Food Hunter

If human beings are excited, it will be manifested through their demeanor and body, whether it is obvious or obscure, there are signs to follow.

Hisuo is an alien. When his emotions are flooding, he doesn't need to follow to find him, not to mention his demeanor and body, the aura that spreads from his body through the increase of thought power.

It's like... a hormone that has been condensed into an entity.

He never concealed his excited posture, never wanted to suppress the eruption of emotions, the kind of...interest provoked by desire, which was clearly expressed to Luo through his aura.

Around Hisuo, the contestants were like puppets manipulated by the line, following the established trajectory, performing their due performance, and moving away from Hisuo.

They don't know what the so-called mind is, but what is the aura that can exaggerate emotions. At that moment, they only know that Hisoso has become very dangerous.

Being able to perceive the danger is not because they have a keen sense of smell like a beast, but because Hisuo has amplified the dangerous breath to the extreme.

In a short period of time, his surroundings were empty, only he was sitting there alone, and then looking at Luo.

"gross…"

Nobunaga shuddered, because the aura that spread over was filled with deformed emotions, but he just climbed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and then he didn't move.

Markey's thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and his gaze at Xisuo gradually cooled down. The emotions in this aura were good, she didn't care at all.

However, she could not tolerate only malice.

Because the slightest bit of malice was not directed at her, but at Luo.

squeak…

Her face was cold, she quietly pulled out a thin line, and the winter-like killing intent was vented, only for Hisuo.

Marge's reaction was extreme, but this was how she should behave.

Any fangs that threaten someone close to her will be unceremoniously pulled out, even if she commits a heinous crime, just like a tigress who protects her baby.

This performance of protecting shortcomings is normal for the people on Meteor Street.

For those who accept and agree with, regardless of whether that person is right or wrong, they will stand on the same front without hesitation.

Compared to Macki's extreme performance, Sambika and Buhara are a little better, but the gaze towards Hisoso is full of vigilance. Once Hisoso makes any moves, they will definitely take action.

"Well, all of them are like that..."

Hiso's eyes were curved to the extreme, and the tiny eyeballs reflected Luo and the others, trembling slightly.

He enjoys Macchi's cold killing intent, Nobunaga's vaguely waiting for an opportunity, and Sambika and Bukhala's minions that are like guarding little beasts.

These signal-like reactions were received by his nerves called antennas, so that there was an obvious reaction in his lower body.

Among all of them, Luo is the only one who is so calm. When looking at him, the emotions revealed between his brows and eyes are like looking at an insignificant trouble.

Hisuo calmly looked at Luo's reaction, and then slowly converged his aura, and the boiling emotions gradually subsided.

He never suppresses his emotions, even if he wants to suppress it, he has to find another point of venting.

not the right time yet…

He thought so, so he suppressed his aura.

If you want to find pleasure in Luo, it is not this moment, not this place, but a higher place above your head.

As a result, he not only reduced his aura, but even shifted his gaze to look at the boring battles on the sixteen arenas below, as if what happened just now was an illusion.

Everything came so suddenly, and disappeared so strangely, like a neuropathy.

Seeing Hisoso being so inexplicable, Nobunaga's hand on the hilt of the knife slowly moved away. The thread pulled out by Maki turned into a disappearance of thought power, but the brows were still frowned. Back to the wrapped state.

After a moment of commotion, the atmosphere returned to calm.

Luo, who was always calm, sighed softly. He felt that Hiso's performance was more like a stormy calm.

However, now he is not afraid of the so-called storm, or that Hisoso's existence does not have the qualifications to make him vigilant enough.

To say something ugly, the current Hisuo, I am afraid that even half of Andongmu's strength can't be reached.

After all, Hisuo, and March, have not yet ushered in the period of rapid growth, they still have a long way to go before the plot begins.

Seeing Hisoso stopped suddenly, Luo retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at Marge and Nobunaga, and asked, "You all signed up?"

"Yeah." March and Nobunaga nodded and replied at the same time.

Luo rubbed his forehead and said, "You were infected by Wojin, right? He didn't come, but you came instead."

"Wojin is here too." Nobunaga stretched out his thumb and pointed towards the passage behind him.

"What about the other person?" Luo looked at the passageway.

"When I came, something happened at the registration office. For unknown reasons, those who were about to sign up became a ball. Woking thought that was the way to sign up, so he ran to join in the fun." Markey glanced silently. Sambika, explained.

Not far away, Hisuo was facing the ring below, and a red arrow hung over his head, pointing at him.

Everyone didn't know that the riot was caused by Hisuo's free love, and they continued to chat.

"That guy is really..." Luo Wei shook his head, and then asked: "Is the group okay now? You are so free, you still come to sign up."

"I just ransacked the San María Museum some time ago, and it's on holiday now." Nobunaga scratched his cheek.

Mackey suddenly knocked an elbow on Nobunaga's rib with his backhand, making him look at Mackey suspiciously.

The spider's action... after all, it started.

Luo thought silently.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the entrance, Wo Jin.

He came from the entrance, yelled at them, and strode towards the meteor.

"Ro."

Wo Jin walked over, gave Luo a hug in excitement, then let go, but threw his hands on Luo's shoulders, and said excitedly: "Come down with me and fight."

Luo angrily slapped Wo Jin's hand, and said, "Is there only fighting left in your mind?"

Wo Jin said seriously: "There is still food."

"Okay, wait until you finish the first game. The bottom players are basically ordinary people, don't overdo it." Luo reminded helplessly.

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a cry of exclamation in the venue. Following the reputation, he saw one of the sixteen arenas below. Hisuo was standing on it, while his opponent was lying on the ground. Silent.

A playing card was deeply embedded on that person's forehead.

The referee looked at Hisoso, who was playing cards in his hand, in horror. He was someone who had seen the scene at any rate. He calmly took out the machine, played out the note representing the pass, and handed it to Hisoso~www.ltnovel.com~ After getting the note, Hisuo did not go to the exit, but under the gaze of the audience, he returned to the auditorium and came to Luo.

He still had a murderous look left behind, but his expression was very calm.

Marge's reaction was aroused by Hisuo again, and stood beside Luo as if protecting him.

Luo's reaction was dull. He looked at Hisuo and suddenly asked, "Is there enough playing cards on him?"

Hisuo was taken aback, and then said: "Enough~"

"Well, give me a pair." Luo stretched out his hand to him, and suddenly reminded him as if he was thinking of something: "There must be ghosts and ghosts."

Hisuo squeezed his chin and asked in doubt, "What do you want playing cards for?"

"Fight landlord." Luo replied.