The power of the mind of beauty

Chapter 12 Take Action
Three days is not short, nor is it long.

But Sean used these three days to carry out the planned exercise. He ran to school in the morning, and concentrated on practicing the mental power scan and emotional perception he had just discovered in class. This kind of torture, for this group of students who have been in the class for more than two years, Xiao En is disgusted, and he doesn't want to be with them.

These young men and women, the emotions affected by hormones are so pure, of course, they are pure sex, although not all of them are like this, but this is still the majority.

When he returned home from school, Xiao En continued to exercise his mind power, and he also discovered that whether he simply used the invisible mind power or condensed the mind power into substance, all of them were greatly enhanced after his exercise, which is also true. It made him have many, many wonderful ideas in his mind, but he couldn't do it with his current ability.

But he finally got off the ground for the first time, using his mind to float up. Although it required extremely concentrated attention due to his weight, this once dream-like thing became a reality, but it was an indescribable joy.

What is worth mentioning during these three days is that after the embarrassing peeking upskirt incident, Xiaochong and Gwen Stacy, a well-known school belle and school bully, actually began to have a relationship. A little ambiguous, although the reason for the two of them chatting together is biology that Sean can't understand at all, but the pink breath between them is clearly visible under Sean's ability, which is obviously very exciting. The sour stink of loathsome love!
Enduring another day of torture today, Sean jogged back home, sweating again.

Losing weight is something that needs to be persistent. In three days, his ability has been greatly developed, but his body shape has not changed. Maybe he has lost a little weight, but it is faintly noticeable, but the current Sean is not The mood continues to struggle with my chubby body, because today is NO.30.

Greeting his neighbors as usual, Sean took a shower when he got home, washed off the hot sweat, and then ate some fried rice left over from noon, and changed into the big hoodie he was wearing before, until night fell Only then quietly walked out of the apartment again.

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Compared with Sean's three full and peaceful days, Old Qiao spent every day in fear, but until today, that person has not appeared again.

His small shop is very famous in the second-hand market here, so there are many customers every day, and it is naturally the same today, but Lao Qiao sent the customers out of the small shop in advance and closed the shop in advance.

Because today is a special day, the rally day of the Stanton Gang.

After getting dressed, Old Qiao looked at the address sent in the text message on his mobile phone, and was ready to go out.

It's just that when he was about to step out of the gate, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and then the whole person directly escaped from the inside and flew into the small shop.

Under such a strange situation, Old Qiao opened his mouth to call for help, but as if he felt what he was thinking in his heart, an invisible energy suddenly blocked his mouth, making his voice stuck in his throat Can't spit out
After a while, Old Joe realized that the person who had worried him for three days had returned here again.

"Is it today?" Sean closed the window, his voice pretending to be low-pitched and deep.

Old Qiao was directly dragged into the room by the power of thought, and then Xiao En stretched out his hand to hold it, and the invisible power of thought turned into substance, directly fixing him in place.

Because the lights were not turned on, the room was still dim, and when Sean closed the curtains, the room was completely dark.

Old Qiao couldn't see the people behind him, which reminded him of the scene three days ago. Although there were some changes, they were very similar.

Sean glanced at the neat clothes on Old Joe, carefully felt the changes in Old Joe's mood, and took back the thoughts that were stuck in Old Joe's mouth.

"Yes, it's today." Old Qiao let out a big breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and immediately said: "Mite sent me a text message this morning, telling me to hold a party at the Wild Lotus Pond Bar at [-] o'clock in the evening. "

"Eight o'clock." Xiao En murmured, took out his phone and glanced at it, it was already 48:[-].

"How many people go to the party and how many people have guns?"

"Only a dozen or so people, all of whom are in charge of pickpockets in the area, but they all carry guns."

Sean frowned first and then, but then remembered what kind of low-level gang this Stanton Gang is. This situation is not surprising at all. Even having ten people in this party can already reflect the strength of this pickpocket gang. .

As for guns, such dangerous things are not uncommon in the United States. Sean even has a pistol in his arms at the moment. Although he took it from Old Joe, it is not that he came to this world. For the first time since then, I have touched the handle of the gun.

"Are there only a dozen? It can be easily resolved." Sean thought for a moment, then nodded with certainty.

"How can I recognize the Matt you're talking about?"

"He's tall and strong. If you see him, you'll recognize him right away."

Nodding, as before, Sean left quietly again, and of course he didn't forget to warn Old Joe before that.

"I advise you not to go there again."

After the words fell, Old Qiao heard the sound of a window being opened, and then only the sound of his own tense and rapid breathing remained in the whole room, and finally even his breathing subsided.

In the pitch-black room, he let out a long sigh.

On the other side, Sean has come to the Wild Lotus Pond Bar that Old Joe mentioned.

The dazzling neon lights were a bit dazzling, but after seeing a dozen tall men walk into the gate, Sean followed.

In the United States, it is not allowed to drink alcohol before the age of 21, but this is not a problem in Hell's Kitchen, a place where crimes are concentrated, not to mention that Sean still has a big hood on his head.

When he stepped into the door of the bar, Sean was slightly surprised that the violent music he imagined did not come, but a soft minor tune that reached his ears.

But on the contrary, there are not many people here, even a bit crowded, but even so, Sean still found the dozen or so people who came in before, because as Old Joe said, the man named Matt , It is indeed recognizable at a glance, at least Sean can't find a second big black man over two meters here.

(End of this chapter)