Chapter 70: Dinner (please vote for the last half day)
Watching the ashes of the burning paper scattering in front of his eyes, Lumian once again thought of the sense of oppression that Mr. K brought to him: "It turns out that the core of 'shepherd' is 'herding'.
Souls add traits, use their abilities...
"In this way, senior 'shepherds' definitely have no shortcomings. They are very good at close combat, long-range attacks, and various occult methods..." In fact, the recipients of the contract are a bit like shepherds.
In the shrunken simplified version, each contract can only correspond to one ability. When the sequence is low, the number of signed contracts is still very limited. Judging from the mouth monsters, there is a high probability that there will be no more than three, and the ideal number is five.
, once you don't choose the right ability, even ordinary people with guns may not be able to defeat it. This is not like a shepherd, who can herd an extraordinary person and have many of his abilities without losing them.
"Of course, when you reach the level of the main hall, you have to sign more than ten contracts, which is a different experience. Moreover, the objects of the contract are often spiritual creatures with various abilities, which are very strange.
, which will make the Extraordinaries who encounter them for the first time very uncomfortable...
The more Lumian thought about it, the more terrifying Mr. K became.
With all these thoughts in mind, he stood up and sighed secretly: No wonder Ms. "Magician" thinks that Mr. K can fight against Susanna Matisse who has turned into an evil spirit...
After leaving the room, Lumian walked up to Louis and Sakota and said calmly, "Let the kitchen prepare dinner." "Boss, what do you want to eat?" Louis asked before Sakota could. Lumian said to
I was not impressed by the menu at the café attached to the Breeze Ballroom, so I thought for a moment and said, “Let’s have a set meal and we’ll eat together.”
"Okay." Luis motioned to Sakota to inform the waiters in the cafe.
Lumihon sat at Baron Brignier's favorite table and picked up today's newspaper. The top one was "Trier", followed by "Reformer", "People"
Mouthpiece", "Action", "Insass Daily", "Friends of the People" and other major newspapers.
Lumian couldn't help but tilt his head and asked Louis funnyly, "Is this the kind of thing Brignel usually sees?"
Is he still a gang leader who cares about national affairs? Louis looked at Sakota on the other side and replied with a smile: "He doesn't look at this. He just tells us that we can't offend those reporters and newspapers. Influential newspapers can
Just book, and from time to time, spend money to place an advertisement for Breeze Dance Hall, saying that there are a lot of hot dancers here.
"He usually reads the three newspapers and magazines at the bottom."
Don’t offend newspapers and reporters... Also, if the "Trier" publishes a news about the emergence of a large gang in the market area, then the Savoyard Party will be finished the next day, and those gentlemen will still have to face...
Lumian learned a little more knowledge.
He then pulled out the newspapers and magazines at the bottom.
They are: "Novel Weekly", "Men's Aesthetics" and "Ghost Face" magazine which publishes all kinds of scandals, rumors and latest jokes in Trier.
Isn't this more interesting than "Reformer" or "Action"?
Lumian picked up the "Novel Weekly" and read the latest serial.
He asked casually: "Which account did the money for these newspaper subscriptions and advertising fees come from?"
Louis thought for a moment, and even though cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he still couldn't think of an answer. At this time, Sakota said: "Deduct it from the 100,000 ferkin that you have established a good relationship with the police officers."
Lumian nodded with satisfaction.
He would do anything if it didn't affect his income as the new leader of the Bitsava Party! Before long, the waiter in the cafe brought out portions of food: pigeon with minced onions, smoked crab, hot bamboo chicken pie, stewed lamb brain, stewed
Veal fillet, grilled oysters with herbs, II salad, scarlet cheese, roasted almond paste, paired with a glass of red, white and blue liqueur and a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon.
Various fragrances were mixed together and penetrated Lumian's nose, causing his saliva to secrete more vigorously.
"As expected of Trier, an ordinary cafe's set menu has so many dishes. If this were in Loen, there would only be fried steak and tender lamb stewed with peas..."
As a pure Intis, Lumian mocked Roen's delicious food based on the impression he got from various newspapers, magazines and folk jokes.
He picked up the glass of three-color liqueur, took a sip, pointed to the chair on the second side of the table and said, "Let's eat together."
"Boss, please eat well, and we will take turns eating." Luixin bent down slightly and said with a smile.
Without any persuasion, Lumian enjoyed his first meal after arriving in Trier, and it was free.
I have to say that the chef at Breeze Ballroom is quite good, and he nodded frequently when eating.
Among them, he was most satisfied with the stewed sheep brain. With the use of several spices, the fishy smell and muttony smell of the sheep brain were cleverly resolved, leaving only the delicate and rich texture of Russell tofu.
The aroma. He drank the glass of red, white and blue liqueur and a third of the bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon, and then motioned for Louis and Sakota to take turns eating.
He himself picked up "Novel Weekly" and "Ghost Face" magazines.
In "Ghost Face" magazine, Lumian saw a familiar name: Divar.
That was the restaurateur who invented Duvard broth. He later got rich, got rich, and moved to the Opera District.
A recent anecdote published in the magazine "Ghost Experience" shows that Duval was obsessed with Perle, a theater actor and Trier socialite from Runn, and spent a lot of money on her, while staying in Perle's private house.
During the banquet, in front of more than a dozen guests, Perle lay naked on a huge silver platter, which was brought by servants.
Jean Duval's heart was broken and he attempted suicide, but failed.
This dubious news made Lumian not know for a moment whether to lament that the people of Trier were really good at playing, or to laugh at the Loen people for not being so conservative at all, and that they would be assimilated very quickly when they arrived in Intis. Or to ridicule Divar.
For a Trier man in his forties, he is still so innocent.
Sometimes, when seeing these incredible news, Lumian couldn't help but suspect that there was a need for extraordinary people to act, or it was a manifestation of the evil god's followers being unable to control themselves.
Of course, if the Trier people themselves didn't have similar tendencies, there would be no problem with many things, and those guys would have been caught long ago.
After Luis and Sakota had finished their dinner, Lumian led them down to the first floor.
The dance hall was quite lively at night. Jian Na stood on a half-height wooden platform and sang a song with a lively melody to the accompaniment of the band. People below were men and women embracing each other and dancing in circles.
Lumian looked away and walked towards the door.
"Boss, where are we going?" Louis asked.
Lumian laughed: "Are you the boss, or am I the boss?"
Do I need to report to you where I go?
Louis' expression suddenly froze on his face. He looked at the silent Sakota and suddenly felt that that was not bad.
"I, I just care about what to do next." He explained forcefully.
Lumian walked out of the ballroom amidst the greetings of the janitor and said with a smile: "I will tell you when I need you to know."
"He walked all the way back to the Golden Rooster Hotel, but instead of going directly to Room 207 to get Mr. K's finger and the revolver, he went to the underground bar instead.
Before Lumian could look around at the situation here, he heard Charlie's passionate voice: "Do you know? Charles now has a nickname of Lion," "Charlie was given the nickname "Lion" by "little bitch" Jenna, you guys
Have you ever seen her? I bet you have never seen such a beautiful woman in your life. She has a hot body and a beautiful face. Everyone who listens to her singing wants to change their beliefs for her.
And such a woman fell in love with Charles and took the initiative to invite him to dance, stick together with him, and twist around!
Oh, the lights in the ballroom were dim, you can imagine what happened to them...
"Lumian suddenly felt like he had become the leading actor in a news article in "Ghost Insurance" magazine.
Behind him, Luis and Sakota were embarrassed and a little worried for their leader.
They were embarrassed that the guy giving a speech at the small table was probably bragging for the boss. What they were worried about was that if it was true, wouldn't the boss be equivalent to putting a green hat on "Red Boots" Franka?
But in that case, the trouble will be big, Franca is not only very strong, but she is also the boss's mistress!
Charlie, who was holding a beer, saw Lumian, and his smile instantly solidified.
He jumped off the small round table, came to Lumian, coughed and said: "Hey, Charles, do you mind if I tell you about your affair?"
"How did you know?" Lumian asked without answering.
Charlie smiled and said: "Many people outside know that it came from the mill dance hall."
In other words, did the people in the Stinger Gang know that I had a second dance with Jenna before assassinating "Iron Hammer" Att? Yes, at that time I just simply disguised myself, didn't even change my hair color, and even provoked the people around me
In retrospect, combined with the death of "Iron Hammer" Aite, they will definitely be able to recognize me... As the mistress of "Red Boots", Jenna should be suspected by them, and may become the target of revenge later.
There is no need to worry too much about her. She has "red boots" to protect her. As an experienced Beyonder and a powerful witch, Franka will not be careless in this kind of thing... Lumian has understood something.
nod.
He smiled and said to Charlie: "You can just say it."
The more widely this incident spreads, the more attention it will draw to Red Boots' attention, making her take no chances in possible revenge from the Stinger Gang.
Lumian turned to ask Charlie: "Why didn't you go to the Breeze Ballroom?"
Tao Li said with a smile: "The manager named René asked me to officially go to work tomorrow and give me 80 ferkin every month."
While the two were chatting, Lumian saw his neighbor sitting next to him at the bar: the down-and-out playwright Gabriel.
He still had messy greasy brown hair, larger black-rimmed glasses, a white linen shirt and black suspenders.
"What's wrong?" Lumian said goodbye to Charlie and walked over and asked.
Gabriel, who was drinking green absinthe, glanced sideways at him and smiled bitterly: "My script was sent back again, and the managers didn't read it at all!"
"I have submitted it to dozens of theaters, but no one wants to see it."
Dozens of Theaters Lumian felt relieved and asked casually: "Did you submit the script to the old Pigeon Cage Theater in our market area?"
"Yes." Gabriel sighed, "Their manager also rejected me, saying that all the scripts in their theater are written by themselves, or they are customized by others."
Lumian sat down and asked, "Who is their manager?"