Knock

The door opened and Amy's mother opened the door.

I saw a boy standing in front of the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hello grandma, my dad is a friend of Uncle Ingilit. Because I just arrived in San Jose, I had no place to live. Uncle Ingilit said, let me stay here for a day, is that okay?"

Moore was carrying a shoulder bag and looking innocent, which was really deceptive.

"Of course, of course, no problem, come in quickly."

Although Amy's mother has a lot of complaints about English.

But she would not spread resentment on one of the people who returned it.

"Thank you grandma." Moore looked sincerely.

In fact, in the supernatural association, there are occasional tasks that require disguising their identities.

Moore will also pretend to be a harmless child.

So for Moore, this level of disguise is easy to capture.

"Child, what's your name?"

"My name is Moore, I am from Los Angeles, and I am here to go to school."

"Do you only stay for one day? If you need it, you can stay here forever."

"Thank you, grandma, no need. I will report to the school tomorrow, and the school will also open the dormitory."

Amy's mother thought about it and it seemed that school was about to start during the summer vacation.

"Well, if you need it, you can come here anytime."

"Are you here alone?"

"This is what I asked myself, I am already an adult."

At this time, Amy's father walked in from outside.

Amy's mother introduced Moore to her husband.

Both of them are old and are very concerned about Moore.

...

When Koran heard something outside the door, he opened the sheet and looked at the door.

Koran saw a strange boy standing at the door.

The strange boy was looking at him with a strange smile.

The boy's eyes seemed to be saying that he knew him.

Colan sat up with the pain.

"Who are you?"

"I was called by your dad." Moore walked into Colan's bedroom with a smile.

Colan looked at Moore in confusion: "My dad? What did he ask you to do?"

"See you."

"Look at me?" Koran's mind was a little messy: "What does it mean?"

"Engelite is afraid that you will go and make trouble, so he asked me to come and see you."

"Oh... are you also a psychic?" Koran's eyes rolled: "Haha, little guy, do you watch me? Do you think you can do it? I think my father thinks you are a burden, so he tricked you here and let me watch you."

"Haha... whatever you think." Moore said without caring at all.

In fact, he didn't care at all, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Since I promised English, I could only accept this task with biting the bullet.

As for what Colan said, is he a burden?

Moore scoffed.

More sat on the swivel chair in front of the desk.

Colan looked at Moore and said provocatively: "Is it a pain point that I've hit? Actually, you know in your heart that you are just a burden."

"You don't understand at all. You don't understand English, you don't understand me, and you don't understand our abilities."

"If I'm leaving now, can you stop me?"

Moore looked at Koran: "You can give it a try."

Koran stood up, but as soon as he stood up, the colic in his abdomen came.

"If I release all my speed, can you catch up with me?"

Moore took out a dagger: "You dare to step out of the room, believe it or not, I will die before you."

Kolan was stunned for a moment: "What did you say just now? Are you wrong?"

"No, I'm serious." Moore looked at Colan seriously.

Immediately afterwards, Moore suddenly turned to his chest once.

Puchi

Blood ejaculated.

Koran looked shocked: "What are you doing? Stop it! You are crazy, you crazy..."

Moore smiled and pulled out the dagger, and Koran looked at Chen Zhao in surprise.

"Is this your ability?"

"That's right, do you want to know what my abilities are?"

Colan thought about it, since this is Moore's ability.

That means he was not injured.

Koran nodded: "I want to."

"You talk to your grandparents and grandma, and then you said to take me out for fun and we will find a place where there is no one."

...

After Coran spoke with his grandfather and grandmother, he took Moore out.

Colan took Moore to the place where he practiced his abilities yesterday.

"Let me see your abilities." Colan said impatiently.

Moore looked at Colan: "It shows my ability when I stand in front of you."

"What's the meaning?"

Suddenly, Moore exploded directly.

For a moment, Corran's eyes were bloody and fuzzy.

Koran opened his mouth wide and looked at the terrifying scene in front of him in astonishment.

Dead? Why is this happening?

What happened?

How do you explain to your grandparents?

How should I explain to my father?

Just when Colan was at a loss.

A voice came: "How is it? Are you scared?"

Colan turned his head and found that Moore was standing behind him at some point.

"You...what the hell is going on?"

"Clan magic, that was my clone just now." Moore said disapprovingly.

At this time, another Moore appeared.

Koran was shocked: "How amazing? Are you sure you aren't twins?"

In Corran's opinion, although his abilities are magical, they are at least not completely unacceptable.

But Moore was able to transform into a completely identical clone, which made him feel incredible.

Colan hasn't been exposed to any magic yet.

I have never experienced the charm and mystery of magic.

For him, any magic can bring surprise and shock.
To be continued...