I am cursed by the strongest

Amuro Toru's expression seemed blank and distorted for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, the one who's embarrassed is someone else—a ghost!

We must find a way to silence the FBI!

Although Ming knew it was wrong to do so, at least a hundred ways to kill people still appeared in Toru Amuro's mind in an instant.

Although they are both undercover agents, Toru Amuro doesn't have a good impression of Hideichi Akai, if it wasn't for this guy, if it wasn't for this...

"Mr. Astrologer, do you have any wishes that you want to realize?" Although Wujo Zhi didn't have a strong desire to help Toru Amuro realize his wishes, but after he finds the feeling of "I want to fulfill my wishes no matter what", I will help you. It is possible for Toru Amuro to fulfill his wish!

Considering Toru Amuro's inner thoughts are so strong that they are about to become real, Gojoji added: "It should not be possible to kill someone."

"Huh?" Amuro was stunned for a moment, then he squatted down helplessly and rubbed his head, "It doesn't kill people."

Wutiaozhi looked at him in confusion and blankly: "But, doesn't Mr. Astrologer really want to kill this uncle? Ah, I see! Mr. Astrologer must want to do it himself! Ni Jiang also said that he can realize his wish by himself. The sense of accomplishment is something happier than the original itself!"

Wutiaozhi said to him trustingly: "Mr. Astrologer must have got what he wanted, biu ~ ground curses, bang ~ ground explodes into blood mist, it will be fine!" The most innocent and lovely tone, but said Out of the chilling content.

Akai Shuichi, who was just watching the fun: "..." Although he just stayed to watch the fun, he didn't expect to be "killed"? !And "biu~ ground was cursed, bang~ ground was blown into blood mist, what kind of death is this! Isn't it too childish?!

It's okay for a simple child to say childish words with cute words and descriptions, and the adults who hear it will only smile knowingly.

However, none of the people present could laugh.

"Devil, devil..." The kidnapper who didn't know when he woke up, or was woken up in shock, tried to pull the car door with all four limbs, so as to escape quickly.

However, the sudden extra weight on his calf made him unable to move anymore.

"Uncle, if you kidnap, don't you have to ask for a ransom? You haven't asked my brother for a ransom yet."

The little leather shoes stepped on the man's calf, and the child's thinking was too jumpy. Even though the last topic was still here, the next topic didn't know where it went.

"If you die, you won't be able to watch movies with Conan and the others. Wouldn't that break the agreement between me and them? A child who breaks the agreement is a bad child, and no one likes a bad child. Zhichan doesn't want to be a bad child."

"Although Zhichan becomes a bad boy, Nichan will continue to like me, but Zhichan wants to be liked by more and more people."

"Ah... Ni-chan always does things that make others angry. Is Ni-chan a bad boy? If I become a bad boy, will Ni-chan like me?"

A trace of black magic power emerged from his pupils, and the expression in the different-colored pupils gradually disappeared, and the soft and ignorant eyes were replaced by coldness and indifference.

His emotionless eyes made his demeanor suddenly strange.

"Oops, oops..." Edogawa Conan pulled the man in the driver's seat who fell asleep after being shot by an anesthetic needle, and slapped his face repeatedly, "Damn it! What did you do to him just now?" !"

It is absolutely impossible for Wutiaowu's younger brother to just let Wutiaozhi run around by himself without taking any measures.

Conjurer, spell power, spells... There are too many things he doesn't understand!

"Chi, Chi-chan," Edogawa Conan tried to talk to him to get his attention, "It's not good, it's getting late, Ayumi and the others are all waiting, let's go back and meet them, shall we?"

Wutiao Zhi turned his head and glanced at him: "Meeting?"

What kind of look is that?Edogawa Conan only felt that he was frozen by this simple glance, and his body was so heavy that he couldn't even move his eyes.

Wutiao Zhi's figure also seemed to be like a malfunctioning machine, with snowflakes twinkling and twinkling.

"Yes, yes..." Edogawa Conan almost squeezed his voice through his teeth, "Isn't it an appointment? Let's go to the movies together."

"us"

"Together"

"Okay~" Wutiaozhi, who was poked into the magic switch by the keyword, showed a look of anticipation, "Shall we go together?! Me, and everyone?"

The mountain-like pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, and Conan Edogawa nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes!"

"Wow!" Wutiaozhi laughed contentedly and happily like the simplest and cutest child.

The cold air instantly warmed up.

Conan Edogawa and Toru Amuro, who were just ordinary people and had not been targeted, did not see the flow of magic power, but the three kidnappers who were awakened could see it clearly.

The ferocious and terrifying mantra power seems endless, darkness, despair, suffocation, pain... If Wujo Wu's [Boundless Space] is able to pour countless information into the brains of enemies in the field according to his will, then with The mana of this attribute is the perfect 【Pollution】.

Even if you just take a look at it from a distance, as long as you are observed, you will be filled with despair and pain.

The three kidnappers passed out with their eyes open, and the police car behind them chased them with their sirens on.Another day of peace in the world!

Amuro Toruren and Akai Hideichi who were exhausted taunted each other and tried two old puzzles: "I'll take you back to the cinema." Please, don't have any more accidents!

Sitting in Toru Amuro's car, Wujo Zhi showed his happy mood with a flick of his short legs that couldn't reach the ground.

In just a blink of an eye, James disappeared. Conan Edogawa was a little worried that he couldn't get everyone together, and Gojoji would be angry, but he just blinked his eyes: "As long as Conan is with me!" Yes Said it was very ruthless to forget about James.

"Mr. Astrologer, too?" He raised his eyes that were brighter than the stars expectantly, and looked at Toru Amuro with pleas in his eyes.

Toru Amuro pondered for a moment: "I'll go and see the injuries of those three people later." After speaking, he realized that he had spoken his mind, and immediately added, "There is more fog in the fate line of those three people."

Facing Amuro Toru's worries, Gojo Ji just said: "It's okay, just lie down for a year or two. Ni-chan's spell power hasn't really touched them."

Amuro Toru's damn curiosity couldn't hold back: "What will happen if you encounter it?"

"'Boom' exploded!" Gotiaozhi made a gesture of a goddess scattering flowers, standing on tiptoe, drawing a big circle with her short arms, looking extremely cute.If you can ignore what he said.

No wonder the words "curse, and then explode into blood mist" were said just now. Was it adapted from the facts? !

"Are there many cases like this?" Because the world view has been impacted too much, Toru Amuro even gave up the possibility of investigating whether this kind of thing is legal or not, and whether he wants to arrest people.

"Hmm..." Wutiaozhi thought for a while, "There are more situations at home, and rarely outside. The curse spirit caught by Ni Jiang is too stupid, and she can't teach it no matter what. Once, I put my favorite fat cup It broke, and because I was very angry, all the curse spirits were blown up."

"And when Ni Jiang took me to the director's department, because there were too many rotten oranges, they really liked to get together and say bad things about Ni Jiang! So sometimes they would be blown up."

"But Ni Jiang said that they are all scum, and those who make me angry are all scum, so it doesn't matter if they are blown up."

The cute and weird temperament mixed together, and the simple and complicated mood made Amuro Toru and Edogawa Conan both silent, unable to speak for a long time.

Edogawa Conan selectively forgot what he said just now. Out of the detective's intuition, he felt that the "Director's Department" was a good entry point for him to understand the mysterious world: "Director's Department, what is that?"

I have heard Gojo Satoru say it many times, so Gojo Zhi, who has a very deep memory, said loudly and clearly: "It's a trash can where a group of rotten oranges are trying to rule the world with rotten and moldy!"

"Garbage should stay in the trash can, and then send it to the recycling station for incineration with the trash can!" After thinking for a while, he added, "The rotten oranges and the trash can are locked!"

"..." Edogawa Conan deeply felt that it is not a good thing to let Gojoji grow up freely, what is it talking about!

"Then isn't your brother working there? Is the 'auxiliary supervisor' who was with your brother before a member of the Director's Council?"

Wutiao Zhi shook his head and said honestly: "I don't know. I was sentenced to death by the director's department, so Ni-chan blew up the headquarters of the director's department, super powerful! Boom boom—"

"Squeak——" the tires and the ground made harsh sounds, and because of inertia, the upper bodies of the three people rushed forward vigorously.

"Death penalty? Who gave them the right?" Amuro Toru's eyes were as cold as ice.Although Liben has the death penalty, because of the controversial nature of the death penalty, no person in charge is willing to sign for the deprivation of a life—even if the prisoner, as a serial murderer, hurt dozens or even hundreds of lives.

Counting decades back, the total number of prisoners executed could be counted on one hand.

The serial murderer who brutally murdered dozens of lives is still in prison waiting for the day of his release, but such a child is sentenced to the end of his life.

anger?Distressed?angry?

Perhaps because the emotions were too intense, Toru Amuro was extraordinarily calm at this moment.

"Who sentenced you to death? Who gave them the right? Why do you have to die?"

Toru Amuro met Gojo's childish eyes.

The child's eyes are clear and bright, like a mountain stream on a sunny day, reflecting everything, clean and beautiful.He is like a mirror, no matter good or bad, everything is contained and everything is reflected.

"According to the spell management regulations, the spell spirit must be exorcised."

His eyes are always ignorant, his beautiful eyes just reflect everything, clumsily trying to understand the world, but always clumsily messing up everything.

He imitated the coldness of the adults and pronounced the sentence word by word: "The curse spirit is not allowed to exist."

He doesn't understand.

Humanity?Curse spirit?Conjurer?stranger?super powers?

He doesn't understand these things.

Until he realized this and figured it out, his time was stopped forever.

All he knows about himself is—

"But, I'm Zhichan~ Wujozhi." Wujozhi's younger brother, Wujozhi.

"You have done something irreparable, and you must use your death to pay homage to the dead." The adults always say this, and after finishing speaking, they can straighten their backs again and say to him with righteousness, "Wujo Satoru can't monopolize you !"

[Spell Spirit] [Spell Management Regulations] These terms are very unfamiliar to Amuro Toru, who is not a real astrologer, but the strange thing is that the two people who have the character of "breaking the casserole and asking the end" are engraved in their bones. tacitly did not delve into this topic.

Wujo Zhi was so bored by the weird silence, he tilted his head and looked left and right, tired of seeing the rapidly reversing scenery outside the window, and asked Edogawa Conan to play with him again.

But what catches the eye is Edogawa Conan's wet face.

"Conan? Who bullied you?!" Gojo childishly clenched his fists angrily, "I'll help you beat him!"

Considering his fighting power, he quickly added: "I'll ask Ni Jiang to help you beat him!"

"I didn't cry!" Edogawa Conan turned his head stubbornly, "It's just that the eyes were uncomfortable when the eye drops were dripped outside." The hoarse voice sounded very calm.

Wutiao Zhixin wrote: "Then next time, you can change to a small bottle of eye drops. Fortunately, you have dripped them outside. If you drip all of them into your eyes, wouldn't it damage your eyeballs?"

Edogawa Conan pushed his face away: "Okay, sit down better!"

"My Poké-Dao Magician-sama" tells the story of a male high school student who picked up a magic elf.

Male high school students who want to join the underworld have no interest in magical elves that only little girls fantasize about.

"Please, boy high school student! I heard that boy high school student is the most powerful creature in the world! Whether it is being passed through a toilet or being hit by a big truck to death, in short, as long as something happens, you can save the world! Please boy high school Sir! My hometown is being devastated by the Chirikoru Demon King, and only by making a contract with a male high school student can I save my hometown."

The male high school student who has passed the second phase of the fantasy middle school and is fascinated by it dismisses it and drives away the magic elf.

The expelled magic elves did not give up, and decided to conquer the underworld boss in this street, and then gave him the task of saving the crackling continent when the male high school student joined the gang!

But after the magic elf fights a gun, another gun will come up to fight, and after one fight, there will be more fights waiting for him to fight.

The magic elf whose whole life was occupied by fights and fights woke up one morning and suddenly found that he had subdued all the demons at some point and became the king of demons.

Although he has become the king of **, the contractor he chose, the male high school student, has not come to visit the ** for a long time. The magic elf was very distressed, and then sent his younger brother to have a look. The student broke his ambition to rule the world, and preemptively contracted a male high school student.

It was the male high school student who saw the magic elf at the beginning.

The magic elf was furious, and immediately fought with the Devil King Chiligulu. They fought from the earth to the crackling continent, and finally both of them fell down.

"Get up, big brother! You are an invincible big brother! You have won so many fights before, you will win this time!"

Finally, under the call of his companions, the magic elf woke up.

The plot of the whole story is very mentally handicapped, but there are a lot of stalks, the special effects are beautiful, the fighting scenes are very handsome, the big scenes follow one after another, the 120-minute movie, the thrilling action scenes accounted for 10 minutes, and the bang bang bang explosion The sound is about to burst people's ears.The remaining three 10 minutes seem to be deliberately slowed down in order to be considerate of the audience's heart and ears.

but--

"So handsome!"

"So cool!"

"I really want to watch it again!"

Almost all the audience who watched the movie reacted in a unified way across the country.

"Zhijiang, have you seen the filming location? How did the special effects of the last Demon King Jiriguru transforming into a dragon be made?!"

Because Fafnir himself participated in the performance.

Because only Takina was willing to ask for his book "The Book of the Curse", and Takina's books had to be queued outside the venue. Fafnir, who has a strong desire to win, was "okay" by Gojo Satoru. Advertise your notebook for free" Lure-abducted to become a wage earner.

As expected, "Book of Curse" became popular because of the explosion of "My Poké-Dao Magician-sama", but the unscrupulous Gojo Satoshi

In the second part, the worker dragon made a wish of "Although the "Book of Curses" is very cool, no one will have the desire to buy it", even if it is given away for free without materials.

Just to tell a joke, the "Book of Cursed" written by the cursed dragon is cursed.Although it sounds outrageous, it is the truth.

As long as it is in this world, the five enlightenments with five truths are unsolvable bugs.

"That extremely-dao organization director is really hateful! How can there be such an annoying person!"

Because the prototype of the Ji-Dao Organization Director’s Association is the Director’s Association of the magic world, and the Wutiao family deliberately smeared them with private work-although they only made some minor adaptations of what the Director’s Association did, it cannot be regarded as discrediting!

"The magic spirit is so handsome. Although I know it's all special effects, the moves are really cool!"

Because it was based on Gojo Satoru's big move as a template. The flow of mana power captured by a special camera, the magnificent and evil mana power exploded and bloomed into violent flowers-it was simply shockingly beautiful.

"Zhijiang, you know the movie

When is the second part coming out?I can't wait to watch part two! "

"I don't know, it depends on Ni-chan's schedule." Forget about the small scenes, the conjurers of the Gotiao family can still create such effects, but that kind of destruction is reminiscent even through the screen. The power to worship can only be achieved by Gojo Satoru.

Conan Edogawa and Toru Amuro, who pretended to be worried, thought at first that they were just coming for a cutscene, spent two hours in a daze, and then left.

But after the magic elf penetrated into the body and started a fight, they couldn't take their eyes off the screen anymore.

The children are amazed, amazed by the cool big scene.

The Internet is moving, and the special effects technology that moves their country is ahead of the top ten galaxies in the world.

However, Edogawa Conan and Amuro Toru couldn't help feeling cold.

So... is this the magician? !Is the world of conjurers really like this? !

Because they had little knowledge of the magic world, the two people who had a wrong perception of the average level of the magic world were extremely shocked and could not speak for a long time.

"Conan, Conan, did you hear that?" Gojoji shouted many times in a row, and Edogawa Conan gave him a dull look.

"What's wrong?"

"I always feel that your face is very bad."

Edogawa Conan shook his head: "I'm fine." If the director department in the magic world is as powerful as the director department in the movie, with the current self, can it really protect Zhichan?

"Really?" Wujo Zhi was a little skeptical, after all, Edogawa Conan's expression was too unconvincing.

Edogawa Conan yawned pretendingly: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm a little sleepy."

"Mr. Astrologer too?"

"Yeah." Toru Amuro rubbed his head, "I just remembered something that I need to do now. Zhichan, see you next time."

Wutiaozhi, Wutiaojia, son of God.

Also, the death penalty...

There is a guess that needs to be verified by him, although I hope he is wrong this time, but——

Toru Amuro didn't wait to hear Wujo's farewell, he turned around and left without looking back, the corner of the khaki windbreaker was thrown out in an arc, his back was tall and straight with inexplicable determination.

"Mr. Astrologer, let us be drawn by the thread of fate to meet next time!" Gojo Shino waved at him imitating Amuro Toru.

This time, Toru Amuro didn't seem to be embarrassed by this kind of second-year speech anymore, he just waved his hand smartly, without even turning his head.

"Wow! So cool! Is this the calmness of an adult?! I really want to try being an astrologer!"

Edogawa Conan: "..." Ah, this person is surprisingly adaptable!

"Damn it! What the hell is the Wujo family going to do?! Why do you want to make such a movie!"

"Is it a humiliation?! Deliberately discrediting the reputation of our director department!"

"The Wutiao family is not ashamed, a dignified conjurer, instead of exorcising the curse spirit, he uses the power of the curse on such a boring thing!"

"That bastard Wujo Qingren even sent me a box of movie tickets, this old fox would not have such kindness, conspiracy! It must be a conspiracy!"

In a deep underground in the suburbs of Tokyo, the candlelight was flickering, and the suppressed anger echoed in the spacious room.

In the spacious and dimly lit room, only a few candlesticks were lit, which was the habit of the senior director department for meetings.

Dressed in black, with a cloak, the environment is dim, and the voice is lowered to create a sense of mystery.

Uniform attire, hoarse and low-pitched similar voices, although there are only a few members who can come to the meeting, it seems that with this layer of cover, it will be more unscrupulous and safe.

Anyway, no one knows who I am, and here, it doesn't matter what I want to say.

Malice and dissatisfaction fermented endlessly, swelled and swelled, and became a terrible monster.

Conjurers do not produce conjuration spirits.

Ordinary people's malice cannot be channeled, so they become a mana group gathered without an owner, and only a slight qualitative change can become a mantra.

But the malice of the conjurers will turn into magic power, and the cold and twisted magic power will grow bigger and stronger along their bodies.

They enjoy becoming stronger, and enjoy the thrill of manipulating other people's lives with just a few words.

"Snapped!"

"Who's computer is out of battery? Didn't you tell me to charge it?" A voice rang out with great anger, as if eating a firecracker.

Everyone knew that he was just venting his dissatisfaction and anger.

Because the computer was out of power, the person who was scolded could not refute, and he didn't even know who he was scolded by.

But he was well aware of what might happen if he dropped the line.Angrily, he dropped the mouse, and the mouse, computer and desk were shattered into slag.

"This old man has learned how to use a computer at such an advanced age, which is already amazing!"

Ever since Gojo Satoru smashed the headquarters of the board of directors and became a lingering psychological shadow for everyone present, the high-level executives did not dare to gather together.

Too dangerous!Once it is targeted, it will be a one-pot rhythm!Saying "for the sake of everyone in the director department, for the future of the magic world, even old bones like us have to hold on until the last moment", but actually broke the weekly regular meeting because of greed for life and fear of death.

The interruption of the regular meeting of the director's department doesn't seem to have much impact, Liben still has so many spell spirits, and the conjurer's salary is still just a drop in the bucket.There are hundreds of cases of wounding people by curse spirits every day, how can they have so much energy to check the reports one by one and judge the situation.It's just a group of people who have survived for decades and finally grasped the right to speak and stood at the top, just to satisfy their own boring behavior of wasting manpower.

It's no pity to cut off such a regular meeting, but because no one has been bossing around for a long time, most of the conjurers and supervisors are lax, report?Just write it casually, can't it be more than a hundred words?holiday?I'm going on a date after this task is done! ——Without finger-pointing, the efficiency of front-line staff has improved instead.

Everyone is satisfied, but the higher-ups are not.

In the early days, although the computer was invented, it was only just invented, and many young people couldn't use it, let alone their group of old men with an average age of [-] or [-].

But the regular meeting to show off your rights cannot be terminated just because of a Gojo Satoru!So the old-fashioned conjuration family has moved towards modernization, and a telephone is a must!

But since the phone is going to be used, the circuit also needs to be erected, right?So the electricity was turned on.

In the world of conjuration, there are not only a few high-level families of the director department, but even conjurers have a herd mentality, holding the idea of ​​"Master xx is pretending, so as not to be left behind, I will also pretend", The entire magic world is electrified!

Although it was organized again with the help of the regular meeting of the telephone director's department, because the conference call can only receive one person at a time, the limitations have increased again.And real name.

The first conference call ended strangely and quietly.

But it was also at this time that the new director department building was built, and the staff was called to turn on the electricity overnight after spending money. The new "high-tech" conference room was equipped with hundreds of telephones. No one was required to be present, only the participants were needed. Just make a phone call and that's it.

The second conference call went smoothly, and everyone seemed to be back in the old days when they were in charge of the world in the dark conference room.

It's okay not to recall, but once I recall, I always feel that I lack a sense of ritual.

Forget it, let's just do it, what else can we do?Let's get over it.

Then the conference room was smashed to pieces by Wutiaozhi—to be precise, that floor was cut off by Wutiaozhi.

Gojo Satoru doesn't care about such an ugly child!Even while eating watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew melon, and melon, he praised Wutiaozhi with rainbow fart.

I have a high-level spirit, but I think I can't beat Gojo Satoru, can I still be afraid of you, a little thing? !

Then the high-level executives who ran over on impulse were blown into blood mist.

The high-level executives fled Tokyo overnight and hid in remote desert islands where there was no one for several months. They just came home quietly, took a shower and shaved overnight before they dared to pretend to be calm and socialize.

After that time, the high-level executives abandoned the headquarters of the director department, the Three Caves of the Rabbit, Tokyo, Hokkaido, Okinawa, Miyano... in the mountains, underground, and under the sea... In short, many "meeting rooms" were built.

The high-level executives who have been electrified are more or less out of the ranks of old-fashioned hats, and (forced) to start contacting modern technology. The latest new love of the high-level executives who are slow to Wutiaojia is the computer.

Although they are all elderly people in their 70s and [-]s, they are supported by inexplicable stubbornness. The spirit of learning even if they die makes some high school students feel ashamed.

"Damn it! Damn Wutiaos—home!" He almost blurted out the name of [unspeakable], and almost had the intent to kill him.

The old man who almost stopped the car stared suspiciously at the ceiling for a long time, then touched his heart which was not particularly good, and then listened to the sound of the wind.

No meteorite, no sudden death, no assassination, no...

The old man who was sure that he was not "cursed" breathed a sigh of relief, and then a wave of powerless anger welled up in his heart.

Damn it!Could it be that he can only spend the rest of his life in fear all day long under the fear of the Wutiao family's twins? !

The old man thought of how high-spirited he was a few years ago, and now he didn't even dare to take a step out of the house, a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart, his tear glands swelled, the tip of his nose felt sour, and he almost shed tears.

Anyone who sees it will feel sorry for it.

"Is there really no righteous warrior from heaven to take care of him?! Bullying me, a 73-year-old ancient man, like this! Is there any law of heaven! Is there any law of the king!"

There was a crackling sound in the study, and the servants outside just lowered their heads even more when they heard it, as if they didn't dare to have any sense of existence.

Since the promotional video of "My Poké-Dao Magician" came out, the already irritable Patriarch has become even more irritable.

Not to mention just smashing the computer and dropping the mouse, his sweetheart - a special magic tool that has followed him through life and death for decades, was smashed by him.

It's just a lowly person, and it's the best way to be a transparent person in this kind of thing.

"Bring me the spare computer!" In order to "conceal" and "safety" is actually for anonymity, they did not have a group, let alone join a chat room, but used a stupid method.

Computers with special programs and special accounts are placed in the meeting room. They connect their home computers to any computer in the meeting room, and let the computer sit on the table instead of them.

In this way, both the sense of ritual and "safety" are guaranteed.

"Why don't you let me go! All the other kids have gone! So many people on the Internet have gone to see it! I want to go too!"

As soon as the computer was moved in, there was a burst of crying outside the house.

The old man frowned, the original tent was removed as servants came in and out, and the movement outside came to his ears clearly.

"what happened?"

The servant replied in fear, "It's Master Cheju." Zhiting Cheju, who was only six years old, was the youngest child of the Zhiting Patriarch, and also his most talented son.The head of the Zhiting family has always been spoiled and doted on this child. After all, with his talent, he must be the hope of the Zhiting family in the future.

Because it is the Zhiting Cheju, the head of the Zhiting family calmed down, opened the door and walked out: "Cheju, what's the matter? It's impossible for a man to cry because of a trivial matter. You will support the Zhiting family in the future." Even though he said so, Patriarch Naiting's expression was very kind.Not like a strict father, but more like a grandpa with no airs from the previous generation.

"Father, my mother won't let me watch "My Pokémon Sorcerer". I've seen it all. She has a lot of tickets! So many tickets, so why not give me one!"

Patriarch Zhiting suddenly turned dark.

The movie tickets in the hands of Zhiting Cheju's mother were thrown to her by the head of Zhiting's family. It's not that he wants to go to see them because he dislikes integrity, but because he is afraid of Wujo Wu's revenge.

Who knows if that wayward Miko would think that he was provocative just because he threw away the movie tickets he sent him, and then come to blow up the Naitei's house!

Although Gojo Satoru is more likely to find him trouble on the grounds that he "loves walking with his right foot".

"Don't watch! Don't cry!" Patriarch Zhiting slapped his beloved Laozi for the first time, "If you cry again, go to the forbidden place and be locked up!"

So what kind of good movie can "My Pole-Dao Magician" be?red.Demonstrating to them nakedly, in order to arrange a movie, so let this multi-conjurer work as a coolie?So just blow up a small planet?

The layman watches the fun, and the layman watches the doorway.

Ordinary people who joined in the fun only thought that Liben's special effects technology was amazing, but they knew that the magicians and cursers who had nothing to do with special effects were so scared that they could not sleep at night.

Arrogant!Too arrogant!

If you continue to be so arrogant, you will definitely overturn!

Please, 800 million gods, please bless me one day when I close my eyes, I can see the famous scene of Gojo Satoru overturning his car!

I don't know when the wish to recite silently thousands of times a day will come true, but the attack of the bear's magic sound is coming solidly.

"I don't care! I'm going to watch it! Am I not the future head of the Zhiting family? Why can't I watch it when all the other children in the family have watched it?! I am the future head of the family. With my honorable status, I shouldn't Did you see it earlier than everyone else?!"

"And this is a movie that Gojo Satoru personally participated in the production of! Even if I die tomorrow, I must see it today!"

Patriarch Zhiting’s eyes darkened, his body in his 70s was indeed not as good as before, and he was howling from the ear-piercing cry of the magic sound. He didn’t know if it was because “all the other children in the family watched it” or because of his son who had placed high hopes on him. To actually worship Gojo Satoru so much.

"You, you..." Patriarch Zhiting became impatient, picked up his wooden shoes and beat Zhiting Cheju.

The six-year-old was taken aback for a moment, then looked at his father in disbelief, then raised his head and opened his mouth to howl——

"You beat me to death! Anyway, there is no "My Pole-Dao Magician" with the participation of Wujou-sama, I am no different from dead! You beat me to death, and then "My Pole-Dao Magic" Let me burn the Blu-ray of "Master"!"

"—"

Patriarch Zhiting didn't recover from his anger, and fainted due to a stroke.