"Let him go!"
Joey's eyes were spitting fire, and he was about to take action, but found that his body could not move, and Wayne smiled jokingly.
Sure enough, in front of people with high rankings, he was powerless to fight back. Fear, palpitations, and nervousness filled his body.
After the panic, Joey calmed down. Since the other party did not take action at the first time, he chose to approach him as the Survey Corps.
That means that the other party has other motives. Since he has an agenda, there is still room for negotiation.
He looked at the other party with a serious expression, and then spoke calmly. The more times like this, the less likely he is to let the other party see the flaws.
"What is your purpose? I think we can have a good talk."
"Yes, you are very knowledgeable." Wayne Shiran let go of Tony's hand and nodded appreciatively.
"Mr. Wayne, you should know that in your hands, there is no possibility for me to escape." Joey looked directly at the opponent, showing weakness to the enemy.
After discovering that he was able to move, he quickly checked Tony's injuries. When he saw that he was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wayne with a wry smile.
"A little person like me, I don't know why, would bother a Sequence 8 transcendent to come to my door."
Wayne smiled and said nothing, his eyes wandered around the cabin, and then he said leisurely:
"Actually, you have to thank Katrin, because of her, we found you."
There was no joy or sadness on Joey's face, no expression at all, but in his heart he was gnashing his teeth with hatred.
She shouldn't have been saved in the first place!
"Okay, Mr. Creevey, now tell me where is Keen?"
Sure enough, not everyone is a big-breasted and brainless person like Katrin. Countless thoughts popped up in Joey's mind.
In the end, they were all rejected one by one. The person in front of them was not an official. They would not have any scruples. If they did not get the answer they wanted, the consequences would be serious.
Keen is just a Sequence Nine barrier master, and he seems to be very important to their organization?
No, maybe the important thing is not Keen, but the sacrifice, the Onyx Insect King.
These people had no way of knowing what happened inside the entire Carson Mine, and naturally they didn't know whether Keen was alive or dead. They probably thought he had escaped.
As the only survivor of the entire incident, without Katrin's betrayal, these people might not be able to find him. Even if they could find him, they wouldn't know for a long time. In a word, Katrin should die.
We can’t directly tell Keane’s true situation!
Thinking of this, Joey suddenly made a fist with his right hand, hanging it on his left chest, and bent his body at 90 degrees.
"May glory shine upon the earth, and may there be no more sorrow in the world, my Lord, Amen."
"You are my disciple" Wayne looked at Joey in surprise.
"Yes, otherwise how could I, an ordinary person, escape from the hands of Lord Keen?"
Joey thought that doing so was perfect.
Unexpectedly, Wayne sneered jokingly:
“Excellent performance”
Joey swore the prayer without hesitation, and then answered sincerely: "Sir Wayne, I didn't lie."
In order to further prove his loyalty, Joey told almost all the details of Keen's sacrifice and concealed the accident that happened later. He only said that after the completion of Keen's ceremony, there seemed to be something wrong with his body.
From Joey's narrative point of view, he is completely on the same side as Keane, and even adds some drama.
For example, instead of killing Katrin, let him pretend to be the savior to gain Katrin's trust.
Wayne listened quietly, chuckled softly, and spoke slowly:
"None of this matters"
As he spoke, he clapped his hands, stood up, and took out a glass bottle from his arms. Inside was a red spider.
"The important thing is that I have to deal with the boss. This little cutie is called the Nightmare Spider. It can extract the memories in your brain, the most realistic kind."
He smiled sinisterly, with a strange expression, as if he was suppressing some kind of madness.
"Mr. Creevey, our Lord will protect you, don't resist, and don't make it difficult for me, you know?"
"Do I have a choice?" Joey asked.
I want to choose to kill your whole family, you fucking curly baboons.
Are you really unlucky today?
Wait, Alyssa, what is she doing?
In a daze, wherever she looked, Alyssa was sneakily hiding behind the cabinet, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, as if preparing for a sneak attack.
Please, sister, you are being barbaric! Sneak attack on the extraordinary, are you kidding!
To be honest, Joey had had this idea before, but after being restrained by the other party's inexplicable ability, he knew that he was probably going to end it today.
Now we can only hope that one can escape.
He nodded without hesitation and said sincerely:
"Okay, come on"
Retrieving memories is a beautiful idea.
Joey has already thought of a way to deal with it. The name of the true God is taboo, cannot be spoken, and cannot look directly at God.
Extract my memory, then let you see enough.
Wayne nodded, patted Joey's shoulder appreciatively, and wanted to put the spider on top of his head.
"ah!"
The spider is not big, but it looks very ugly, with countless bright red eyeballs on its head.
Joey took several steps back and accidentally bumped into a cabinet on the side. The cabinet tipped backwards, blocking Alyssa from behind.
She shouted deliberately loudly to cover up Alyssa's voice.
Wayne seemed to enjoy watching people's scared expressions and laughed from the sidelines.
Taking advantage of this gap, Joey whispered: "Alyssa, hide it"
"Phew!" Joey covered his chest and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, Mr. Wayne, I have been afraid of spiders since I was a child."
Wayne seemed to have found a very interesting toy. He slowly walked up to Joey and waved the spider in front of him.
"This little guy is so cute, isn't he?"
"Yes sir!" Joey responded dully.
When the spider is placed on the top of the head, there is no pain as expected, but a very comfortable cooling feeling.
Gradually, his consciousness began to blur, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and slowly, Joey found that his consciousness was separated from his body.
When he came back to his senses, he was in an endless darkness. Above his head was a huge spider with eight legs, like eight giant pillars.
It opened its mouth, and countless fangs popped out. On its head, countless eyeballs were spinning, and then all of their eyes turned to Joey.
He was now standing in front of the spider, like a little ant that would fall apart with just a breath.
Countless spider threads wrapped him into a rice dumpling, and a stinging sensation came over him, and he felt like something was being pulled away from his brain.
"You want to take away my memory, right?"
"Then I'll let you see enough!"
Joey no longer resisted, but completely relaxed his mind. Suddenly, there was a sound of waves, and as the sound fell, countless crazy murmurs followed.
Just for a moment, the big spider, who had been extremely arrogant just now, froze on the spot, and then began to tremble all over.
With his goal achieved, Joey quickly cut off contact with Gray Mist.
The spider threads that bound the conscious body were slowly loosened. At this time, the big spider was like an obedient kitten, stuck in place, motionless.
Joey was very satisfied with the effect, then thought about it, started to compile a memory and threw it over.
His consciousness returned to reality, and he looked confused.
Wayne smiled as he removed the spider and replaced it in the glass bottle.
Just as Joey was breathing a sigh of relief, a gunshot suddenly rang out.
Wayne's gloomy voice then came: "Good night, Mr. Creevey!"
