Hunter: I'm really not a necromancer

Chapter 221: The Pretending Thing 2/5

Chapter 221 Something you like (25)

On the bustling shopping street, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Franklin is tall and strong, and his height of nearly 2.2 meters is extremely conspicuous in the crowd, and the scars on his face give him a fierce aura.

Passers-by walking on the street will, without exception, show fear when they see Franklin, and then subconsciously stay away from Franklin.

This resulted in a strange moving "vacuum" area appearing around Franklin.

"drop--"

The phone in my pocket vibrated slightly.

Franklin took out his cell phone and looked at it.

On the small screen of his mobile phone, which was in sharp contrast with his big palm-like hands, was a text message that read "Turn Right."

"..."

Franklin put away his cell phone, followed the content in the text message, turned right a few meters away, and turned into an alleyway with many motorcycles parked on both sides.

Among the disorderly motorcycles, there was a tall and thin man leaning against the wall, tilting his head to look at Franklin who had just walked into the alley.

The man has blond hair and is handsome, but his face is thin and pale, and there is a shallow scar at the corner of his lip.

This person's name is Rice Edwin, and he is member No. 8 of the Phantom Troupe.

"Rice."

Franklin looked at the blond man.

Rice smiled on his lips, spread his hands and said, "Franklin, didn't you notice anything just now?"

"A boy?"

There was no trace of emotion on Franklin's face.

Just now on the pedestrian street, although countless eyes gathered, he still noticed the eyes from Moyu.

The fundamental reason is that when many passersby passed by him, when they looked at him, they basically left him immediately. Only Moyo looked at him a few more times.

Although there was no hostility in that gaze, it was enough for Franklin to notice Moyu's presence.

But it's one thing to notice it, and another thing to not care about it.

Since there was no hostility, Franklin didn't take it seriously.

But now that I saw Rice mention it, I understood why Rice asked him to turn into the alley.

I guess I thought he was not aware of Moyu's existence, so I wanted to remind him "kindly" here.

"So you discovered it."

Rice raised his eyebrows in surprise and sighed: "I saw no reaction from you at all, so I was still thinking about whether I should help you deal with that little trouble."

"..."

Franklin still looked calm.

He didn't care about everyone and everything in this short minute, but he also felt that Rice's behavior was superfluous.

Seeing Franklin's ungrateful look, Rice didn't think it was anything.

It was because he wanted something from Franklin, so he called Franklin to come over and ask Kexin to meet him.

"Anyway, it's great that you came here."

Rice walked towards Franklin and opened his arms as if to hug him.

Franklin turned away from Rice's hug with an expressionless face and said coldly:

"Rice, I don't think you are encountering 'difficulties'. Now, I need you to give an explanation, and then I will choose whether to turn around and leave based on your explanation."

"Ah, Franklin, don't be so cold."

Rice folded his arms naturally, not feeling any embarrassment because Franklin avoided the hug.

"I am just calm on the surface. I am indeed encountering a difficult problem at the moment."

"Without further ado."

Franklin looked at him calmly, waiting for an explanation.

Rice raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said seriously: "I saw a rare target, but it is difficult for me to succeed on my own. This is why I asked you to come over."

"..."

Franklin was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Is it a woman again?"

"You still understand me, Franklin."

Rice's eyes slightly curved when he heard this, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips lightly, a trace of greed flashed on his slightly pale face.

Franklin frowned and sighed helplessly.

Before arriving, he probably guessed the reason for Rice's request.

But he couldn't ignore the request from his companions.

Seeing Franklin's reaction, Rice calmed down a little and smiled: "Just grab what you want, right?"

In Rice's concept, jewelry, gold, antique treasures, and even living creatures can all be collectively referred to as things.

Franklin acquiesced in Rice's statement.

Grab what you want, this is one of the missions of the Phantom Troupe.

Since Rice regards a certain woman as a target that he wants to take away, Franklin, as a member of the brigade, will respond to the requests from the group members on his own free choice.

Franklin looked at Rice expressionlessly and asked simply: "What do you need me to do?"

"Hey, Franklin, aren't you curious at all about who the woman I'm interested in this time is?"

Rice did not answer Franklin's question, but appeared very excited.

He looked like he would pour out the beans and explain the value of "goals" if Franklin asked out of curiosity.

Franklin said coldly: "I told you, stop talking nonsense."

"All right."

Rice stopped as soon as he saw it was good, spread his hands and said:

"The thing I'm interested in is the eldest daughter of a gangster family. She has many younger brothers around her, and she looks very difficult to deal with. It's a very difficult challenge for me."

"Tell the important point."

"Okay, there are a few telepaths around her, and I need you to share half of the firepower."

Rice makes a long story short.

When Franklin heard this, he nodded and said: "Okay, as per the old rules, I won't do any work for nothing."

"no problem."

Rice grinned.

According to his assessment, this operation would have a nearly 100% success rate with only Franklin's "fire suppression".

Rice seemed to have seen the exquisite body of the gangster lady.

Wherever he thought about it, Rice unabashedly showed desire on his face.

Franklin glanced at Rice's lustful expression, and a trace of disgust flashed deep in his eyes.

If it weren't for Rice's special ability and compound talent...

Even though Franklin had the obligation to respond to the members' requests, he really didn't want to have too much interaction with Rice's actions.