The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Kian stared at Charlie dumbfounded as if Charlie was telling him the most bizarre thing ever.

Charlie smiled wickedly and continued, “Also, after the hypnosis, whoever stops you from eating shit, you’ll do anything, even kill yourself, until you eat shit. If you see shit on the road, you must eat it, otherwise, you’ll feel as though you’ll die if you don’t. You’ll try to kill yourself when anyone tries to stop you. This will go on and on for the rest of your life!”

“Hence, that is what your future holds. You will not pursue anything other than eating shit. You will have no interest in money, pleasure, or women. All you would want to do for the rest of your life is to eat shit!”

Kian was a little agitated by Charlie’s remark and said, “Hey, Mr. Wade, do you think I’m stupid? Do you really think I’ll fall for that stupid trick? This is not how you do psychological manipulation! You are no professional!”

Charlie laughed out loud. “I’m not a professional, you say? Haha! I’m an expert! Try and see if you don’t believe me!”

Then, Charlie stretched out his hand and tapped Kian’s forehead…

though his body had been fixated by something invisible. After a few seconds of respite, he opened his eyes wide and murmured anxiously, “Where is shit? Where is shit? I

Charlie’s existence. He turned around and ran toward the dormitory in a hurry, because there was a voice in his brain telling him

and shocking incident then broke out in the dormitory building of Aurous University of Finance

Webb, the popular guy in the university who came from a super-rich family, barged into the toilet and

story of a rich guy bullying

and scooped the stool that the student had

devouring the shit caused the other students who had witnessed it to vomit. They didn’t know

his belly with the shit, and he didn’t even wipe

from a powerful family. He stared at him and asked, suppressing the disgust building inside him, “Mr. Webb, what’s going on? Why

his composure. He felt an extremely disgusting taste in his mouth, so he wiped it and put it under his nose and

had done just now. He didn’t understand why

to rinse his mouth and retched. The warden followed him and asked,

head, his face as pale as a sheet of paper. “What’s going

said, “Boss, just now, you came back from outside, kicked