Phantasmal Genesis Chapter 89: Huh! It’s cheap!

　　A plane landed at the London airport. When the tour group left the airport, Meng Ke immediately connected the spiritual line to a local Londoner.

　　The tourists in the tour group do not have the freedom of the locals, and it is not convenient for Meng Ke's investigation.

　　 The person he is now connected to is a foreigner, with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary office worker, just an ordinary person in the crowd, without any extraordinary power.

　　After observing for a while, Meng Ke found that whether it is a foreigner or a Chinese, it is actually the same. If you are doing boring work day after day, you will easily lose your passion for life.

　　 After getting bored, this foreigner has begun to escape from reality, looking for fun outside of work for himself.

　　 In modern times, most people escape from reality through animation, movies, novels, games, and bars. This is also the case for this person, who has been addicted to the illusory world of the Internet for a long time, wasting time.

　　 "Moore!"

　　 Wearing headphones, this blond man named Moll stared at the latest episode of an anime that was playing on the computer screen without blinking.

　　 A voice suddenly appeared in his mind, and it suddenly overwhelmed the sound coming from the earphones, clearly letting him know that this was not his own auditory hallucination.

　　 "Who is talking?"

　　 He took off the headphones suspiciously, Moore turned his head and looked behind him, but there was no one behind him.

　　 is it an auditory hallucination?

　　 is impossible! So clear voice.

　　 "You can't see me, Moore."

　　The indifferent voice appeared again, Moore's eyes widened, and his strange intuition told him that this voice appeared directly in his mind!

　　 "Through", Moore stood up, ran to his bedside table in a panic, and took out a pistol.

　　 "Who is here! Come out quickly!"

　　 leaning against the corner vigilantly, Moore held guns in both hands and scanned every corner of the room.

　　 Sure enough, that voice seemed to be the gun in his hand, who was afraid, and he was silent for a long time.

　　 Just as Moore was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the voice reappeared.

　　 "Do you think a pistol can protect you?"

As soon as 　　's voice fell, Moore immediately discovered that the wastebasket he placed under the computer desk was floating, strangely like movie special effects, without the help of any foreign objects, floating in the air like weightlessness in space.

　　 Immediately afterwards, before he recovered from the sluggishness, the wastebasket paused and flew towards him quickly, Moore dodged to one side in panic, but the wastebasket seemed to have eyes, a Turning the corner, it suddenly knocked on his head.

　　 "So, can you listen to me now?"

　　 After the voice said, Moore hurriedly asked: "What are you going to do?!"

　　 He felt scared. Whether it was the sound that appeared in his mind or the strange flying wastebasket, these were things that could only be seen in movies and magic.

　　 Everything seems to be controlled by an invisible ghost.

　　 And that ghost, I don't know that he is watching fear in that corner at this time.

　　 "Don't be afraid, I'm not malicious to you." The voice said.

　　 But Moore did not dare to relax at all, hesitatingly asked: "Are you a ghost? Why can't I see you?"

　　 His heart is very scared. The gun in his hand is his only spiritual sustenance. Therefore, even if he knew that the gun was useless to the owner of that voice, he still did not let it go. He looked around vigilantly, guarding against possible possibility at any time. The monster that appeared.

　　 Meng Ke did not answer him, but asked directly: "Do you want to live forever?"

　　Moore was taken aback, full of doubts, immortality?

　　 "You cooperate with me, and I will give you longevity." Meng Ke continued.

　　 "Cooperate with you? What do you want to do?"

　　Moore's heart tightened, and he immediately became vigilant. All of a sudden, many biblical stories about the devil tempting people to fall appeared in his mind. In that kind of story, the devil is often like this. Find an ordinary person, and then take a step Induction step by step, and finally devour the soul of ordinary people.

　　Meng Ke looked at the picture in his heart and couldn't help being a little speechless, the devil? If he really is the devil...

　　 Then he wouldn't be so stupid to devour the soul of an ordinary person!

　　 Does this person really think he is the Holy Spirit in those fairy tales?

　　 I really look up to myself!

　　 Suddenly, Meng Ke felt that he was too soft-hearted.

　　 "Go to Twilight Bar."

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

　　 Meng Ke strongly ordered, and at the same time, a feeling of burning fire appeared all over Moore. He screamed and ran to the bathroom.

　　 hurriedly turned on the bathtub faucet, Moore quickly took off his shirt, jumped in, and kept holding up water and splashing on himself.

　　 However, the feeling of being burned by the high-temperature flame has not diminished at all.

　　 "Are you the devil?! Please let me go!!" Moore raised his head in agony and shouted.

　　 At this time, he felt as if his body had fallen into magma, but he would not die. Even if he had been immersed in the bathtub, this feeling did not diminish at all.

　　 What a torture! This must be the devil!

　　 "If you don't want your soul to be immersed in **** lava for hundreds of thousands of years~IndoMTL.com~ just do as I say, go to the Twilight Bar." Meng Ke did not deny it, said threateningly.

　　 Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Moore jumped out of the bathtub in fear, regardless of the water on his body, put on his clothes and ran outside.

　　 Just now, Meng Ke was polite to discuss with him, he just kept suspicion and didn't have any plans to cooperate.

　　 However, Meng Ke changed a tough method, and this person's attitude immediately changed. He was submissive and efficient.

　　What can you say?

　　 Meng Ke sighs very much, man! It's cheap.

　　 said in a good voice, that no one would listen to him, and even more so, he might have to make an inch. However, once let them know the pain, even if they are unwilling, people will endure the resistance in their hearts and do a good job persuasively.

　　 Meng Ke stopped thinking, and looked at Moore who had already gotten into the taxi.

　　 In the taxi, the driver looked back at the co-pilot from time to time, the dripping weird guy. If Mordor hadn't taken out more money just now, the driver might not have let him get in the car.

　　 As soon as he got in the car, Moore was still panting, so he hurriedly asked the driver to drive.

　　 "Go to Twilight Bar!"

　　 This sentence almost came out of his throat in a low voice, and the driver immediately felt something wrong with him.

　　 Inadvertently glanced, the driver suddenly found out in horror that Moore’s hand was a gun!

　　 Suddenly, he became stiff and stopped peeking at Moore. He sat with no squinting eyes, and looked at the road ahead wholeheartedly.

　　 I don’t know when the cold sweat covered his forehead, and the driver secretly said in his heart:

　　 "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, this shouldn't be a murderer!"