Peter felt as if he had a wonderful dream. In this dream, all his desires can be satisfied, and all his fantasies will be realized.www.biquge.info And all this does not cost him anything at all, all he needs to do is to desire more things, and then he can enjoy it all.

In this dream, he does as he pleases like an emperor. There is a lot of money, the most luxurious sports cars, great power, and the admiration and envy of others. There was even a scene in it that made him feel red-faced, and made him think of his childhood sweetheart and a girl he had just met, which made him feel a little inexplicably ashamed.

However, just as he became more and more immersed in this sweet dream, a loud thunderous sound appeared. Peter was horrified to find that countless cracks gradually appeared in his dream, and the fragments of the dream that had been cut off began to disintegrate automatically, turning into a rather uncomfortable dark mist that burrowed into his body.

Peter fell to the ground unwillingly, grasping the earth with both hands, as if this would prevent it from disintegrating and disappearing. However, it was all in vain. It wasn't long before another thunderous bang appeared, and Peter convulsed in pain. It was as if he felt the 'things' that made him feel so happy were constantly being sucked out of his body. He finally couldn't help but roar.

Peter opened his eyes suddenly, only to see an unfamiliar ceiling. He looked left and right and found himself lying on a couch in a dark room. He struggled a few times to get up, but gave up after a while.

A feeling of discomfort that was difficult to describe in words came from his brain, and he couldn't help but snort. He felt a throbbing sensation in his temples as his heart beats, and something cold seemed to have been put into his body, making him shiver all the time. An inexplicable sense of sadness came that almost made his tears well, and the next second it disappeared without a trace.

And what made him most uncomfortable was that inexplicable sense of emptiness. He felt as if something had been forcibly poached out of his chest, making his whole person feel empty, and the happy and beautiful emotions in his body were constantly being sucked into this expanding black hole. For some reason, Peter suddenly felt like vomiting.

He endured all the discomfort in his body and reluctantly tried to sit up. But a pair of large hands quickly pressed on his shoulders and pressed him down again.

"Sober? Tsk, at least it's quiet. Go back and lie down and get a good rest, you're in terrible shape right now. A somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind Peter, and when Peter turned around, he saw a young man with short black hair.

He looks quite delicate, although there is a hint of heroism between his eyebrows, but this is well concealed by his elegant temperament. When Peter saw him, he thought something was strange, but for a moment he couldn't tell what it was.

He didn't look much older than Peter, twenty-three or fourteen years old at most. Peter thought he was familiar, but he couldn't remember it all the time. The memory of last night was a paste in his mind, and he could only vaguely recall some scattered fragments.

"Take a break, you're not fit for activity right now. Even after lying still for more than four hours, your heart is still beating more than 110 beats per minute. The man placed a glass of water next to Peter. All you need to do now is drink water and rest. ”

Peter looked at his face, took a sip of water from the cup, and then turned his gaze back to the ceiling. There was not much thought in his chaotic mind. Seeing that he didn't mean to speak, the young man opened his mouth to himself.

"I was really scared when I looked at your wounds. I thought I was going to carry a dead body out of here. The young man shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of his coffee from his cup.

"Still, your... Talent, it's really enviable. Your injuries are enough to kill most people. And now you're out of danger on your own recovery alone... It's really enviable. The young man said in a flat tone. Just then, Peter saw a bruise on his neck. "But even then, what you did last night was unwise. You're not trained, you're not prepared. You can't do anything but make yourself die a little faster. ”

It was then that Peter came to his senses, and he looked at the young man's face, and the memory of last night gradually came back to his mind.

"You... Is it the masked man who stopped me? Peter asked, and the young man nodded. It was then that Peter noticed the other's blank eyes and their disorganized focus, and he suddenly understood what had been strange before.

"Can't you see?" Peter regretted the question as soon as he asked it, but the young man did not pay the slightest attention and nodded quite naturally.

"Damn, I almost made a big mistake." Peter closed his eyes, and as the memories returned, the swelling pain in his brain grew worse. "I almost beat up the blind."

As soon as he finished speaking, Peter was amused by his own words. But the young man didn't laugh or say anything. He just sat there quietly and watched Peter. After a while, Peter's laughter finally stopped. He raised his hand and covered his eyes and forehead. The young man, with a sigh, seemed to want to say something. But in the end, he didn't speak.

"How many people did I kill?" There was a tremor in Peter's tone, and he didn't want to know the answer. And the young man answered his question simply in the next moment.

"Seven, one man died of his injuries when the ambulance arrived. The few who remain are not fatally injured and should survive. ”

Hearing this, Peter exhaled deeply, and he did not take away the hand that covered his eyes, and did not say a word. The room fell silent. The young man didn't say anything when he saw him, but drank his coffee slowly, as if he didn't mind the silence at all. It took more than ten minutes before Peter spoke again.

"Where am I? Who are you? Why did you bring me here? Peter asked all three questions in succession, and the young man thought for a moment before he began to answer unhurriedly.

"My name is Matt, and you can think of me as a friend of yours. As for here... It's just a small apartment that no one lives in for the time being. We're just borrowing this for the time being, so don't make too much of a mess, we'll have to clean it up later. ”

"And what about the original owner here? I don't want the owner to come back and call the police after bumping into the two of us. ”

"I should have gone far away. No one has been staying here for more than two weeks. Matt shrugged indifferently. It just so happens that the chances of coming back today are slim. But even if that happens, I'll be able to get you out. That wasn't what I had planned, but it looked like your injuries were going to be too much to bear, so you had to find a place to stay. ”

"Looks like you know a lot." Peter coughed twice, and a feeling of dizziness spread through his mind, and he could only ease it slightly. "You haven't answered my last question yet, though."

Matt was silent for a moment, as if organizing his own words, and it was a moment before he spoke slowly.

"What are you doing this for?"

"What to do and why?" Peter didn't understand for a moment.

"What I'm asking is, why do you, a child who is not yet an adult, wear such a dress at night, and work hard for someone you don't even know?" Matt asked calmly, but his slightly trembling hand betrayed his own thoughts. "You can't get any benefits in the process, so what are you trying to do?"

"Your question is a bit difficult." Peter smiled, closed his eyes and thought for a while before he got the answer. "Actually, it's nothing. I've been feeling a little ashamed since I got it. Such a powerful ability has fallen into the hands of a person like me, and it feels like it has been buried. "But since I already have this ability, isn't it a matter of course to use it to help people who need it more than I do?"

"Good idea, but you messed it up." Matt said meaningfully. "You kill more people to save a criminal."

"Hmm." At this, Peter fell silent and nodded. "I did mess up."

Matt nodded, pondered for a moment, and then smiled at Peter before speaking.

"Good, at least in this regard, you have to be better than me." He said with a smile. "I have a question. No, it's a request. You lack training, lack actual combat, and you also need to learn a lot of basic skills and abilities. I'm willing to give you everything I know, are you willing to learn?