Dark Demon Warlock

"Sorry, I just didn't expect Professor Hughes to accept a professional as a student." Moore Lane explained after apologizing.

Why can't Professor Hughes accept professionals as students?

Yate didn't know the reason for this, so he wisely chose to remain silent.

Moore Lane just said casually, and just raised his eyes, and stopped staring at his body.

Can't see his occupation.

Wait, what is his expression!

It was only then that he discovered his abnormal reaction, one foot forward and one foot back, his upper body slightly leaned back, and his whole body was full of vigilance, as if he would run away regardless if he made a slight movement!

What did you just do?

He has already been able to use spiritual perception, hasn't he realized that he is not malicious?

Wait, his expression, is this disgust?

Moore Lane suddenly thought of some ugly rumors, and suddenly understood what he meant.

Anger flared up.

This guy actually thinks of himself as that kind of person!

"Shua!" High spirit brings high perception. Faced with this pressure that almost condenses the air, Yate's reaction is very sharp, like a flexible fish swimming in the water, twisting his body left and right, using a A very silky way to hide behind a desk.

After standing still, he realized that his eyelids twitched violently.

be cheated!

This guy is not only strong, but also an old fox!

Just now, under the guise of becoming angry from embarrassment, this guy burst out with a powerful momentum to scare him.

After all, he is just a newcomer, so he couldn't help being frightened, his body reacted faster than his reason, and his strength and skills were exposed.

Moore Lane showed a happy expression on his face, staring at the void in front of him, his fingers moved slightly, as if simulating the trajectory of his avoidance.

Then he reacted, a burst of embarrassment.

But it's not without its benefits.

Before, he was groping and practicing alone, without pressure, no matter how hard he practiced, it was just talk on paper.

Stimulated by that pressure just now, his dodging skills had a small breakthrough, so it was so smooth that even Moore Ryan couldn't help imitating it.

Art quickly readjusted his mentality.

He is only a theoretical school with a broad vision, but Moore Lane is a practical school, aristocrats, and being able to get into this position, must have experienced many conspiracies and tricks, so it is not surprising that he was calculated.

On the contrary, one should be thankful that it was just such a calculation.

Sure enough, if you think about the same thing from different angles, your mood will be completely different.

Most importantly, there is nothing he can do about it.

Nor was it worth feuding with Moore Lane for it.

With this guy's cunning, it's impossible not to see that his words are duplicity, so he just let it go.

How many friends is better than many enemies.

Moore Ryan, who was in a state of indulgence, didn't bother him, and sorted out the gains just now.

The silky trajectory that broke through the air barrier still has a sense of unsatisfactory in retrospect, just like the extreme operation made by a professional game player in a flash of inspiration, which makes people amazed, intoxicated and endlessly memorable.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to boast like this, who makes it so.

Tens of seconds later, Moore Ryan was the first to come back to his senses.

In fact, he kept paying attention to Yate all the time, seeing all the latter's reactions in his eyes.

From the initial realization, to embarrassment, to letting go, I have to say that this kid who popped up out of nowhere is really good.

He has an urge to receive subordinates.

"Would you like to come to work under me?" After Yate came back to his senses, he directly invited.

"I still have to learn from the teacher." Art was stunned for a moment, and then refused.

He is too strong.

"Then I'll wrong you to stay here for a few days." More or less, Moore guessed that he would refuse, and his character could be seen from the reaction just now, but he had to try.

This is the character of Moore Lane.

"You're the one who doesn't want Trolbo to succeed!" Art flashed a flash of light in his mind and blurted out.

"It seems that you don't have much respect for Trolbo." Moore Lane raised his mouth slightly, walked behind the desk, sat down by himself, and then continued: "It's not me, I don't know how to use it." Such a stupid way, to actually think of kidnapping someone, and just let someone invite you over!"

He already knew what happened last night, that idiot actually sent someone to kidnap her!

It would be fine if he successfully tied someone up, but the person he sent out was actually killed by a passing werewolf!

It's really... makes people want to laugh.

Art suddenly realized.

If not the same person, it is the same camp.

But is the guy behind the scenes really that stupid?

Professor Hughes guessed in advance that the guy would find someone to kidnap him, and Moore Lane also said that the guy was stupid. How "blunt" is this so that everyone can guess his next move!

"No need to guess, I'll tell you, it's my brother Elmer Lane, Viscount, City Councilor, and president of the Sigrid Dock Chamber of Commerce." Moore Lane looked at him with a half-smile.

Arthur's expression froze.

I know a lot of information recently!

If this continues, he is afraid that he will grow crow's feet ahead of time.

City councilors aside, the Sigrid Dock Chamber of Commerce is a real behemoth.

Let's put it this way, if Elmer Lane said that he didn't like herring, then herring would disappear from the tables of most citizens of Pudera.

In contrast, the Red Scorpion Gang and the Xihai Club are nothing but children's play games!

Is such a big man really as stupid as Moore Lane said?

In addition, what kind of relationship would make the younger brother judge his elder brother as "stupid"?

Also, Moore Lane obviously told him on purpose, wouldn't it be because he wanted to use him for something?

"Huh—" Thinking, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, staring at Moore Ryan with resentment.

I've compromised, you don't push yourself—Moore Lane read the look in his eyes.

It stands to reason that he should be angry, but he expressed it in such a tactful way that Moore Lane was embarrassed to be angry with him.

Using him to coerce Professor Hughes this time is tantamount to offending both the teacher and the student at the same time, and it will definitely be useful to Professor Hughes in the future.

Forget it, let him go.

"Don't worry, I just need you to come and live for a while!" Originally, his idea of ​​layout was really useful.

I just didn't expect him to be so alert.

"I don't need to do anything, right?" Art confirmed.

"That's right!" Moore Lane nodded.

"I'm going home to get something." Art didn't show any resistance.

If someone is sent to kidnap him, he can still evade, fight, and express his dissatisfaction by the way, but if he is invited to come over openly like this, let alone invincible, even if he can beat him, he will not do it.

He doesn't want to stand in line.

Being under house arrest can also be explained, but he can't be allowed to die.

"Yes." Moore Lane agreed.

"Besides, I eat a lot!" Art said again.

"Don't worry, I'm full here!" Moore Ryan naturally heard that he deliberately emphasized "big", but what kind of place is this place?

Enough seafood!

"I have nothing else to ask." Art said very bachelor.

Moore Ryan admired his sense of wit, and called the soldier just now to give him some advice.

I specifically told him to let him eat well and eat well.

"I have to eat 3 albacores (tuna) over 1 meter, 5 deep-sea crabs over 10kg, 5 lobsters over 20cm, and 10 oysters the size of a fist every meal." Art said directly in front of Moore Lane Said.

Saying this can easily get slapped if you leave this room.

Moore Ryan's face darkened instantly.

"There are 5 stalls selling seafood on the right hand side of the fish market. I only eat what they sell!" Yate continued to say as if he didn't see it.

Moore Lane's complexion quickly recovered, and he nodded to the soldiers who were looking at him.

Although I don't know how those guys offended him, I don't mind if he borrows his name once.

Anyway, those guys are not good people.

It is impossible to pay the bill. If those guys have the guts, they can come here and try to ask for the bill.