"What!?" Mao exclaimed subconsciously, and then he heard a strange sound.

There was a soft sound, just like a child playing with a switchblade, and a layer of it popped out of the scabbard. But Mao suddenly felt pain, and his wrist was in great pain.

He subconsciously looked back at his wrist.

Then he saw a ray of silver light, which shot out from under Liu Mengchao's wrist, passed directly through Mao's wrist, and came out from the other end.

Di...dah...

With a soft sound, blood fell from the top of the Hidden Blade, and fell to the ground in horror, turning into a puddle of mud in the air.

"How could this happen!" Mao shouted directly, but what was even more terrifying was yet to come.

Liu Mengchao, who had been pale and sweating just now, had regained his color at this time, and was standing beside C.C. with a smile. And what he held in his hand was the bomb remote control that Mao had just used to threaten Liu Mengchao.

"Why! Why!" Mao shouted, subconsciously stepping back. Just as he moved his steps, he felt a burning pain on his toes.

There was a big hole in the shoe, and what caused all this was the slowly smoking pistol in Liu Mengchao's other hand.

"You! You! You! You! You!"

"Why is your mind-reading skill useless to me?" Liu Mengchao laughed. But Liu Mengchao's smile made Mao on the opposite side feel as if he had seen a ghost, and almost cried.

"Don't you always like to hear what others are thinking? Why, now that you suddenly realize that you can't hear what I'm thinking, you are so sad?" Liu Mengchao said, and his right hand holding White Ivory lifted up instantly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three consecutive gunshots rang in Mao's ears. When he reacted, he found that the white mask on his face had fallen to the ground and turned into a puddle of white fragments.

"It's surprising, isn't it? When the mask fell off your face just now, your lower eyelids and the entire face were raised in a fifth of a second. This is the most obvious micro-expression of surprise."

Liu Mengchao said with a smile. But the smile on her face seemed more terrifying to Mao than the devil at the moment. Because it was all for one reason.

"Have you discovered why you can't hear my inner voice?" Liu Mengchao said, slowly stretching out his left hand, and slightly stretching the upper and lower eyelids of his left eye with his index finger and thumb.

Snap...ta...

There was a soft sound. A black lens hung directly out of Liu Mengchao's left eye.

"Contact lenses!"

"To be precise, it's like this." The smile on Liu Mengchao's face became even stronger. His eyes were slightly squinted, as if he was looking at an excited child. There was no expression of surprise on his face.

Calm, one hundred percent calm.

"You..." Mao shouted loudly. He suddenly realized the purpose of Liu Mengchao wearing glasses, why a person only wears one eye, and still wears it on the left eye.

There is only one reason.

"Liu Mengchao, you also have a geass!" Mao almost cried and looked at C.C, as if he was questioning his girlfriend who abandoned him, with the same grief and anger, "Why! Why did you give him the geass!"

Before c.c could answer, Mao had already backed away in fear. His eyes were full of fear. It was the first time he faced such a situation. Originally, there was only one person, and he could not hear her inner voice. That person was c.c.

"Because c.c can't hear your inner voice, you will feel that she is the most special person in the world to you. But when the number of people increases to two, you will feel scared. You originally felt bored.

He is a mind reader, but he suddenly abandoned you at this moment." Liu Mengchao said slowly and walked directly in front of Mao. His left eye, which opened gaess, pierced Mao's defense like a sharp arrow.

"Your geass...is the same as C.C's!" Mao shouted subconsciously.

"The reaction is sensitive." Liu Mengchao said, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said disdainfully, "I will not offend others unless they offend me. Immune to all geass is my ability."

As he spoke, Liu Mengchao paused for a moment and smiled again.

"I almost forgot, you can't hear my heart now. I tell you honestly, I didn't lie to you."

"Crack!"

Liu Mengchao said that he had not lied to Mao, but Mao was so frightened that he sat on the ground. He had never experienced such an environment. Whether it was the c.c. in front of him or Liu Mengchao, he could not hear their inner voices.

All of this was actually planned by Liu Mengchao a long time ago! Mao screamed excitedly in his heart.

"How did you do it!" Mao looked at Liu Mengchao loudly and said, "When I spoke, I clearly heard your inner voice, and the sweat beads on your forehead were all proof! What I said was true.

It’s what you think in your heart!”

"Have you ever heard of hypnosis?" Liu Mengchao bent down and looked at the panic-stricken Geomao, "Just hypnotize yourself and express your potential personality. You can see a large area on my face.

The large beads of sweat are just because hypnosis also consumes a lot of my heart."

"No... no... how could there be such a person!" Mao stood up suddenly, not caring about the blood flowing on his wrist, and roared at Liu Mengchao.

"You're a loser! I'm not wrong at all!" Mao waved his arms in the air desperately, as if this would make his voice louder, "You don't dare to use mind-reading skills and

I fight, because you will lose, you will definitely lose, you can only use hypnosis to hypnotize yourself. Micro-expressions, body language, and psychology are all lies! c.c, look at me, look at me,

I am the winner!"

"This is what is called the cry of a negative dog."

Liu Mengchao wrinkled his nose in disgust, looked at the c.c. next to him, and then laughed.

"You're just a loser! You're just..."

"Bang!"

Before Mao finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the sound of Liu Mengchao's gunshot. The orange bullet directly grazed Mao's cheek and flew out.

"You have an Oedipal plot. Being alone as a child made c.c play the role of a mother in your heart. And the parents who abandoned you since childhood have degenerated into a symbol of the father along with society. Killing your father and marrying your mother is such a

It’s the deepest desire you hide in your heart. You long to kill the strongest in the world.

A symbol of power, every successful male is your target. Letting them collapse can give you pleasure, a kind of pleasure of killing your father. And c.c. is equivalent to Oedipus's mother for you. Only

Only by getting her can you gain a sense of security and release your ugly sexual desires."

As Liu Mengchao spoke, he had already arrived in front of Mao. The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks couldn't help but tremble when he saw Liu Mengchao. Just like he had just laughed at Liu Mengchao, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"No...that's not the case!"

"Do you still want to be tough?" Liu Mengchao raised his eyebrows, full of ridicule, "How about I make you think about c.c. every night and then..."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Before Liu Mengchao finished speaking, Mao had already squatted down holding his head. A large amount of sweat poured out of his forehead, and he couldn't stop it.

"Okay, I won't tell."

Liu Mengchao actually stopped talking, but Mao squatting on the ground shouted even louder.

"I didn't, I didn't do that! No! No! I didn't lie! My eyebrows didn't move! My eyes were really looking down to the left! My upper eyelids didn't lift! My cheeks didn't change! I didn't

Repeat your question bluntly! I didn’t lie! I didn’t!”

Liu Mengchao smiled and spread his hands, but still said nothing.

But at this moment, Mao was already kneeling on the ground, and he actually started to hit the ground with his head. There was a continuous banging sound.

"Please, please. Liu Mengchao, please stop thinking about it!"

"What does it have to do with you that I'm thinking about it in my mind?" Liu Mengchao said, squatting directly in front of Mao.

"No! Everything you think is true! It's all true! Stop observing me! Stop hitting me! I beg for mercy! I admit defeat! Let me go! Let me go! Stop it! Don't do it again!

Thinking about it in my mind!"

Liu Mengchao ignored Mao who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed. Instead, he took C.C's hand and walked directly past Mao.

"Now you know why I don't want to use my mind-reading skills to fight you." Liu Mengchao's figure walked past Mao, but his words were like sharp blades that directly pierced Mao's heart.

"Play mind reading with me? You don't deserve it."

Before Liu Mengchao finished speaking, a loud bang came from behind him.

Mao was sweating profusely, and he fell softly to the ground. Just like what he said before, he turned into a puddle of mud and flopped on the ground.

ps: Cough cough cough cough cough... This is my fourth update today... I have updated a lot of words today... Although my back hurts, in order to become a responsible author, I gritted my teeth and persevered.

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