The small room was filled with gunsmoke, as if two armies had just exchanged fire here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The corpse lay on the ground, including the vicious bald man, who had been shot several bullets in the chest, blood soaked in his clothes, and he had long since lost his breath.

His hand was still clutching the silver hand-held safe full of dollars on the ground, and the other box containing "trading goods" was spread out and thrown not far away, as if calling for someone to pick him up.

Thor stepped on canvas shoes, gently stepped over the gradually cold corpse, crouched down, and little by little broke the bald man's fingers, which had become stiffer after his death, and took the box out of his hand.

"Click-click-click-" There was a clattering sound directly opposite him, it was a blonde ponytail man named Sorrentino, who was the first to be blinded by Thor's hallucinations, and fired a shot at the white wall for a while, draining all his bullets, and now he was the only living person left in the room except Thor and the black cat.

"Hey—" Thor pulled the dead man's fingers away, and with great difficulty pulled the box out of the other's hand, then took another step forward, leaned over the white powder box that was open on the ground, took it, and gently closed the lid.

"It's done—" Thor smiled happily as he looked at the blonde ponytail man directly across from him, and reminded:

"Hey—you're out of ammunition in your pistol, don't waste your efforts. ”

A sentence seemed to suddenly awaken the man's consciousness, he seemed to wake up all of a sudden, looked at the smiling Thor in front of him with frightened eyes, and subconsciously asked in a trembling voice:

"You...... Who the hell are you......"

"I'm not anyone—just a college student who thought there was a mystery seminar here. Thor shrugged, took the two boxes in his hands, stepped over another corpse, came to the ponytail, and crouched down.

"Your name is Sorrentino, isn't it?—Italian?" asked Saul, staring into the other's eyes and looking relaxed.

"......" The man hesitated for a moment, as if he couldn't bear the pressure in Sol's eyes, took the initiative to avoid his gaze, nodded and said:

"Italian. ”

"Oh, well, Sorrentino. Thor clapped his hands, dragged the ponytail man to his feet with his wrist, and said to him:

"Can you tell me what's going on with you? Mr. Sorrentino?"

Sorrentino glanced at Thor with a feeble look, muttering to himself that I would like to know what is going on now, and you should explain it, right--suddenly burst out......

But he obviously didn't dare to say this, so he subconsciously touched the ponytail on the back of his head, gently tidied up the light gray striped suit on his body, and said calmly:

"We ...... We trade here...... And then before the deal even started, you suddenly barged in, and we thought it was a slip coming, and we shot -- I saw a lot of people......"

"Okay, I see, Sorrentino. Thor stretched out his hand to stop the man, he didn't have time to listen to the man's vision.

Rubbing his chin, Thor continued, "Who are you trading with, and what are you doing?

The pony-tailed man looked directly at Thor, the sparkle in his eyes becoming less and less, and his voice gradually flattened, like a constant machine, and replied:

"It's a group of Albanians who came here from North Jersey and it's a temporary base for them, and we've been trading under various names lately. ”

He paused and continued, "As for me...... I run a garage on Seventh Avenue and a bar on Bay Ridge, and my side hustle is -- as you can see, Mafia. ”

Thor suddenly felt a strong feeling of dizziness and vomiting, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time, and he hadn't experienced such a state of vertigo since becoming a Miko.

"It seems that the mental power has been used excessively, and this body is a little unable to support it. Thor muttered secretly, just now so many people fell into illusions at the same time, it was really a bit beyond the limit for the body occupied by him, so at this moment the body has already given feedback.

But he had to continue to use his psychic power to hypnotize Sorrentino, otherwise, if all the people here died, maybe his situation would become dangerous, and he would need a scapegoat now.

What's more, when it comes to finding a useful subordinate, Sorrentino seems to be much better than the so-called occult lovers, after all, the mafia seems to be more powerful and well-informed.

"Alright, Sorrentino—" Thor put his hand on the other's shoulder, looked at each other, and said, "Now you can go-"

As he spoke, he rummaged through his trouser pockets and pulled out his phone, which belonged to the body's original owner, Eddie.

"Leave me your number—" Thor dialed the phone's address book and created a new contact named "Sauron".

"646-XXXXXX" Sorrentino's voice stiffened, and he answered Saul's question very obediently.

After jotting down the mafia's phone call, Thor stared at the other man's eyes again and said seriously, "There is one more thing you need to do." ”

"It shouldn't be too difficult for you to gather information on well-known professors at various universities in New York, preferably engineering professors. ”

"I'll do it. Sorrentino continued to nod in agreement, Sorr's smile, his hypnosis of the person in front of him is not permanent, it will be automatically lifted after about seven days, that is, if you want to maintain the hypnotic effect, you have to meet him again every seven days to hypnotize Sorrentino again.

Then, after thinking for a moment, Thor carefully wiped the suitcase full of white powder with the rags that had emerged from the sofa, and then handed it to Sorrentino:

"I'll leave this to you. He handed the box to Sorrentino, and asked, "Do you have any guns there?"

The Italian cooperated and rolled up the hem of his trousers, revealing a black automatic pistol strapped to his ankle with a belt.

Thor took the pistol and played with it for a while, then gently pinned it to the waistband of his pants.

The reason why he asked Sorrentino for a pistol was because his body was too fragile, and Thor found that he lacked the means to directly protect himself and kill the enemy, and compared with the erasure of his own mental power, the pistol was much more convenient as a thermal weapon.

The second is that the loss caused by using mental power, whether it is hypnosis, or bewitchment, or creating illusions, is greater than Saul imagined, and the body's ability to withstand it is even more fragile than he thought.

"Okay, I'll get back to you when I need to. Thor made a "go" gesture and motioned for Sorrentino to leave through the back door, where the fierce bald man from the previous Albanian leader wanted to escape.

He himself took a rag and gently wrapped the box, and then held it in his arms, intending to return the way he came.

The bodyguards who guarded the door had been hypnotized by him, and when the time passed, they would not remember anything, and the hall was in chaos, and no one would pay attention to him.