday.

"Let me see your capabilities," Koran said impatiently.

Moore looked at Koran: "I stand in front of you, which shows my ability."

"What do you mean?"

Suddenly, Moore blew himself up.

For a moment, the flesh in front of Koran's eyes was blurred.

Koran opened his mouth wide and stared at the horrible sight in front of his face.

died? How could this be?

What happened?

How can I explain to my grandparents.

How can you tell your father?

Just when Coran was at a loss.

A voice came: "How's it? Are you scared?"

Koran turned his head and found that Moore didn't know when he was standing behind him.

"You ... then ... what the **** is going on?"

"Clone magic, that was my clone just now." Moore said disapprovingly.

At this time, another Mohr appeared.

Koran's face was shocked: "So amazing? Are you sure you are not twins?"

In Koran's view, although his ability is magical, at least it is not completely unacceptable.

But Moore was able to transform into an identical clone, which made him feel incredible.

Kolan hasn't encountered any magic yet.

Not to mention the charm and mystery of magic.

To him, any magic can bring wonder and shock.

Bang

Moore's clone burst again.

Then Moore appeared again.

"Do you believe it now?"

"Believe it, I believe it." Koran nodded again and again. "However, your avatar magic doesn't look very powerful."

"I just show you my magic. If my avatar blew itself up, it would be flattened to the ground by me."

"so smart?"

"Of course. I am one of the patriarchs of the Occult Society."

"The Paranormal Society?" Colan remembered when the English called last night and seemed to mention the word.

"It's the organization where your father and I belong. Your father is also one of the elders."

"What does a supernatural organization do?"

"Bigger is to maintain world peace." Moore said.

"What if we go down?"

"In the three-acre acre of Los Angeles, hit anyone who is not pleasing to the eye, and whoever makes trouble in the large area of ​​Los Angeles."

"Can I join?"

"It depends on your father's opinion, and then our president nods in agreement."