Why hunt down a super stupid innocent wizard

Chapter 301 Blooming like flowers
However, he does not have the kind of witchcraft that makes little movement. Whether it is the 'space shuttle witchcraft' or the 'oil painting visual vortex witchcraft', they are all too flashy.

If you have an idea, try it. Lin An has always been decisive. If ordinary methods don't work, he will try to use spiritual abilities.

Start by trying to map the rhythms of spirituality.

Rhythm is a very wonderful thing. Sometimes it is tangible, such as the appearance of spirituality, and sometimes it is intangible, such as the rhythm of breathing and even the rhythm of different people's life and body rhythms.

The sound can also be natural.

Especially this kind of pronunciation that is similar to chanting a mantra.

Then, he mobilized spiritual mimicry, a technique Lin An had never done before. In the past, he only used his body to mimic the rhythm of the Deer Play breathing method, and did not use his spirituality to mimic it.

You might as well give it a try.

Then, a spiritual black cat slowly emerged from the depths of his mind and muttered to the pretentious middle-aged man.

——'kong~long~kang~lang~~~~kong~long~kang~lang~~~~kong~long~kang~lang~~~~'

"Mr. Oak!" Ms. Delly was impatient. To be honest, the person in front of her was indeed the powerful person in the company, but she was one of the shareholders of the parent company.

Even if the backer behind Mr. Oak is the major shareholder, Mrs. Sally Byrd, the leader of the wizarding organization, this is not the reason why he despises himself so much - he actually allowed himself and the people he brought to stand and listen like this. He sat and spoke.

Sorry, so rude!
Ms. Delly was already a little angry, and her eyes became a little cold. This seemingly normal but extremely bad offense was undoubtedly a choice for her power.This is absolutely not allowed.

In view of the power of Chief Mrs. Sally Byrd, Ms. Delly had no choice but to take a deep breath and did not choose to have a conflict face to face, but her voice became a little indifferent, "Mr. Oak, what are you thinking!"

Mr. Oak was stunned for a moment and noticed the problem.

He quickly showed off a proper apology and stood up in a deliberately flustered manner, intending to make up some random words to deal with the situation.

However, when he looked at Ms. Delly, and his eyes passed over her body that seemed to be bursting out of the cheongsam and yet still very soft, a breeze blew by.

"I……"

"What am I thinking……"

"Oh, of course I was thinking, I wonder whether the 'Camigas Slaving Potion' or the 'Third Forbidden Object Love Hypnosis Clock' will have a better effect on you?"

Ms. Delly was stunned.

She stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes and disbelief.

Slavery potion?Love hypnotic clocks?

This man actually wants to deal with himself like this?
And he said it so openly?

"How dare you!" She flipped her wrist, and a folding fan with black lace appeared in her hand. It opened with a bang, and the black butterflies embroidered on it flew out of the fan, one after another, more and more. Numerous butterflies fluttered their wings, scattering glistening light.

"Me!" Mr. Oak was also stunned, covering his mouth in disbelief. He had always dug out the words in other people's hearts so easily. At this moment, he finally felt the despair of those people.

He realized something and suddenly looked at the young man he had just despised.

I saw the young man looking at him with a smile on his face, giving a thumbs up, and said in amazement, "Show!"

show?

What does it mean?
Before Mr. Oak could realize that this was the language of the empire, not the language of the country of Dali, he suddenly felt another breeze blowing on his face.

The breeze seemed to bring him back to his most youthful childhood. Facing the accountability of his grieving mother, he was angry and heartbroken. He muttered loudly, as if he wanted to dig out his heart to let the other party know his sincerity. .

So he yelled, "Ha, how dare I?"

"Of course I dare!"

"Not only do I dare to turn you into my slave girl, I also want to turn Chief Mrs. Sally Byrd into my slave girl, as well as Ms. Angel, and every shareholder in the headquarters. I want to include you all. I want to bring this organization into my harem!"

"!!!"

Done!Emotions surged and vented, leaving only inner satisfaction.

After being satisfied, Mr. Oak finally broke away from the witchcraft influence of this confession, and his face turned pale from fear in an instant.

He swallowed and glared at Lin An fiercely, "This is all..."

Before he finished speaking, each butterfly changed from invisible to looming, and suddenly became clear in the black light.

In just an instant, he was surrounded by butterflies.

The black butterfly fluttered and danced, and its wings covered with strange dark red lines were like scalpels, twisting into an irregularly rotating array of blades and squeezing them towards him.

bang~
His body suddenly exploded, no, it should be said to be in full bloom.

Like the petals of a flower bud suddenly stretching out, he stretches out layer upon layer, and his body blooms like a delicate and delicate flower.

The blood spurted out and fell on the petals, which looked particularly poignant.

Just for a moment, he couldn't die anymore.

Yes, just die!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Old Liu squinted at this scene and shook his head, "Poison Rose, this signature witchcraft seems to have not improved at all, it is still the same as before."

But his head was indeed startled, and he jumped into the mirror where Lao Liu was, and the two of them disappeared together.

"Control the organization?" Ms. Delly sneered, "The Goblin Castle Billiards Club, a wizarding organization, has always been an organization for ladies and ladies. When did wizards exist? How dare they have such delusions!"

She took a deep breath, looked down at the shoes splattered with blood, and felt a little frustrated, "It seems I have to have a good talk with Chief Mrs. Sally Byrd."

Impulsive, too impulsive.

Just now, Mr. Oak should have been brought to Chief Mrs. Sally Byrd to explain the situation, and then let Mrs. Sally Byrd handle it.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that it is more about the fear of losing your own value.

Yes.

Her value in the wizarding organization Goblin Castle Billiards Club lies in her firm control of the channel of the Eastern Continent Antler Witch Hunting Knights, which is a network that no other wizard in the Westman continent has.

As for the painting displayed by Mr. Oak, whether it came from his own channel or Mrs. Byrd's channel, it was obvious that their tentacles had tried to extend their tentacles to their own 'territory'.

How can this be allowed!
In front of him, he recruits the guests he brought from Antlers. Is it Mr. Oak's ambition or Mrs. Byrd's temptation?

For a moment, Ms. Delly's expression flickered.

She thought for a moment, looked at Lin An, and pointed to the portrait on the electronic screen on the wall, "Is there any way you can delete this portrait from his computer? After all, Mr. Oak is a project of an internationally renowned game development team. Manager, someone will want to find him after he disappears, and I don’t want anyone to see your portrait on his computer.”

Lin An raised his eyebrows, looking at the corpse that looked like it was in full bloom, still looking as if nothing had happened, and he clicked his tongue in his heart.

"I'll handle it."

He nodded and looked at the computer on his desk. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of information there would be in such a project manager's computer.
"Then hurry up and I will tell the others that you are allowed by Mr. Oak to visit the special props group. Ordinary police officers there can't detect anything."

As he spoke, black butterflies suddenly flew up from the blooming 'flowers', turning into dim light and dissipating, and the corpse in front of him began to become charred and decayed like a flower.

It was very open, and the petals withered one by one, fell to the ground, shattered like glass on the ground, and finally disappeared completely.

Even the blood stains on the ground disappeared together.

Ms. Dai Li nodded to Lin An, "I will be here in three hours. You can handle it as soon as possible."

With that said, he twisted his waist, turned around, pushed open the office door and left.

(End of this chapter)