Nightmare's Call

Chapter 707

A group of little gangsters look at Vera walking in front of them, some inexplicable at the same time, but also a little awed by Vera's beautiful and delicate face.

Generally, such a beautiful appearance is rare even in bingtezhong.

They are a little hesitant, worried that they are not met with the identity of bingte.

As the boss, bluncemire felt that if he was soft for a while, he might not be able to control other bastards.

So he straightened his chest and stepped forward two steps regardless.

"I... don't know how, the cruel words he wanted to say, at this time, under the gaze of the opposite girl, he couldn't open his mouth at all.

This is not the most important point.

It was the emotion that he was about to break out when he was just getting angry. He was standing in the bookstore, but it seemed like the wind was blowing away. In a flash, he disappeared without a trace.

A quiet rising from the bottom of my heart, slowly gushing out.

Unknowingly, the expression of brunsimmel softened down, and a harmonious smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.

For a time, the protection fee is not important, and the girl in front of her is not important. The little brother around you is even less important.

In his heart, there was no sadness or joy. The past life flashed in his mind like a slide.

"Come on, go back." A kind of wonderful understanding suddenly rose in brunsimmel's heart.

The rest of the gangsters around him were startled and were about to ask why.

All of a sudden, several people trembled, and an impulse from the bottom of my heart filled my whole body.

"Yeah... It's time to go back."

"It doesn't matter whether the other party pays the protection fee or not. As long as there's enough money. "

"It doesn't matter whether you eat or not. It doesn't matter whether you sleep or not. People are going to die anyway. It's the same to go back and die or wait for decades to die. "

"Go back and jump into the river."

"Hang yourself. If you jump into a river, you have to find a river. "

"This body is a skin bag. It's better to kill yourself and liberate your soul than to waste food when you live. More free

A group of gangsters, with a big smile on their faces, walked out of the bookstore slowly.

Leaving a face of inexplicable Willa, standing in place, do not know what happened.

Just as she was about to turn back to the counter, she suddenly saw the little gangsters shaking all over.

Not far from the bookstore, his face turned pale.

Brunsimmer, who took the lead, looked back at the bookstore with a look of horror. He didn't dare to let go of any cruel words with the rest of the bastards and ran away.

Vera blinked and looked back at Linsheng.

Lin Sheng Chong smiles and continues to deduce the special training method copied from Cassie.

Today's holy power emits holy light particles, which are more powerful than he imagined.

It seems that it's because of the speed feature. As soon as he was released, it worked quickly.

But perhaps because it works so fast, the effect of divine power no longer seems to be permanent.

You should know that the holy light particles before, although the impact on people is a little slow, but once the symptoms appear, it is completely irreversible.

It's not like this. As soon as those gangsters left the area, they found that they were wrong and scared to run all the way.

"Well, keep working." Lin Shengping said.

"Well."

The time of the day passes quickly.

The bookstore business is still the same, cold and quiet, but with Vera's ability to control electronics, Lin Sheng's point card has money that ordinary people can't spend.

So bookstores don't care if they're profitable.

All day long, he either reads books or studies the special training techniques he stole from Cassie.

Early the next morning, when Lin Sheng opened the door, he was surprised to see the little gangster leader who had been here yesterday.

He was sitting by the door of the bookstore with a haggard face. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Lin Sheng just looked at him and said nothing. When he opened the door, he went back to the counter and sat down.

Brensimmel also walked into the bookstore with some trepidation. When he went back yesterday, he felt something was wrong.

When I think about the whole process carefully, I suddenly know that I have met an expert.

He has never been a man willing to be ordinary. In the face of those above bingte, he had a strong reluctance and jealousy from a very young age.

Later, as he was constantly stimulated by bingte's superiority in the social environment, his unwillingness became more and more distorted and gradually turned into resentment against his parents.

Yes, he resents why his parents are not very rich and why they didn't adjust his genes before he was born to make him a real bingte.

This resentment made his temperament even more surly. Finally, he gave up his studies and embarked on the road of mixed society.

And now, after the setbacks in the bookstore, he really saw the power to influence his thinking.