Food Hunter

In March's view, Luo and the O'Hara Museum are nodding acquaintances, and it can even be said that there is no intersection, so she does not understand why Luo should stand at the O'Hara Museum.

Luo did not explain to her, but instead stated the number of people who died tonight.

"What does it represent?" Markey asked puzzledly.

"Those who died in your hands tonight," Luo said.

On the outskirts of the wilderness, March stood on a slope, hearing Luo mentioned the number of people who died tonight, there was no wave in his heart.

Different positions have different values ​​for seeing things.

"That's why you stopped it?" Marge looked at the weeds that were so heavy by the wind in the distance, her eyebrows were slightly raised.

Luo couldn't help being silent when he listened to Macky's no emotional ups and downs, and then he thought of Wojin's last scene where he uprooted a tree and shot down the helicopter.

After a while, Luo restrained his complicated mood and asked, "What do you think?"

"Aren't those people strangers to you?"

It was difficult for March to accept this reason. She felt that Luo had a better relationship with them than the O'Hara Museum, and she should be on their side.

Because the values ​​and thinking were cultivated in the environment of Meteor Street, Marge felt unacceptable at this moment and confused Luo's behavior.

"Then you think it's right or wrong for me to stop your actions?" Luo's tone was calm.

Markey heard the words, but couldn't say anything.

She didn't want to say what Luo did wrong, nor did she want to say what Luo did right.

Seeing that the other end of the phone fell into silence, Luo sighed softly, and the slight feeling of uncomfortable emotion in his heart showed signs of fermenting.

He said solemnly: "I just don't like you killing innocent people, understand? There are many ways to get what you want, and you use the worst one. That's why I stop you."

The reason why Luo Hui prevented the brigade was not at all. The decision that would eventually be made was also the result of many factors.

However, Luo didn't explain the real reason to March, but instead followed what March said. It was because he was uncomfortable with March's disregard of the lives of those people.

"I understand." March replied in a low voice.

From the voice alone, Luo could hear that March's mood had become depressed, but he didn't want to compromise on this topic because of this.

"If you say, now I want you and Woking to withdraw from the brigade, what would you do?"

"I…"

Markey thought of the intelligence gathered by everyone in the regiment against Luo tonight, as well as the hostility that most people showed or hid in their hearts.

She had no reason to withdraw from the brigade, nor did she want to see Luo and the brigade quarrel again, and she didn't want the brigade and Luo to have a deadly feud. As long as she and Wojin Nobunaga worked hard to reconcile them, they would definitely be able to resolve the conflict.

and so…

"I will not quit."

March gave an answer.

This answer was expected by Luo, not surprising at all. He was silent for a while and said: "It's late, you should rest."

Markey wanted to say something, but in the end, he only uttered the word "um", and the call was interrupted.

Luo put away the phone and quietly looked at the ceiling.

The 6258 on the cover of the Hand of God book represents the number of people saved, and the 2463 on the back of the book represents the number of kills.

In other words, directly and indirectly, a total of 2,463 deaths were related to Luo.

In fact, there were more than a thousand people who died in Luo's hands. Even if Luo didn't think he was a messenger of justice, he felt from the bottom of his heart that it was right to kill those people, in other words, the people who should be killed.

Even the black page transaction with the black cat is for him to kill the wicked people in the prison, and the murder of the Mirage Brigade is to satisfy his own interests and desires.

Even if Maqi made this call, Luo didn't think he had done something wrong, and the second condition he proposed today is for the good of the Kuluta tribe and also for the Mirage Brigade.

Anyway, as long as you don’t provoke yourself...

Romer thought silently.

If a person does not offend him, then he will certainly not offend.

If the brigade will seek revenge from him in the future, don’t blame him for being rude.

The next day, the corpse was no longer visible in the park. If you didn't even look for it carefully, you couldn't find any traces of blood flowing, and even the wreckage of the helicopter was nowhere to be seen.

Luo strolled around in the park and saw many staff in uniforms filling the big holes, many of which were punched out by Wojin.

"Although I really want to leave the rest of the matter to Saling to resolve, even if I want to leave, I have to take the score with me."

Luo walked on the road in the park, touching his chin, thinking about how to start with the sheet music of the Dark Sonata from Kloba.

Last night, he helped Kloba to dissuade the Phantom Brigade, and privately collected three treasures as a reward. Then if he wanted to start the music score, he would bid to buy it, as long as Kloba was willing to sell it.

In other words, the three treasures can only be identified after leaving the O'Hara Museum, and they cannot be sold in the Luoling Museum, but can only be sold on the black market.

One of them is one of the seven beauties. It shouldn't be difficult to sell at a high price. Coupled with the 500 million income from selling Kloba bone pens and absolute letters, there is no need to worry about funding in the short term.

"Mr. Luo, please, please."

An old man in a housekeeper's uniform walked over.

"Lead the way." Luo nodded.

"PLZ follow me."

The old man bowed respectfully and walked towards the direction of the palace building.

Under the guidance of the old man, Luo came to a room and saw the old man push the door open. In the room, Kloba and Saling were sitting at the same table.

Luo walked in and immediately smelled the refreshing tea fragrance in the air.

"Mr. Luo, please sit down."

Kloba got up immediately when he saw Luo. The way of hospitality was very different from yesterday.

Rolla opened a chair, sat down, and looked at Saling at the same time, who was quite surprised, as if he didn't know that Kloba had invited Luo over.

Seeing Saling's reaction, Luo was a little puzzled. He saw Saling and Kloba were there, thinking that they were discussing cooperation, and then he called him over for some things that needed him to be the master.

"I didn't expect the person who founded the Luo Ling Museum to be so young." Kloba first ordered his men to prepare tea, then looked at Luo with emotion on his face.

He has friendship with both black and white, and he also knows that some people have very powerful means of disguising, and they have human skin masks with super-realism. So last night it was not too strange to know that Luo was wearing a human skin mask, Amazed at Luo's youth and strength.

He knows many professional hunters, so there are ways to recruit many hunters as escorts, but in the attack last night, these hunters did not play any role, and the bodyguards brought by the guests did the same.

If it weren’t for Luo~www.ltnovel.com~ I don’t know how heavy the loss last night was, but I still lost three treasures, but...

"Where, I just shake my hand at the shopkeeper." Luo Ying said.

"You are too modest, the group of people last night, but the famous Phantom Brigade in the black market bounty, but you can repel them alone." Klobaha laughed, and he couldn't see the heavy losses last night. Look like.

At this time, the servant put the cup with the fragrance of tea in front of Luo.

Kloba pointed to the teacup and said seriously: "This is earl grey tea. The annual output is less than ten pounds. It took me a lot of work to get a pound. You can try it."

Only ten pounds of tea a year?

When Luo was amazed, he raised his teacup and took a sip, his eyes changed slightly, and he put down the teacup calmly.

"Tea is good tea, but it has been spoiled by superfluous things." Luo looked at Kloba blankly, adding something to the tea.

Hearing Luo's words, Kloba's face suddenly changed.