Succubus just want to cook

Jia Pixiu stared blankly at the little succubus with a serious expression, not knowing which episode he had skipped for a moment.

Han Bo sat and squatted in front of him in doubt, wondering why the demon suddenly turned into petrification.

20 seconds ago, he ran up to Jia Pixiu, trying to make him repeat his words, and succeeded in attacking by tricks.

Who knows that the coincidence hasn't been taken yet, the target of the attack is fooled first.

Han Bo waited for another two seconds, and finally couldn't help but waved his hand in front of Jia Pixiu again: "Hello?"

"Ah?" Jia Pixiu looked at him with complicated eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"If you want to repeat a sentence, why are you dumb?"

"Repeat?" Jia Pixiu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized what was the sentence he hadn't heard before "I like you".

It was not a confession.

Giapixiu breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time a strange sense of loss was born: "Why do you ask me to repeat this?"

"There are a lot of problems." Han Bo complained, but seeing that Jia Pixiu was inexplicably concerned, he made up a reason casually, "That is, the Succubus have a tradition of saying 'I like you' to each other after kissing to show politeness. "

Jia Pixiu was surprised: "There is such a tradition?"

Han Bo lied without blinking: "Of course."

Although it felt strange and a little twisted, but the little succubus had firm eyes, Jia Pixiu paused, and said: "I like you."

Halfway through the speech, his ears were already flushed, and after finishing the sentence, his cheeks became embarrassing, and he looked away, not looking at Han Bo.

Han Bo didn't pay attention to Pai Xiu's rare embarrassment, he immediately turned to the system expectantly, "How is it? Has the strategy been successful?"

【……No】

"Why?" Han Bo was a little disappointed, but he was still trying to argue, "You said you liked it, didn't you? If you didn't hear it, I'll ask him to say it again."

【It's useless to say it again】

[There is a saying that twisted melons are not sweet]

Han Bo snorted: "There is another saying that a profitable person does not recognize his relatives."

Regardless of whether Han Bo recognized his six relatives or not, the system absolutely condemned this kidnapping strategy method, and also clearly told him that there is absolutely no way for him to approve of this kind of strategy attitude.

"You are not the patriarch of Pixiu, and you don't know that he is unwilling?" After hearing this, Han Bo said somewhat dissatisfied.

Facing his sophistry, the system glanced at the progress bar of the strategy that was surging, and unexpectedly did not refute it.

It's a pity that Han Bo didn't care about its silence, and didn't ask about the specific strategy achievement value. He just regarded it as an ordinary strategy failure, and calmly said good night to Jia Pixiu, who was full of complicated thoughts, and fell asleep without distraction.

At the end of the recording, Jia Pixiu, who had absorbed enough spiritual power, said goodbye to him, and the two parted ways, Han Bo didn't even notice that something was wrong.

It has to be said that his ability to blind is really extraordinary, so he didn't notice that Patriarch Paixiu's face was redder than Huoshaoyun when he absorbed the spiritual power.

When Han Bo returned to the rental house, it happened that the landlord came to collect the rent. Han Bo, who was broadcasting live, endorsed and participated in the show, had a lot of money. He paid the rent without hesitation, and after sending the landlord away, he asked the system: "Now the progress of the main line What's the matter, won't you report it?"

[Generally speaking, we need the host to ask actively before we can answer]

"It's too passive to work." Han Bo complained, "So how much?"

[35%]

Han Bocao recalled 15% before, 15% for this mission, and an extra 5%.

When the numbers matched, Han Bo whistled happily. According to this progress, he will be able to go home next month.

Seeing him happy, the system was a little puzzled【Are you looking forward to going back? 】

According to the information retrieved earlier, both of Han Bo's parents died, and his relatives also let him go because of financial constraints.

With no relatives and no reason, why go back?

Even Han Bo's assets in reality are far less than what he saved in a month in another world.

After all, in the real world, no one from the Paixiu tribe with a lot of money will come to help them in the same way as Porcelain.

Han Bo gave a short laugh, as if he could see through the system's psychology, and asked, "Why, orphans have no human rights, so they can't live if they want to?"

【is not what it means……】

Han Bo interrupted him: "Everyone always thinks that people need one or several strong reasons to live, but there are so many people with ambitions and pursuits in the world, most people want to live because they are afraid of death That's all... I am the same, it is better to die than to live. If there is a chance of resurrection, who would like to lie in a coffin with two legs? It's over."

It was the first time the system saw this idle host looking so serious, and for a while, he didn't know what to say, so he could only say [oh].

Han Bo wanted to say something else, but when the doorbell rang, he could only stop talking and got up to open the door.

The system was still immersed in the shock of "my host has become serious about things other than food", and suddenly received an alarm.

[Wait a second—] It opened its mouth to stop it.

But it was still a step too late, Han Bo had already opened the door.

Just as the door opened a gap, a strong hand grabbed the door gap and forcibly tore it open.

The rusty iron door groaned under the force, and three masked strong men broke in. The leader grabbed Han Bo with one hand, drew a knife with the other hand, and put it on his neck: "Don't move."

Han Bo immediately raised his hand and said cooperatively, "I won't move."

The latter two rushed into the room, and Yimo picked up the chair and put it in the middle of the living room, and Yimo took out the rope.

The masked demon with a knife pushed Han Bo back to the chair and forced him to sit down. The man holding the rope chanted a curse, and Han Bo was tied up.

"No, the international police would call FBI open the door before they broke the door. Why are these people so unreasonable?" Han Bo was extremely depressed.

[Because they are not on the Tao] The system explained seriously.

"Stop being humorous at a time like this." Han Bo muttered angrily, then turned to the masked demon and asked, "Which clan do you belong to, Mammon?"

The masked demon holding him was about to get up, but squatted down again after hearing the words, staring at Han Bo fiercely with a pair of three white eyes: "Who told you?"

"People from your clan."

People of the same clan, the two Mammons behind looked at each other, their expressions turned cold.

Mammon will not spare the traitor.

"Who?" Three white eyes became more fierce.

"To be precise, it's not anyone..." Han Bo sighed uncomfortably. Due to the difference in aesthetics, he didn't feel how scary the big brother in front of him was, so he said naturally, "Before you had a clansman who wore the same mask. , carrying a sack...Of course I didn't recognize it at the time, I thought it was from the Rat Hunting Brigade...or should I say..."

Han Bo paused, and looked at the three people in front of him with rare hesitation: "The main job of your clan is to catch rats, and the side job is kidnapping?"

"..."

To discredit the ethnic group is to increase the crime.

Sanbai's eyes darkened again, and he was determined to bring out the unlucky Mammon man and punish him.

But until then, he has other things to do.

Sanbaiyan straightened up, waved his hand, and the attendant on the left came up and showed the photo: "Do you know this demon?"

Han Bo took a closer look. In the photo, Jia Pixiu looked cold, and his "ugly" facial features looked like a rotten fish that had been dead for eight days.

The aesthetic difference broke out, Han Bo's face turned pale, and his stomach began to churn again.

In the eyes of the mammons, the change in his expression was the collapse of being poked into a weakness.

Sanbaiyan sneered: "Sure enough, we did not find the wrong person. Patriarch Paixiu actually hooked up with the succubus for the sake of profit. It is indeed a lowly race."

"Whether it's cheap or not will be discussed later." Han Bo said palely, "Brother, can you take the photo away from my eyes first, it's too tormenting."

Sanbaiyan laughed again, and waved his hand to signal the attendant to remove the photo.

Han Bo breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to pat his chest, but sadly found that his hands were tied and he couldn't move.

"Can you untie it?" he asked the system.

【No, but I can help you pat, ten love points】

"……roll."

【OK】

Han Bo was wrestling with the system, when he saw San Baiyan straighten up, took out the communicator, tapped him, and sent it.

Within two seconds, Sanbaiyan's communicator rang.

Sanbai glanced at the address of the caller, pulled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and connected: "You saw the photo, come over by yourself within an hour, the address is at the Succubus' home, if you come late or bring other demons, I will not be so It's easy to talk."

Sanbai snapped his eyes and hung up the phone.

After the communication ended, the room fell into silence, and the eyes of the three white eyes floated fiercely up and down, and finally fell on Han Bo.

"Aren't you curious who I called?"

"Who did you call?" Han Bo followed suit.

"Your parallel head." Sanbai grinned, and the mask couldn't cover the curvature of the protruding gums.

"My parallel head?" Han Bo was at a loss, as if hearing it for the first time, "Brother, I'm not good at guessing riddles, just tell me."

Sanbaiyan sneered and said, "Patriarch Paixiu."

"What are you calling him for?" Han Bo turned pale in shock, lowered his head and glanced at himself, "I'm like this...do you want him to come and laugh at me?"

"Stop pretending." Sanbaiyan said impatiently, "The kiss photos between you and Patriarch Pixiu have been spread all over the world. Who doesn't know that the two of you got together. Patriarch Pixiu is really high-spirited. The succubus got it, we knew that his will is so weak, we should have used a beauty trick at that time, why waste a restoration talisman and let him run away..."

"No..." Han Bo had a hard time understanding, "Is your clan a bit too conservative, just kiss and you're hooked, do you know that kissing in many places is just etiquette?"

"Are you still helping Piantou to excuse? Worry about yourself first." San Baiyan grinned again, and said to the follower behind him, "Take out the spell."

The attendant quickly took out a talisman paper with complicated lines, took it with three white eyes, and shook it twice in front of Han Bo.

"This thing is called a reverse character." He said fiercely, "Put it on, and your world will immediately change 180 degrees. The beautiful things will wither, and the disgusting things will become gorgeous... "

Reversal Talisman is a magical skill developed by Mamen to deal with succubus. Succubus pursue beauty and desire above all else. Distorting their aesthetic view is tantamount to breaking their legs, which is absolutely unacceptable.

All succubi will turn pale in shock in front of the reduction talisman. No demon wants to change their orientation into a potbellied, sloppy and ugly type. Even if they can accept it subjectively, the pride and habits in their bones will still make the succubus feel extremely disgusting. .

"Does it mean that if I post this thing, I will find Jia Pixiu attractive?" Han Bo asked the system.

[...that's right]

"Oh—" Han Bo said solemnly, "That's really terrible."

Seeing that the succubus who had been looking relaxed in front of him finally showed a bit of seriousness, Sanbaiyan was extremely satisfied.

"We are not the kind of vicious demons. As long as you are willing to cooperate with us, not only will we not do anything, but we will also give you a generous reward."

"How to cooperate?"

The hostages cooperated intentionally, and Sanbaiyan asked his servant to untie Han Bo, while he took out a miniature optical brain.

Han Bo glanced at it, and was speechless when he saw the familiar live broadcast interface: "It's live broadcast again, do you guys like the Internet so much?"

"Stop talking nonsense." The attendant handed over a piece of paper, which densely listed the "crimes" of Pixiu's catering.

Probably unhygienic, unsafe, bad taste and expensive.

"The literary talent is quite good." Han Bo appreciated it for a moment, then commented.

"Read!" The servant scolded, and the hand holding the spell approached closer.

Han Bo smiled to signal them to calm down, held up the paper, and cleared his throat.

Sanbaiyan signaled the follower to withdraw the spell, and his other hand was hanging on the microphone switch of the optical brain.

Before he pressed down, Han Bo heard the servant on the right mocking in a low voice: "The succubus is indeed a selfish creature, a white-eyed wolf who is not familiar with it, whoever encounters it will be unlucky, and deserves to be discriminated against by all ethnic groups."

These words are like tiny snowflakes, lightly rolling down from the mountains, sinking into the abyss together with thousands of snow spots.

Han Bo froze with his hands raised in the air.

"I told you not to take him in at the time. This kid is a white-eyed wolf and a broom star. I hate him to death. Whoever meets him will be unlucky!"

The harsh and sharp female voice crashed into my mind.

The large snowdrifts loosened and rolled down the mountain slowly and hesitantly.

More and more snow, faster and faster avalanches.

Avalanche is just a word.

The live broadcast microphone was turned on, and a few viewers recognized Han Bo and greeted him in the barrage.

The talisman was pressed down another two inches, Han Bo raised his head, looked menacingly with three white eyes, and moved his mouth: "Read."

Lowering his head, Han Bo saw the paper.

[Pixiu Restaurant is an unscrupulous restaurant with extremely unsanitary conditions...]

"Pixiu meal..." Han Bo opened his mouth according to the paper.

He paused suddenly when he read the third word.

Han Bo frowned, tangled for a moment, too lazy to think about it.

With his brows stretched, he raised his head, ignored the warning eyes of the three white eyes, and rubbed the paper to pieces two or three times.

Han Bo looked at the camera, smiled contemptuously, and said:

"Mamen food, dogs don't even eat it."