Disaster Shelter

Wen Wen first transformed himself into a ghost constitution, put the hypnotic ability of the vampire on the ring, waited for ten minutes, and confirmed that he could switch back at any time during the battle.

Then he floated into the security room to hypnotize the security, so that no matter what sound he heard, he was not allowed to come out of the security room.

In the end, he easily walked through the wall to enter the museum without touching any kind of security measures.

With his various abilities, it's normal to dive into a place easily, but he still feels a little uneasy.

He showed the scourge gloves and tested them one by one during the day, those items contaminated with superpowers.

A dozen, two, three, and a dozen items were tested in a row, all of which did not respond to the disaster gloves ...

"It shouldn't be ..."

Wen Wen's brow twisted into a knot, then gradually stretched out, and the expression on his face became abnormal.

"Just take all the stuff out of this museum, and let it die, after all, after picking out the stuff from it, return it back!"

He didn't just talk about it, he really planned to do it.

With that black suitcase, it wouldn't be a problem for him, even if all the collections were taken away.

When he thought about it, Wen Wen first returned to the disaster relief shelter, took out the black suitcase, and then scooped out a big hammer from the box.

He rounded the hammer and was about to smash it, and an elegant voice came from behind him.

"what are you doing?"

Wen Wen turned his head and saw behind him, I do not know when a person appeared.

The man was wearing glasses, a bow-tie vest, a **** moustache, and had a fair hair but a handsome face. At this moment, the man was looking at Wen Wen with curiosity.

"Um, I want to chisel a closet, eighty ..." Wen Wen, who was found to be doing bad things, said slightly awkwardly.

The man shook his head gently, indicating that Wen Wen should not be nervous, and Wen Wen looked at him with a gesture of stun.

"Hell, I think a man is sexy!"

Shaking his head, Wen Wen watched the man alertly, and suddenly appeared behind him.

Suddenly, Wen Wen's eyes widened. This man he had seen during the day, was in this museum, the oil painting on the wall!

He is a philosopher in the painting!

Zombie resurrection? Immortality? A phantom created by superpowers? Hallucinations? Shapeshifter?

Wen Wen flashed countless possibilities in his mind, but could not confirm what it was.

"By the way, do you like philosophy?" The white-bearded philosopher asked suddenly.

Wen Wen froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer, is this a trial to obtain that item?

He groaned for a second and tentatively said, "I like it?"

The eyes of the white-bearded philosopher light up at once, and he speaks with a tongue like lotus:

"Then I ask you a question, a lunatic tied five innocent people to the tram track, and the tram passed, and these five people will die."

"You can pull the lever to make the tram go to another track, but the other track is also tied to a person. Can't you pull the lever?"

"What a ghost question, let's send a proposition!"

Wen Wen was full of black lines, and groaned for another two seconds, then decided to say, "I choose to leave and let others make choices, and I will not make this choice."

"wrong answer!"

The white-bearded philosopher removed his vest and wore only a small white vest on his upper body. The strong muscles bulged up the vest.

Then he didn't know where to get a mace!

"... the style has become a bit faster!"

"Yeah! Philosophical sanctions!"

The white-bearded philosopher hit with a stick.

Wen Wen tilted his head back, and mace swept across the tip of his nose, carrying a ray of blood.

The golden pupil shrank, this philosopher could hurt the ghost!

Wen Wen floated up and fought with his own soul and philosopher for a short time at his own speed, and then hurried away.

I am afraid that the physical quality of this product is close to the limit of the human body and can be used to open the car door with bare hands, but it is still not enough to compare with the gentle vampire state.

But there was something special in his attack, some of which made Wen Wen pinch.

Moreover, the white-bearded philosopher was tireless, quietly fighting without any damage to the building.

Wen Wen just wanted to switch back to vampire mode, solved this guy, stopped motion, eyes narrowed.

"Don't worry about him first, let's look at the situation ..."

Then, Wen Wen's body faded into the ground, and he appeared outside the museum a moment later, watching the philosopher.

When Wen Wen left, about ten minutes later, the image of this violent philosopher disappeared into the air like a bubble.

"Sure enough, even if I solve the guy, I may not be able to find the item. If I accidentally destroy something in the battle and attract attention, I may not have a chance in the future ..."

"That thing must be here. Watch the whole process again, maybe you can find a clue."

Wen Wen first went to the pool outside the museum, took some water, and then brought the water into the museum. Using the power of the water ghost, the water was turned into a mist and floated beside him.

Water ghosts have the ability to control water, and they can naturally sense water vapor. If this fog changes, Wen Wen can detect it.

This method cannot monitor a large area, but monitoring can only be done by Wen Wen. The white beard philosopher appeared last time around Wen Wen.

After a while, the water mist moved slightly, Wen Wen knew it and turned his head.

"This fresh water, I feel like I found the sea."

A middle-aged uncle in a blue nightgown appeared behind Wen Wen. He smelled water mist elegantly and should not be as irritable as the old man.

Unsurprisingly, the man Wen Wen also saw in the museum's paintings.

"If you like the feeling of the sea, I can take you to the beach to play ..." Wen Wen interrupted the literary philosopher who was sniffing water everywhere.

"Do you like philosophy?" The literary philosopher asked with a smile.

"Like?" Wen Wen answered uncertainly.

"Well, please ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ There is a broken ship now, because there are broken parts that need to be replaced. After all the parts have been replaced, is it still the original ship?" Literary philosopher asked excitedly.

"Um, count ... or not?"

I don't know why, when answering, Wen Wen had some liver tremor and felt like he was facing a teacher's question when he was young.

"Answer the wrong, and accept the judgment of philosophy!"

Literary philosophers tore off their robes. Inside was a blue one-piece tights. Under the tights, they were as strong as the white-bearded philosophers before.

Then he jumped up to two or three meters in place, and punched Wen Wen with his bare hands, watching his movement, breaking Ben Wen's head.

"Hey……"

Wen Wen sighed and groaned as he avoided the attack.

"You have become irritable, I understand, but you must not violate objective facts. Where are you philosophers so strong ..."