Looking at the long trail of blood along the way, a flicker of annoyance passed through Adams' eyes. Reluctantly, he picked up a mop and began to clean.
Two hours later, after ensuring no trace of blood was left, Adams returned to the room, gasping for breath.
"I must be crazy. What if this person still wants to kill me?"
Thinking of this, a chill ran through Adams' heart, and he hurriedly found pepper spray and an electric baton, gaining a slight sense of security.
"To make those people believe me, how can it be done without a miracle? This is a real miracle."
Looking at the person lying unconscious on the floor, a peculiar light flashed in Adams' eyes.
Now is different from before; casually performing a Blinding Method magic trick is no longer enough to deceive believers into joining the cult.
People are much smarter these days, especially in the internet era, where any information can be looked up.
