The power of the mind of beauty
Chapter 11 This is the role of mental power
Chapter 11 This is the role of mental power
The window of the house was open, and the heavy rain outside was extremely loud and pouring, and a cold current came in from the window, making Sean, who was only wearing a hoodie, feel a chill, and couldn't help shivering.
However, compared to the cold Sean felt, Old Joe's body had already begun to stiffen.
Especially at this moment, Sean had used his thoughts to slap him on the wall without moving for more than ten minutes, and his legs had already started to go numb.
"I...I didn't mean to deceive you." Old Qiao licked his dry lips, looked back as hard as he could, and said nervously.
Naturally, he didn't want to keep the secrets of the Stanton Gang strictly. His original intention was just to let this guy who appeared out of nowhere and obviously wanted to trouble the Stanton Gang ignore this small shop. After all, he will not only get a small second-hand shop with a lot of profits, but also very likely to avoid the danger of being troubled by Stanton. After all, he can clearly feel that the people behind him are not with him. He had any physical contact, but he was directly squeezed against the wall by an invisible force, unable to move. This is obviously not a power that ordinary people can have, and in this world where mutants are rampant, he naturally The first time I thought of the above.
When Xiao En heard what Old Qiao said, he was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed helplessly in his heart. Although he didn't know what Old Qiao was thinking, he could feel a sense of panic coming from Old Qiao inexplicably. However, there was no resentment or malice in this emotion.
This is what he just discovered. He can actually feel Old Qiao's thoughts. Although it is very vague and just a general emotional change, it is also a novel discovery.
"Hope this is the last time, tell me everything I want to know!"
Sean's voice was still steady, but Old Joe noticed that there was already a wave of impatience and anger in it.
"Okay! I'll tell you what I know right away, please don't kill me, huh~ thank you." Feeling the gun on his waist leave, Old Qiao heaved a sigh of relief and at the same time quickly told what he knew.
"Although the Stanton gang doesn't have a fixed gathering place, they will gather at the end of every month, but because they don't have a fixed place, they always give short notice."
Sean frowned, staring at Old Joe, trying to find a trace of lies, but he only felt that Old Joe's heart was relaxed after he retracted the gun, but he didn't feel nervous after telling the lie.
Could it be that the lie detector ability is not working well?No, Old Joe's emotions are still vaguely reflected in his mind, so this is the truth.
"Today is the 27th, when is the next party? Where is it?" Sean asked.
"Usually NO.30 per month, but it often changes. Matt always informs me the day before the party."
After Old Joe finished speaking, he waited for Sean's reaction, but after a while, there was no more sound. Just when he was about to ask in doubt, all the force that was pressing him against the wall suddenly dissipated, and he became numb. His back was unable to support his stiff body, causing him to fall directly to the ground. With a groan of pain, he opened his eyes, only to find that there was no one in his vision, only the still pouring rain accompanied by splashes of water. The cold wind blows into this icy hut.
Strenuously getting up and walking to the window, Old Qiao tried to find a figure in the long dark night, but as far as he could see, it was an old street shrouded in heavy rain. There was no one or shadow at all.
……
When Sean returned home, except for the shoes and trouser legs on his feet, his clothes were not wet by a trace of rain.
As he understood, thoughts can affect objects in reality, and naturally they can connect scattered energies to form a physical object similar to a protective shield. In essence, not only can it achieve the same effect as before, but you don't have to worry about thinking that other factors will make it impossible to maintain and let go of the enemy, and at the same time greatly reduce the loss of power, which is simply killing multiple birds with one stone.
And it was also for this reason that he was able to come back dry from the heavy rain outside. He was the only one who ran in the rainy night with the conical umbrella formed by the power of thought.
What also surprised him was that he also discovered two other abilities, of course, they were not considered other abilities, they could only be regarded as two other extensions.
And this also allowed him to finally determine the core of his ability, mental strength, otherwise how could he vaguely feel the emotional changes of Old Joe, and how could he suddenly be in front of the two robbing gangsters in the alley? In my mind, I seem to see the situation behind it that cannot be seen with the naked eye. This is clearly the effect of mental power. So many movies and novels are really not for nothing.
However, these two extension abilities are not very powerful. Just like the ability to feel other people's emotions, the scanning ability can only see a circle around yourself, and it can't play a big role at all. That is to say, the little gangster he met before took Knife, if it is a gun, he can't dodge it with his reaction force, even if he can use his mind to act on himself.
But superpowers are like muscles, and they can only be strengthened by exercise. Although the abilities I possess are not as weak as I thought at first, it doesn't mean that no one is invincible.
It’s just that compared to the discovery of his own abilities, Sean is a little speechless on the issue of the Stanton Gang. Look at the protagonists of other novels, when they first debuted, all they encountered were truly cold-blooded, cruel, and evil gangsters. , but what he met was really just a group of pickpockets, and even marijuana was regarded as a source of income, which is completely unqualified.
But this also made him breathe a sigh of relief. If he was really allowed to directly meet the gangsters who were cold-blooded, cruel, evil, and even murderous, he himself didn't know if he could handle it. It's just an ordinary person with super powers, so he feels a little lucky in his heart.
This transition was exactly what he needed.
(End of this chapter)
The window of the house was open, and the heavy rain outside was extremely loud and pouring, and a cold current came in from the window, making Sean, who was only wearing a hoodie, feel a chill, and couldn't help shivering.
However, compared to the cold Sean felt, Old Joe's body had already begun to stiffen.
Especially at this moment, Sean had used his thoughts to slap him on the wall without moving for more than ten minutes, and his legs had already started to go numb.
"I...I didn't mean to deceive you." Old Qiao licked his dry lips, looked back as hard as he could, and said nervously.
Naturally, he didn't want to keep the secrets of the Stanton Gang strictly. His original intention was just to let this guy who appeared out of nowhere and obviously wanted to trouble the Stanton Gang ignore this small shop. After all, he will not only get a small second-hand shop with a lot of profits, but also very likely to avoid the danger of being troubled by Stanton. After all, he can clearly feel that the people behind him are not with him. He had any physical contact, but he was directly squeezed against the wall by an invisible force, unable to move. This is obviously not a power that ordinary people can have, and in this world where mutants are rampant, he naturally The first time I thought of the above.
When Xiao En heard what Old Qiao said, he was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed helplessly in his heart. Although he didn't know what Old Qiao was thinking, he could feel a sense of panic coming from Old Qiao inexplicably. However, there was no resentment or malice in this emotion.
This is what he just discovered. He can actually feel Old Qiao's thoughts. Although it is very vague and just a general emotional change, it is also a novel discovery.
"Hope this is the last time, tell me everything I want to know!"
Sean's voice was still steady, but Old Joe noticed that there was already a wave of impatience and anger in it.
"Okay! I'll tell you what I know right away, please don't kill me, huh~ thank you." Feeling the gun on his waist leave, Old Qiao heaved a sigh of relief and at the same time quickly told what he knew.
"Although the Stanton gang doesn't have a fixed gathering place, they will gather at the end of every month, but because they don't have a fixed place, they always give short notice."
Sean frowned, staring at Old Joe, trying to find a trace of lies, but he only felt that Old Joe's heart was relaxed after he retracted the gun, but he didn't feel nervous after telling the lie.
Could it be that the lie detector ability is not working well?No, Old Joe's emotions are still vaguely reflected in his mind, so this is the truth.
"Today is the 27th, when is the next party? Where is it?" Sean asked.
"Usually NO.30 per month, but it often changes. Matt always informs me the day before the party."
After Old Joe finished speaking, he waited for Sean's reaction, but after a while, there was no more sound. Just when he was about to ask in doubt, all the force that was pressing him against the wall suddenly dissipated, and he became numb. His back was unable to support his stiff body, causing him to fall directly to the ground. With a groan of pain, he opened his eyes, only to find that there was no one in his vision, only the still pouring rain accompanied by splashes of water. The cold wind blows into this icy hut.
Strenuously getting up and walking to the window, Old Qiao tried to find a figure in the long dark night, but as far as he could see, it was an old street shrouded in heavy rain. There was no one or shadow at all.
……
When Sean returned home, except for the shoes and trouser legs on his feet, his clothes were not wet by a trace of rain.
As he understood, thoughts can affect objects in reality, and naturally they can connect scattered energies to form a physical object similar to a protective shield. In essence, not only can it achieve the same effect as before, but you don't have to worry about thinking that other factors will make it impossible to maintain and let go of the enemy, and at the same time greatly reduce the loss of power, which is simply killing multiple birds with one stone.
And it was also for this reason that he was able to come back dry from the heavy rain outside. He was the only one who ran in the rainy night with the conical umbrella formed by the power of thought.
What also surprised him was that he also discovered two other abilities, of course, they were not considered other abilities, they could only be regarded as two other extensions.
And this also allowed him to finally determine the core of his ability, mental strength, otherwise how could he vaguely feel the emotional changes of Old Joe, and how could he suddenly be in front of the two robbing gangsters in the alley? In my mind, I seem to see the situation behind it that cannot be seen with the naked eye. This is clearly the effect of mental power. So many movies and novels are really not for nothing.
However, these two extension abilities are not very powerful. Just like the ability to feel other people's emotions, the scanning ability can only see a circle around yourself, and it can't play a big role at all. That is to say, the little gangster he met before took Knife, if it is a gun, he can't dodge it with his reaction force, even if he can use his mind to act on himself.
But superpowers are like muscles, and they can only be strengthened by exercise. Although the abilities I possess are not as weak as I thought at first, it doesn't mean that no one is invincible.
It’s just that compared to the discovery of his own abilities, Sean is a little speechless on the issue of the Stanton Gang. Look at the protagonists of other novels, when they first debuted, all they encountered were truly cold-blooded, cruel, and evil gangsters. , but what he met was really just a group of pickpockets, and even marijuana was regarded as a source of income, which is completely unqualified.
But this also made him breathe a sigh of relief. If he was really allowed to directly meet the gangsters who were cold-blooded, cruel, evil, and even murderous, he himself didn't know if he could handle it. It's just an ordinary person with super powers, so he feels a little lucky in his heart.
This transition was exactly what he needed.
(End of this chapter)
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