Recalling what had happened earlier, Bennett's heart raced, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "No ~ ~ Huh?"
He had just exclaimed when he suddenly stopped.
Luke was still standing in front of the mirror wall with an interested expression. He even touched his neck and mumbled to himself, "Hm, why does it feel a little cold?"
Bennett: (? ̄ △ ̄)?
"Wilson" in the mirror: (; ̄ Д ̄)???
Luke, however, was wondering if he should make a move now. No, that was too soon.
It was still unknown what this thing was. What if it escaped like a cicada escaping its shell just like Simon the Ghost?
He wasn't afraid that this thing would chase after him, but that it would hide in fear.
That would be such a waste!
With this thought in mind, his figure flashed, and he grabbed the dumbfounded Bennett with a single move.
Swoosh! Tat tat tat tat! Bang!
There was a series of footsteps, followed by the heavy slamming of a door. The only people left in the mall were two dumbfounded figures in the mirror wall.
A moment later, the two figures came back to their senses and slapped the mirror wall angrily. Cracks appeared as they pieced together a single word: "DIE!!!"
At the same time, Luke ran a few hundred meters with Bennett in his hand until the system notification that "unknown negative energy attempting to establish a connection" disappeared.
Bennett, who had tactfully shut up after calling out twice, was horrified, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Can you help me? My wife and son are both being targeted by it. "
"Your wife? Wasn't she an ex-wife a month ago? "Luke looked at him in surprise. It's a good thing your son doesn't look like the uncle next door.
Bennett was shocked. "You investigated me?"
"Yes." Luke couldn't be bothered to say more. He stuck out his left arm and gave him a thumbs-up.
In less than five seconds, a dusty SUV stopped.
In the driver's seat was a typical middle-aged Caucasian woman. She lowered her body and looked at Luke. "Do you need a ride?"
Luke put on the legendary cold, domineering, and wild "smile." "Yes, thank you very much, beautiful lady."
The middle-aged woman immediately blushed in excitement. "Come on up. I happen to be free."
Luke gestured at Bennett, who was next to him. "I have a partner."
The middle-aged woman didn't even glance at Bennett from the corner of her eyes. She leaned over and opened the door to the front passenger seat. "Just let him sit in the back."
Bennett: "…" Why do I feel offended? He was usually able to attract the attention of women, especially this kind of middle-aged women.
The person sitting in the front passenger seat with a "cool" expression was already urging him to get in. Bennett immediately opened the back door and got in. Alright, compared to this Wilson, I'm indeed a little less attractive.
The SUV started up, and Bennett, who had given his address, was completely invisible. The middle-aged woman was too busy chatting with Luke.
Bennett and a little girl about ten years old in the backseat stared at each other, speechless.
What made him feel even more strange was that the middle-aged woman was chatting away, but she drove fast and well, without any danger at all.
Could it be that "Master Cool" had given her the power of an experienced driver? Bennett ridiculed.
More than ten minutes later, the two of them got out of the SUV. The middle-aged woman was reluctant to part with them, but she quickly drove away.
Bennett was at a loss. This lady was really carefree. She didn't waste any time at all.
Luke, on the other hand, rejoiced inwardly. Thankfully, his control over pheromones had reached the point where he could gift her time without affecting her favorability.
If not for that, this warm-hearted lady wouldn't have left so easily! Even if her daughter was almost late for dance class, she wouldn't have left.
However, Luke used the opportunity to give this lady psychiatric treatment while they were chatting, which was effective in relieving her mental stress.
A visit to a psychiatrist would cost at least ten or twenty thousand dollars, and the effect was still two or three levels lower. Luke's "taxi fare" was definitely worth it.
…
The two of them arrived at the house in silence. Bennett knocked on the door, and his ex-wife, Amy, looked at Luke warily.
Clearly, she was even more nervous than the warm-hearted lady. Hauntings were much scarier than family conflicts.
Luke casually looked around the house and noticed a lot of mirrors.
But that was normal. Mirrors were almost everywhere in modern life.
Luke and Bennett sat down in the living room, and asked his ex-wife, Amy, to bring their five-year-old son, Michael, down.
Amy was a little uneasy, but Bennett whispered something in her ear, and she went upstairs.
Suddenly, her screams came from upstairs. Bennett was shocked and rushed upstairs.
Luke, on the other hand, looked at his reflection on a glass cabinet not far away. "It" was smiling at him.
He curled his lip. "You're smiling like a retard."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and appeared in a bedroom on the second floor.
A little boy was looking at a mirror not far away in horror. His reflection in the mirror was holding a penknife and slowly cutting into his own neck.
Bennett was smashing the mirror like crazy, but the boy's reflection in the broken mirror was still smiling as he stabbed himself in the neck.
Amy cried as she covered the wound on the boy's neck with both hands. She could only mumble, "God, someone save us! Save my child! "
Frowning, Luke raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.
Mental Interference activated!
A spiritual energy field spread out, causing the family of three within it to feel dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.
At the same time, Luke's mental energy field clashed with another mental energy field.
A series of indistinct screams and curses echoed in the room.
A mocking sneer appeared on Luke's lips. "As expected of someone who isn't very smart."
Before he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers three times with his left hand, and Mental Resistance was instantly unleashed.
The mental energy field that was barely on par with him was instantly destroyed, and the gloomy and dark room was suddenly filled with the sunlight of a summer morning.
Bennett and Amy, the "ex" couple, had clear heads at that moment. They looked at Luke as if they were witnessing a miracle.
But Bennett immediately remembered that his son was injured, and shouted, "Call the ambulance!"
Amy, on the other hand, begged Luke, "Please save Michael. He's still a child."
"Well …" Bennett was stumped. Would that work?
Luke walked into the room and "took" Michael from Amy. "Turn around and don't disturb me."
The two of them subconsciously did as they were told.
A moment later, there was no sound behind them.
Uneasy, Bennett couldn't help but turn around.
Too many things had happened too quickly this morning, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. This Wilson … didn't seem to be "normal" either!
Then … he met Luke's gaze again.
With an indifferent expression, Luke withdrew his hand from Michael's neck, and stopped the Light of Life.
He could have completely healed the child's wound, but the child's father was too jumpy.
He could only leave some flesh wounds for now! He sighed inwardly. At least this couple wouldn't think that everything was an illusion.
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