The Doctor In the Steampunk World

The whole room was covered with thick black fog, monsters, ghosts, and blood raining a **** scene.

Ordinary people would be scared to death when they saw it.

Simon is also panicking now, his vision is completely blocked and he can't find the trace of the old cat, so it is not the way to drag it on.

Calm down, be calm.

There must be a solution.

Simon looked at the shadow ghost in front of him, his mind moved, the shadow ghost suddenly stopped, and then looked forward, his figure suddenly rushed out and rushed into the black mist.

Is it in that direction?

Shadow ghosts have a strong ability to sense magical energy, and when the old cat releases the illusion, there will inevitably be fluctuations in magical energy. The shadow ghost can capture the magic energy fluctuations on the old cat, and it can also capture its position.

Simon's consciousness was attached to the ghost ghost, and he saw it shoot out a sword against the black fog, cut it on the black fog, and sparks appeared.

Then the entire **** scene suddenly appeared numerous cracks, those monsters and ghosts shattered and dissipated, and the space in their eyes was more distorted. This was a problem with the illusion.

The shadow ghost's sword hit the old cat, causing the old cat to be unable to maintain the illusion.

Before Simon was happy, a shrill cat meow resounded throughout the house.

Simon groaned, feeling a terrifying force explode directly in his head, almost tearing his head apart.

The huge pain made him half kneel on the ground and covered his ears with his hands, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Simon's spirit was trembling, and he could clearly feel the terrifying malice from all around him, which kept pouring into his mind, stimulating Simon to the point of madness.

This is a psychic attack.

The illusion just now was just scaring and intimidating, but this time it was a real mental attack.

Ordinary people suffered this mental attack. The heavy soul collapsed and died tragically on the spot, and the light one directly turned into a mental breakdown and a neurosis.

Mmp, if it weren't for his spirit far exceeding that of ordinary people, I'm afraid that he would be turned into a madman all of a sudden, and the dog's old cat would be too ruthless.

Simon gritted his teeth, and the shadow ghost rushed to the old cat and swung his sword. With a thumping sound, many things broke.

The illusion in Simon's eyes quickly collapsed until it disappeared completely, and he returned to the real world.

Looking around, it was the same old house. He stood still, the rocking chair was empty, and the old woman was nowhere to be seen.

The surrounding tables and chairs were chopped up several times by the shadow ghost.

The old cat was standing on the sofa, covered in frizz, and its right front paw had two broken claws, which were cut off by Shadow Ghost's magical long sword.

A pair of green eyes exudes green light, and an invisible wave spreads from it to the outside.

This is mental coercion.

Simon's face was pale, his brain was still buzzing, and the mental attack just now was a bit ruthless.

He raised his gun at the old cat, and the shadow ghost stood in front of him.

"Brother Cat, we have no grudges and no grudges. There is no need to fight whether you will die or not. I am just passing by. I will leave now. I promise not to disturb your life again."

Simon stepped back as he spoke.

This old cat is a spiritual monster, and the spiritual attack is too strange and powerful. Simon is not sure if it has a stronger and more ruthless spiritual attack.

The old cat jumped to the ground, staring at Simon fiercely, pressing step by step, but he didn't mean to do anything.

Simon retreated all the way to the gate, and the shadow ghost closed the gate. The old cat didn't mean to chase it out, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The shadow ghost merged into the body, and Simon wrapped the magic sword and left here without stopping.

"Simon, why is your face so ugly, are you alright." Doreen's family was frightened by Simon's pale face. York helped Simon out of the fence.

"Did you come across a ghost in that house?" the middle-aged white man in the Mediterranean asked in horror.

Simon looked at the house inside with lingering fears, and saw the old cat standing on an old tree at this time, looking at Simon, and the green eyes frightened him.

"Let's go, this room really can't stay." Simon was afraid of being stared at by the old cat, so he pulled a group of people and left quickly.

York and the others asked Simon what happened in the house. Simon didn’t tell them the truth and prevaricates.

Simon asked if the middle-aged Mediterranean white man knew about the old cat in the house, but he did not expect that the middle-aged Mediterranean white man really knew.

The old cat was the pet of the old widowed woman who was the original owner of the house. After the old woman died, the old cat stayed in the house and never left for several years.

Everyone around knew that there was such an old cat in the house.

But they didn't know that the old cat was a terrible monster.

The old cat did not attack the people around him, but only attacked the tenants who lived in the house.

In addition, Simon had seen the scene where the old cat and the old woman got along harmoniously in the fantasy world, and guessed in his heart that the old cat wanted to guard the old woman's house and did not want others to disturb the old woman's peace.

Guessing is guessing, the ghost knows what the old cat thinks.

Simon is too lazy to guess, anyway, he will not provoke the old cat again.

Originally he wanted to live on Fifth Avenue, but now he has no idea. Just ask middle-aged white people from the Mediterranean to take them to other streets to find a house, preferably away from Fifth Avenue.

His side had just arrived and left Fifth Avenue when a carriage stopped them.

The person sitting in the carriage was Old John's bodyguard chief, Lawrence.

"Dr. Simon, you can help me find it. I went to Hennington Street, but I couldn't find you. I heard the restaurant owner say you are looking for a house on Fifth Avenue. I ran around Fifth Avenue and found it. You." Lawrence jumped out of the carriage and walked over with a smile.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Mr. John asked me to ask you if he can have treatment tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm going to visit tomorrow to ask if Mr. John is willing to continue the treatment. It seems that old John can't wait."

Old John should have gone to the inner city for a comprehensive examination and found that Simon's treatment was not harmful to his body. Now he has really agreed to the next treatment. He knows that the remaining three courses of treatment will cost 90,000 yuan. .

"That's good, then, Dr. Simon, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Are you on Hennington Street or somewhere else tomorrow?"

"Well, I don't know yet. If I rent the house, I will move in today. If I don't, I will live on Hennington Street tonight. I think you better not come and pick me up, I Go by yourself."

"That's it, okay, then I'll go back first."

After Lawrence left, the middle-aged white man in the Mediterranean asked excitedly.

"Mr. Simon, the emblem on this carriage represents the Dupp family. Do you know Mr. John Dupp?"

"Do you know him too?"

"Of course I know. Mr. John Dupp is my idol. I have also read his biography "The Fighter: The Legendary Life of John", which is still by my bedside." Middle-aged white man in the Mediterranean A look of awe and admiration.

Yes, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is also a big fan of Old John.

Not long after Lawrence left, he returned.

This time it wasn't just him, but also Old John's big housekeeper Nick.

"Butler Nick, why did you come here in person?"

"Master heard that Mr. Simon is preparing to change the house, and he hopes to do his part. Why don't Mr. Simon come with me to see the master first."

"Mr. John's invitation, he agreed."

"Mr. Simon, what should I do then?" the middle-aged white man in the Mediterranean said hurriedly, and winked at Simon, presumably wanting to go with him.

"Who is this?"

"He's a real estate agent."

"I don't think this gentleman is needed anymore. This is two hundred eagle coins as your fortune. You can leave now."

The middle-aged white man in the Mediterranean took the money, thanked him for being busy, and watched Simon and the others helplessly.