The red-haired girl Xuexu in front of her is temporarily in the process of transitioning from the "fantasy period" to the "practice period".
If she had a chance to talk to Luke, then she would have succeeded.
But now, she... doesn't seem like a failure? Luke took a sip of tea, and really became interested in Shi Zhitian's family.
Not to mention anything else, just with Xue Xu and those famous bodyguards, the foundation of Shi Zhitian's family will not be clean.
That Shi Zhitian Shingen might just be a gift package of experience.
Thinking in his mind, he asked, "Does Ishida Shingen like to kill people? Well, for example, did you and those bodyguards kill people who were ordered by him?"
Xue Xu was not too surprised that he knew about the murder.
In front of a murderous demon king, it is very unreliable to conceal the murder.
She neatly vomited her murder experience and the background of Ishizhida Shingen.
Luke's pheromone control, her desire for freedom, and her hatred of Shi Zhitian Shingen made her make a choice.
After listening, Luke pondered for a moment and said, "Leave your contact information, and I will find you."
Xue Xu immediately asked the waiter to bring a pen and paper, wrote down a string of mobile phone numbers, and respectfully put them on the table in front of him.
Luke nodded and took out a neon coin: "Look at your luck in the end, heads or tails?"
Xuexu's vest felt a little chilly: Could it be a game where the front side spares my life and the back side ascends to heaven on the spot
"Reverse." She hesitated for a moment, and chose to reverse.
Because "positive" doesn't seem to fit her feeling of survival.
Ten seconds later, the coin landed on the table face up.
Xue Xu wanted to tremble all over again, but the death perception didn't respond.
Luke nodded and pointed to the coin: "It is the greatest luck in your life. Take it and you can go."
Although Xue Xu was full of question marks, he immediately took the coin in his hand, squeezed it tightly in his hand, stood up and bowed at ninety degrees: "Thank you for your generosity, then I will take my leave."
Luke waved his hand, picked up the phone again, and started to sketch.
Xue Xu bowed his waist and backed away for several meters, then slowly turned around and left in small steps.
Luke really didn't lie to her.
If she hadn't lost guessing the coin, he would have had to knock her out to get the ability, so she was really lucky.
At this moment, the system panel shows: Death Perception (Special Psychic Department, which can be partially learned): Precondition: Spirit 40, points 100,000.
Luke learned it casually.
He doesn't care much about the side effects. Now the vigilante's mission is mainly done by his avatar. It's hard to die and he's not afraid of death.
Besides, he didn't think that many people could scare him through death perception.
If this ability was too sensitive, and Xue Xu would pee in fright when she saw a murderer, then she would have been sent to a mental hospital long ago.
After Xue Xu left, Luke put down his phone and began to feel the death sensation carefully.
This ability is far more miraculous than Xue Xu's language description, perhaps it is more accurate to use the premonition of death.
Xue Xu can see people's death, but she must be present.
Just like when Luke wanted to kill those two wicked bodyguards last night, she felt that they were going to die.
The stronger the premonition, the easier it is for these two people to die.
This premonition was described by her as a breath of death. In fact, it should be Luke's killing intent directed at the two bodyguards
Whether this "killing intent" is mental fluctuations, or something else, is temporarily uncertain.
After all, Xuexu, like most superpowers, lacks systematic and in-depth research on his own superpowers, and only uses it based on instinct + experience.
After Luke obtained the ability, he only analyzed the experience of the original owner as experimental data, and did not really regard it as the truth.
The key to using each ability is to suit yourself, not to simply copy and copy.
After some analysis, he paused his research.
No one has released "killing intent" on him now, and the effect of this ability is not intuitive.
But it's not difficult, and you can find those traffickers to test it later.
Thinking of this, he put away his phone, got up and walked out of the coffee shop.
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Overnight, Tokyo's extremely busy morning kicked off again.
A large number of social animals poured into Tokyo from Chiba, Kanagawa, and Saitama counties, and began to be squeezed and exploited by the company for a new day.
There were sardine-like crowds on the tram, exactly like some action movies Luke had seen.
The difference is that there are not many beautiful women in it.
Luke stood in front of a vending machine on the street, looking at the various drinks inside.
At Neon, you'll never know what the drinks in these machines are like.
Last night Luke had already tried a variety of sodas, such as cucumber soda, coffee soda, blueberry soda, etc., and finally even bought a bottle of soy sauce soda.
He only tasted a small sip of each, and used the storage space to express the rest to New York, leaving it to the deity to fool a certain dog head.
As long as it is Neon's secret 18-flavor soda or something, the dog head will definitely be very interested.
Its sense of taste is quite different from that of humans. Maybe you can find something you like, so you can buy more and leave it as a prize.
Now, Luke is buying wasabi soda, curry soda, green tea soda, and takoyaki soda.
This kind of surprise is good to buy a little more at a time, and it is a waste of time to buy one by one.
At this time, he heard someone buying things from the vending machine at the corner. The voices should be two young women.
Because of a ninety-degree corner, everyone couldn't see each other.
But Luke could hear them chatting about last night's TV series while looking for drinks.
He didn't care, he stuffed money into the vending machine, and then watched the bottles of drinks fall down.
As soon as he picked up the drink, there was a female grunt in pain, followed by another female voice asking in surprise, mixed with the sound of footsteps moving away quickly.
Luke rolled his eyes and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth: You're just kidding! Is there really such a thing in Tokyo
He casually grabbed the curry soda in the vending machine, swung it up and threw it around the corner.
Primary precision launch!
Whoosh! Boom!
The plastic bottle of curry soda hit a wall five or six meters away, then spun, turned and flew towards a thin man who was running wildly on the side of the street.
Boom!
The skinny man's head collided with the curry soda, making a dull and somewhat empty sound, and a dog fell to the ground after eating shit, and a few white teeth flew out indistinctly.
But he, who was knocked out by the curry soda, no longer knew all this.
Luke shot a bottle, and at the same time enhanced the listening range of the primary sound wave.
Soon he found that more than ten meters away from the side, there was a man wearing a hat and a mask, and he was holding a camera to shoot everything here.
Grabbing another bottle of mustard soda casually, he took a step sideways, and an anti-aircraft gun fired it and threw it against the corner of the wall.
Duang! Boom!
The man holding the digital video camera felt a pain in the back of his head, his eyes went dark, and he also passed out.
The high-projection mustard soda hit the light pole behind him, refracted on the back of his head, and rolled to the ground.
Luke grabbed the remaining bottles of drinks, stuffed them into his environmental protection bag, and walked out.