Seeing the reaction of Casey, Ewing immediately said with a smile, "I'm Ewing. Could it be that you can't recognize me?"
Casey looked at Ewing up and down again, saying, "You look the same as Ewing, but I'm sure that you're not the Ewing who came to me in the afternoon."
Ewing kept silent for a while. Then he laughed wildly. He suddenly put on a murderous look, no longer hiding the fact that he was a bloodthirsty man.
"Unexpectedly, you should find it out. Ewing, son of a bitch, pretends to be a gentleman at ordinary times. It's really hard to pretend to be him. I just pretended to be him for a while just now, but I feel so sick." Ewing spoke.
Casey frowned. Judging from some details, the person in front of him now had exactly the same appearance as Ewing. It seemed that they were the same person.
But this person's personality was completely different from that of the person he met in the afternoon, which made him feel a little confused.
"If you're not Ewing, Who are you? Why do you look exactly the same as Ewing?" Casey asked.
"Ewing" smiled and said, "I'm Ewing, but I'm also not that Ewing. The reason why I look the same as him is that we share the same body. Sometimes, it's him that controls this body while other times it's me that control this body."
Casey was stunned and thought of a mental disease.
Multiple personalities.
No wonder Conway reminded him that Ewing was a mad man and that he should guard against Ewing when he was in No. 5 Prison. If Ewing really had multiple personalities, then Ewing was a mad man in the scientific sense.
The top expert in fighting on List of Malicious People should be one who had multiple personalities. When one personality dominated his body, he was gentle and elegant; when another personality dominated his body, he was violent and crazy. It was the first time for Casey to run into such a person.
"I think you should go to see a doctor." Casey spoke.
"Ewing" immediately sneered and said, "Sooner or later, I'll kill him. This damn guy has stopped me from doing many things. However, it's getting more and more difficult for him to dominate the body. Soon, I'll own this body. At that time, I'll celebrate it by killing all the prisoners here."
"Fella, isn't it that you want to have a fight with me? I'm as powerful as that guy. As long as you help me to get the key, I'll have a fight with you. Besides, as a reward, I won't kill you. How about that?"
Casey smiled and said, "No, I won't agree with it. I didn't anticipate that Ewing should have multiple personalities. Compared with you, I would rather have a fight with Ewing that has the other personality."
"Ewing" immediately became a little crazy. Both of his arms trembled, making the iron chains tinkle.
"You're stupid. Sooner or later, I'll kill that guy. And I'm the owner of this body. Even if you don't help me, I'll figure out a way to get the key. At that time, I'll let you die a terrible death!" "Ewing" said while gritting his teeth.
"As you please." Casey turned around and was about to leave. He knew that it was useless to argue with a mad man.
"Ewing" wanted to stop Casey at once. Right at this moment, there was suddenly a painful expression on his face. He secretly cursed, "Damn it. You should try to control the body. Didn't we agree that you control the body in the daytime while I control the body in the evening?"
Casey turned around. Ewing, a person, played two roles and struggled. And it was at night. Casey watched him, feeling that it was a little weird.
Before long, Ewing no longer moved. It seemed that neither of the two personalities had succeeded in controlling the boy. As a result, Ewing fainted and fell directly to the ground.
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