Five Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters There Is a Bug

Nitro held the hot tea, leisurely.

The Dou Mian man stood aside, smiling wryly.

Luo, on the other hand, didn't expect that Nitro would refuse to give him a hunter's license. Unexpectedly, he scratched his cheek, then picked up the hot tea and drank it in one gulp.

"mean."

After drinking the hot tea in the cup, he responded to Nitro's "no" with the word "stingy".

The eyelid of Nitero's right eye was lifted, and he was extremely calm.

After a while, Luo continued: "Really not?"

"Hunter testing has always been fair and rigorous. As the head of the Hunter Testing Committee, how can you do something that affects justice by going through the back door?" Nitro put down his teacup, looking solemn, like a blue sky master.

Luo Wenyan showed a pair of dead fish eyes, and tried his best to pretend.

The Dou Mian man at the side lowered his head subconsciously, thinking that you still wanted to open the back door for Luo.

"I said, old guy, don't you want me to exchange 'request' for a hunter's license?" Luo leaned on the table with his elbows, his palms resting on his cheeks.

Nitro grimaced, and replied: "Stinky boy, if you want to change it, it's okay."

"The one who wants to change is you, right? It's just a hunter's license. It's not a good deal." Luo stood up slowly, looked at Nitero, and said with a smile: "I haven't thought of how to use that 'request', It might be fun."

Nitero, however, put on a casual look, beckoning to the bean-meal man, and asked him to fetch the teapot and pour tea.

Luo saw that Nitero was serious, took out an exquisitely packaged gift box from the black cat space, put it on the low table, and said, "If you don't give it, forget it, I'm leaving."

Nitro glanced at the gift box, laughed a few times, but still didn't say anything.

Luo shook his head slightly, patted the gift box lightly, and said, "This is a special product."

After finishing speaking, he put on his shoes and left the quiet room without looking back, heading towards the Luo Ling Museum Company.

The bean-faced man watched Luo leave the room, then poured hot tea for Nitro, and asked, "President, didn't you always want Luo to join the association? Now he's here to ask for a license, why not give it to him?"

Netero raised his hand and sucked the gift box over,

Said: "It's because he wants it now, so I won't give it."

If he gave away the hunter license casually at this time, would he still be Nitro?

"Uh..." The Dou Mian man opened his mouth, swallowing what he almost said.

From the president's...bad taste?

Nitro opened the gift box and found slices of preserved meat neatly placed inside, remembering what he said before reaching the baboon.

"A special product..."

Netero narrowed his eyes slightly. He naturally knew where this was a special product brought back. Shen Mo picked up a piece of jerky and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Well."

The squinted eyes slowly opened, feeling the taste exploding from the tip of the tongue, it's no wonder Da Baboon admired it so much.

He swallowed the jerky, took out one and gave it to the bean noodle man, then looked at the door and remained silent.

There are many questions I want to ask, and I also want to see how far Luo has grown, but he is not in a hurry.

Luo Hui came over to ask for a hunter's license, and even specifically asked about the current situation of the Twelve Earthly Branches. This should be regarded as...a good thing, right?

The corridor is simple yet luxurious, wide and straight, and there is almost no rubbish on the ground.

Luo walked in the direction of the elevator and said to himself: "Seeing that I want it, I just refused to give it. I also concluded that I can't waste my request. I really have nothing to fear. Can I only take the hunter test?"

"And judging from this situation, even if there are still vacancies in the Twelve Earthly Branches, that old guy probably won't let me sit there easily. It's really troublesome."

Now that the demand for white pages is not high, there is no need to deliberately increase the number of pages. I thought that I could directly ask Nitero for a license, but the plan could not keep up with the changes.

Luo walked into the elevator and pressed the floor where the Luo Ling Museum was located.

A moment later, with the sound of ding dong, the elevator door opened.

Luo's eyes moved to the right, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ah, what a coincidence."

Pariston leaned out from the right, with a sunny smile on his face.

He tried his best to hide his breath and even his breath, but he was discovered in an instant.

Luo didn't say anything, and walked out of the elevator door.

There was a strangeness in the depths of Pariston's eyes, and he naturally followed Luo.

After the two walked a few steps, Luo suddenly stopped, turned sideways, and then took a step towards Pallistone.

It was just one step, the sound of the soles of the feet being lifted and touched the ground was very soft, but there was an extremely heavy feeling of falling.

However, Pariston stepped back ten steps sensitively, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face, making that habitual smile slightly stiff.

The moment Luo suddenly took that step, Pariston felt a threat that was close at hand, as if his life was suddenly hung on the fire to bake.

At that time, before he could think of how to deal with it, his body responded automatically.

"0.5 seconds, or 0.3 seconds, as long as there is a little more time, I should not lose my composure."

Pariston thought heavily in his heart, quickly lowered his head, then raised his head to look at Luo in an instant, the stiffness in his smile disappeared, and he returned to his original appearance, even having a sense of déjà vu that nothing had happened just now.

Luo calmly looked at Pariston, stretched out his index finger, bent down, pointed to his right foot, and said, "There is a bug."

Even if it is a pun, it is an insignificant thing. After all, being looked down upon by others is often a good thing.

Pariston's eyes were as deep as the night, and he shook his head slightly, regretting: "It seems that the association's disinfecting work is not in place..."

Luo interrupted Pariston and said, "This floor is the office building of the Luo Ling Museum."

After speaking, Luo moved his right foot and left without looking back.

On the ground, a small black bug ran like a headless fly, trying to escape to the direction of Pariston.

The seemingly heavy foot landed on the ground, showing an awe-inspiring and fierce momentum, but it didn't hurt the bug in the slightest.

Pariston's gaze slowly moved away from Luo's back, and landed on the black bug running towards him.

His expression was as calm as water, his eyes were dark and out of focus, like an abyss that could never see the bottom.

"I just want to have a pleasant chat. It's really indifferent. So is this a warning or a demonstration?" After being directly killed by Luo, Paristone shrugged and turned to enter the elevator.

The little black bug followed into the elevator.

Pariston ignored the existence of the bugs. After a while, the elevator landed on the floor where the association's office was located. He stepped out of the elevator door, and he stepped on the bugs to death, whether intentionally or not.

Perhaps, it was back to the association.

On the other side, Luo walked into the messy office area of ​​Luo Ling Museum.

Seeing Luo, Sabo was stunned.

Sa Ling dropped the book in her hand, and came to Luo in a flash, stretched out her hands and pressed Luo's cheeks directly, and said slightly angrily: "How dare you not answer my phone!"