The Strongest Terror System

"Tina, please, I've always been mentally healthy, I'm really not a **** lunatic.

I also don't talk nonsense to my friends.

You do this, it really makes me a little confused. "

Dean thought that Tina had found him a psychiatrist or a psychiatrist, so he seemed very unhappy.

Xia Feng could hear clearly from behind, and really felt that there was a fundamental difference in character between Westerners and Easterners.

Not to mention living habits, there is a huge difference in communication alone. It does not mean that if you can speak a foreign language, you can chat happily with them.

"Dean, I think you misunderstood me, this is Mr. Xia Feng Xia, he is not a psychologist, but an exorcist.

Seriously, I apologize for the misunderstanding I misunderstood you, I also saw the power beyond reality not too long ago.

So I thought you were in trouble, so I asked Mr. Xia to come over and see if I could help you. "

"Exorcist?"

After hearing Tina's explanation, Dean finally calmed down, his eyes also passed through Tina and fell on Xia Feng, who was also looking at him with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Are you from the East?"

"Yes, Chinese."

"Hi Dean, I heard Tina mention you, that you are a genius in special effects production and a good person.

Nice to meet you. "

Xia Feng took the initiative to go over at this time and greeted the other party.

"Thank you friend, I apologize for my recklessness just now, I didn't mean it.

Please come in and speak. "

Dean invited Xia Feng and Tina to come into the room. The room looked messy, and there were many picture albums scattered on the ground.

On the table, there are many figures, puzzles, and even building blocks.

Xia Feng glanced at it, and there were no less than 10 imitations alone.

Level five and level six, and there are many strange shapes.

"My house is really bad because I really don't have the mood to clean up lately."

Dean felt that the house was a mess, especially for entertaining friends, but Xia Feng and Tina didn't care and smiled.

The two were sitting on the sofa, and Dean pulled the curtains as wide as possible, but it was already dark outside, and there was not even the slightest light coming in.

"Want something to drink?"

Dean got up from his chair as soon as he sat down, but was then stopped by Xia Feng:

"Dean, don't need trouble, I came with Tina to find out about you.

Before that, I also probably have a few words with you, so that you can have an understanding of me.

I've dealt with a lot of things about ghosts, devils, things like that.

This type of event is called a paranormal event.

So, you don't have to think about what you said, whether I will believe or accept it, just tell what happened to you, and I will distinguish it later. "

Dean nodded after hearing this, but he still didn't trust a teenager like Xia Feng.

So, he directly stated his concerns:

"Can I really trust you?"

Hearing Dean's words, Xia Feng suddenly smiled, then glanced at Tina, and then said:

"The same thing, Tina also told me.

But let you believe that there is nothing rare, because there are many things in this world that ordinary people cannot understand.

For example, I have a golden palm. "

With that said, Xia Feng slowly raised a hand, and in the next instant, under the stunned gazes of Dean and Tina, the palm completely turned golden.

Xia Feng shook his palm, then jokingly said to Dean:

"If this palm were to be printed on your body, you would be screaming in pain as the bones shattered."

"A mysterious power from the East?"

Dean stared at Xia Feng's palm and muttered to himself. When Xia Feng heard his words, he almost didn't burst out laughing. I don't know how this meme spread to the United States.

I don't know if he was shocked by the Vajra Palm skill he displayed. After a brief silence, Dean began to recall:

"It happened about ten days ago.

I am used to doing some difficult special effects production at night. This is my work habit, because it is quieter at night, and it is easy to come up with many rare ideas.

That day, when I was about to make it to the early morning, I felt a little tired, so I made myself a pot of coffee.

But when I get back to the computer with my coffee.

My software was inexplicably shut down.

A dialogue bar appears on the computer.

But the problem is, I'm not logged into any chat software at all.

But the dialogue bar appeared real at that time.

I thought it was a problem with the software, but I didn't think much about it, because this kind of sudden shutdown of the software has never happened before.

My eyes were focused on that dialog, because it had a message from a stranger.

It says fear, Dean, because for some time to come, I will make you feel the fear that follows you, until I appear in front of you and cut the flesh off your body piece by piece.

Bring your meat to a boil in the pot as if you just made the coffee.

Fill the house with the smell of flesh from your corpse. "

When Tina heard Dean say this, fear already appeared on her face, but she remained calm.

I don't know if it's a relationship that Westerners generally have better psychological qualities.

As for Xia Feng, he didn't have much reaction. After all, he had heard a lot of strange things, but he just thought that what Dean was talking about was relatively new.

Because he has never encountered a situation where Evil uses high technology to chat with humans.

However, some evils do exist and can affect the ability of electronic products, so this is not uncommon.

Dean took a look at Xia Feng's reaction~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and continued:

"As for the words sent by the stranger, when I saw the front, I just thought it was nothing, maybe it was a prank made by a hacker.

But when I saw that the other party said that I had just made coffee, my heart really panicked at that moment.

Because I'm the only one at home, and the doors and windows are tightly closed, how could anyone know what I was doing just now?

So I started typing back to it and I asked who it was.

It came back quickly, but it didn't say much, just that it would know soon.

Then the chat box disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

I was terrified and started searching my computer to see if there was any software installed, but I couldn't find it.

I didn't continue to work that night, but took an early rest, but I was thinking about it all over my head and didn't sleep well.

The next morning, I took the computer to repair and reinstalled the system.

When I was on my way home with my computer, I received a strange message on my phone.

The message said, Dean, do you think I'll never show up again after reinstalling the system?

As I said, you will die at my hands.

Take the pencil that the little girl behind you is holding, for example, and insert it directly into your back.

After I saw this message, I immediately connected with the chat box that appeared on my computer yesterday. I looked back subconsciously, and to my surprise, I actually saw a little girl with a pencil.

The little girl also saw me and even waved the pencil at me.

But soon, her mother carried her away.

It's just me, I'm still standing there dumbfounded."

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