Chapter 638 "Man-eating Plant" A figure walked into the door of the "Piranha Plant" bar. She was a woman of medium height, wearing a dark, relatively conservative long skirt. Her eyebrows were delicately drawn, her skin was covered with thick foundation, her cheeks were painted with very obvious blush, her lips were bright and shiny, and there were brilliant colors around her eyes. Although this woman has the problem of excessive makeup, too heavy makeup, and an overall inconsistent style, her crystal brown eyes like gemstones, tall and delicate nose bridge, beautiful lip line, and curvy figure still make her exude a strong charm. Most of the male customers in the bar turned their eyes towards the door, and no one spoke for a while. Only after the woman nodded to a few of the customers with a slightly arrogant look did they seem to come alive. Some tried to strike up a conversation, while others spoke loudly to their companions and showed themselves off. The woman didn't stop, walked through the crowd and sat on the other side of the bar. What a unique style! If Franca were here, she would definitely go up and chat with him... Lumian felt a little sorry for his companion, then he looked away and said to the bartender with a smile: "That lady is very popular." The bartender put away the expression he gave to a new adventurer and said seriously: “She’s my boss.”

Boss... Lumian suddenly remembered the name of this bar and asked thoughtfully: "Piranha Plant?" "It's her." The bartender lowered his voice, then walked up to the beautiful woman with heavy makeup and whose actual age could not be determined, and poured her a glass of unknown brand of Black Rand wine. When the bartender returned to this side, Lumian asked curiously: "Why is there the nickname 'Piranha Plant'? "I think she's very popular." The bartender subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the boss. He found that she was concentrating on drinking and aimlessly looking at the drinkers nearby. Then he whispered: "In Paros, beautiful women of her level often just enjoy the pursuit and praise of men and won't give them a chance to get close to each other. But our boss is different. If she likes someone, she will really invite him to spend a wonderful night with her. Sometimes, in the room upstairs, we can hear her moans in the hall..." Having said this, the bartender stopped, with a look of aftertaste and yearning on his face. Joy? Lumian frowned slightly and asked with a smile: "Have you ever been spotted?" The bartender was silent for a moment. For a moment, Lumian suspected that the other party would smash the cup in his hand on his head. He changed the subject: "Isn't there any rude and barbaric man who forced your boss?" The bartender exhaled: "Recall the name of our bar again." Piranha plant... is that what it means? Lumian suddenly understood. The bartender continued: “All the men who tried to force our boss were either beaten severely or thrown off the building, and some even disappeared mysteriously. “Even those she liked would turn pale and have weak legs after one night, making them unable to walk steadily. "So, she got the nickname 'Piranha Plant', but she didn't mind it at all and later named the bar after her." This is a little different from the style of the "Pleasure Witches"... However, witches also have their own styles. Franka, the "Pleasure Witch", is different from other "Pleasure Witches"... Lumian satisfied his curiosity and did not ask about the bar owner. He took out a deck of ordinary playing cards from the "Traveler's Bag" and said:

"Have you seen or heard of anyone using playing cards as weapons in recent years?" According to Anthony Reid's analysis of "Sisso", this core member of "April Fools' Day" has a strong tendency to express himself. After successfully making the poker card with changing card faces and "frost" and "cutting" properties, it is impossible that he only used it in "April Fools' Day" pranks. When he fights with people or murders someone, he should be very happy to use that magical item to end the target's life. This is the clue for investigation. The two pranks initiated by "Sisso" were both related to Matanibong and involved some relatively secretive or important local matters. It was impossible for someone who was not a local or had lived in the area for a long time to suddenly choose this area and have sufficient intelligence support. Lumian reasonably suspected that "Sisso"'s original range of activities was in Matanibong and the surrounding areas. This is why he clearly felt that "Siso" should have received a warning from "Loki" and had evacuated this place in advance, lying in hiding, and also had to travel to Matani State. Only by mastering Hisoka's past can we grasp his present and end his future! The native bartender laughed at Lumian: "Do you think I would know? "For this kind of thing, you should go to the patrol team and ask. As for whether they will answer you, that is another matter." Patrol team... Lumian didn't take it as an offense and nodded slightly. The patrol team is a team of extraordinary people established by General Queralil, who rules Matanibong. It mainly deals with occult events and battles between extraordinary people. After most of the Intis colonists withdrew from this principality, neither the remaining churches of the "Eternal Sun" Church and the "God of Steam and Machinery" Church, nor the newly entered and built churches of the "Mother Earth" Church, had officially authorized law enforcement powers. Although the three major churches certainly have teams of Extraordinary people stationed in churches in different cities, they can only be used to protect themselves and the believers hiding in the churches. They cannot take over incidents that the police cannot handle like they did in their original sphere of influence, and eliminate anomalies that may pose hidden dangers. The corresponding power was taken back by General Quillaril and handed over to the newly formed patrol team. Some of the Beyonders in the patrol team came from General Queralil's army, some were remnants of the former Balam Empire, and some were original adventurers and bounty hunters. What a simple and plain name... Lumian looked sideways at the few wanted posters on the wall, thought for a moment and said: "General Queralil doesn't want adventurers to treat Matanibong as a hunting paradise, and doesn't want them to fight in the streets under the pretext of hunting down a target on a wanted list?" The bartender looked at Lumian with a hint of surprise: “Among adventurers, you have a pretty good brain. "In Matanibong, we only want people who have committed crimes here. No one cares what you have done elsewhere." It is indeed a paradise for adventure... Lumian picked up the liqueur and drank the rest. He was about to switch to a glass of West Balam’s specialty liquor to taste the different flavors when he suddenly felt someone staring at him. That was the owner of the "Piranha Plant" bar, the woman with bright makeup and a black dress. Lumian nodded calmly, looking away and back at the bartender. Although this "piranha plant" is indeed very beautiful, it cannot compare to the "witch" who is famous for her feminine charm. Besides, Lumian doesn't like such heavy makeup. At this moment, the woman stood up, walked to Lumian's side, raised her bright lips and said: "I can feel that you, like me, are a living volcano, but you haven't erupted yet. You are still enduring with difficulty and waiting in pain. "Would you like to feel my passion tonight?" Lumian raised his right hand and touched his face.

You like me now? Speaking of which, I have been popular with girls since I was a child. After becoming a "Hunter", all kinds of beauties often appear around me... Is this the hidden influence of the true man's path? That's not right. According to the descriptions in the "Great Adventurer" series of novels and the rumors I heard recently at sea, Mr. Fool's divine messenger Danitz is also from the "Hunter" path, but his secret love failed and he doesn't have any decent female companions... Lumian muttered something silently, stood up, and asked with a smile: "What do you call it?" “Belotia.” The woman’s smile widened, making Lumian think that she would look better if she took off her heavy makeup. Lumian took off his golden straw hat, pressed it to his chest, bowed slightly, and saluted: "Ms. Belotia, thank you for your invitation, but I already have someone I like." As he spoke, he ignored Belotia's slightly stiff face, walked past the "piranha plant", and walked towards the door of the bar with a calm expression. Belotia did not call out to him, but like many other customers in the bar, she watched him open the heavy wooden door and walk out. As the wooden door slammed shut, Lumian sneered and muttered to himself: "I can even resist the charm of the 'Witch of Pleasure', so why would I risk looking for a woman whose origins and purposes I don't know? "Using the excuse of having someone you like is a way of maintaining your dignity. If you still want revenge, then I won't be polite..." Lumian left the bar early and wandered around the nearby streets, specifically looking for secluded alleys to see if he could come across anything or a criminal, and thus obtain the source of intelligence. After turning several streets, he suddenly heard a bang-bang-bang sound coming from a dark and deserted alley. Lumian approached silently, going deeper into the alley, and saw two men fighting fiercely. One of them had obvious indigenous features. He was not too old, probably in his twenties, with a pale face. He held a sharp but heavy dagger in his right hand, and his left palm was slightly open. There was a dark shadow floating in the palm of his hand, and the surrounding area was gloomy and cold. The other one was in his early thirties, with ordinary features, an expressionless face, short black hair, and dark green eyes with more white around them. He was wearing the usual white shirt and black trousers, and in each hand he held a weapon that looked like a scalpel but longer and sharper. At this time, the two were fighting fiercely, their weapons collided quickly, making a clanging sound. As soon as he saw this performance, Lumian knew that they were not ordinary people and they all had extraordinary qualities. Lumian stopped moving forward, put his hands in his pockets, propped his right foot up, and leaned leisurely against the wall next to him, watching the close combat between the Beyonders without concealing his presence. (End of this chapter)