Food Hunter

　　 When talking about You Kexin's auction, the slight change in Luo's eyes did not escape Kurolo's eyes.

　　 "It seems that you know the Youkexin auction."

　　 Kulolo slowly got up, placed the teacup with the scent of curl on the window sill, then picked up the book just now, turned and walked towards one of the bookcases in the room, returning the book to its original position.

　　 "Do you mean that the only channel for the elders to purchase the collections is the Youkexin Auction?" Luo lowered his head and looked at the brown liquid in the mug.

Kuroro turned his back to Luo, looked up at the neatly arranged books on the bookcase, and said, "Yes, every year when September is approaching, many gang leaders are going to You Kexin because they have made too many enemies. Before the auction, there are more or less security needs."

　　 "If there is a demand, there will be a transaction. The elders provide security personnel to protect the safety of those in need on mutually beneficial terms, and obtain corresponding benefits from those in need."

　　 "Because the elder's interest is collections, his demanders are basically the Youkexin auctions for antiquities and treasures, and the benefit the elder wants is to get a collection from the demander."

　　 "It is only the end of April, and the elders will not have new collections until the end of the Youkexin auction in September."

　　 Kulolo’s words directly pronounced that Luo’s method of collecting money would not work.

　　 Luo understood, rubbed his forehead, slightly worried.

　　At this time, Kurolo continued: "Since you mentioned the Youkexin auction, I will tell you another message by the way. At the Youkexin auction in September this year, you will be one of the security personnel."

　　 The security personnel are actually personal bodyguards.

　　 Luo was stunned, what Kuroro said was not a guess, but a conclusive conclusion in a positive tone.

　　 "What if I refuse?" Luo asked tentatively.

　　Kulolo smiled slightly when he heard the words, because he turned his back to Luo, so Luo did not see it.

　　 "You can refuse, but the elders will remove the dog collar. The dog I am referring to is not the end of the basement."

　　 Luo understood, and suddenly sighed: "It's troublesome."

　　 Kulolo did not speak any more, but stretched out his index finger and slid across the neatly arranged books one by one, as if he was selecting the next reading.

　　You Kexin Auction is the stage where the Phantom Brigade will debut more than ten years later. In Luo's impression, it can be abbreviated into four words: Killing!

　　The people who died were basically members of the gang. This matter has nothing to do with him, and it is still more than ten years later.

　　 But judging from the scattered memories, it is not a good task to protect a certain gang leader as a bodyguard, and it is never a matter of life and death.

　　 Not to mention that you may encounter people with mental abilities who are also hired. Even the guns held by gangs may kill people who are not strong enough.

　　 If as Kurolo said, he would be designated by the elders as one of the security members, then within a few months, he must cultivate his mind ability to withstand bullets.

　　 Regarding this errand, Luo is not very resistant. After all, he has access to collectibles, and maybe he can encounter special collectibles to strengthen himself.

　　 Thinking of this, Luo shook his head, looked at Kulolo's back, and asked: "Let's not talk about this first, are there other ways to get money?"

　　 Kurolo's sliding fingers stopped suddenly. He knew that Luo was determined to get money, and then he went to help March and the others to better recover from their injuries.

　　 The three million ring nibs paid for March and the others were the greatest help he could do. After that, there was nothing he could do, and he didn't want to find a way for March and the others.

　　 The law of survival is rooted in any of them, and there is no need for others to teach what to do afterwards.

　　 However, Luo, who was new to Meteor Street, is different from them, so Kulolo knows that Luo will not let March and the others fend for themselves anyway.

　　 Kuroro was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "As long as you want, there are countless ways to accumulate money. The difference lies in speed."

　　 Luo scratched his head and said seriously: "If you speak normally, I will be grateful to you."

　　 Hearing what Luo said, Kurolo didn't care, and took out the book he touched with his fingertips, and said, "The fastest way is of course... plunder."

　　 "Pillaging..." Luo raised his brows.

　　Kulolo turned to look at Luo and said, "Cook has a good net worth. I can tell you the address. With your strength, Cook's brothers shouldn't be able to do anything to you."

　　 This is a rather crude suggestion.

　　 Luo suddenly hesitated.

　　Although he had slashed at Cook, his cruel and cold posture was still deep in his mind. Even if it was a thousand cuts, he still had to search for his money.

　　 To be honest, Luo actually hates trouble, but Kuroro’s suggestion seems to be the fastest way to get money.

　　 "Kulolo, I actually have a proposal, I don't know if you are interested." Squeezing the thoughts in his heart, Luo thought of the idea of ​​opening a restaurant.

　　 "Tell me." Kurolo walked to the chair by the window, still curious about Luo's proposal.

　　 Luo happily said, "How about opening a restaurant on Meteor Street if you fund and I contribute?"

　　......

　　 Thirty minutes later, Luo stood melancholy in front of a house. This is Cook’s nest, so he came to grab the money in the end. As for the plan to open a restaurant...

　　 "Why don't they believe me? Without a competitor, plus my cooking skills, the business of opening a restaurant is absolutely booming."

　　 Luo sighed, remembering the incredible look of Kurolo 30 minutes ago~www.ltnovel.com~Can you imagine it?

　　 A person who only smiles faintly, as if it won't cause any disturbances, unexpectedly showed such an expression, even if there is no subsequent "not interested" words, that expression is the most complete rejection.

　　Since the plan to open a restaurant went bankrupt, I can only come to grab the money.

　　 It was Cook's wealth that he wanted to grab. Luo didn't feel guilty about it. After asking some concerns, he went straight to Cook's old nest.

　　As long as you don't kill people in Meteor Street, the Council of Elders doesn't make any calculations. Although Ku Luo Luo didn't say whether he could hurt people, Luo didn't need to ask carefully, just because his thought ability didn't need to hurt people.

　　 If Cook's brothers are weak enough, then there is no need to use the ability to read.

　　 Luo walked to the door of the house, reached out and knocked politely.

　　 After a while, the door of the room was roughly opened, and a sturdy man looked down at Luo coldly, without asking what he had come from, and directly said viciously: "Want to die?"

　　 Luo raised his head and looked at the brawny man who was conservatively estimated to be nearly two meters tall. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

　　 The brawny man's face became cold, and he raised his sturdy arms, as if he wanted to do it immediately.

　　 "Wait a minute." Luo stretched out his hand to stop.

　　 The brawny man didn't know which nerve was twitching, and he really stopped.

　　 "Do you know what I want to do?" Luo asked.

　　 The brawny man maintained the motion of raising his arm and shook his head.

　　 "Oh, I'm here to grab the money."

　　 Before he finished speaking, Luo condensed a small amount of qi on his feet, and then kicked the strong man directly into the house with a kick.

　　 On the building opposite the house, a red-haired boy was sitting on the window edge of the third floor. After seeing this scene, the corners of his mouth made an exaggerated arc.