Saling came over and Bruna sat on her shoulder.

Sabo has always been afraid of his sister, so he dared not to retaliate, and he looked timid.

After using practical actions to make Sabo low-key, Saling suddenly looked at Buhala, who was slightly stiff and carefully put the snacks that were about to be delivered to his mouth back to the table.

Sa Ling didn't say anything, but moved her eyes toward the bookshelf.

Buhala couldn't help but look at the bookshelf area, and all kinds of books were scattered in a mess, which was a very familiar scene.

Immediately, he smiled bitterly, without Sa Ling making it clear, and walked to the bookshelf honestly, preparing to classify and place the scattered books.

Sa Ling's style that looked like a big sister made Okin, Nobunaga and Menqi subconsciously restrain themselves a lot.

Bisji continued to watch magazines that looked like no one else, and before Luo came back, he could only use this kind of thing to kill time.

"Maggie."

Bruna's tentacles kicked slightly, left Saling's shoulders and floated towards Machi.

The big black and shiny eyes showed a hint of joy of reunion.

"Bruna."

Maggy stretched out her hands and gently hugged Bruna, then letting Bruna stand on her shoulders.

"I haven't seen each other for a long time, is that okay?"

Bruna greeted her in a soft voice.

"Well, your common phrase is becoming more and more standard." Maggie stroked Bruna's smooth and cool body and smiled slightly.

"Not only common language, I currently master one hundred and twenty languages." Bruna said softly.

Hearing Bruna's words, Machi, Nikoto, Nobunaga and Menqi's expressions were as follows.

(⊙o⊙)…

What is this?

Nikiki and Nobunaga were shocked and thought silently.

Menqi made a judgment as soon as possible: this is not the ingredient.

After a brief silence, Nobunaga curiously said: "Machi, who is she?"

"Ro's friend, named Bruna, is a resident of the Rock Island Crab. Her hometown is in the Dark Continent." Machi replied.

"The Dark Continent is the place that Luo mentioned before?" asked Wojin.

"Um."

Machi nodded.

Dark Continent...

Menqi looked at Bruna with a cute look and fell into deep thought.

As a food hunter, she knows some information about the Dark Continent.

After all, for food hunters, unknown seas and unknown continents represent countless unknown ingredients.

However, the Dark Continent is a taboo.

Menqi never thought that she would see the indigenous people of the Dark Continent with her own eyes here.

Judging from his words and deeds, he looks like a Warcraft clan with high wisdom.

Association Building, Vice President's Office.

Paristone has been very busy recently, but the move to collect information has not stopped.

One thing is clear: the killer was not sent by him or Yang De.

However, it is the time when different factions in the association are fighting fiercely, and conservative and stable people will inevitably put the [black pot] on the hawks.

But no matter where it is deducted, it is the result of Paristone's opinion.

Because, he will not be inclined to any result.

Compared with the steady and hawkish trends of the association, Paristone cared more about Luo's trends.

He has been paying attention to all the processes.

Including three Class A wanted criminals who just entered the Association Building.

"I have never forgotten how Porterbai's arm was thrown away."

Paristone whispered to herself, then slowly looked up at the ceiling and suddenly sighed.

"The president is going to be cured. Will this be what you want to see? So, what is your original intention of meeting Luo in the future?"

The [you] here refers to Yang De, and the president who is determined to be cured is an unreserved trust in Luo.

"Since the people on that side can't wait to send out the killer, it means there is a reason for it."

"If the plan fails, the pressure will fall on you."

"The worst result is a failure in negotiations."

"What if people over there can find a 'alternative'?"

Paristone was muttering to herself, as if she was talking to the air, and as if she was talking to herself.

There are many tall buildings in the city.

The towering figure bathed in dazzling light will inevitably reflect shadows.

No matter how prosperous the place is, there will be narrow alleys shrouded in the shadows.

Crash.

The sound of chain friction sounded in the quiet and dark alley, and after a while, the sound of steady footsteps gradually became apparent.

A handsome blonde boy walked out from the corner of the alley and headed deeper.

While walking, the pendant under the boy's earlobe flashed with a little luster.

This boy is Kurapika.

"Squeak."

At this time, several fat mice lined up to run over Kulapika's feet, walked around the messy boxes with mold spots, and went straight to the two trash cans in the corner of the wall.

On a box not far away, a shirtless bald man sat there, holding a cigarette in his mouth and sucking mist there.

There were several red boxes of empty wine bottles piled up beside the man, which were built into four or five floors high.

The man looked at Kurapika who was walking over with his eyes very focused.

Facing the man's sight, Kurapika raised his hand and showed the man a small black and white card sandwiched between his fingers.

After seeing the small card, the man silently looked away.

Kurapika walked through the man’s position, heading to a deeper place.

Soon, he came to a wooden door, and an old street light hung on the side, illuminating the ground in front of the door, but it was clean enough to see it.

Kurapika raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but the wooden door made a slight sound, automatically opening, revealing a downward staircase.

Kurapika did not respond to this and directly withdrew his hand and walked in.

Stepping down the stairs, I came to the first floor of the netherworld, which was a duplex bar with a slightly dark light.

There was a middle-aged man wearing a bartender uniform standing at the bartender. The business at the bar was quite deserted at this time, with only two guests, one man and one woman.

The man has a conspicuous explosive head, while the woman looks very young, dresses in a fashionable manner and a baseball cap.

These two people are the killers of the Heiyan family, Heihu and Candy.

After Kurapika came in, he immediately glanced at the layout in the bar and kept the on-site environment and characters in his head.

This is a habit he gradually developed. Whenever he goes to a strange environment, he will collect information as soon as possible.

Those two guests are those who recite the power.

Kurapika did not pay too much attention to those two guests, and directly focused on the bartender.

"I'm going to start wondering if it's off-season now."

The bartender looked at Kurapika and showed a neither salty nor light smile.

Kurapika walked straight over and pressed the card he had shown to the bald man before on the table.

The bartender put down the wine glass that was being wiped, pulled the card under the bar and looked at it, smiling and said, "Please wait, do you want to drink something before this?"

"No, thank you."

Kurapika sat directly on the chair in front of the bar.

The bartender stopped talking and threw the card into a secret compartment.

Kulapika's ears moved slightly, and he could hear the slight sound of the card sliding towards the pipe.

At this time, a woman with several scars on her face walked out of a small door, holding a tray in her hand, and walked straight towards the first group of guests in the bar.
To be continued...