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Simon had the barrel of the revolver between his teeth, and his eyes had changed from anger to astonishment.

While the other party might be able to find some surviving documents about his father's name through certain channels amidst the chaos of the Mexican government, the manner of his father's death is something only he himself remembers.

In Mexico, no one remembers how or why a humble street psychic died.

Apart from his family.

The fact that the other party could say all this so accurately was simply... simply unbelievable, as if they truly possessed supernatural power.

Wayne thrust the gun barrel forward, pushing it further down Simon's throat, then hooked Simon's head, guiding him to lie face down on the long wooden dining table.

Simon could only vaguely smell the sour stench of a homeless man coming from the gun barrel in his mouth, but at this moment he had no time to care about such things.

Seeing their boss being poked at with a gun, the surrounding gang members were all stunned, but none of them dared to point their guns at Wayne again.

"Relax, relax! Hey bro, do you know what terrible things will happen if you kill the boss?! Don't do it!" Tattooed Dick rushed forward, frantically waving his hands at Wayne to stop him from acting impulsively.

His head was about to explode.

Unlike Juan, a local, Simon Cervantes came from the Zeta headquarters in Mexico.

If he dies here, the streets of Seattle could be stained with blood.

At the very least, all of them, the Seta members in Seattle, will be purged.

At this moment, Tattooed Dick's biggest regret was that he had led his men to find Wayne in the first place.

They initially thought the other party was just a homeless man they could easily bully, but who would have thought he would be so vicious.

Having spent many years on the streets and frequently practicing shooting, Tattooed Dick could tell from the speed at which the other person drew their gun that they were definitely a skilled marksman.

It surpassed almost everyone else present.

Not to mention, he was the one who stopped the bodyguard from searching Wayne... Damn it, where did he get the gun from?!

Wayne shook his head and said to Simon:

"Simon, good boy, make them leave all the guns on the table."

Simon Cervantes had a gun barrel in his mouth and his head was pressed against the table; he could only communicate with his eyes.

The surrounding gang members had no choice but to comply, taking off their guns and placing them on the table.

After they finished doing all this, Wayne nodded slightly and said:

"very good……"

Then he looked into Simon's eyes and slowly said:

"Your eyes and noses... really look alike."

Upon hearing this, Simon Cervantes shuddered again, suddenly recalling the vague image of his father in his memory.

The same hooked nose and deep-set eyes.

Could it be that Wayne really saw his father's ghost?

His father's death made him completely stop believing in voodoo and spiritism, but now he is wavering again.

Wayne sighed, his eyes filled with pity. He raised his left hand and gently stroked Simon's hair, then placed his hand on the top of Simon's head, speaking in a fatherly tone:

"Ruben has returned to Bondier's embrace, which is why I was able to see him in the psychic remembrance... The one he can't let go of the most is you, little Simon..."

Immediately afterward, Wayne frowned, looked at the air beside him, and said to the air in a somewhat helpless tone:

"Ruben, my friend, you know that doing this violates... well, well, since you put it that way, I understand a father's feelings..."

Wayne then turned to Simon and said:

"You have been corrupted by evil spirits, and I promised Ruben that I would exorcise them for you."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes and began to murmur in a low voice.

"In the name of Bondier, in the name of Ruben Cervantes, in my name, may the suffering souls before us be redeemed, and may evil spirits be banished!"

Simon Cervantes was completely bewildered and shocked. He couldn't understand what was happening after hearing what the other person had said.

In that instant, he suddenly felt a warm current surge from the other person's palm on his head, as if a warm spring was flowing into his brain from the top of his head and then beginning to flow up his spine.

It was a warm, cozy feeling, as if I had returned to my mother's womb and was immersed in amniotic fluid.

Even with the barrel of a revolver in his mouth, Simon still wore an expression of extreme comfort.

At that moment, he was horrified to discover that the headache that had plagued him for years, which only provided temporary relief when he prayed to his father, had simply disappeared!

Sleepiness.

A wave of drowsiness washed over him, as if his body, after so many years, was finally given a chance to rest.

Under the [Basic Witch Doctor] skill, Wayne could clearly sense that Simon's mind was in complete turmoil.

That was clearly the nerve that was causing the problem.

Witnessing his father's tragic death and the fearful life he experienced on the streets during his childhood severely affected his brain, which explains why he suffers from headaches and difficulty falling asleep.

Wayne immediately activated his [Basic Witch Doctor] ability to perform a simple repair on that part of Simon's brain.

While not enough to restore Simon to a healthy, normal state, his condition has improved by about 70-80%.

At least he can fall asleep normally on his own now.

And my headache has become much milder.

Compared to before, it's almost as if it doesn't hurt at all.

He could see that Simon's eyes gradually became much clearer, and his original madness disappeared.

Clearly, the [Basic Witch Doctor]'s treatment worked.

After doing all this, to Simon's astonishment, Wayne pulled the revolver from his mouth and then shoved it into Simon's hand.

Pressing the gun against his chest, Wayne spoke calmly, his eyes filled with pity:

"Alright, my child, I have fulfilled Ruben's last wish. Bondier will protect you. Now, do what you want."

Feeling the cold metallic touch of the gun in his hand, Simon once again went from shock to bewilderment.

He could feel that the safety on the revolver was off, and it was ready to fire at any moment.

In other words, he could now simply fire a shot through the heart, leaving this medium named Wayne utterly dead.

Why would the other party do this when they clearly have complete control?

Is he really not afraid of death?

As if seeing through Simon's thoughts, Wayne smiled and said:

"Shoot, child, Bondiye is protecting me, and I can't wait to return to his embrace, perhaps to see Ruben again."

Simon's hand holding the gun trembled suddenly.

Only he knew the cause of his father's death, the manner of his death, the sudden cure of the headaches that had plagued him for many years, and how the other person treated death as a return...

All of this caused his long-buried memories to resurface, reminding him of the words his father had spoken when he was a child.

About Bondiye, about voodoo, about psychic abilities, about animism, about resurrected corpses...

He abruptly raised his head, looked at Wayne, and asked:

"My father...is there anything he wants to say to me?"

Wayne smiled and said sincerely:

"He said, 'Don't cry for him, little Simon.'"

These were the last words Simon's father said to him before he died.

Don't cry.

Simon could no longer withstand the mental shock. Countless fragments of memories surged into his mind, and he could no longer hold the gun in his hand, which slipped straight to the ground.

He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Father……"

Wayne, with a look of pity on his face, stepped forward and embraced Simon, who was kneeling on the ground, gently patting his shoulder and sighing:

"Good boy."

Your skill, Bard Performance, has been improved (Advanced 27% + 1%).

Your pistol skills have been improved (Specialization 20% + 2%).

Your basic Witch Doctor skill has been improved (Specialization 32% + 1%).

Your title, Voodoo Medium, has been upgraded (85% + 5%).

[Experience points +3]