Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Curse! This Is the Curse of the Sorcerer

The three girls ran away.

Before they could steal something, they robbed them shamelessly. When they were discovered, they just wanted to run away.

After running for a few dozen meters, the dogs stopped barking, and the three women sat panting on the curb: "How come there are dogs? And why do they bark when we go in?"

Stefani thought about it for a while, and was a little embarrassed: "This house does have a dog, I forgot about it."

Both Stacey and Artmesser glared at her.

The roar of a car engine sounded, a car ran across the street at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour, and the wanton laughter of men and women came from the open windows.

With laughter, a beer bottle flew out.

Boom!

Stacey, who was completely unprepared, was hit hard on the forehead. The beer bottle was not broken. It flew a little distance in a circle, and hit the face of Artmesser next to it, and finally hit Steffen with a slap. The ground at Ni's feet.

Stephanie stared dumbfounded at the car with only a few taillights, and murmured after a while: "How can this be? This is too immoral."

She turned her head again and found that Stacey had completely passed out, and her sister Artmesser was shaking her head and got up from the ground: "Damn, what's going on? Who attacked us?"

Stephanie hugged her quickly: "Art, are you okay?"

Artemisser: "Headache and dizziness. Who did it? I'm going to kill him."

Stephanie: "It was the wine bottle thrown out of the car that hit you and Stacey. Ah, Stacey?"

The two hurried over to check on Stacey, who was completely silent.

After a little check, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

Stacey seems to be in a coma. Her body also has relatively strong resistance and resilience, and her injuries should not be too serious.

Atmesser gritted his teeth: "Why is it so unlucky? We just want to find a car."

The only still intact Stefani suddenly trembled.

She is the least timid and not stupid, and suddenly recalled something just now in her mind,

With a trembling voice: "Art, do you remember the last words of the butterfly just now?"

Artmesser was dizzy and didn't pay much attention to the words: "What?"

Stephanie: "That's what she said at the end, if we act at will, we will encounter unpredictable dangers!"

Atmesser covered his head: "Don't think about those useless things, let's first... uh, wait, what did you say?"

Stephanie trembled: "Unpredictable danger, isn't this what we just met?"

Atmesser covered his head: "Wait, let me think about it."

"Look, when did we get electrocuted when we stole the car? Then we went to another one, and Stacey stepped on dog shit when we went in. Sitting here, he was hit by a flying wine bottle. This situation...is so weird!" Little Stephanie was talking, hugging himself tightly.

Atmesser had an unbearable headache, but he understood.

Although she is very courageous, but now that Stacey is down, the person who usually strengthens her has become the most powerful evidence.

She also trembled: "Then, what should we do?"

Stephanie: "Yes, or me, let's go back first and ask what happened to the butterfly?"

The timid twin sister said this, her feet twisted on the ground, her eyes were looking around, as if there was something dirty around her.

Atmesser's lips moved several times, and when he saw Stacey who was still dizzy, his confidence was extremely insufficient: "Then, go back and ask that butterfly first."

The two dragged Stacey back to their bungalow, and they never encountered any bad luck along the way.

It's just that when they entered the door, the sisters made an inexplicable mistake in cooperating and went to open the door at the same time, only to slam Stacey's lowered head against the door.

Even though Stacey was in a semi-conscious state, she groaned slightly, obviously hitting hard.

After entering the room, Stacey was placed on the sofa to lie down. The two sisters stared at the phone on the coffee table as if they were enemies.

Only at this moment did they realize that the phone was different from what they had seen.

In fact, they didn't think it was a mobile phone until Butterfly said it was a mobile phone.

The two sisters looked at the phone for a moment, and exchanged opinions with their eyes several times. Artemisser, who was more daring, said, "Butterfly, are you there?"

The dark screen of the mobile phone lit up again, and the voice of the butterfly sounded: "Yes, Miss Artmesser."

Atmesser: "What happened to us just now, are you playing tricks?"

Butterfly: "I'm just a program, without any ability to interfere with the outside world."

Atmesser: "I don't believe it, you must be holding a mobile phone and monitoring us while doing something to us."

Butterfly: "I can't do it to you. If you have enough programming skills, Miss Artmesser, you can find my program code on your phone."

Artemisser: "...I'm not one of those nerds, I don't know programming."

Stephanie on the side finally couldn't help but interrupt: "Then, those accidents were not caused by you, so what happened?"

Butterfly: "This is a warning from the wizard. He asked me to tell you that Miss Stacey will encounter the most and most serious danger, followed by Miss Atmesser, and Miss Stephanie will basically have no problems."

Sisters: "What?"

They recalled what happened just now, and the current state of the three of them, and found that this was all true.

Moreover, even if smashing wine bottles can be arranged, how they steal the car, which one they choose, and where they will walk after entering the yard, it is unlikely to be arranged.

Stacey's electric shock and stepping on dog shit are really full of evil spirits.

Stephanie asked in a trembling voice, "Why is this happening?"

"Curse!" Butterfly's soft voice sounded: "In response to the number of bad things the three of you have done, and the difference in degree, the wizard has cursed you."

The two sisters shivered and hugged involuntarily: "Curse?"

Atmesser: "Yes, what is it, what curse?"

"Once you want to do bad things, the curse of all kinds of bad things will happen." Butterfly explained softly: "If you stay in the house honestly and wait for the information from the wizard, it will not be too bad luck."

Stephanie whispered: "Isn't that the same bad luck?"

Butterfly: "Falling down or choking on water is better than being knocked out."

The sisters were speechless.

...

Over there, three girls are being half-flicked and half-educated by Luke's small program.

Here, Luke has gone home and started rushing to work.

Three suitable test items appeared a bit suddenly.

His training plan has always been conceived, but a lot of things have not started, and now some of the initial needs have to be done.

In two or three days at most, the patience of the three girls should be exhausted.

In order not to make them unlucky to death, he has to speed up the progress.