Chapter 129 The World of Evil Thoughts (3/3)

"Now we are in the dark, and the enemy is in the light. Don't reveal your identity. Try to pretend to be ordinary people." After Li Changshou finished speaking, he jumped from the highway fence into the roadside mountain forest.

The corners of Fang Mu's eyes twitched, and he put his hands on the edge of the fence and looked down. Under his feet is a cave tens of meters high. This is what an ordinary person can jump and play casually.

You may have some misunderstandings about ordinary people.

Fang Mu shook his head, and then jumped down.

Fortunately, there are no cars on this highway and no cameras nearby.

Except for the big truck that passed by just now, no one was inhabited.

Hidden in the forest after jumping off the highway, the movements of several people relaxed a little.

After some exchanges, the goal was determined, and in the next moment, all four of them disappeared in place and appeared in an unmanned alley in a city dozens of kilometers away.

This "the security department of the plane has files and rich information channels. It is the easiest to start from the security department if you want to find the trace of the strange story." Li Changshou said.

"That's not easy." He Xianming smiled slightly. 913

Point your finger and summon a demigod second-turn human mind mage from his kingdom of God.

"My God." Wearing a white robe and holding a staff, the spiritual mage respectfully saluted He Xianming.

He Xianming ordered to go down.

The Mind Mage bowed and left. He walked out of the alley. Not far away, a working man in a black suit came to this side. The Mind Mage who was clearly wearing a white robe was in front of him, but he turned a blind eye.

The psychic mage held his staff and waved forward.

A strange scene appeared.

The Mind Mage's face changed.

Gray hair became pitch black, his back straightened, and the wrinkled skin on his face became smooth and elastic.

The eyes are dark and bright.

The white robe worn on the body has also turned into a black suit.

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It took a breath time to completely change to the person who walked past just now.

Looking at that person's back, the Mind Mage stretched out his hand and pointed his five fingers at the back of his head.

No one saw, invisible, a cloud of gray mist flew from the back of his head into his palm.

A group of memories was plundered, and the corners of the psychic mage's mouth rose slightly.

And not far away, passers-by fell to the ground with a puff, appearing to fall over.

The passers-by on both sides watched this scene indifferently, no one went up to help him, and no one cared about the fallen man.

Only one little girl took out her mobile phone and dialed an alarm call.

Then walked around a few steps, the crowd on the side of the road walked around the fallen man on the ground, forming an invisible empty circle.

A man in a suit with a tall waist strode into the guard station, and the police officers in the guard station did their own thing.

The man at the desk paused neatly on the desk with the documents in his hands.

The police officer at the front desk answered the phone, "Hello, okay, we have received the situation, please evacuate the school in an orderly manner."

The Mind Mage walked to the police station's file storage room alone, and with a wave of his hand, all the files in the room disappeared.

"Hey, the security department is not a place where you can come and go as long as you want. It's so swaying, it doesn't put us in your eyes." At the door, a black hair covering his eyebrows, his hands wrapped around his chest. The man lazily leaned on the door and looked at the spiritual mage disguised as a man in a suit.

The psychic mage raised his head silently.

The man at the door grinned, his left hand grabbed the clothes on his chest and tore it hard.

Hiss.

The clothes were torn, revealing a strong chest.

The sturdy man grinned, showing his white teeth, his left hand was raised, and the corners of his eyebrows appeared.

A strong heat was exhaled from his mouth.

A thick black mist appeared on the palm of his left hand.

Behind him, a hanged ghost phantom in white appeared behind him, and the room instantly became dark.

One by one hemp rope descended from the sky and landed in front of the spiritual mage.

One of the nearest twine was used to the throat of the mind mage.

"I felt a strong evil thought." The spiritual mage muttered to himself.

He looked at the sturdy man and said, "The soul is turned!"

The magic wave flashed.

The twine in the room danced endlessly.

Several of the twine in turn wrapped around the man's limbs.

"How could it be!" The man couldn't believe it.

His own ghost equipment was actually eaten up.

What realm is this man!

"No matter what you are, the difference in strength is the fundamental. No matter how weird your strength is, the difference in strength cannot change the gap between you and me." The Spirit Mage finished a spiritual shock wave and a spiritual prison to control the man.

Then he swaggered away from the police station carrying the man.

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