"I haven't read the letter, so I don't know what it is." Henry Bacon coughed: "I have been activated by the talent." ”

"Congratulations."

Wang Feng put the letter away: "This is not a good thing, congratulations on what you are doing?" ”

"I'm not as good as you in terms of IQ, and I'm not as good as you in terms of talent." Henry Bacon laughed.

Wang Feng looked at Henry Bacon with a puzzled expression: "Then you are a waste?" ”

"I ......," Henry Bacon wanted to retort, but felt that what he said made sense: "I have money!" ”

Wang Feng was suddenly embarrassed, this is indeed an ability.

"Didn't you have some troubles before? I'm telling you that Tesla should know the truth. ”

Wang Feng nodded: "I know this." ”

"When the time comes, we take the carriage to the train station and then to Manhattan. I've already planned it all. ”

Henry Bacon looked at the castle again: "I don't want to see those monsters in my life." ”

"Me too."

In the woods.

The clown followed behind Faust and sneered: "In the end, you haven't been able to do it, otherwise Van Gogh would have died a long time ago." ”

"I'm here to stop everything......" Faust hesitated.

"You can fool others, you can't fool me...... And you just have too many loopholes. I had already trapped Van Gogh with my talent, but you didn't do it...... I know you're waiting for Wang Feng to come over. The clown glanced at Faust: "Van Gogh's ability has become stronger again, and we may not be able to kill him after that." Are you still hesitating...... You don't know if you want to kill him. ”

Faust ignored the clown and walked straight ahead.

The clown roared directly: "What the hell do you want to do? ”

His voice echoed through the woods.

Faust has gone far.

"Can't you even see that?"

The clown looked behind him with some surprise: "Moritia, you are here too?" Interesting! ”

"He wants to use his own power to change the game again, and that guy named Wang Feng is his hole card." Moritia yawned: "I've figured out this guy's routine." ”

The clown sneered: "Hmph...... What are you? ”

Moritia shook her head: "I've regained my memory...... And I activated the second talent, and I naturally knew what they wanted to do. You're my teammate, not his teammate. ”

The clown's face suddenly turned blue: "You have recovered your memory?" ”

Moritia nodded, leaned into the Joker's ear and said something.

"Do you want to join?" He glanced at the clown, then turned away.

"What the hell are these guys trying to do? One is crazier than the other......" The corners of the clown's mouth slowly rose: "But I like it." ”

Before dawn the next day, Wang Feng and Henry Bacon had already sat in the carriage, and Van Gogh looked as if he was asleep in the carriage.

The detective and Henry Bacon said a few words, but most of them were sycophants, and Wang Feng felt his goosebumps fall to the ground as he listened.

Henry Bacon was caught in the detective's ass.

After saying goodbye to the detective, the two hit the road again.

Wang Feng looked at the scenery on the side of the road and felt a little complicated, he didn't know what the scene would be like when he saw Tesla, did that guy really have the truth he wanted?

Henry Bacon looked at Wang Feng with a sad look and frowned: "There are some things that don't need to be thought about, let it be." ”

Wang Feng nodded: "But there are some things, even if you don't want to, he will come to you by himself." ”

Henry Bacon shook his head, it seemed that Wang Feng, this kid, he really couldn't persuade him.

"What's your talent?"

Wang Feng suddenly remembered that Henry Bacon had said that he had been activated by talent.

"I can see things far away."

"Huh...... Is it really waste? Although Wang Feng thought so in his heart, he didn't say it.

"I'll rest for a while, and tell me if there's anything I want."

"Hmm!"

Wang Feng lay in the carriage, closed his eyes and entered his own realm of thought.

The debris in the air began to gather together and form the scene of the time.

Wang Feng walked towards the huge net.

"This web looks like a spider's web, but it's not ...... at all Is it a monster? It's impossible because those monsters won't do anything to Van Gogh...... It can only be people. ”

Wang Feng touched the net with his hand: "It should be someone's talent...... It seems that he wanted to kill Van Gogh at first, but why didn't he do it? ”

He looked around and saw that the web-like material was all over the cavern.

"Why isn't there such a reticulated substance on the wall as well? Feeling like you're covering something? Could it be that there was a fight before? He tried to cover up the clues with this method. ”

Wang Feng leaned over and tore all the mesh tissues.

"It's ......"

He was shocked when he saw something on the wall.

Van Gogh's paintings are densely packed on the walls...... The surrounding stone walls are damaged to varying degrees.

"It looks like the fight is fierce...... And there is one person who is familiar with Van Gogh's talent...... Who could it be? I know Van Gogh's talent, but I've only seen him use the second talent, Tesla was a former teammate of Van Gogh, and I know Van Gogh's talent...... And then there's Faust. ”

Wang Feng shook his head: "Faust should be more than one person, judging from the scene, it should be two people, but who is the other person?" ”

"Tesla?"

Wang Feng felt that he had fallen into a misunderstanding: "It shouldn't be Tesla, maybe I don't know that person." ”

He looked at the big net: "It should be that man who wanted to kill Van Gogh, but was stopped by Faust." ”

The surrounding fragments formed two figures standing next to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng looked at one of the figures, and the figure immediately turned into Faust.

"The two seem to be talking about something......

At this moment, Faust suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Feng, as if he was saying something in his mouth.

"Looks like that guy knows I'm going to use the mind field...... But what exactly is he talking about? ”

Wang Feng looked at Faust's mouth and began to imitate: "Nightmare...... It is...... Van Gogh ......"

His heart chuckled: "Impossible...... How could the nightmare be Van Gogh......"

Wang Feng couldn't accept it, but if Van Gogh was a nightmare, then everything seemed to make sense.

"And what the hell do you want to do?"

Wang Feng looked at Faust and roared.

Faust shook his head, then turned to talk to another figure.

Wang Feng quietly watched all his body tremble: "Faust...... What the hell are you doing? ”

The surrounding scene immediately began to crumble, turning into countless fragments that floated into the sky above the realm of thought.