Psychic

Van Gogh stayed in this space for five days in a meditation posture. The magnetic field released was very aggressive from the first day, slightly weakened to the second day, and only defended against the third day, until It turned into convergence on the fourth day and complete disappearance on the fifth day.

He interpreted the whole process of a strong man slowly becoming weak under the torture of hunger and thirst, and Ma You really believed, because even if he had become a god, he would feel hungry even if he did not eat a meal for a long time. If you do n’t drink, you will feel thirsty, so he rightfully thinks that no one in the world can survive without eating or drinking.

His origin determines his insights and vision, and these are by no means capable of changing his ability.

He put out an index finger to poke the lowered head of Van Galo, wanting his body to fall slowly, and then he would step on his foot on his back, open the space and brighten the appearance outside, and then Collect the corpse and twist it into pieces, so that blood and meat will sprinkle the whole New Times Square.He will also put this person's head on the female sculpture holding a book, and then write a line with his blood: [Reading a fart!

So, Van Gogh is the most fart here, ha ha ha, ha ha ha!Ma You was amused by his own brain, his mouth cracked and cracked, revealing a row of white teeth, and his appearance was like a ghost.When he was about to touch the man's hair, a cold hand suddenly grabbed his fingertips, breaking up fiercely ...

The brittle sound of broken bones was mixed with a scream and shook the space, so that the green lights above the head shook.In this rapidly flashing light, dark and bright, Van Gogh raised his dangling head, revealing a pair of dark, deep, star-like eyes.He didn't die at all. On the contrary, his power, consciousness, and magnetic field were as powerful as when he first entered the space.

Ma You finally realized that she had been deceived and screamed in horror: "You play me!"

Van Gogh was too lazy to tell him a word, grabbed his broken index finger forward, pinched his neck, and pinched his head on a metal wall.

Ma You was suddenly struck by Venus, collapsed to the ground, and his hands and feet fluttered in a mess, trying to get up, but his back was slammed against Fangalo's knee.

"You said, will the gods be so embarrassed?" Van Gogh whispered to Ma You's ear, and the gas he exhaled was cold, without the body temperature that humans should have.

Ma You was pierced by the cold airflow, and she could not help struggling. She tilted her head back and tried to abuse her. A colder hand covered his head.

"You don't deserve to be a person." Fangalo's tone coldly ruled, releasing the magnetic field in the palm of his hand, probing into Ma You's body, and inspiring the thing that caused him to change.

Unsurprisingly, this is also a jade pendant. The peanut grains are so large that they are vivid and shimmering. They show a dark gray color after the light fades. The jade is also mixed with a strand of blood, which is too contaminated. Killing caused.

Fangaro incorporated Yu Pei into his body with five fingers, and Ma You looked at him dizzyingly. Although he didn't understand what happened just now, he also knew that he had lost the most important thing.He tried to manipulate this space, but found that it had completely disconnected himself, and the feeling of emptiness and powerlessness made his body and soul tremble together.

"You, what did you take away from me?" His upper and lower teeth bumped involuntarily, making a rattling noise, which was terrified.

"I took your power." Fangallo stood up, crushing Ma You mercilessly with a magnetic field, and said slowly: "But that power doesn't belong to you."

Ma You tried to struggle and resist, but his body seemed to be crushed under the mountains and could not move at all.After spending five days in the space without eating or drinking, Van Gogh ’s strength has not only weakened, but has become more sharp.And he also has the ability to deprive others of his power. What is he?Are they really human?

Ma You looked at Van Gogh in horror, and then frantically created space in his mind, but failed.The omnipotent power that once made him feel like a creator has really disappeared. After all, his fantasy can only stay in the stage of fantasy, and it can no longer be turned into reality. He has become a mortal through and through.

Seemingly aware of his thoughts, Van Gogh said indifferently: "You are a mortal."

"No, you bullshit! I am the Son of Heaven, I awakened the ability to manipulate space and time. This is the forbidden technique. Do you understand? The forbidden technique is for the gods to use! I do n’t believe you can take my power, I just I ’m too tired, I ’ll do it slowly. If you wait for me, I will definitely smash you corpses! "Ma You twisted like a turtle on the ground, screaming some nervous words in her mouth.

Van Gogh held out his hand and looked into the open door, saying with a smile: "Is that what you said about the forbidden art?" Every time he uttered a word, the one at the end of the door belonged to Ma You. The space collapsed into a corner.

Unlike the space that imprisons others, Ma You creates a bright and warm space for himself, filled with expensive furniture and accessories he stole from elsewhere, and looks like a luxury apartment.

At this moment, the apartment is being broken down into light spots inch by inch.Those expensive furniture and accessories, including the victim's nails and teeth collected by him, were all lightly landed on New Times Square.

Ma You's eyes widened, and she looked at this scene with great fear and disbelief.This man ... this man actually took away his power and turned it into his own!Why can he do this?Is he really a god?

An indescribable fear made Ma You completely paralyzed, while Van Gogh squeezed his back neck and completely decomposed this secluded green space.

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The people standing around the square, as well as the staff surrounding the soft chair, thought that Van Gogh had already sacrificed.

They did not say anything on their mouths, but their heads all hung down in a gesture of silence.At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed above the soft chair. Then, a luxurious leather sofa appeared out of thin air and slowly landed, and then a two-meter wide bed, stand, coffee table, massage chair ...

This picture of heavenly foreign bodies looked at everyone.Before they could react, the two figures suddenly appeared in front of the soft chairs. The vanity teacher and the murderous horse tour disappeared for many days.

The camera standing around the soft chair has never stopped working, so when the two appeared, the picture was broadcast in real time to the TV channel that Minister Yan has kept, and also to a huge advertisement towering on the edge of the square Card.

The Ma You, who was once arrogant and arrogant, was like a little chicken just hatched for a long time. It was easily held in the palm of the teacher by the teacher.He looked up and saw the army and police with ammunition around him, the black crushed people standing around the square, and the dizzying and ugly appearance on the billboard.

He first opened his eyes in amazement, as if unbelievable, and then his face was distorted, and then he struggled frantically.Although he lost his strength, his pride as a "god" did not decrease at all.

Contrary to his reaction, the people who clearly saw this scene burst into a cry of surprise, and then threw flowers in their hands, rendering the otherwise dead square into a sea of ​​joy.

Fangallo gave Ma You to the soldiers and the police who were quickly surrounded, and looked at a camera directly in front of him, saying one by one: "There are no spirits in the world, I will only say that to cooperate with the police. If everyone If you encounter dangers or difficulties in your life, please go to the police or the relevant department and do not ask for help from ghosts and spirits. That will not solve any problems. Ma You has lost her strength and can no longer kill people. He will get the punishment he deserves. "

Hearing these words, the people shouted his name more ardently, pouring words of thanks and treating him as a hero.

Van Goghro was surrounded by this intense wave of emotions, and his face showed a rare aura.But he has not been immersed in this atmosphere for too long, because the person he most misses is waiting in front.He used magnetic fields to drive away the swarming reporters, striding toward Song Rui and Xu Yiyang who were holding hands and standing not far away.

Xu Yiyang plunged into his arms like a bird, his wet eyes filled with joy, but also a trace of fear.Five days and five nights of waiting almost worn out his heart.

Song Rui took off his thick coat and put it on Fangallo's shoulders, hugging him silently, without saying a word, but his heart exudes emotions of joy, thoughts, and hardship.He knew that for this person, expressing his heart with emotions would be more powerful than words.

Surrounded by such strong emotions, even without body temperature and heartbeat, Van Gogh seems to find a sense of being alive.

"I'm back." He patted Dr. Song's spine gently, but said a thousand words in just four words.

The reporter tried to get close to the three people who were hugging each other, but he was always isolated by some kind of power, and had no choice but to rush to the Ma You surrounded by many.

In order to let the people completely get rid of the previous panic, the government intends to allow more media to report the scene of Ma You's arrest, so he did not stop the reporter from interviewing him.One of the reporters squeezed to the front, put the microphone to Ma You's mouth, and asked loudly, "Why are you killing?"

Ma You was detained by two soldiers who cut her hands in place. Her hair was messy and her face was haggard, but her eyes were unusually bright. "Why?" He stared at the reporter, and said, "Because it's fun!"

The reporter apparently did not expect his answer to be like this.In anticipation, he may tell a tragic story about his childhood, telling about his growth experience and degenerate process, and then weeping and repenting, praying for the forgiveness of the public.Rather than say it now, so straightforwardly, without guilt-I am just for fun.

The negative feelings brought by his answer are unimaginable, so that the reporter showed an extremely frightened expression in front of the camera.He comes from the legal system channel and has interviewed too many fierce and wicked people, but he has never seen anyone like Ma You.His badness was not forced by the situation, nor did he not read the book and did not understand good and evil, but was born to be bad, broken into the bones, so bad that he was justified and unscrupulous.

The reporter's hand holding the microphone began to tremble, and the full stomach problem that had been brewing was now resolved by fear and chills into a blank.He suddenly realized that the person in front of him may no longer be considered a person, but an outright ghost.

He didn't ask, but a female reporter next to him was filled with indignation and asked: "Why do you deprive others of their lives just for fun? Are you a beast?"

Ma You, who was standing still, suddenly slammed her towards her. Although she was quickly restrained by two soldiers, she still screamed and retreated in fright.

Seeing the female reporter Hua Rong's eclipsed appearance, he laughed with pride, and then bit his teeth and said: "You are beasts, I am a god! I am the master of this world! Whoever I want to die will die! "

The female reporter was frightened by his bloody threats, and extreme anger and extreme fear clashed in her mind, forcing her to shed two lines of tears.This scene was broadcast in real time, which caused considerable pressure on the audience's psychology.

The New Times Square, which was still cheering just now, is now dead. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the twisted smiling face on the billboard with hatred but terrified eyes.Audiences standing in front of computers or televisions are also frozen in place, and the seams of bones and deep hearts seem to be covered with the cold of fear.

The audience was quiet, except for Ma You's nervous laughter echoed in the air.

It took a while for a reporter to respond and refuted loudly: "Mr. Van Gaal just said that there are no spirits in the world. He also said that you have no power and cannot kill anyone! You are not a god, you are just a netizen. criminal!"

Hearing the three words "Van Gallo", the horse tour that was still complacent in the last second, but the next second seemed to be stabbed in the dead hole and stiffened in place like wood.His ruddy complexion turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his feet retreated subconsciously, leaning into the arms of two soldiers, as if seeking protection. The slightly dilated pupil was full of hatred, but it was also hidden inexplicably. fear.

The obvious emotional response made the reporter very excited. He knew he was right, so he chased after the victory: "Ma You, are you really powerless? You can no longer create that kind of murderous space. Are you just an ordinary person now, you will accept the harshest punishment from the law! We will shoot you! "

However, what he didn't expect was that most of the words came out, and Ma You, who was still weak, just slowly pulled a crazy smile.

"I will be shot?" He stared straight at the reporter, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, not because of fear, but because of extreme desire.

The reporter was frightened by his unusual reaction. After a while, he nodded affirmatively: "Of course! You are murderous, and the law will definitely punish you."

"Then when will you be sentenced to death?" Ma You asked the main question.

"It is said that the court will try you immediately, and you don't have many good days to pass!" The reporter settled and said in a harsh tone.

"Hahaha, hahaha ..." Ma You's eyes widened greatly, with strange lights flashing inside, nervously murmured: "You said, since there are people like me in the world, will there be ghosts? I am dead, will it become a ghost? Ghosts are more powerful than people? "

The sense of despair that had lost his power made him completely mad.He longed to become strong again, so much so that this desire made him completely fall from man to ghost.As long as he can return to the altar, he is willing to try all methods, including death.

The reporter was asked by him, and thought of that possibility, he couldn't help but creepy.

Ma You looked straight at the camera and murmured: "Yes, I really have no power now, but what happens if I become a ghost? Will I be the most powerful ghost in the world? I Can it still kill people like this? Certainly, of course, because ghosts can see people, but people can't see ghosts! At that time, I can kill and do whatever I want, hahaha ... "

Thinking of the horror movies about ghosts and the omnipotent means of killing, Ma You was more and more excited, and then madly hit the gun of a soldier, shouting extremely urgently: "Come, come! You are killing me now! When I die, I can become a ghost and avenge the world! Hahaha! "

The people who had warmly cheered and celebrated in the past, but now looked at this scene in a daze, and fell into deeper fear ...