Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2335 List (Seventeen)
Only by determining what the other party truly wants can you genuinely offer help.

Based on the conditions for achieving containment this time, this is undoubtedly the core content of the operation.

And it must be said, the old man really does look different.

As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, their emotions run wild and unrestrained.

Characters who possess superhuman powers might normally be intimidated by the Night Watchers' tyranny and dare not act recklessly.

Now that people are about to die, the threat in this regard seems much weaker.

In this situation, it wouldn't be surprising if they didn't use their supernatural powers unless absolutely necessary, rushed straight to Lucy's house, and even engaged in an R-rated scene.

As a result, without even using a gun, he managed to stabilize the situation for the old man, who didn't even seem to care about being knocked to the ground by the door. He sat for a while and then left.

From that moment on, Fu Qian was amazed by this mindset.

So much so that when Carton later came up with the idea of ​​"reflection," he immediately realized that the opportunity to test it had arrived.

The result was that the old man was indeed very low-key.

I don't quite understand what you mean.

Even now, they seem to be persisting.

Faced with the overly direct question, after a long silence, Katon still shook his head with complicated emotions.

This isn't the only bad news. It's easy for Fu Qian to observe that while speaking, the person's body is adopting some kind of attack stance.

The number of rings from a mid-level transcendent being was already rapidly increasing, ready to tear him to shreds at any moment.

"It's okay, you see he wouldn't understand anyway."

In this situation, Fu Qian showed an amazingly easygoing attitude with a smile. Not only did he not insist, but he even changed the topic back to the store manager outside the door.

"Please come in, don't be shy."

Facing the person involved, who was almost trembling, he gestured with the gun barrel and extended the invitation again.

……

"I'm sorry... You can do whatever you want, just don't kill me..."

After being reminded once again, the plaid shirt store manager seemed to finally realize the truth.

Despite the abyss of despair before her, she trembled but ultimately lacked the courage to escape, instead slowly inching her way into the shop.

As he prayed, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Carton's chest.

What clearly terrified him was not only the fact that guns could kill people, but also the fact that people couldn't be killed by guns.

The conversation between the two men just now was quite frank, making it easy to understand that in front of them, besides vicious thugs, there was also a true superman.

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Noticing the store manager's actions, he naturally offered a word of comfort before paying.

Although the bleeding had not completely stopped, he was still very certain of that.

On the one hand, it was based on his understanding of intermediate-level extraordinary physiques; on the other hand, specifically regarding Grandpa Katon, Fu Qian believed that even if he were shot in the head, he wouldn't die.

The reason is simple: if a headshot means death, then it's highly unlikely that the gun will end up in one's hands.

You'd better take care of yourself first.

After offering his advice, Fu Qian gave a further reminder and then stood up and walked around to the outside of the counter.

Pfft!
The moment the exquisitely carved gun barrel was pressed against the back of the shopkeeper's head, the latter collapsed to his knees, too weak to even utter a sound of begging for mercy.

"What's your name?"

Unfortunately, Fu Qian did not approve his laziness and continued to ask questions.

“Ray…Raymond…”

Despite the fear of death, the shop manager, panting heavily, still managed to give an answer.

"Very well, Raymond, you're going to die now."

Although this cooperation did not earn him any mercy, the armed thug casually announced his fate. "Anything you want to do?"

Although it also gave me a chance to cast a deathrattle.

……

Raymond's brain was working, even if he didn't want to.

The special thing about the concept of death is that almost everyone wants to avoid facing it, yet can't help but imagine it.

Even at this moment, it wasn't just him who was thinking hard; Kardon, sitting next to the counter, was doing the same.

Besides having just drunk coffee to perk himself up, the questions he was asked beforehand were also very relatable to him – almost like being asked directly.

"Can't remember? Or do you need to make a list?"

Although on the surface Fu Qian was still focused on communicating with Raymond and expressed his dissatisfaction with the latter's silence.

"I……"

Unfortunately, even with this murderous aura helping him, Raymond still seemed to be struggling to think things through.

"Your attitude towards customers is not good."

Instead of continuing with pointless threats, Fu Qian calmly helped him recall the past.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, I was just in a bad mood at the time—"

The prompt was so specific that it clearly triggered his memories. Raymond hurriedly apologized and even tried to explain his terrible attitude at the time.

"You don't like your job?"

Before paying, he did not directly refuse the apology.

"Yes... there's nothing worse than this..."

Perhaps due to extreme emotional turmoil, Raymond, while acknowledging Fu Qian's statement, even went so far as to vent his emotions in a somewhat unrestrained manner.

"Indeed... your coffee is terrible, so what are you trying to do?"

The conversation was going smoothly, and Fu Qian seemed pleased, asking the same question again.

Ok……

Unfortunately, Raymond got stuck again.

"I...I don't know...I can't remember..."

And after realizing he was stuck, he started shaking even more violently.

……

This is right.

Little did they know that, for those who came before, this answer was actually more readily accepted.

In fact, if you pay more attention to your surroundings, you will find that it is human nature to dislike one's own life, which makes people irritable, restless, and even aggressive.

What's interesting is that when you've been immersed in this aversion for long enough, you'll find it just as difficult to answer when asked "what do you want?"

Therefore, if Raymond could easily give the answer, Fu Qian would doubt its authenticity.

click!
Of course, this did not prevent him from raising the hammer the next moment, and Raymond, with his eyes closed, shook the sweat from his face onto the ground.

"It's okay. People often need some advice at this time. Would you like to hear my opinion?"

However, Fu did not fire the shot; instead, his tone softened.

"You are doing really bad things, and you are really bad at them, so you can't find anything you can do that isn't bad."

The following comments were quite a tongue twister, and Raymond seemed a little dizzy, so much so that he forgot to admit that Fu Qian was right.

"But there is one thing you can do: buy a bag of the best coffee beans and keep it there."

Fortunately, he didn't have the quirk of always demanding applause before speaking, and he continued to offer guidance on life.

“If anyone named Bernard or Loretta happens to pass by, buy them a drink.”