Super God Gene

The prisoner walked towards Hansen one step at a time, slowly, but only a distance of more than 10 meters, and he had reached behind Hansen.

When the prisoner left, the shackles kept ringing, but after he stopped behind Hansen, he didn't even have a sound, not even a breath or heartbeat, as if he didn't exist at all.

Hanson swept with a hollow air field and couldn't feel the prisoner behind him. He suddenly felt the goose bumps all over his body.

The prisoner was clearly standing behind him, and he could not even sense that the kind of horror that instantly invaded Hansen's brain, allowing his subconscious to make a judgement, almost turned to flee.

But Hanson is now fully working on the peacock charm, he must not escape, but as soon as he leaves the position, the Four Elephant Seal will be destroyed by the appearance of a blossom, and then everyone will be dead.

Hanson had a bird's nest on his head, and he couldn't help but turn his back, and his heart was crushed: “What can you do if you stand behind me? Forgive me, but you can't break a bird's nest. What else am I afraid of? ”

Hanson stood still there and didn't turn around to look behind him, still exporting his power inside the Peacock Talisman to suppress the Fae.

But Hanson's eyes fell on Mr. White's face, but his heart was shocked.

Mr. Bai's face was a little strange. Hanson didn't see what it meant, but the look on his guilty face was obvious. It was a frightening look. He stared at Hanson's back, like he saw a ghost.

Blood Kirin is even more obvious, yelling at Hansen's side, seems to be warning Hansen.

“What's he doing behind me?” Hanson had some hair in his heart, and he couldn't even feel the prisoner behind him, as if he was not standing behind a creature, but a ghost charm.

Mr. Bai moved his throat and looked very strange. He opened his mouth but did not speak.

This expression made Hanson's heart furrier and he couldn't help but turn his head to see it, but because his body and hands couldn't move, his head was able to rotate at a limited angle, he turned to the left to look, didn't see what was there.

Then he turned to the right and looked at it. He still didn't see anything. Now Hanson really hates that he can't turn around and see where the prisoner is, but his body can't move.

And Mr. Bai's three faces got weirder and weirder, all staring straight behind Hansen, making Hansen feel like a cat scratch.

“Your sister, I have a bird's nest. What's to be afraid of?” Hanson bites his teeth.

But all of a sudden, I felt a chill in the back of my neck, as if something was sticking to the back of his neck, causing Hanson to have goose bumps all over him, and his back was sour and his legs were a little soft.

The horrible thing Hanson saw too much, and he wouldn't be really scared, but now he can't see the prisoner, but he feels a little furious inside.

“Don't move...” Mr. Bai said to Hanson.

“What the hell is he doing behind me?” Hanson couldn't see what the prisoner was doing behind him, he had to ask Mr. Bai.

Unfortunately, Blood Kirin cannot speak, otherwise he will be directly Blood Kirin. As for the conviction, it is even more unreliable, and Hanson did not want to ask him.

“This... is hard to say..." Mr. White frowned and looked a little embarrassed, seemingly not knowing what to say to Hanson.

Mr. Bai's embarrassing appearance kept Hanson from frowning slightly and really couldn't figure out what was going on behind him.

If there is danger behind them, Mr. White, they do not want Hanson to shake the Four Elephants Seal for fear of danger, so they refuse to tell him that Hanson feels this is unlikely.

Because if it's really dangerous, Hanson will be broken like a seal after he's injured, not that he won't move or he'll be fine.

“Since it's not really dangerous, what can't you say?” Hansen was suspicious.

I didn't feel much, but the more I thought about it, the cooler it felt, making Hanson feel a little uneasy.

Mr. Bai and Guilty still stared straight behind him, and Blood Kirin kept yelling at Hanson, as if he was trying to tell him something.

Hanson couldn't help but summon the baby and let him see what the prisoner was doing behind him.

Bao appeared in Hansen's arms, and Hansen immediately said to her, "Bao, look for Daddy. What's behind it? What's it doing? ”

Bao answered, laying on Hansen's shoulder and looking behind Hansen, then made a surprise sound: “Dad... behind you...”

“What's behind me?” Hanson asked anxiously.

“There's a guy painting on your back...” Baby said after thinking about it.

“Painting?” Hanson felt a little overwhelmed for a while and wondered, “The prisoner painted behind my back? Is he a painter? I love human body painting so much that I can't help but paint on it? No, even if it's a human body painting, you should find a beautiful woman's body to paint. What's wrong with me? ”

“Baby, what did he paint?” Hanson asked hastily, feeling that things weren't that simple.

Bao jumped over Hansen's shoulder and looked behind Hansen for a while, but never spoke.

“Baby, what did he paint?” The one in Hanson's heart is in a hurry, he's not really scared, it's just that this feeling is very bad, it's a little irritating.

”Bao-yu hesitated for a moment. 'It seems like... it seems like a painting of a man... well... a woman...

“Painting women? What kind of woman?” Hansen beamed, a skull-like prisoner had nothing to do with drawing women behind him, which was really a little fucking evil, making Hansen feel itchy behind his back and start to feel uncomfortable all over.

Bao didn't seem to know how to describe it. He hesitated for a moment before continuing: "A very ugly and ugly woman. ”

Hanson felt like he was about to vomit blood, and a weird, ugly prisoner drew a very ugly woman on his back. What's his sister's name?

Hanson opened his mouth to keep asking, but suddenly he realized he didn't know what else to ask.

Bao looked behind his back and said, “Dad, I don't think he can paint anymore. ”

“Why?” asked Hanson curiously.

Bao answered quickly this time: "The blood of the woman in his hand is about to dry out and there is no paint left. ”

“What, he painted on my back with a woman's blood?” Hanson felt his scalp was about to blow up, and I can't imagine what kind of a picture that was.