Chapter: 451

"Understood." Charlie relaxed, and said expectantly: "I'm going to tell the people in the bar how you and I overthrew Wilson and kicked him out of the hotel."

Bragging in the form of speeches is one of his hobbies.

At this time, Lumian's eyes became a little darker. His gut told him that Charlie was going to be a little unlucky lately, but not too badly.

Theoretically speaking, this should have nothing to do with Suzanne Matisse, otherwise it would not be just a little bit of bad luck, but a disaster... It seems that there is no need to worry about Suzanne Matisse recently, but how many days? Lumian analyzed the fortune he sensed.

He also discovered just now that unless the other party is particularly unlucky, or very lucky, or something that will endanger his life will happen recently, he must concentrate and patiently sense the target in order to grasp the rough fate of the target through intuition.

This is different from the "Hunter"'s intuition of danger, which cannot be completely passively stimulated.

Charlie's voice became softer as he spoke. He looked back at Lumian and said, "You, what are you doing looking at me?"

He seriously suspected that Charles wanted to play tricks on him again!

Lumian smiled: "You should go to the nearest Eternal Sun Church to pray for good luck, or you will encounter some bad things recently." His tone of voice deceived Aosta Trull People are exactly the same.

"What's wrong?" Charlie blurted out.

It took him a second to react: "How do you know.?"

"I guess." Lumian replied with a smile.

Sure enough, he was joking, Charlie breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I hope you can guess correctly."

"No, it must be accurate." Lumian said that he couldn't be more truthful.

Charlie looked at him suspiciously, disbelief written all over his face.

Lumian chuckled: "If you're not sure, I'll flatter you, so that even if something bad happens to you, it proves that my guess is accurate."

Charlie couldn't find the words to respond for a moment. Can it still be like this?

However, this idea is quite good, and it can be used to prank other people by changing it...

Lumian was about to stand up, when he suddenly saw a khaki stray dog ​​so thin that its bones were sticking out, approaching the "Golden Rooster Hotel" along the shadow of the street, trying to pass by the peddler who sold the rotten fruit, grab him and throw it away. Trash.

Stray dogs move very cautiously, because there are many poor people who want to catch them and eat them.

At this moment, Lumian stepped over, stretched out his hand to hold the stray dog's neck, and pressed it to the ground.

The stray dog ​​was caught off guard, failed to respond effectively, and struggled frantically with its limbs.

It opened its mouth ferociously, trying to bite, but it couldn't turn its head.

With the other hand, Lumian took out the vial that originally contained tulip powder, and poured the contents into his pocket.

Then he held the vial next to the stray dog's head, and the sleep dripped from it as it opened its mouth and barked.

Not long after, Lumian took 5 milliliters, so he let go of his right palm that was holding the stray dog's neck and stood up.

The stray dog ​​wanted to bite him reflexively, but after being glanced at by him, he groaned, clamped its tail, and ran away quickly.

Charlie next to him was stunned. A story he had heard before quickly emerged in his mind.

The protagonist in that story likes to use a sentence written by the best-selling author Aurora Lee to describe the viciousness of the villain: Every dog ​​passing by will be kicked by him twice!

Lumian gulped down the sour wine and entered the hotel.