Sareen came up, and Bruna sat on her shoulder.
Always afraid of his sister, Saab how dare to reply, a submissive appearance.
After making Saab low-key with practical actions, sarin suddenly looks at Bukhara, who is slightly stiff and carefully puts the snacks back to the table.
Instead of speaking, sarin moved her eyes towards the bookshelf.
Bukhara could not help but look at the bookshelf area. All kinds of books were scattered in disorder, which was a familiar scene.
Immediately, with a wry smile, he went to the bookshelf honestly, ready to put the scattered books away.
Sarin's style of acting like a big sister has made wojin, Xinchang and menqi converge a lot subconsciously.
Bisky continued to look at the magazine of fancy men as if no one else. Before Luo came back, he could only use this kind of thing to kill time.
"Maggie."
Brune's tentacles are slightly pushed away from sarin's shoulder and float to March.
The big black eyes showed the joy of reunion.
"Bruna."
Maggie reaches out and hugs Brune gently, then lets Brune stand on her shoulders.
"Long time no see. How are you?"
Brune said hello in a soft voice.
"Well, your lingua franca is becoming more and more standard." March stroked Brune's smooth, cool body and gave her a smile.
"It's not just a lingua franca. I have 120 languages now." Brune said softly.
After hearing Brune's words, the expressions of Maggie, wojin, Xinchang and menqi are as follows.
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What is this?
Wojin and Xinchang were shocked and thought silently.
Menqi is the first time to make a judgment: This is not food.
After a short silence, Xinchang Haoqi said, "Maggie, who is she?"
"Luo's friend, Bruna, is a resident of crabs on rocky island. Her hometown is in the dark continent." Maggie replied.
"The dark continent is the place that Luo mentioned before?" Wojin asked.
"Well."
March nodded.
The dark continent
Munchie looks at Brune with a cute face and is lost in thought.
As a food hunter, she knows something about the dark continent.
After all, for food hunters, unknown waters and unknown continents represent countless unknown ingredients.
However, the dark continent is taboo.
Menqi never thought that she would see the aborigines of the dark continent with her own eyes.
From the point of view of words and deeds, it is very similar to the Warcraft with high wisdom.
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Association building, vice president's office.
Paris stone has been very busy recently, but his collection of intelligence has not stopped.
It is clear that the killer was not sent by him or BYD.
However, this is the time when different factions in the association are fighting fiercely. It is inevitable that conservative and moderate people will hold the "black pot" on the Hawks.
But no matter where it was, it was a result that parison was happy to see.
Because he's not inclined to either outcome.
Compared with the trend of moderates and hawks in the association, Paris stone is more concerned about the trend of Rowe.
He has been paying attention to all the progress.
Including the three A-level wanted criminals who just entered the Association building.
"I've never forgotten how Porter lost his arm."
Paris stone whispered to himself, then slowly looked up to the ceiling and suddenly sighed.
"The president is going to be cured. Is that what you want to see? So, what's your intention to see Luo later? "
By you, I mean Bi Yangde, and the cure of President duding is my unreserved trust in Luo.
"Since the people on the other side can't wait to send out killers, there are reasons why they can't wait."
"If the plan fails, the pressure will fall on you."
"And the worst outcome is negotiation."
"What if people over there can find a substitute?"
Parison was talking to himself, as if speaking to the air, or to himself.
There are many tall buildings in the city.
Towering posture bathed in dazzling brilliance, will inevitably reflect the shadow.
No matter how prosperous, there are narrow alleys shrouded in shadows.
Wow.
Quiet and dark lane ring chain friction light sound, after a while, steady footsteps gradually ear.
A handsome young blonde came out from the corner of the alley and went deep.Between walking, the pendant under the young earlobe is shining.
This teenager, however, is kulapika.
"Squeak."
At this time, a few fat mice lined up to run past the feet of kulapika, bypassing the moldy messy boxes and heading straight for the two garbage cans in the corner.
On a box not far away, there is a bald man with bare arms and a cigarette in his mouth. Next to the man, there are several red boxes with empty wine bottles, which are four or five stories high.
The man looked at the coming kulapika, his eyes were very focused.
Facing the man's line of sight, kulapika raised her hand and showed the man a small black and white card sandwiched between her fingers.
After seeing the little card, the man silently looked away.
In this way, kulapika goes through the position of the man and goes to the deeper shadow.
Soon, he came to a wooden door. There was an old street lamp hanging beside it. It lit up the ground in front of the door, but it was very clean.
Kulapika raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but the wooden door made a light noise and opened automatically, revealing a section of downward steps.
In this regard, kulapika did not respond to anything, and directly took back his hand and went in.
Stepping down the stairs, you come to the first floor, a dimly lit duplex bar.
In the bar stood a middle-aged man in a bartender's uniform. At this time, the business of the bar was quite cold, with only two guests, a man and a woman.
The male has a conspicuous explosive head, and the female looks very young, dressed in fashion and cap.
These two are the killers of the black rock family - blackhead and candy.
After kulapika came in, he took a glance at the layout of the bar for the first time and recorded the scene environment and characters in his head.
This is a habit he has gradually formed. When he comes to a strange environment, he has to collect information at the first time.
The two guests are capable of reading.
Kulapika didn't pay too much attention to the two guests. Instead, she focused on the bartender.
"I'm starting to wonder if it's off-season now."
The bartender looks at kulapika with a smile.
Kulapika went straight ahead and pressed the card he had shown to the bald man on the table.
The bartender put down the glass he was wiping, took the card to the bar, looked at it, and said with a smile, "please wait a moment. Before that, would you like something to drink?"
"No, thank you."
Kulapika sits directly on the chair in front of the bar.
The bartender said no more and put the card into a dark box.
Kulapika's ears moved and heard the sound of the card sliding toward the pipe.
At this time, a woman with several scars on her face came out of a small door, holding a tray in her hand, and went straight to the first group of guests in the bar.
Come to the table, put down the folded paper on the tray with the cocktail, and then turn away, leaving a fragrance.
Blackhead took the cocktail and drank it down, then put the paper in his pocket, followed the candy and set out to the stairs.
"Welcome again."
The bartender sent the two guests off politely.
After a while, the bartender apologized to kulapika and said, "we can't complete your commission. In view of the consumption of manpower and material resources, we still need to charge you 5% of the Commission."
A look of disappointment flashed in kulapika's eyes. He nodded, took out enough Janis from his pocket, and walked towards the door.
He is currently searching for information about the whereabouts of red eye.
In fact, he didn't have too much expectation when he came here this time. Compared with the other two things, it's on his way.
The bartender accepted Jieni without any psychological pressure, looked at kulapika's back and said, "if there is any definite information, you will be exempted from 5% of the amount if you still have the will."
"Good."
Kulapika didn't stop.