Chapter 195 Tiger Landing Form

At the same time as the gunshot, Anderson's whole body suddenly collapsed, and he forcibly dodged the bullet in an awkward way.

Klein, who didn't understand the situation, had jumped sideways to the other side, and while activating his spirit vision, he drew out his revolver.

At this moment, his first reaction was that Anderson hunted too much last night and attracted revenge. He just wanted to shout, "I don't know him! It has nothing to do with me!"

At this moment, at the dining table next to Anderson Hood, a strong man in a shirt and cuffs threw away his knife and fork, and suddenly pulled out a double-barreled shotgun that had already been loaded from under the chair, pointed it at the ground, and The condescending gesture pulled the trigger.

There is almost no time difference between his actions and the hotel owner's shooting, but because there are many steps, it is a beat slower.

boom!

Shots flew out, and countless tiny particles shot the ground into a honeycomb shape. Although Anderson rolled in time and avoided most of it, he was still hit by some of them, and his side suddenly became bloody.

Klein was about to shoot the strong man with a double-barreled shotgun and help Anderson Hood out of danger, but he found that the other person, like the hotel owner, had a dazed expression, full of surprise and fear, and felt like he had finally sobered up.

No, they weren't the real attackers... Klein rationally stopped his finger trying to pull the trigger, and quickly scanned the restaurant.

Seeing that the spirit vision did not find it, he immediately pinched the first joint of the index finger twice with the thumb of his left hand, and started to observe the "spiritual body thread".

At this time, the ladies and gentlemen in the restaurant had stood up in panic due to the shooting and rushed towards the exit.

When passing by the tumbling Anderson, a good-looking and elegantly dressed lady suddenly stopped, opened the dark glass bottle tightly held in her hand, and poured the liquid inside on the strongest hunter.

Nourish!

The surface of the place contaminated by the liquid quickly turned black and suffered strong corrosion. Anderson covered his face and jumped up first, avoiding this attack.

Immediately afterwards, the quiet and lovely lady, the gentleman holding the newspaper, the waiter in the red vest, and the five-year-old child with candy on his hands simultaneously attacked Anderson Hood in their own ways.

Flour, lit matches, fruit knives, scalding coffee, and high-strength alcoholic beverages came one after another. Everyone in the hotel restaurant seemed to have only one goal left, which was to kill Anderson Hood!

In such an extremely dangerous situation without extraordinary ability to participate, Anderson, who was surrounded and difficult to get rid of, rolled and rolled, sometimes jumped up, sometimes kicked the table, and sometimes ignited objects in advance, barely avoided the vital point, and did not suffer serious injuries.

At this time, Klein also discovered an abnormality:

In the corner of the restaurant, where the seat was covered by a decorative cabinet, a dense and illusory black "spiritual body thread" clearly spread out, but there was no movement.

This is quite abnormal in the hall filled with chaos and panic!

The real assailant who planned this "passerby murder" is sitting there? Judging from the bewildered, puzzled, frightened, and flustered appearances of the hotel owner, waiters and customers after attacking Anderson, they did not become puppets. This is another level of manipulation... Illusion, the emotional seeds of the "Apostle of Desire", or Say, another influence on the spiritual level? Klein suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and immediately took two steps forward, knocking away a customer who still had cream left at the corner of his mouth, and opened a passage for Anderson Hood.

The strongest hunter immediately rolled out of the encirclement from this direction, followed Klein slowly and ran back to the second floor of the hotel, leaning his back against the wall at the corner of the stairs, panting heavily.

"Has my provocative ability reached this level? Even ordinary citizens I don't know want to kill me and take action? Hiss..." While speaking, Anderson pulled the injury on his right rib and almost screamed speak out.

No, no, the real situation is that people with bad luck should not go hunting pirates... The reason why Klein gave up the plan to get closer to the target and use the "spiritual body string" to try to control it was because he thought of it One possibility:

Passers-by seem to have been planted with hints,

Or they would suddenly attack Anderson in an orderly manner after being manipulated at the spiritual level. This is not very consistent with the extraordinary ability of the "Apostle of Desire", because the attacks of the controlled person are directional, precise, and have obvious signs of preparation. And Klein had heard that the name of a Sequence 4 potion formula was "Manipulator"!

In addition, according to the statement of the "psychiatrist" who was released in "Squirming Hunger", Klein has always suspected that there are tasks or characters related to "Psychological Alchemist" in Tuscat Island.

Coupled with the fact that spiritual hints and manipulation at the spiritual level are quite consistent with the characteristics of the "audience" pathway, Klein also thought that the "manipulator" probably belongs to the "audience" and the "dragon", and the outline of the matter is relatively clear:

The "Psychological Alchemist Association" does have an important stronghold in Tuscat Island, and dispatched a demigod guard of bit sequence 4. This demigod influenced some pirates and made them unconsciously help him with some things, and these pirates last night Unfortunately, I became a sponsor of Anderson Hood, so the real investor came to the door this morning!

Controlling his expression, Klein looked at Anderson and said indifferently:

"It should be which or which pirates last night were behind the secret demigod on this island.

"Do you think the kind of thing just now can be done by a mid-sequence Extraordinary?"

"It can't be so unlucky..." Anderson's voice became smaller and smaller, and he turned to muttering, "Sure enough, those guys just now were controlled and innocent people. It's a good thing I didn't fight back, otherwise it would be a shocking murder The main culprit, the reward order is on! At that time, the trouble will be big, and I can only become a pirate."

The corner of Klein's mouth moved slightly and said:

"If the person who was controlled just now was a pirate with extraordinary abilities, or a substitute or pastor of the Church of Storms, how would things develop?"

"I'm already dead." Anderson spread his hands, and then said with some understanding, "You mean, he didn't intend to kill me, it was just a warning?"

Klein nodded seriously and said:

"So, you still have a chance.

"Well, go and apologize."

Go see what that demigod wants to do.

"Apologize?" Anderson wrinkled his face and said in embarrassment, "In the Misty Sea, my reputation is still very loud."

Klein didn't say anything, stood up straight, patted his coat, and prepared to leave.

At this time, Anderson jumped out, rushed ahead of him, came to the stairs, and shouted loudly:

"Sorry! I was wrong!

"Anything can be discussed!"

After a second pause, he repeated:

"Sorry! I was wrong!

"Anything can be discussed!"

Clap clap! There was slow applause on the first floor, and a figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

With the sound of light footsteps, the figure gradually walked around the corner, but Klein instinctively and subconsciously moved his eyes away, as if he didn't want to know what the visitor looked like.

In addition, he found that he didn't raise his arm at all, aiming at the gun, as if he had been hinted, and lost the idea of ​​​​resistance.

This is scary... Well, it's not face-to-face hypnosis, so I can detect it, but if it is directly targeted, the result is unbelievable... I will be affected now. According to Miss "Justice", it is the other party through the collective subconscious The sea quietly came to my island of consciousness, and I made a certain degree of operation? Klein was in a daze, and suddenly had the urge to leave here and return to the room.

Is this the silent "command" given by this demigod? Klein roughly understood that the other party wanted to communicate with Anderson alone, so he didn't resist, walked out of the stairs, and entered his own room all the way.

Less than five minutes later, Anderson knocked on his door with a pained expression on his face.

"Done?" Klein asked casually.

Anderson nodded heavily:

"Phew... yes, he asked me to do one thing for him. I can't tell others what it is."

"Do you remember what he looked like?" Klein asked deliberately.

Anderson thought carefully, and suddenly frowned:

"Can not remember……"

Sure enough... You say you, just for 1600 pounds, offending a demigod, it's not worth it... Klein sighed secretly, then said:

"Can I leave tomorrow?"

"Okay, there's no rush for that matter, let's solve the problem of bad luck first." Anderson replied without hesitation.

Klein said no more, and pointed to the floor:

"Are you still going for breakfast?"

Anderson was startled for a moment, then smiled and said:

"certainly!

"No worries can interfere with eating and sleeping!"

The two went down to the first floor and found that the waiter was quietly packing up the broken items. The boss and customers had completely forgotten what happened just now.

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After breakfast, Anderson continued to go out, busy collecting bounties and feature money, and making some preparations, while Klein stayed in the hotel room, curbing the overflowing spirituality after being promoted, and using small bugs to test the extraordinary ability of "Master Puppet" .

At 2:30 in the afternoon, he entered above the gray mist ahead of schedule to conduct a personal rehearsal for the upcoming Tarot Society. After all, Mister Fool wanted to hit Cattleya the Hermit lightly and lightly.

Sitting in the seat belonging to "The Fool", Klein performed drills one by one based on the three sets of beating plans that he had pondered over the past few days. Two of the plans required mobilizing some power in this space, and the other two had to rely on props, so , How should the whole process go, he must fix it in advance, master it proficiently, and not expose jerky traces at critical moments.

After an unknown amount of time, Klein let out a breath and settled the matter.

Then, he manifested the "world" without any items, and directly saw the countless fine black lines spreading from the opponent's body.

"The items manifested by the power of the mysterious space above the gray mist have a certain spirituality... That's why they have the 'spiritual body thread'. In the real world, there are no inanimate things." Klein is proficient He manipulated those black threads carefully, and soon truly and completely controlled the "world".

Now, he can not only make the "world"'s expression more delicate and react more like a real person, but also make the puppet's spiritual fluctuations close to nature, so that it is no longer lifeless!

In addition to these, he is also like a double-open player, directly gaining the vision, hearing, and other senses of the "world"!

After finishing all this, Klein glanced at the gold-cased pocket watch, and sent a message to the little "sun", allowing him to silently count his heartbeats.

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