“easy，easy。” Dr. Hannibal said to relax as he went back behind his desk to grab the rest of the cheesecake.

It's completely inappropriate.

"You think I'm kidding?" Zeng Jingheng closed the door of the examination room and pointed the heavy Magnum modified pistol in his hand at the door of Dr. Hannibal's head.

He's been practicing his gun hard lately, and though he's not yet at the point of hitting every shot, with the steadiness of his hand, he's definitely going to be able to shoot Dr. Hannibal's head out of the fire at this distance.

"No, of course I don't think you're joking, don't you......" Dr. Hannibal said as he slipped another slice of cheesecake and continued to slurred as he sucked his fingers, "Fine, would you like a piece too?" ”

"Well, I know now that you're joking with me." Zeng Jingheng said this and fired a shot casually.

"Bang-"

With the sound of a huge bullet coming out of the chamber, the imitation of Dalí's oil painting "The Eternity of Memory" hanging on the wall was blown off with unmistakable accuracy.

Zeng Jingheng did not move at all under the huge recoil of the gun.

"Wow." Dr. Hannibal swallowed the second piece of cheesecake and let out an exaggerated exclamation, looking at the blasted words, "Although my painting is a copy, it is also very expensive, and this must be included in your consultation fee for today." ”

"What did you do to my friend?" Zeng Jingheng didn't care about what Hannibal said, and walked straight in front of him and sat down opposite him.

He had the powerful gun on his desk.

The afternoon sunlight that leaked in from the balcony in the room shone on it, exuding an indescribable brightness.

"Who is your friend?" Dr. Hannibal was finally a little serious, but this seriousness was limited to the fact that he was finally willing to answer Zeng Jingheng's question.

He's still eating cheesecake.

Wait, how is the cheesecake on his plate still so fast, obviously ......

Zeng Jingheng quickly gave up on the issue, he looked into Hannibal's eyes and didn't let him escape.

"My friend just came to you for consultation before, female, called Luo Beibei, you definitely have an impression."

"Oh, you said that little girl, very cute, is that your girlfriend?" Hannibal looked suddenly enlightened, "What's wrong with her?" Is something wrong? I consulted her and found out that she was just a little insomnia. ”

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you dare to say that what happened to her is not your masterpiece?" Zeng Jingheng raised the gun again, pointing at Hannibal's head at an extremely close distance.

With just one shot, he ascended to heaven.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Hannibal looked distressed, "I thought you were just paranoid, but now it seems that you are still a little schizophrenic. ”

"Believe it or not, I'm going to shoot you right now." Zeng Jingheng pointed the gun closer at him.

"Mr. Zeng, a soup spoon can't kill anyone." Unexpectedly, Hannibal said with great ease and comfort.

"You ......" Zeng Jingheng wanted to pull the trigger and scare him again, but suddenly found that the Magnum improved version in his hand turned into a soup spoon when he didn't know when.

And he was holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

A great sense of dread crept up on his back.

At this time, he suddenly remembered what those inexplicable discomforts were before.

Obviously he didn't make tea, but he suddenly brought out two cups of tea.

Obviously, it felt like it was just a dozen minutes of chatting, but several hours passed at once.

I've already eaten several pieces of cheesecake, but it's still full on the plate.

This man ......

"You ......" Zeng Jingheng didn't know what to do.

He was so scared that he just wanted to throw a punch.

But he threw his fist, but the man inexplicably returned to his original position, still holding the coffee.

This......

“easy，easy。” Hannibal also took a sip of a cup of coffee and said, "Let's take a sip of coffee to suppress the shock." ”

"You are ......" Zeng Jingheng didn't move the thought of being coffee at all, he was already calling for his dark snake.

Actually, he could have killed himself easily?

Thinking of this possibility, Zeng Jingheng became more and more uneasy.

He had to......

"Okay, okay, Mr. Zeng, don't mess around, I'm indeed a little different from ordinary people, but why aren't you?" Hannibal sighed helplessly and put down his coffee cup, "Why don't you take a look at this first?" ”

As he spoke, he handed a black booklet-like thing to Zeng Jingheng.

"What is this?" Zeng Jingheng tried to restrain himself from directly summoning the Dark Serpent to attack him, and picked up the black booklet.

It was wrapped in a pure black leather shell that looked like an invitation.

Slowly rubbing the surface of this invitation, Zeng Jingheng vaguely felt a few deep dents-like handwriting.

Be......

darkness？

darkness！！！

"Are you...... darkness people?!! Zeng Jingheng was furious, all fear and fear were thrown behind him, his back instantly cracked, and the dark snake roared out.

He wants, kill him!!

"Hiss-!!" The Black Serpent Dance pierced through the chair Dr. Hannibal was sitting in.

He himself was already sitting on the couch beside him.

"Mr. Zeng, don't get excited, okay? I'm not a darkness person, and that's just the invitation they sent me, the fourth one of the year. Hannibal sighed helplessly, "To be honest, I'm also quite helpless, since I awakened something special, I was targeted by this organization, they asked me to join them, I didn't agree, they deliberately created some weird incidents of my patients, to force me, for this I also went out to hide for a while, I thought it was over, but I didn't expect them to come again." ”

"When you first came to the doctor, I got something through your dreams, and I found out that you really found me because of those things, I was very distressed, I didn't expect ......" He shrugged his shoulders, really extremely helpless.

There is no way to doubt it.

"Why should I trust you?" Zeng Jingheng opened the invitation, only to see that there was only one line of writing on the huge blank paper inside: Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Want to be truly alive?

Is...... Arrogance to death.

"I can kill you at any time." Hannibal still shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, but this answer made Zeng Jingheng speechless.

He does have the ability.

"You mean my friend, who is also the man of darkness?"

"That's right, after they found out that they couldn't coerce me by force, they started dealing with my patients, and then let some friends like you deal with me, and I really got tired of it." Hannibal rubbed his temples.

"I'll be back." Zeng Jingheng closed the invitation and stood up.

"Welcome, just, don't bring a gun next time."

As the last word fell, Zeng Jingheng found that he didn't know when he actually woke up in a taxi, his Magna improved model was still on his body, but the money in his wallet was gone, and there was a note in it, which said, the medical fee plus the money for damaging the oil painting, a total of six hundred yuan, thank you for your patronage.

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"Boss, why are you lying?"

Chongqing Forest.

The indifferent assistant Ah Yue cleaned up the damaged oil painting and threw the black invitation into the trash.

"I'm not lying, this is really the fourth invitation of the year." Hannibal is still eating cheesecake, he really can't get tired of it.

"Those people before were obviously your real products, but you pushed them." Ah Yue pierced him mercilessly.

"Oh, my dear Ah Yue, don't be like this, whose hands in this world are absolutely clean? It's just some real products. Hannibal sucked his finger loudly again, shook it and said, "Puyourglovesoff." ”