Stand-in messenger at the winery

After taking a shower, Sha Luo sat in front of the desk in the hotel. Her hair was still not dry, so she pulled it aside and threw the dye she had just used up into the trash can. She looked at a white sheet with clear lines on the desk. Paper was lost in thought.

However, as soon as she picked up the pen, the phone vibrated, and no caller's name was displayed on it.

So it was a call from a stranger, and Shaluo touched the drawer. There was a pistol full of bullets in it, and the curtains were drawn tightly, so she answered the call.

"Hello?" Italian.

"Hello, Ms. Morishita," said a slightly hoarse, gentle female voice on the opposite side, and said in Japanese, "I'm Arya from the Kirionello family, would you like to have a chat with me?"

The formula book in his hand was flipping quickly, and soon he reached the page that belonged to Arya.

As the boss of the Kirionero family with the "Daku" pacifier and the Mare ring in the Rainbow Children, Arya had her name in Sharo's formula book early on.

Arya's mother is Luqie, the owner of the big empty pacifier of the previous generation. Her father is unknown. She has a super intuitive sense and is said to be able to predict the future... Her favorite drink is milk tea, and there is a flower pattern under her left eye.

When it comes to the information of these ring guardians, it is always difficult for Shaluo to know the whole picture. Their information seems to be wrapped by some invisible mysterious force, and all she can detect is chaos.

"Of course." Sharo replied as his fingertips touched the slightly rough texture of the paper.

There was a laugh from the opposite side, "So, the Sicilian informant is still so young now." The nostalgia revealed in that voice made Sharo feel uncomfortable. Kirioneiro... She should have never been in touch with it before. Well, "Sorry, I'm just a little happy."

"I'm very happy to hear your voice, Shaluo." She seemed to change her address on her own.

"So, the rumor that you can predict the future is true, Arya." Sharo was also very good at speaking according to the other party's wishes, "Could it be that we have become good friends in the future?"

"Well, it's true." Arya confessed unexpectedly quickly, "Sharo has always been our friend, so," she suppressed her smile, "if it was a suggestion from a friend, Sharo would be willing to Do you want to hear it?"

Sha Luo lifted his spirits. This is probably the other party's goal, "You tell me."

The Kirioneiro family is an old Mafia with the same history as Vengley, but in recent years it has existed in the Italian Mafia more in a "reclusive" state. Before that, it did not show any "passion" for Interested meaning.

He just contacted her at this juncture.

What was even more unbelievable was that Sha Luo found that he had no resistance at all. The other party was like a clear pond or a ray of sunshine, easily winning people's trust.

"What I want to say is," her voice flowed into Sha Luo's ears like an unstoppable stream, "Sha Luo, would you like to stop filling out the 'formula book'?"

Sha Luo clenched his fists tightly, and a surprised light flashed across his eyes.

That's right, the reason why "Formula Book" is a stand-in with a growth rate of A lies in her ability to be constantly filled!The more existences are recorded in it, the more terrifying the existence of the "formula book" will be. If everything in the world is put into the "formula book" as a setting——

"I know this is difficult for you, but listen to me, Shaluo!" The voice on the other side was a little anxious, "Time is running out, if you continue to do this, you will be in danger, and the whole world will be in danger." Cough." Where Sharo couldn't see, Arya spat out a mouthful of blood.

And Shaluo was still a little stunned, the anxiety in the other party's words could not be faked, but, "Sorry, Arya."

She put the phone flat on the table and picked up the pen again, "I'm afraid I can't do it, whether it's now or in the distant future, we become friends." Because she has more important things to do, "but I can assure you."

"I will never let the formula book harm the world." This sentence seemed to have been brewing on the tip of the tongue, and it slipped out of the lips with a light utterance.

Are you such a great person?When he hung up the phone, Sha Luo was still puzzled.

Japan, and Mori Town.

After the curling purple smoke rose, the boy in place had disappeared, and a boy with orange hair who was still clutching his stomach was crying in the corner without tears.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was processing potatoes in the kitchen, suddenly raised his head, but the world after "Seamless Clothes" was activated, there was no problem at all.

Tokyo, Ikebukuro.

"Here are all the information you asked me to find." The man who was playing with a knife handed out the portfolio. "By the way, the nearest flight departs at nine o'clock this morning."

The blond-haired, wheat-skinned man looked dignified after just a few glances, and immediately left the information dealer's lair, "Hi, is this Jing Guang..."

"Aren't you going?" Throwing the throwing knife angrily, Orihara Rin also looked at the annoying guy who was relying on him.

He caught the flying knife with a relaxed expression, "How should I put it, sometimes I will spare my life." Osamu Dazai imitated Orihara Rin and flipped the knife over.

"Hey, who are you kidding?"

USA, Miami.

The simple combination of white rum and sweet vermouth has become a strong and sweet cocktail. The mist of bursting lime peel is shrouded in light coffee-colored liquid. This glass of wine named "Little Princess" belongs to One of the most beautiful dancers present.

Her red hair is like fireworks, her skin is as white as porcelain, and her amber pupils are sweeter than honey. She twirls and jumps with the most classical ballet steps on the noisy bar stage, capturing everyone's attention.

And Sha Luo, who closed the letter paper, had a good night's sleep tonight.

"Two balls, one with pistachio flavor and one with chocolate flavor, thank you." Taking out banknotes from his wallet, Sha Luo smiled at the owner of the shop.

"Okay, miss, your ice cream is ready!" Two solid ice cream balls were delivered to Sha Luo, and it was obvious that if the paper cups did not restrict the boss's performance, he could make bigger ones.

"Hey, boss!" The person who bought ice cream just now was unhappy, "Why is her ice cream ball so big!"

Naranja brandished a knife and held a paper cup like Sharo's in his hand, but the ice cream scoops inside were not so exaggerated.

"Ah, I'm sorry Lord Nalanja!" The boss broke out in a cold sweat, "I just..."

"Why don't I share half with you," Sha Luo interrupted suddenly, took a spoon from the boss, quickly slid across the surface of the ice cream ball, and cut out a perfect half ball, "I haven't eaten it yet, you should you do not mind?"

Facing such a soft guy, Nalanja felt that his anger was like a balloon that had been punctured, and deflated with a "poof", "Cut, I will accept it reluctantly." He wanted to refuse at first, but the chocolate The aroma continued to drill into his nostrils, and he really didn't have any money in his pocket to buy another copy.

In short, it is also profitable to eat half a ball more!Nalanga became happy, "Yeah! You are really a good person." He couldn't wait to take a bite, "Delicious!"

"It would be great if you don't embarrass the boss anymore." Sha Luo also took a bite, and the taste was really good. "And you see," just in front of them is you and I eating the same ice cream ball The two children, "We shared ice cream together, so we know each other?"

Hearing this, Naranja froze for a moment. If Buccarati knew about the actions just now, he would probably have to be lectured, but the actions of this kind-hearted person helped him avoid this situation, so——

"Of course we are friends!" He pointed at himself with his thumb, "If you have any problems on this street in the future, just report my name Naranga."

Naranja Gilka, the second youngest but the most conscientious member of the Bugarati team, was a bad boy on the street when he was 14 years old. Later, he was framed and released from the hospital. He was helped by Bugarati... and his The stand-in ability is Aerosmith, a rare enemy-finding stand-in.

Shaluo ate the ice cream slowly, the sweet and cold taste slid all the way into her stomach, and her mind became clearer, one of the outliers in "Enthusiasm", the assassination team.

The second outlier is the team led by Bugarati.

"Enthusiasm" made its fortune because of the drug market that was vacated by Pengo Lie because he never touched it, and the reason why Bugarati's father died in his early years was because he witnessed the scene of drug transactions.

"Hey, do you have eyes?" There were a bunch of people lying here and there in this alley, and occasionally a few of them were sober and swearing.

This is not a scene that would be comfortable to watch, and Shaluo could only pick out one with a frown, "Who did you buy your goods from?" She seductively took out a pack of white powder from her pocket, " Tell me it's yours."

True, threats of force and other temptations are useless against such a person, as they are the only things left in his life, and he will pursue them like moths to a flame, no matter the cost.

"I said, I said!" His eyes greedily stuck to the plastic bag in Shaluo's hand, "It's a guy named Andrew, he always has a lot in his hand...give it to me!" Without saying a word After that, he couldn't stand the temptation anymore, what's more, he saw another person crawling up behind him, staring at this small bag of powder.

Never let others grab it!After all, such a woman walking into this alley is asking for trouble, as long as he beats up this woman, maybe she will have more!

Sideways dodged a lunge from the guy behind him, seeing how he fell to the ground and struggled to get up, Shaluo kicked the guy in front of him blankly, and took out a sharp knife from the folds of the skirt. Blade, in front of them, threw out the transparent plastic bag in his hand.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and cut through the plastic bag, and the white powder scattered, like a light snowfall.

"Ah, mine! It's all mine!" Some people's eyes turned red, and they even stuck out their tongues to lick the dirty ground.

"It's just ordinary flour." No one heard Sha Luo's words, and no one wanted to listen.