Gourmet Hunter

[A traveler who is missing something is going to visit, and red-eyed Crow tweets on his left shoulder. 】

[Don’t go out, you have to wait for his arrival. 】

[Don’t forget the etiquette, because Shinigami cares for the rude. 】

[Can’t refuse to answer because Angel needs to know her name. 】

[Can’t agree or refuse, Crow is looking at your baby. 】

This prediction was Neon’s divination for Nostrade.

So this month, Nostrade pulled out and stayed beside her daughter until Luo’s visit.

If it weren’t for the information specified in the prophetic poem that he refrained from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases, otherwise he would at all costs and wipe out any enemies that were 觊觎 Neon.

Luo sat on the sofa, after reading the five lines of poems written on the paper, looked up towards having a long blue hair, neatly refined Neon, and mocked himself: “Do I look like Crow?”

Nostrade pulled his face tightly reserved, and five bodyguards stood silently behind the sofa.

“pu chi.”

Neon suddenly covered her mouth and smiled. She never looked at what she had foretold, but she knew that Luo’s self-deprecation must come from the prophetic poem.

I thought a super bastard would come, but the result is a man with a nice face, which is a little older.

In Neon’s vision Kakuzu, as long as it is a bearded man, it is an old feature.

Crow?

It is something that often appears in unpredictable prophetic poems. Generally speaking, it warns of the coming of calamity. At a certain time and occasion, it is a symbol of calamity.

Nostrade pulled looks at Luo, expressionless on his face, but uneasy in his heart.

Although Luo showed no malicious intention as soon as he entered the door, the initiative was in the hands of the other party.

This was the factor that made him most uncomfortable, and that initiative represented their net worth.

Capital without resistance.

This is the message that Da Zuoyin gave him.

In other words, Security, which he considers to be beyond standard, is like a tiger in the paper in front of this man, which is basically impossible to withstand a single blow.

Nostrade Ra does not consider his bodyguard to be weak, and can only conclude that the opponent is too strong.

Seeing Luo never making a statement, Nostrade finally couldn’t help but asked, “What do you want to confirm? What do you want to do after you confirm?”

“From now until September 9st, Neon’s prophecies written for customers will let me see, and this is what I want to confirm.”

Luo put the paper on which the prophecy was written on the table, and reached out his hand, and the writing on it disappeared instantly.

“Do it obediently, and don’t make any small moves. Only in this way, the thing you don’t want to see will not happen, understand?”

The beard on Nostrade’s lip Kakuzu jerked slightly, and quickly weighed the pros and cons, said solemnly: “I can cooperate with you, but I need to know your motivation.”

“What if I don’t say it?” Luo’s hand pressed against the blank paper, pulling a slightly smiled at Nostrade.

Nostrade’s face turned a bit ugly.

Luo didn’t say anything, but the meaning is clear, that is, you have no capital to talk about conditions.

Even behind five powerful bodyguards can’t give Nostrade any sense of security.

As a bodyguard, Da Zuo Nie and his team of 5 also felt very aggrieved.

But there is no way. In their World, everything is about strength.

Nostrade pulls silent, Luo glances away from him, and falls on the slightly hostile Neon body.

The conversation just made Neon’s fear disappeared.

“Can you fortunetell me?” Luo seemed to have seen a hostile smile in Neon’s eyes.

Neon didn’t even have to think about it, he refused.

“Neon.” Nostrade pulled to know his daughter, knowing she would refuse, and called her name in a harsh tone before she refused, intending to remind her not to be willful.

Neon suddenly turned his head and looked towards Nostrade, just to catch Nostrade’s unquestionable glance, just to stay a moment.

“OK! OK !!”

After a while, she didn’t lose her temper, but agreed unwillingly.

Later, she looked towards Luo, and said ruefully: “Write your name, date of birth, blood type on white paper.”

“Can this be all right?” Luo picked up the erased blank paper.

Seeing that the paper that had been divined by father turned blank, Neon was a little surprised, she not at all saw Luo’s movement to erase the handwriting.

Although surprised by why the handwriting disappeared, she didn’t ask, but said, “No, you can’t use the same sheet of paper for 2 divinations.”

Luo nodded, said, “Give me another one.”

As soon as the voice fell, a maid quickly brought the pen and paper over.

Luo picked up the pen and was about to write the name, hesitated for a while, or wrote [Luo Lie], and then wrote down the year, month, day, and blood type.

After writing, pass the paper to Neon.

Neon took the paper and looked up, muttering, “What a mouthful name.”

Don’t use Nostrade to pull reminders, the bodyguard standing behind the sofa, from the Kakuzu degree of behind, keep the paper information in mind.

Their actions were clearly seen by Luo, and Luo didn’t care about such trivial matters.

After confirming the fortune teller’s information, Neon picked up the pen.

[Angel’s automatic notes]

At that moment, Neon’s right hand arm emerged with a force of mind, and at the same time, Neon’s eyes lost focus.

The mind surged above her arm, and soon formed a bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, with ears like wings of a beast.

The beast’s eyes were closed tightly, and two slender hands held Neon’s palm.

Compared to Angel, morphologically, it is more like a little devil.

Under Angel’s control, Neon’s hand moved unconsciously, driving a ballpoint pen to write on paper.

唰shua…

Luo looked towards the paper, I saw that there was no writing left where the ball-point pen passed, and according to the track of the pen tip, simply was graffiti.

This scene, the Nostrade pull and the others watching.

“What’s going on?” Nostrade was startled, and he saw it for the first time.

Neon didn’t seem to realize this, as she usually does from work to writing, and as Angel disappeared, her godless eyes appeared shiny.

“finished.”

Neon dropped his pen and stretched.

Luo took the white paper and looked at it. With the strength of Neon’s writing, if the ballpoint pen ran out of water, it should leave a white mark.

However, no traces of writing were left on this paper.

“Blank.” Luo flipped the paper over to Neon sitting opposite him.

“I don’t read my own prophetic poem!” Neon double-handed crossed his eyes.

Nostrade pulled the blank piece of paper in his hands, his expression agitated.

“You didn’t write anything,” Luo said.

Neon froze, but did not let go of the double-handed, coldly snorted: “Don’t try to lie to me.”

“He didn’t lie to you,” Nostrade said.

“what?”