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"Running away from home? Miss Niong."
Hearing this gentle and hearty voice, Niong looked sideways and saw a handsome silver-haired guy taking out a can of drink from under the vending machine.
"You know me? Who are you?" she asked.
Ni Weng confirmed that she had not seen the person in front of her.
"My name is Fang Lang. I once met Miss Niong at a ball." Fang Lang blinked and chuckled: "Have you forgotten? I invited Miss Niong to dance at Mazarron's ball, but you refused. .¡±
Mazarron is the city where the Nosla family is located, so the dance and other things are naturally nonsense.
"Really? Well, I'm sorry." Although Niong is spoiled, she still understands the basics of top hat, although she can't remember the person in front of her.
"I noticed Miss Niong just now, and I thought I had the wrong person." Fang Lang got through and started to communicate further.
"Eh?"
"Because the auction is about to start, I think Miss Niong should be at the Semetali Building." Fang Lang said, scratching his head in embarrassment: "I just arrived today because of something, and I am preparing to go now. .¡±
"Impossible, the auction has been suspended." Ni Weng shook her head and said: "A group of thieves are eyeing the treasures at the auction. It was because of this that my father drove me back."
"Well" Fang Lang said thoughtfully: "I don't know if your father has received the news. The news I received here is that the thieves are handled by professionals and the auction will be held as usual."
Hearing this, Niong showed a surprised expression, "You mean, dad is really lying to me!"
"Well, it's understandable that your father is worried about your comfort." Fang Lang reassured, looked up into the distance, and said: "Your maid seems to have noticed that you are missing and is looking for you. They are coming this way."
"Ah! No, I have to leave first. I don't want to be taken back. I want to participate in the auction." As she said that, Niong turned around willfully and headed towards the side door of the hall.
Seeing this, Fang Lang showed a wry smile and hurriedly chased after him, "If you insist on going, I will drive you there. If you don't have a pass tonight, you won't be able to get in. You will be stopped by roadblocks."
"Really?" Ni Weng immediately turned around, faced Fang Lang, and said with a smile: "Great!"
Seeing her like this, Fang Lang shook his head secretly in his heart. He was such an innocent child. If he was left alone, he would be raped many times.
Although he was thinking in his heart, there was a smile on his face, "Then, please follow me, the car has been delivered."
Immediately, the two left one after another. Behind them, Chrollo observed the scene and followed from a distance without being exposed.
Soon after, two black cars drove out of the airport and headed towards the Semetali Building.
In the car, Fang Lang chatted with Ni Weng while driving the car.
"I heard from my father that your divination is getting better and better. If you have a chance, you must come and ask me for help."
"is that so."
"Miss Niong, how accurate is your divination?"
"One hundred percent. Therefore, there are many people who want my help in divination, and their heads are getting bigger every day."
Fang Lang smiled and said, "Hey, that's great. Can you do some divination for me?"
"Okay, you helped me a lot today." Ni Weng nodded without hesitation, took out the paper and pen that he habitually carried, handed it to Fang Lang, and said: "Write your name on the paper, birth date Year, month, day, and blood type are enough. Ah, but you drive?"
"It's okay. Please help me hold the paper for a moment." Fang Lang freed up his right hand, took the pen, and wrote the necessary content on the paper.
Fang Lang.
November 23, 1998.
Blood type 0.
Ni Weng took the paper that she had finished writing, and after taking a look at it, she couldn't help being startled, and burst into laughter, "Did you write it wrong, 1998, now it is September 1999, how could you be born last year?" of."
"Yeah, just kidding, haha." Fang Lang laughed, covered it up, and said, "Actually, I'm curious, what will happen if it's fake?"
"If it's false, there's no way to predict it. It's difficult to describe it in words. Let me try to show it to you." As she said that, Ni Weng took the pen from Fang Lang, then closed her eyes. Suddenly, her mind power spread out, and she held it in her hand. On the right hand of the pen, a strange mind beast appeared, "Angel's automatic note."
Suddenly, the pen started to move without permission. In this state, Niong's eyes were dull and her mind was wandering.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Finally, Ni Weng handed the written prophetic poem to Fang Lang.
"See for yourself."
Fang Lang took it and looked at it seriously.
It¡¯s not the language of Hunter World, it¡¯s not Chinese, it¡¯s not Japanese, it¡¯s also not French, it¡¯s not any other language.
As long as it is text, no matter what it is, Fang Lang can probably understand it, unless it is ancient text like the pirate world, which cannot be read due to some restrictions.
In short, taking the date of birth on earth, plus blood type and real name, the result is unpredictable.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, it really turned out like this." Fang Lang shrugged and took the pen from Ni Weng, "Then try it for real."
It is said to be true, but in fact it is false.
Fang Lang set his current age for himself, 19 years old, so the conditions became like this.
Fang Lang.
Born on November 23, 1980.
Blood type 0.
"Please try it with the real one." Fang Lang handed over what he had written.
"Really, then there's nothing you can do." Niong complained softly, but still made a prediction.
After a while, Fang Lang got the prophetic poem:
The important day was partially torn apart by you,
The forgotten month will be mourned everywhere.
? Under the performance of an orchestra in mourning clothes,
The moon in November of the lunar calendar moves steadily.
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The forks in the road that separate us will determine our fate.
Even if there are only half of the remaining months,
Spiders are already crawling on the web.
You enjoy this game of stealing, right?
Please be careful of playing cards in the dark.
If you are sincere,
Falsehoods and lies will also be forgiven.
"Is that so? I have a headache. Should I stop now?" After reading this, Fang Lang felt peaceful in his heart. Although the prediction was successful, the result was not good or bad. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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