“I was almost discovered!”

In a tavern several kilometers away, Su Luo rubbed his head.

When controlling the Yaksha Talisman, it's like having an extra incarnation, which is quite interesting.

The only drawback was that it was so exhausting that he felt dizzy after a while.

After drinking a sip of tea, he planned to take a short rest before going to play with Secretary Liang.

Forty years of Taoist practice cannot be considered too profound, and the Yaksha ghost he created is not strong enough. It is likely to be reduced to ashes if hit by a boy's urine.

But Su Luo had observed earlier that Secretary Liang had obviously been drained of his body by alcohol and sex. All it took was for the three Yaksha ghosts to take turns blowing evil spirits at him, and his body would completely collapse, and he would die in fear and despair.

…

While Su Luo was rubbing his head and drinking tea slowly, Harry Osborn was holding the wine glass, looking at the emerald green wine, and fell into hesitation.

The glass of wine was given to him by his good friend Peter.

Peter is his best friend and they are like brothers.

However, when Peter told him that his father was researching an evil potion that would give birth to a second personality and turn him into the destructive Green Goblin, he thought it was a fantasy.

It was not until the other party demonstrated extraordinary spider-like abilities that he believed it 80%.

Spider-Man, who has been the talk of the town in New York City these days, is actually his good friend!

Even so, he was not happy when his best friend subtly hinted that he should be wary of his father.

Even though his father had always been very strict with him, his respect for his father had never changed.

Peter's words finally wavered him, so he secretly followed his father and discovered the secret.

The hideous flight suits, blades, bombs and other items in the secret room don't look like the collection of a good person.

The crazy scene of his father talking to himself in the mirror frightened him even more.

"Could it be that my father is really not a good person?"

"No, he must be under too much pressure..."

All sorts of thoughts raced through Harry's mind.

In fact, such entanglement and contradiction have been going on for some time.

Harry felt that his father was not a bad person, but what he saw and heard seemed to contradict that.

It seems that my father already has the embryonic form of another negative personality.

Taking a deep breath, Harry looked down at the glass in his hand.

This is the key at the moment!

After drinking this glass of wine, you can obtain a physique that surpasses that of ordinary people without any side effects, and even cover up family genetic diseases.

Harry found his friend's words incredible.

But when he thought about the other party's other identity and his father's matter, he felt that it couldn't be fake.

Give it to his father, or drink it himself? Harry didn't hesitate.

I don't feel comfortable giving this glass of wine, which has an unknown origin, to my father, not to mention whether he would drink it.

"Peter said that this wine was improved using that evil human enhancer. If it really works, I can get a copy for my father!" Harry thought to himself.

"And the mysterious tavern he mentioned, I hope it's true!"

Standing in front of the huge French window, Harry looked out at the garden below and put the wine glass to his lips.

Just then, a black car drove into the door and its headlights shone over here.

He knew his father was in the car.

There have been some problems in the company recently and my father is in a bad mood.

After secretly following his father, he knew everything about the matter.

“If this glass of wine really works, will it reverse the company’s crisis?”

Harry raised his head and drank the wine in his hand.

A sudden feeling of heat came over Harry, causing him to frown involuntarily and press against the wall.

Soon, the heat turned into a tingling sensation, as if thousands of ants were biting him inside his body.

Just as he was about to hold back a groan, the feeling receded like the tide.

Before he knew it, Harry was covered in sweat.

"This glass of wine has such a strong aftereffect, could it be poisonous?"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and suddenly noticed something was wrong in front of him.

Where did this sunken handprint on the wall come from?

He had an idea and tried to punch the wall.

Obviously he didn't use much force in this punch, but with a "bang", a crack appeared on the wall.

He blinked in surprise and re-examined his body.

…

In the dark bedroom, only intermittent snoring could be heard.

Secretary Liang, who was already fast asleep, had a frown on his face and sweat dripping down his forehead, obviously having a nightmare.

He dreamed that he was being chased by evil spirits.

When he finally shook off the evil ghost and hid in a secret cave, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Turning his head, he met a pair of scarlet eyes.

It turned out to be the evil ghost lying on his shoulder and blowing towards his neck.

Goose bumps instantly covered his whole body and Secretary Liang woke up with a scream.

"What are you doing?" The wife next to him was woken up and muttered in dissatisfaction.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Secretary Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be a dream.

Suddenly, he felt a little cold on his neck.

Could it be that the door was not closed properly and the wind was coming in?

He turned his head in confusion and saw a face with fangs.

The thing had a blood-red tongue and was blowing air at him, which felt cold when it hit his face.

Secretary Liang’s expression froze instantly, and then his whole body began to tremble.

Ghost, it’s really a ghost!

The ghost came closer and closer to him, and Liang Zhishu was so scared that his face turned pale and he dared not move.

His mind was blank, he felt that he was going to die here today, and all his body functions were out of control.

Suddenly, he heard his wife's heavenly voice.

"Lao Liang, how come you peed your pants when you are in your forties!"

Hearing some rustling sounds nearby, he felt his wife stand up.

The evil ghost in front seemed to be afraid, and suddenly shrank back and disappeared in an instant.

Secretary Liang's whole body went limp, he suddenly lost all strength and collapsed on the bed.

The wife then realized something was wrong and asked, "Lao Liang, what's wrong with you?"

"I'll call an ambulance for you!"

Secretary Liang barely managed to muster up some strength and said, "No!"

"Are you okay? What happened?" The wife got out of bed and turned on the light.

Secretary Liang felt much better when he felt the light appear in the room.

"I've seen a ghost!" He spoke after a long while.

The wife was shocked: "Don't be ridiculous, there are no ghosts in this world!"

Secretary Liang showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "In our home!"

His wife screamed "Ah" and crawled into the bed, which scared Secretary Liang so much that he started screaming too.

After shouting for a while, the two realized that it was an illusion.

"I think you've done too many bad things, so you dream about ghosts!" The wife accidentally peed on her face and said angrily, "Why are you so timid and do so many bad things!"

"What do you know!" Secretary Liang was angry, "I'm too lazy to tell you!"

He also felt that he might be overthinking it.

However, not long after falling asleep, Secretary Liang dreamed that he was being attacked by a fierce ghost and felt a cold air blowing on his neck.

He managed to hold on until the next morning, feeling so sore all over that he couldn't even get out of bed.

Then the sound of ambulance sounded in the town.

…

(End of this chapter)