"I'm sorry, Jeremy." Peter scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly, he had learned that the two of them had missed the site because of their lethargy, and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Sun Wukong waved his hand, signaling Peter not to care, what he wanted to know more at this time was what happened to Peter today.

Peter woke up like this, and he was reborn, and he was already able to cultivate "Bull Demon Powerful Fist", even more suitable than himself.

On the surface, Peter does look a little like a spider spirit, but after careful observation, Sun Wukong did not show anything unusual on him. He was very out of his body, and he didn't feel even a trace of demonic energy on Peter.

"You really just went to Osco today, and didn't have anything else special?"

Peter shook his head blankly, he couldn't figure out what was going on, he just went to Osben out of curiosity and stole into a mutant spider web room.

"Okay, then I'll see you on Monday. I've already called your uncle, but it's better to hurry back, they must be in a hurry. Seeing this, Sun Wukong had no choice but to give up asking.

Maybe Peter wasn't a spider spirit, but even if it was, it didn't matter, after all, he himself used to be a monster, and he was the king of demons. No matter how much their identities change, they can't change the fact that they are friends.

Sun Wukong told Peter to hurry home so that the family would not worry. But when he got home, Aunt Betsy was sitting in the drawing-room, worried.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Bessie, but I came back too late." Sun Wukong said apologetically, and the hour and minute hands pointed to 8 and 6 respectively. He understands that even though he has called in advance, if he is indeed a late return, he will still be worried after all.

"Come back early in the future, it's not safe to be alone outside at night."

While Aunt Betsy was talking, Sun Wukong saw a newspaper lying on the table in front of her, and the newspaper was about a missing news.

It is said that the day before yesterday, in Brooklyn, a 16-year-old girl named Luwana Miller disappeared at about 18:4o when she got off work from the fast-food restaurant where she worked and was about to return to her home a few blocks away, and has not been heard from since. Half an hour before her disappearance, she was also on the phone with her family.

The girl's family has called the police, and the police suspect that she has been kidnapped after a fruitless search.

After reading this news, Sun Wukong knew the reason for Aunt Betsy's worry.

His two cousins, John and Amanda, were probably driven back to their rooms, "thought about it behind closed doors", and were likely to be grounded for a while. Because compared to the relatively mature Monkey King, the two of them have to jump out a lot, and it is common for them to find various excuses to return late at night.

However, it is impossible to expect the two of them to think about it, and it is estimated that they are in the room, either playing Call of Duty at xbox, or gluing their ears to their phones.

"Jeremy, you're their older brother, and although you're not related by blood, your Uncle Justin and I have always treated you like our child. You have done a good job in both life and study, and I hope you will continue to keep it up and set a good example for them. ”

Faced with Aunt Betsy's entrustment, Sun Wukong could only nod solemnly.

Ding dong!

Sun Wu was eating a much late dinner, and the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated and rang.

"Save ...... 36 Callevin Street......"

Unexpectedly, the joke during the day turned into a prophecy, and Lin Wenluo actually came to ask for a distress text message at this time.

"If there's really danger, I'll call Jeremy's phone and ask him to save me."

"Jeremy, you know there's no way I'm going to call the police, so you're going to help, right?"

"That's fine."

recalled the conversation between Lin Wenluo and himself during the day, so no matter whether this text message was true or not, Sun Wukong could not remain indifferent. He immediately put down the knife and fork in his hand, hurriedly said that he was full, and rushed into his room and lay down on the bed.

Tonight the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it seems that heavy rain is about to pour.

Sun Wukong knew where Callevin Street was, and he was out of his body, but as soon as his mind moved, he had already come to a secluded neighborhood.

The streets were quiet, there were no people, and even the street lights were a little dim.

Sun Wukong's primordial spirit swept by like the wind.

No. 1O...... No. 21 ...... Number 36!

It was one of the many small single-family buildings, all of which were dark and silent, with only No. 36 being able to see the lights inside and hear the faint sound of crashing inside.

And lying outside the door of this small single-family building at No. 36 is a motorcycle used by Lin Wenluo to deliver food.

The closed door and thick walls are not obstacles, and when Sun Wukong's Yuan Shen drilled into the house, Lin Wenluo was indeed in a very dangerous state.

In the bathroom, he sat on the edge of the bathtub with his head against the wall, his head seemed to have been hit hard, bleeding profusely, and the whole person was already in a state of vertigo, staggering and about to pass out at any time.

Outside the washroom, there were two young Latinos, one with a dagger in his hand and the other with a hammer wrapped in cotton cloth.

Obviously, the faint sound of crashing was the young man with the hammer banging on the door. Although the wooden door of the bathroom was very strong, it could not withstand the hammer blow, and I was afraid that it would be hammered open after a few more blows.

If it weren't for the fact that they were afraid of making too much movement when hammering, and without force, the wooden door would have been hammered to pieces.

I am afraid that the possession of the body will not have much effect on these two fierce and vicious Latino youths, but Lin Wenluo, who is in a trance and is about to lose his soul, is a better object of possession.

Is it possible to possess Lin Wenluo and then kill it?

Sun Wukong pondered, looked left and right, and finally fixed his eyes on the incandescent lamp on the porch.

According to the specious physics of memory, electricity seems to be a form of energy.

Purely as a real thing, as soon as Sun Wukong's thoughts fell, the Yuan Shen flew up towards the incandescent lamp.

Bang!

Seeing that the wooden door was about to be broken, both Tag and Butler were ready to rush in. The damn food delivery guy hiding inside was so disgusting that they were actually tricked like clowns, so they decided to break both of his legs, if not kill him, after breaking the wooden door.

Just clicked, the wooden door was finally broken, and when they were about to rush in with a hammer and a knife, their eyes suddenly went dark, and they subconsciously looked up.

"What's that?"

When they saw the incandescent lamp flickering on and off, there seemed to be a humanoid arc flashing by, and before they could marvel, they heard a crisp bang, and then their face, neck, and arms ached at the same time.

But the incandescent lamp suddenly exploded for some reason, and the glass shards shot out one after another, hitting their exposed parts densely.

When they screamed in amazement, Sun Wukong had already broken away from the wires that were still flashing sparks, and possessed Lin Wenluo, who had completely passed out.

Yes, just now he had an idea, and then manipulated the Yuan Shen to drill into the incandescent lamp, but soon he realized that the Yuan Shen and the energy of electricity were not in tune, and there was a fierce conflict, so that the incandescent light exploded in an instant.

Fortunately, he escaped from the control of the current in time with the explosion, otherwise it might have had very bad consequences.

For Lin Wenluo, who passed out, Sun Wukong possessed him and didn't have to worry that he would resist, so he was able to manipulate Lin Wenluo and run out of the bathroom. Because the only source of light, the incandescent lamp, had been blown off, and the two Latino youths were panicking because of the sudden explosion of the incandescent lamp, and they didn't notice it.

Although Sun Wukong wanted to give them a lifelong lesson at this moment, the Yuan Shen could not invade reality because his cultivation was too low, and Lin Wenluo, the only person who could do the work after being possessed by Guò, also lost his strength due to excessive blood loss, and even ran away reluctantly.

stumbled, finally rushed out of the gate, it was a blessing to be able to escape, and Sun Wukong had to give up for the time being.

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