Going out of Yan Poxi's residence, Song Jiang felt that the world in and out of his head had changed drastically.

When Andrew Chen came to Earth from Pivotal Alpha as a child, he became interested in the blue planet.

The civilization of his home planet, Celestial Pivot Alpha, has strong individual minds, and that is because the civilization of that planet is simple and simple, and people are easy to concentrate. When communicating, people can let the other person see their thoughts and thinking, simply and directly.

Andrew Chan's parents are interstellar envoys, and Earth is their new place of work. Andrew, together with his parents, traveled through the interstellar fog, and after a long interstellar journey, he came to a planet full of anxiety and anticipation.

This planet is full of charm, and all kinds of civilization products are colorful, arousing the curiosity of this little friend.

It turns out that there are still such beautiful words, good music, and beautiful paintings and sculptures in the world. The rich imagination of humans on Earth has taken Andrew Chan Jr. directly to a completely different dimension from his home planet.

He frantically absorbed the rain and dew of this excellent civilization like a bamboo shoot after the rain, growing and leaping forward in a geometric progression, treating the blue civilization of the earth as his hometown civilization.

As for the communication with the earthlings, Andrew Chen always presents the thoughts in his head to the earthlings around him, because he is convinced that sincerity is the most fundamental link between the exchanges between various civilizations in the universe.

Until one day.

Andrew Chan watched his beloved girl linger with someone else.

Andrew Chen once showed her the love in his heart for her under the starry sky, and posed in front of her with the light of the galaxy into the shape of a heart. And the girl's eyes were as deep as the Milky Way, shining with the same holy light as the universe.

The earthling girl once snuggled in his arms, kissed him gently, and said that she would never leave him for the rest of her life.

Life.

Overnight.

When Andrew Chan activated his mind again, he seemed to be in the center of a black hole, and everything around him was deeply immersed in his mind, suddenly disappearing, and he could never escape from that bottomless black hole.

His view of civilization collapsed with a bang.

He began to close himself off from revealing any of his thoughts to outsiders.

He began to use a false will to make others see his elaborate illusion and take pleasure in it.

His vindictive heart prevailed over his own conscience and reason.

He began to deceive others, steal the information he needed in exchange for their trust, and then make a profit or in exchange for something beneficial to him, such as power and status.

Gradually, he made his mark in certain groups, and his special abilities allowed his dark energy to burst out and overcome his opponents and enemies.

Double-cross each other. Dance power tricks.

Andrew Chen's willpower led him to another thorny road.

There, he gets the pleasure of dominating the minds of others.

There, he played with other people's minds in the palm of his hand.

Andrew Chen's position is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more juniors around him, and the territory he controls is getting bigger and bigger.

He sometimes doesn't seem to care what the people around him are doing, or what benefits and benefits he can bring to his group, he just wants to use his willpower to defeat his opponents, make them submit to him, and kneel and sing "You will conquer you like this".

The women around him kept changing like marquees. But he himself knew that most of those women were interested in his money and power, which could bring them material and spiritual enjoyment.

True love, will it be a thigh that does not hold interests?

Andrew Chan always scoffed at them, for him, these gentleness came and went, the same eyeshadow and eyeliner, white teeth and red lips, long legs and thin waist, plump-breast-fat-buttocks. The communication between him and the opposite sex is only confined to the bed, removing the spiritual pillar, leaving only a body to feel the stimulation and pleasure of neurons.

He once let the girl who betrayed him fall down in front of him again, with a pair of flattering and lewd eyes and ** in front of him to prove how he was reformed, and once again surrendered to him and remained loyal.

Andrew Chen's eyes also flashed with the light of a whole galaxy.

But that light is no longer the light of hope and sincerity that flashed when looking at his girlfriend's eyes, but the light of revenge and destruction, piercing through everything and running through everything.

He sacrificed the knife of his mind, carved a beautiful picture scroll of ice release, and showed it to the girl who was kept in the dark.

The girl wept bitterly for his disdain.

She doubled down on her ** packaging her ** into a plump sacrifice to support the old love of the past and the king of today - Andrew Chen.

She kissed Andrew Chen's whole body with her beautiful hot lips, and then leaned down to bury her head in his thighs, desperately sacrificing her dignity for the man she had betrayed, pleasing his male hormones and the most primitive sensory stimulation of being a male creature.

Andrew Chan is still lying carelessly, and the angel he once carefully cared for is now like a. Her angelic face seemed to be intimate with the mouth of a demon, and her soft skin seemed to be rubbed and desecrated by the rough minions of the demon.

He looked blankly and expressionlessly as his former beloved girlfriend catered to his beast-lust and carnality-desire with a soft body, and felt a trace of nausea in his heart.

The ancient poems of Chinese civilization say: Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan is not a cloud.

Andrew Chan was like lying on a dry riverbed, looking up at the bare mountains where no grass grew.

The fish on the verge of dying from water swooped its tail beside him, while the bloodthirsty vulture hovered high in the air, ready to lick the bleeding wound with its beak at the right time.

In Andrew Chen's eyes, that beautiful head suddenly turned into an ugly rakshasa, and the long bloody tongue "hissed" around his body.

The girl's face was smiling ****, but in Andrew Chen's eyes, she was grinning and roaring.

He knew that he was no longer the simple boy in the family of the interstellar diplomat, and he was now the number two person in the interstellar gangster organization "Shanshui Society".

He knew that his belief in love had been sucked away by a black hole, and that he was now an emotionless and unconscious mind machine, destroying all the stumbling blocks that stood in his way.

Andrew Chen's first love girl was finally killed by the man who had snatched her from Ann's side, and she had betrayed Ann with all her heart and thrown herself into her arms. And all this is the arrangement of the organization.

There was no help, no shelter, just the girl's complaints.

And the indifferent light of the galaxy in the eyes of Andrew Chen, who was watching all this secretly.