"I'm just very interested in your telekinesis ability. Your attack is too strong and will be difficult to control. I want to study how to check and balance it."

Chrollo looked at Jia Er without a trace of embarrassment, but as if he was stating a fact that Jia Er had to accept.

"Research! How do you study my telekinesis ability?"

Jia Er looked at Chrollo's series of operations and still didn't know what Chrollo's telekinesis ability was.

"Now that I have acquired your telekinesis ability, let me be honest with you. My telekinesis ability is to obtain other people's telekinesis ability and use it until the other person dies. If you really will fight against us one day, I don't have to worry. , so that I can check and balance you.”

"Obtain? I think this is more like stealing. Now that you have my telekinesis ability, you don't have to worry about me anymore. It's good to let you experience the feeling of the sun in your body."

Jia Er didn't expect Chrollo to be so suspicious, but now that he got what he wanted, he was safer.

"Is it that serious?"

"You'll know after you try it."

"I'll try it out some time."

Chrollo looked at the record of "Red Flame Storm" that had appeared in the "Secrets of Thieves" and thought that no matter how difficult this ability was to use, Jiaer could not let him know the effect of his activation.

Before Jia Er knew it, even if this was a kind of psychological shock, it would also make Jia Er have some scruples in his actions, so that he could better control the monster Jia Er.

After the two exchanged a few words, Jia Er returned to the crowd, and Franklin pulled him over and asked him to drink.

"These guys can't drink. Come and have a few drinks with me."

Jia Er looked at Wo Jin on the side, he was already lying on the ground and couldn't get up. Nobunaga also fell asleep with his back against the iron pillar. The others only focused on eating and did not dare to come forward to drink.

"You are so good at drinking, you drank them all to the ground."

Jiaer didn't usually drink much, but he knew that Wojin was still a good drinker, but he didn't expect Franklin to be an even better drinker.

"Franklin is the biggest drinker among us. He drinks like water. Wo Jin is the only one who can drink with him the longest. If it's an arm wrestling, then Wo Jin is the best."

Pike looked at Franklin's unfinished expression and reminded Jia Er.

"Then let me have a few drinks with you."

After a few dozen minutes of drinking, the two of them drank two boxes of beer.

No one was barbecuing anymore, everyone else had gone to find a place to rest.

Only Franklin and Jia Er were still drinking. They drank from afternoon to night, and drank half of the dozen or so cases of beer that Wo Jin had saved.

Franklin went to the toilet several times and couldn't raise his eyelids anymore. He didn't know if he was dazzled. Opposite him, Jiaer was drinking and his whole body was white.

In the end, Franklin lay on the table and passed out drunk. Jia Er looked at the drunk Franklin and smiled sheepishly and said:

"I just discovered that I can let them evaporate quickly while drinking. It's a bit cheating."

Jia Er stood up and looked around. Everyone had dispersed, and the moonlight was already shining on the flat ground outside the factory.

He walked out slowly alone, jumped over the gate sealed by a cement board, and walked on the dilapidated streets.

He wanted to be alone for a while, but everything happened so suddenly, and until now, he was still taking action step by step.

Jia Er thought that the people he met on Meteor Street could only be temporary companions. They were all extensions of Chrollo's will.

Although they usually act independently, everyone still cannot be independent and can only belong to one group. This may be because they have been together since childhood.

As for the new faces, Xia Ke, Finks, and Kubi have never had an in-depth understanding of them, and they cannot completely believe them.

The background of the Walter family is too complicated. Once this relationship is used, they may be able to claim the throne in the future.

But Jiaer is not interested in being the king at all, but the blood feud must be avenged. In the end, he still has to fight alone!

Jiaer, who had already reached the high garbage mountain, felt a gust of cold wind blowing, which made his heart feel a little sad.

Life is really ironic as he sees it. Under such a brilliant starry sky and bright moon, what he sees in front of him is a large garbage mountain. Beyond the garbage mountain, there is a desert where Wu Mengbisi intersects.

Jia Er sat on the garbage and looked at the desert, which looked particularly cold under the bright moonlight.

Suddenly, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared on the horizon of the desert. They were Feitan and Peeling Lev, walking towards the garbage mountain where Jia Er was.

Jia Er saw that the two figures were moving very fast. They were walking by a small mound just now, and soon they were less than a hundred meters away from Jia Er.

Jiaer clearly felt the energy emanating from the two figures, and the energy from Jiaer's body was also felt by the two figures at the same time.

"Hey, what do you two do?"

Jia Er stood on the garbage mountain and shouted at the two people.

"You can't control it, just get out of here."

To Jia Er's surprise, the dwarf spoke first, and his tone was very arrogant.

"You're a short winter melon, and you're not too petty. The person who can make me get out of here hasn't even been born yet."

Jia Er jumped up, and with a whoosh, he jumped to the bottom of the garbage mountain, and was already standing less than 10 meters away from the two comers.

"You are really looking for death. The person we want to kill is you!"

Under the bright moonlight, the dwarf looked at Jiaer's face carefully and said with a strong murderous intent.

"I just killed Yulia, and now two of Karl's lackeys are here. It seems that I am really a thorn in his side."

When Jiaer heard that the other party was coming to kill him, he immediately rushed forward with both hands, dealing with these people like dealing with garbage.

He could be ruthless, killing one by one, killing two by two.

Feitan and Peeling Lev whispered to each other, and Peeling Lev stepped aside in a flash.

Feitan met Jiaer who was rushing over, opened the skull umbrella in his hand, drew out the long knife, aimed at Jiaer's neck, jumped up in a flash, and swept across.

Jiaer looked at the flash of the knife, lowered his head sideways, and punched Feitan's abdomen with a flaming fist.

Feitan flipped sideways in the air, his knife stuck in the ground, and Jiaer's punch just now also missed.

The two glared at each other and continued to attack. Jiaer jumped high and smashed Feitan on the ground with his fist with flames.

Feitan looked at Jiaer's red flame fist and wondered if this guy's ability to read minds was the same as mine.

Jiaer punched the place where Feitan had just stood, and a big hole was created with a bang, and Feitan disappeared.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Jiaer looked up and saw Feitan's skull umbrella began to rotate around him. In an instant, a circle of human figures appeared on the ground, so fast that it was difficult to tell which one was the real Feitan.

Just as Jiaer was hesitating, a cool breeze blew from behind him, and a sharp knife stabbed out of the umbrella at a high speed.

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