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Chapter 11 Report to hell

Her father was not a mage, but he joined the navy and became Wei Bizai's subordinate, so he now lives in Anping.

I have never understood why, despite my average looks, she has always been fond of me since she was a child despite her outstanding looks. I also intuitively felt that this was not the kind of love a sister would have for a younger brother.

Because when I was five years old, she forcibly kissed me on the cheek when I was ten years old, saying that I would be hers from now on, and she was out of control from then on.

Every time I go back to her grandfather's house in Pingxiang during the holidays, and her grandfather takes her to play in my hometown, she will force me to play the game of worship. If I don't do it, she will beat me until I cry, so I treat her

It's a bit timid.

At this time, I said seriously using the crappy nonsense I had just learned: "Haha, sister, there is something in Dong ag2356, please check it out."

As mentioned before, I was at level 6 of Guihua at the time. As for what Guihua sounded like, how should I put it, it was a very strange tone, and at the same time it felt like there was a heavy bass coming from a subwoofer.

After all, ghosts have no body and no voice. We mages have to rely on high-dimensional perception to "listen" to what they say.

Only ghosts with deep magic power can bless mortals with their magic power so that mortals can hear, see or even touch its existence. So if you are a mortal and unfortunately see a ghost, I'm sorry, it's not you who bumped into it, but it bumped into you intentionally.

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And when ordinary mages tell lies, what does it sound like to normal people’s ears?

When we Chinese hear it, it sounds a bit like Latin. But it is said that in the ears of Latin-speaking people, it feels like Chinese. The nonsense spoken by mages of different languages ​​​​feels different to people of other languages. Every human being always

Is there a language that he can't hear or speak? But communication between mages all over the world is basically unimpeded.

In fact, the reason why this happens is very simple. When the mage tells lies, he must use magic to cover up people's ears, so it will cause illusions to normal people.

So wouldn't it be better to just emit ghost sounds like ghosts so that ordinary people can't hear them? Of course, that's good, I want that too. But that requires more powerful magic power to achieve, and generally requires a level 4 mage or above.

Just imagine, letting ghosts hear the voices in a mage's mind is like humans using brain waves to give commands to computers through advanced sensing equipment. Isn't this configuration much more advanced than ordinary input devices such as keyboards and mice?

Therefore, the difference between a mage using his mouth to speak lies and using his mind to speak lies is equivalent to the difference between the mouse and keyboard and the brainwave induction instrument mentioned above. If you don’t have the strength, don’t be a RMB player. If you don’t have deep skills, you still have to tell lies.

Make a sound honestly.

When Zhao Jing heard that I was talking to her about "work," she probably rolled her eyes. This was her favorite expression after she got into trouble with me.

She said nonsense on the other end of the phone: "You kid is so boring. I know the owner of that car is from Hudong Province. He runs a chain of obstetrics and gynecology hospitals in Anping. What hospital is it called? Oh, it's called Dema.

West Asia. We all go to wipe his butt regularly. What a sin."

It took some effort for me to understand the meaning of her nonsense. I didn’t want to continue talking to her, so I said a few words and quickly hung up the phone.

When I returned to the curb, the Rolls-Royce was gone. Li Jian was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands and pulling his hair. Song Guangfei and Luo Chao were standing aside, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

I thought this matter would just go away, because Li Jian has always been such a pissed-off person. When he first met a beautiful woman, he would cry and call her true love. After hitting a wall, he would change his goal.

One night at 10:30, I returned to the dormitory from studying in the library. As soon as I entered the door, a baseball bat greeted me.

I am a mage, not a boxer, so I couldn't escape and fainted on the spot.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I woke up, I twisted my body, huh? Why can’t I move? When I opened my eyes, I found that I was tied to a chair with my backhand, and two bald men looked at me with a ferocious smile.

Looking around, I saw three of my roommates who were tied up like me. The four of us were sitting in a row in the middle of the dormitory, and the three of them should have suffered before me because they were all awake.

"What the fuck?" I asked involuntarily.

One of the bald men showed his golden front teeth and said with a smile: "Fuck you, do you know you are under arrest?"

"Police?" I asked confused.

At this time, Li Jian and the others bowed their heads and remained silent.

"We are underground police, specializing in dealing with ungrateful little brats like you!" said another big man with a crooked tattoo of the word "forbearance" on his arm.

"You are committing a crime!" I said.

"Pop!"

The big man with gold teeth came over and slapped me twice, and cursed: "We are acting in self-defense! He is your good brother, and this fat guy has offended our boss."

With stars in my eyes, I thought to myself, who did this guy Li Jian provoke? It would be better for me not to say anything to avoid being beaten again. After all, their main target is Li Jian.

Sure enough, the big man with gold teeth ignored me and turned to scold Li Jian: "Do you still dare to follow our boss in the future?"

I closed my eyes helplessly and cursed secretly, Li Jian, a troublemaker, actually stalked people. If he was the only one who was beaten, could I say that he deserved it...

"No, I don't dare anymore, please let us go." Li Jian whispered.

The big man with gold teeth took out a silver Casio digital camera and took pictures of Li Jian.

After verbally humiliating Li Jian, the big man with gold teeth took out a dagger, cut the rope that tied us, then put the baseball bat into a long black bag, and pushed the bag with the big man with tattoos.

The door opened and left.

After regaining his freedom, Li Jian told us that these two bald men were the subordinates of the Rolls-Royce owner. We immediately called the police and reported the counselor.
Chapter completed!
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