Always stand with the people and never leave the masses. Revolution can be invincible. The words of the predecessors will not deceive me.

Li Bai didn't even need to move a finger, and the capitalist puppy could immediately let the socialist people experience the iron fist of justice in the vast ocean of the socialist people.

Looking for superiority from the big devil is destined to be covered in dust.

Wells Black ran away in a panic.

He was so angry that he farted, which made him even more annoying, black and smelly, and even the British despise such a thing.

I almost cried, it was so difficult!

Seeing the other party staggering and running away with the smell of stinking smoke, Li Bai sighed, this guy should really be a sign!

If you have gastrointestinal discomfort like this, you should soak some inulin, which is beneficial to the chrysanthemum.

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"Hercules, you have indeed been erased from your memory. I'm sorry, I can't recover it for you."

The four "saints" gathered in the French branch outside Paris. The "saints" who are best at speaking spells, Danish writer Sofia Green looked helpless after carefully checking Hercules Enzo Camillo.

She used her magical diary to give Hercules a blessing for good luck, but it was still useless, and she didn't even react at all.

Sofia Green attended the meeting with the Algerian "saint" Konaubukui, who used all kinds of weird witchcraft, and Inuit "saint" Chuanket (tractor) received news that "hercules" Hercules suddenly lost his memory and rushed to the French branch as soon as possible.

Kona Ukuyi, who was covered in strange runes and ornaments, stumbled a few times on his thick lips and said in a low voice: "It's not a curse!"

He could not find any trace of witchcraft, whether it was black or white witchcraft, nor did he see such a method that could deprive others of their memory without warning, and he was also a "saint" with extraordinary power like Hercules.

"Saints" are the spokespersons representing the Holy Spirit walking in the world. Every move is protected by holy power, and it cannot be invaded by ordinary forces.

If I hadn't seen the video secretly recorded by the prodigy Benny Jackson, a newly added senior member of the French branch, I'm afraid no one would have believed that this was true.

Both "saints" expressed powerlessness.

"I felt an evil soul power once staring at you, Hercules, have you provoked some terrible existence that cannot be provoked?"

The Inuit people have unique insights into the soul. Although the Inuit "saint" Chuanket, who is not good at it, he sensed a trace of vague residual aura in the "Hercules".

Even this trace that would disappear at any time still made his soul feel deeply fear and involuntary trembling.

It is hard to imagine what kind of horror it would be if it were directly faced with the complete existence of this power.

Hercules suddenly shuddered. Although he had lost a memory for no reason, there was still a video that kept his memory for a while.

The oriental woman named Qingyao once glared at her.

"Can't it..."

Chuanket asked, "What did you remember?"

"Probably, maybe, wait!"

Hercules took out his tablet.

Benny Jackson's phone was vented by his violence and was hit by the screen on the spot, but the video file was still there and was quickly copied.

There is a copy in the tablet computer. Click on the video file and dial it to a certain position in the timeline.

Although the memory is lost, there are all human and physical evidence, and there are more than one copy.

Hercules is not so angry now, and in fact he has no important memories. Even if he doesn't pursue it, it doesn't matter, but he feels like he has lost something that he should remember for his whole life.

Is the muse?

What I thought was ridiculous was now hesitant.

"Look!"

Hercules begins playing videos.

Benny Jackson photographed Qingyao's witch snatching the barbecue leg from his hand, and then glared.

"That's it?"

"Witcher" Konaukui felt unbelievable.

Without casting spells, props, or gestures, just a simple glance, Hercules' memory can be smoothed out for a period of time, leaving a strange blank space.

If this is true, the addition of the seven "saints" may not be enough for each other to kill them in one glance!

"Thai and Greek nationality are called witches!"

Hercules used the resources and channels of the "Saints Society" to investigate some information.

"Is Thailand's magic? Southeast Asia's witchcraft may not be without this possibility, it's very weird there!"

Sofia Green couldn't help but believe it a little.

After all, some of the information Hercules investigated was very convincing.

Kona Ukuyi shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I have never seen such a witchcraft, unless it is...unless it is the top hypnosis master."

Speaking of witchcraft, he is a real master. He is not only aware of African witchcraft, but also has many witchcraft in Asia and America, which is completely different from those scammers.

Witchcraft cannot be done, but hypnosis can be done, but hypnosis is not witchcraft, and the two are not the same thing at all.

"Li Bai is good at hypnosis!"

Hercules blurted out.

"He? He is jealous of you snatching his girlfriend and then secretly casting tricks on you, depriving you of this memory? Hahaha, after a long time, it turns out that he is jealous! Hahaha!"

As a writer, "Saint" Sophia Greene completed a logically self-consistent association in a blink of an eye, connecting some of the current information together and forming a story.

"How is that possible?"

Hercules' eyes widened and continued, "Li Bai already has a girlfriend, not Qingyao. If he is jealous, he should raise it in person like a man, rather than making small moves behind his back."

He refused to believe that he was Li Bai's way.

Although the two chatted for a while, the suspicion of launching hypnosis in secret was indeed quite high.

"Who knows! Asians have always had three wives and four concubines. They are both restrained and implicit in their personalities. They like to hide everything in their hearts. They are good at making code words and talking in circles. You are the "Hercules". He is a weak person, and the front is not an opponent. The act of hurting people with a hidden arrow behind them is not surprising at all. I can fully understand such an idea. If it were me, backstabing shouldn't be an easier thing to do?"

With his writer-level professional imagination, Sophia Green once again filled in Li Bai's character content, defining him as a petty little man who could not stand others in touch with his woman. When he could not compete with Hercules, it was completely consistent with common sense to use hypnosis to attack him with hypnosis.

"No, no, he is not a weak person, not like this!"

Hercules shook his head again. He had not been dealing with Li Bai for a long time, but he could feel that the other party was not such a person.

"Can he beat you?"

Every writer is a lever. In addition to writing short compositions, he also likes leverage the most. Sophia Green picked up his arm and raised his chin proudly, showing his strength in the professional field.

“…”

Kona Ukuyi remained silent, and the Inuits were both unable to compete with this woman, so they closed their mouths consciously.

"His power should not be below me."

Hercules Enzo Camillo didn't want to say that he was Hercules, known as the "Hercules". If someone could compete with him in terms of strength, it would have a certain blow to his reputation.

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Even the ability to be proud of cannot gain an advantage. This "saint" position may not be able to sit steadily.

“…”

Sophia Green was stunned.

"You mean the hypnosis master is not weaker than you?"

Kona Ukuyi felt a little unbelievable.

The abilities that "saints" possess are rare among humans, but they are not hot dog stalls on the street, and can be seen everywhere.

If it weren't for this, the "Saints Association" would not have only seven "Saints" to this day, and there are still six seats left empty, not even qualified candidates to watch.

Now it is really incredible to say such words from Hercules himself.

The Inuit said in a very straightforward manner: "We want another 'saint'?"

"He became a member today, we are not ready yet!"

Although the Saints Association really hopes that all the thirteen "saints" thrones can have their own masters, Sophia Green does not think that anyone can be their companions at will.

"I'll talk about this later!"

Konawuku had reservations and had no intention of participating in such a dispute.

The people with extraordinary power in the world are not only "saints" of the "saints", but not all extraordinary people are qualified to be one of the thirteen "saints". "So, Li Bai will not be jealous, nor will he lie to me, I believe him!"

Once Hercules identified the person, he would not easily doubt it, although he was not stupid.

"You will be cheated for the second time, Hercules!"

Sophia was very disappointed with this guy who had more muscle than his brain.

Anyway, the blame was put on Li Bai.

"I believe him!"

Hercules was unshakable.

“Does a new 'saint' need to be considered?”

Both sides and vertically, the topic of "saints" has been mentioned by the tractor (Trönköt, the Inuit), and the Algerian wizard "saint" Konaukuyi has established a new topic.

"Okay! Since you have already talked about this, let's have a good chat. There are now four candidates, Mrs. Slan, Mrs. Nikola Sergeevich, Palestinian Bar, Hanuman, Indian, and Jackal, tell me what you think."

Sophia no longer struggles with who lost Hercules' memory. It is enough to lock in the most likely suspect now, so be careful next time.

After all, hypnosis also has its own limitations and is not omnipotent. Once you are prepared, such things will not happen again.

And now, there are more important things.

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Chapter completed!