The world wants to kill the host

37 chapter

The sky was clear, and the white clouds floated gently in the blue sky like cotton candy.

The black-haired girl walked on the street wearing a school uniform that had not been worn for hundreds of thousands of years.

After buying a pair of slippers worth five dollars, she walked swaggeringly on the road humming a song, and finally came to a central garden roadside, and sat cross-legged on a rest bench with the sunglasses brought in from the family yesterday.

Today's morning joggers in America are a little different.

Every time they circled the garden, someone would look curiously at a dark-haired girl in a blue-and-white school uniform with sunglasses covering half of her face on a chair.

It's not because of her autumn white dress and school uniform, or her ridiculous plush slippers.

Well, apparently that's compelling enough.

What's more interesting is the signboard made of cards next to her.

Short and crudely written in large characters [paid fortune-telling] with a marker pen.

The dark-haired girl was obviously regarded as a psychopath who had run away from home or escaped from a mental hospital.

But this is New York, there are always young people who like to do things and have nothing to do, don't they?

Half an hour later, when Qiao Luo was about to fall asleep from boredom, several young people who had been watching and laughing came over.

One of the handsome young men was pushed out by them, and the other young men whistled, and the young man in gray who was pushed out looked embarrassed.

"Hmm..." The young man in gray sportswear pointed to the signboard beside her: "Ma'am, do you tell your fortune?"

"You're obviously not blind, are you?" Qiao Luo replied blankly.

"Okay, how much is it?" The young man in gray touched his tall nose, no one would like to be scolded blind by others for no reason.

"The billing here is up to you and luck."

"It's just random calculation." Qiao Luo fished out a six-color sieve from inside the school uniform.

"You can get as much as you want, and the money unit will give it to you. If you steal five cents, then five cents, five dollars, fifty, five hundred, or even five hundred million... It's your choice."

The girl's voice was exceptionally clear and pleasant. The gray-clothed youth thought about it for a while, and just thought it was paying to listen to her talk.

The young man in gray raised his eyebrows: "Okay, that's the beginning."

He casually shook it in his hands, spread his hands, shook the house, and finally the four points inside turned upwards.

Qiao Luo looked at someone beside him who had already started videotaping and wanted to upload it to Facebook.She didn't stop it, which was exactly what she wanted.

Qiao Luo raised his chin carelessly: "What do you want to ask?"

"Do you know my name?" The young man in gray looked at Qiao Luo curiously and asked.

Then the black-haired girl in front of her rolled her eyes under the sunglasses. Although the young man couldn't see it, he could feel the contempt of the girl in front of him.

Qiao Luo: "Can the requirements be higher?"

She pointed to the broken signboard next to her, and Qianqian pointed at the small piece next to [Fortune-telling] with her slender hands.

"Limit to five questions at a time."

"There is no requirement at all," Qiao Luo said: "Young man, you can't change this after asking."

"No, just ask this." The young man smiled.

Qiao Luo tilted his sore head, and his voice was clear enough for everyone to hear: "Your name is Peter Parker, you are 17 years old this year. Apparently your birthday will be three months away, and you are now in high school, a sophomore. Weakness can be faintly seen between the brows, obviously the personality is relatively introverted, but after getting..."

"Wait!!" The gray-clothed youth screamed, interrupting the girl's words.

"How did you know?!"

The people next to me don't know, so what do I get?Beauty confession?encourage?Or something ulterior?

The black-haired girl clicked on the sign next to it: "Are you blind?"

"Next question."

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There are more and more onlookers around, and the chair is already crowded.Even a little daring young man dangled around, lying under Qiao Luo's chair to see if there were any wireless electronic devices.

In the end they found nothing.

Qiao Luo especially wanted to smile coquettishly: That's natural, the little princess's golden fingers are all in his head.

But her whole person still exudes the aura of being a high-spirited, glamorous and unworldly person.

Jolo's photos and videos are uploaded constantly.

There were more and more viewers, until someone in the crowd said: "You are not a mutant, are you?"

Jolo: ...

Qiao Luo: Damn, this guy wants to make trouble!

This statement exploded, buddy, mutants!Those scary aliens on TV, strange skins and dangers suddenly came to my mind.

You must know that not long ago, a mutant killed a government official live-streamed in public, causing panic among the people.

In the minds of the people, the image of mutants is different from that seen in movies.

"Mutants? Lao Tzu has inherited Chinese technology for ten generations and is still a mutant?" Qiao Luo became unhappy all of a sudden: "Can those messy things compare with my sister?!"

"You say that grass will grow on my ancestor's head!" The black-haired girl stood up, showing a piercing smile: "Come on, come on, I haven't heard that mutants can destroy people's luck Yes, that stupid little guy just said that, come out."

"I just said a few words to you, as for?"

That man came out, he really couldn't believe what this little kid could do to him.

"Young man, it seems that you are not a businessman, are you a company employee?"

Qiao Luo wore slippers around her chest, like a landlady: "Do you know how difficult it is to earn a living now? Have you seen it!"

Qiao Luo tugged at his clothes: "If I hadn't been unemployed, if I hadn't been so poor that I couldn't even afford clothes today, why would I come to this ghostly place to do my old job when I'm decimated?"

"Do you know how troublesome fortune-telling is?!

When others are unlucky, they think of themselves first, and when something goes wrong, they think of themselves first.

Half-believed and dubious, after all, there are many liars now, no one has fortune-telling and no business, this is also understandable, after all, there are many liars now, it can all be explained, right? "

"But I'm telling you now! You're going to be in trouble for talking like that!"

A bird flew across the sky, and the white bird feces fell on the man's head, and the man made a strange cry.

Seeing this, the masses took three steps back.

The black-haired girl sneered.

Qiao Luo looked at the money he earned, and found that sixty dollars an hour was not bad. As a master, Qiao Luo naturally had to keep his distance and efficiency.

"That's all for today's business. Tomorrow, those who want to tell fortunes will continue to come. Each person can only do it once a day. You can change your life by stealing the sky and change your luck. It's all right!"

She shook her head, her blue pupils casually swept towards a hidden grass, and she smiled strangely there.

Live broadcast platform

#惊现前前女孩在中心花园Fortune-telling#

#Innocent Man Says Mutants Are Cursed#

#WanderingProphet, truth or deceit? #

[Aris]: This young lady is so handsome! / flowers

[Passerby expert]: He's handsome asshole, he's a fool, he's a money scammer at first glance!

[Iron Man is my father]: Actually, I think she might really be a mutant.

Ares@【Iron Man is My Dad】: Can mutants be predicted these days?How is it possible, don't talk nonsense upstairs, it's scary.

[Whispering]: What if it's memory capture?That's hard to say, there are no superpowers now, and she is still a teenager.

[Aris]: Who cares, I want to fan her!Ask Miss Sister to Twitter!

[One-stop]: Upstairs +1

[Mo Xia]: Upstairs +10086

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Qiao Luo used the system to scan in his mind on a big tree.

Sure enough, people are more concerned with whether they are a mutant than whether she is really predictable.

Mutants are closer to their lives, even if not by much, but in fact these people who oppose mutants have more reasons for being in an unspeakable jealousy.

Yes, a kind of jealousy.

Two people, on the same isolated island.

Two people originally had the same resources, one of them was older and had a lot of experience, and the other was still young.

Older people have more experience, so he is naturally superior and has become a habit.Day by day, suddenly one day, that young human being was loved by the heavens, and he had a more fertile land and a strong body.

The old one suddenly finds that he is getting old slowly, this young man is stronger than himself, he has what he does not have, that is called time.

what will happen to him

Or, what will happen to them?

Panic, fear, anger, envy, envy.

In the end there are three endings.

Qiao Luo showed a big smile, his eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons, but cunning.

You said, will the US government allow this kind of thing to exist?

Certainly not.

Qiao Luo turned over. This tree is the largest tree in the New York garden, but Qiao Luo is not worried that she will fall. Her balance is three points better than that of Little Dragon Girl sleeping on the steel wire. She fell asleep on the trunk and on the bed There is no difference, of course, except for the hardness issue.

The night drew a dim curtain, a few stars twinkled in the sky, and the black-haired girl lay on the tree and waited quietly.

Dark shadows whirled, and the autumn wind was bleak.

Qiao Luo opened his eyes, but the blue pupils were particularly conspicuous in the night, like a predator like an eagle, the light was astonishing and terrifying.

Sure enough.

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