Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Wu Lai's forehead was flashing with imprints, and he could see the entire wooden house in front of him. At this moment, the three members of the Green Mist Squad were running around in the room like headless flies, while a slovenly, long-haired fatty was shuttling back and forth between the three of them. It was as if he was taking a stroll in the park, but the three of them seemed to be unable to see him. The pistol he was talking about was also shooting at places that should not have been opened fire.    

What's going on? Could it be that the three of them had been bewitched? A possibility flashed through Wu Lai's mind. If they had been affected mentally, it was possible that such a thing had happened.    

Simply put, the three of them were hallucinating.    

This smell was...    

Wu Lai sniffed and a delicate fragrance entered his nose. The moment he asked about the smell, he immediately understood why these people could not see this fatty.    

He looked around the wooden houses. When he saw the blooming horn flowers, he was even more sure of his judgment.    

"Little magic doctor Wu Lai, what happened immediately?" Kuisheng was stunned when he heard the gunshots. He quickly asked Wu Lai, who was frowning beside him.    

"You wait outside to prevent anyone from coming out. Also, stay away, don't breathe too loudly!" Wu Lai said and rushed into the wooden house.    

"Who is it?"    

The moment he rushed into the wooden house, Shi Xingwen pointed the gun in his hand in Wu Lai's direction.    

When he saw Wu Lai enter, the fat man had a smile on his face as if he had gotten what he wanted.    

Three black muzzles were aimed at Wu Lai just like that.    

"I said, I will kill you. I will make you die an ugly death. How dare you attack Fei Fei? How dare you steal my woman? You are dead meat!" The fat man kept talking to himself, and as he spoke, as if he was guiding them, the three members of the Green Mist team shouted at the same time. "Don't move! Come with us!"    

"What a great Mandala." Wu Lai vigilantly looked at the three people on the other side. He did not act rashly, but spoke to Fatty on the other side.    

Seeing that Wu Lai actually knew where he was, the fatty was stunned for a moment. Clearly, he was a little surprised.    

"The fragrance of the blooming Mandala outside the wooden house is really too strong." Wu Lai continued to say, "The fragrance of the Datura is not only tempting, but also has a good hallucinatory effect."    

As he spoke, Wu Lai's body suddenly split into three. Three Wu Lai appeared behind the three members of Qing Lan's team and knocked them. All three of them fell to the ground and lost consciousness.    

"If we walked step by step, perhaps there wouldn't be any problem. However, the three of them rushed over as fast as they could. In the process, they had always been breathing heavily, to the point that after the three of them entered... Their minds are no longer clear. " Wu Lai looked at the long-haired, slovenly fatty over there and could not help but cover his nose.    

Not only could he smell the Mandara Flower's fragrance, he could also smell the thick rotten smell on this fellow's body!    

This was probably because he had not bathed for a month, right?    

"You're actually fine... No, this is the power that God bestowed upon me. I want to use it to protect Fei Fei and use it to punish you bastards!" The fatty had a crazy look on his face as he charged towards Wu Lai!    

His speed was so fast!    

Even Wu Lai was shocked. No one could associate this speed with this fat man in front of him. If it was in the Olympics, Bolt would have to admit defeat, right?