A True Man's Story!!

Lan, now only seventeen years old, looks as young and handsome as ever.

No wonder Biscuit wanted to take advantage of him and had such a big reaction after Lan was about to leave:

[Are you not indifferent to a naive and lovely girl like me?!]

[Are you still a man?!!]

Seeing that Lan really turned his back and was about to leave, she immediately shouted.

"Hmm? Anything else?"

Lan looked back at her, then thought about it and pretended to be suddenly enlightened.

"Did you sneak out alone and have no money to eat?"

Lan casually took out a gold coin that exploded when he killed the men just now.

"Giving you too much money will make it easy for you to be targeted again. Take this gold coin to the bank to exchange for some money, which is enough to fill your stomach."

Ting.

He flicked the gold coin casually and flicked it Biscuit next to him.

Biscuit: "…"

God, no money to eat, fill your stomach?!!

Is eating the only option in your eyes?!!

Biscuit almost couldn't hold back and puffed up her cheeks. I

Is it so beautiful and cute?

But…

Biscuit complained in her heart but still glanced at the gold coin that bounced over.

Well, with her eyesight, she could naturally see that it was pure gold.

Take it to the bank, and she can exchange it for a lot of money.

She can get a pure gold coin just by appearing pitiful. Anyway… He's a pretty good person.

"I, I'm scared alone."

Biscuit blinked her big cute eyes and said pitifully.

"So, hurry up and go to a safe place."

Lan was unmoved: "Or go to the guards for help. Remember not to run out alone in the future. It's very dangerous."

Biscuit: "… You, can't you help me?"

"Didn't I give you a gold coin?"

"I mean company! I'm scared alone!"

Biscuit resisted the urge to vomit blood and whispered.

"Company…"

Lan vaguely realized that the old woman in front of him seemed to have some bad intentions towards him.

She might be greedy for his body!!

"I said there are many bad guys outside, and it's easy to get into trouble when you meet them…"

Lan pointed to the two men on the ground and smiled: "I'm not a good person either."

After that, he no longer paid attention to the old driver's pleading eyes and walked out of the alley directly.

Biscuit: "…"

Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention!!

Biscuit, who was angry, puffed up her cheeks instantly.

"It seems that he is a man with a story. I am always curious about stories!!"

She crossed her arms, and at this moment, her face showed an expression that was completely opposite to the previous weak and powerless one.

As if she had a pearl of wisdom in her hand, and she had experienced decades of ups and downs and vicissitudes; it makes her expression completely opposite to the previous one.

"Besides, good guy? Bad guy? I only know that you are not an ordinary person…"

In her sky-blue eyes, there had long been a gathering of aura, always paying attention to everything just now.

With the eyesight of this old master who has studied Nen for decades, she could naturally see the extraordinaryness of Lan.

"You are not old, but you have such a deep Nen practice?"

"This can't be achieved just by being serious and hardworking."

"The talent is definitely one of the best in the world..."

Biscuit, wearing white gloves, held her cheek with one hand and wrapped her chest with the other, her eyes full of interest: "Even among the many people I have seen, he is a rare existence." 

"Compared to Wing, he is much stronger." 

"Such a high-quality stone; I really want to see how he polished it."

She picked up the gold coins on the ground and quickly walked out of the dark alley with small steps.

It was quiet here again, leaving only two corpses lying on the ground with blood flowing quietly. 

"Lan, is there anything special about that little girl?"

Buhara asked in confusion while walking on the street.

When Lan took action just now, he also helped to watch at the entrance of the alley.

Although he was thinking about eating, it didn't mean that he was a fool.

On the contrary, at some times, Buhara was much more reliable.

That's why, when selecting examiners in the future, they will specifically choose him.

"Ah, there are some."

Lan stretched: "But that's not important."

"Is that so?"

Buhara resisted the urge to look back to look at the little girl following behind.

Since Lan said it's not important, there's no need to pay attention.

The two found a famous local noodle shop and sat down.

Well, since the forehead meat of the Thunder Drill Pterosaur is a good ingredient for the noodle soup base, then naturally, the signboard of this ancient city of is the noodle shop.

The emperor was not short of hungry soldiers, so before the official action, he naturally filled his stomach first.

Biscuit behind him did not hide her actions at all.

Her image to the outside world is that of a weak little girl who is powerless.

If she really uses Zetsu (Suppress/Null) to hide her breath, it would be abnormal.

But when she followed into the noodle shop a few minutes later.

"Boss, another ten bowls of noodles!!"

She saw the big bowl next to Buhara, which was piled up like a hill.

Even so, he kept slurping noodles into his mouth and yelled to the boss to continue serving.

Biscuit: "…"

No wonder you gave me the gold coin just to fill my stomach, so they are eating like that.

According to their way of eating, they really need to carry gold coins with them.

"It just so happens that you also come here to fill your stomach?"

Lan, who had finished his meal, pretended to accidentally discover Biscuit, who followed him in and greeted her.

Biscuit: "…yes, i heard that the noodles in this restaurant are very good, I come to try it."

Biscuit didn't have any psychological burden when she lied.

And she glanced at Buhara, who was eating, and suddenly had a little appetite.

"Boss, one for her too, and put it on my bill."

Lan smiled and said: "It's fate to meet again, i'll treat her this time."

"Really? Thank you so much!!"

Biscuit showed a surprised expression and then smiled innocently before jumping towards Lan.

She sat next to him without treating herself as an outsider.

"Biscuit."

She put her hands on her cheeks and began to introduce herself: "Biscuit Krueger."

"Lan."

The two of them introduce themselves to each other.

"What do you do, Lan?"

Biscuit blinked her big, watery eyes and began to ask questions,

"I see you are wearing a suit. Are you a white-collar worker at the company?"

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and gently tapped her head:

"You see, I forgot that before asking others about something, I should first talk about myself."

Biscuit Krueger smiled tenderly: "I am a beautician."

Her Nen ability is called Magical Esthetician, which gives her the ability to possess a variety of professional beauty techniques. It is a dreamlike ability for women.

So, it makes sense to say that she is a beautician.

"No wonder you are so beautiful, so you take care of yourself so well."

Lan smiled and praised Biscuit. 

Under Biscuit's face was pretending to be shy and embarrassed, her eyes gradually deepened:

"I am a member of the mafia."

"A member of the mafia?!"

Biscuit cooperated and said in surprise, and then she quickly covered her mouth with an apologetic look:

"That's not what I meant."

"Nothing; I said I'm not a good person."

Lan picked up the teacup on the table: "This is what most people think of the mafia; they do all kinds of evil, burning, killing, and looting, and Russian also thinks so."

"Russian?"

Biscuit pretended to be very concerned and asked a question.

Seeing Biscuit naturally integrate acting into life, Lan also started the stage of acting explosion.

"It was when I was taking shelter from the rain on a heavy rainy day under a roof that I met and got to know Russian, who was also taking shelter from the rain."

His eyes showed a look of nostalgia:

"She said she actually liked rainy days very much. I remember the smile on her face when she said that very clearly."

"Likewise, she said she also had something she hated…"