Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 159
At night, on the rooftop of the hotel.

The sofa, reclining chair, and coffee table were removed, and replaced with a long black table with a chair on each side.

The energy-saving lamps were removed and replaced with old-fashioned incandescent lamps, and the dim lights illuminated the surroundings.

The fireplace was blazing, and the fiery red light became the most conspicuous part of the roof, and the crackling sound echoed in the silent night sky.

On the side of the long table, Lak sat on a chair with his head slightly drooping, holding two slender objects in his right hand and constantly moving them up and down.

The linear objects are constantly tumbling on the plate, and the aroma of the food floats into the distance with the breeze.

Lak took a sip and couldn't help but praise the chef's craftsmanship. At the same time, he felt the fragrance in the air blowing away with the wind and said with a smile:
"I don't know which unlucky child is going to cry tonight. I hope you don't blame me, haha."

"Soo So... So So..."

"Suso... Suo..."

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a gray light flew out of the shadows. It was fast and hidden, and it was difficult to detect in the dim light.

Lak was lowering his head and chatting, but he didn't seem to notice the attack coming.

Just when the people in the dark thought it was nothing more than that, the chopsticks volleyed a little, and the golden glow flew out and condensed into sharp arrows.

The two collided, and the golden arrow knife cut the tofu, breaking the gray light from it, and flew into the darkness unabated.

"Whoosh!"

The golden arrow flew out of the rooftop with a long tail flame, unimpeded along the way, without hitting the target.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The moment the tail flame disappeared, more light followed, and the fountain, the flower bed, the long table, and the sky surrounded the figure on the long table in all directions.

The sneak attack failed, and this time the Dark One switched the light back to bright white.

"So Suo..."

Lak slurped his mouth in an unhurried manner, only seeing the large white porcelain bowl in front of him, and his hand holding the chopsticks was calm and flexible.

The most important thing is to use life to truly interpret cooked rice.

The light came in a flash, and gathered together to form a circle of white light, illuminating Lak's body for a foot.

He moved!
With a frivolous thumb, the two chopsticks merged into one, and the arm waved to hit the ray one after another at lightning speed.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Sparks bloomed from the top of the head, the right side, the back, and the left side.

The gorgeous colors on the dark rooftop are like a grand fireworks show.

And Lak is an angel living in the sky, who is satisfied with the performance of mortals and waves his blessings.

"puff!"

The last light went out, and there was silence in the darkness, no one came out.

It seems that they are still planning to wait for an opportunity.

Luke swept around with a golden light in his eyes. This skill failed for the first time, and Loki was not found.

It seems that the title of the second magician of Asgard is not in vain.

For the sake of pranks, the talents are all on the magician skill tree.

"It's not rude to come and go, since you don't want to come out, then I can only do it myself."

Lak put down his chopsticks, tapped the ground with his right foot under the table, and the rich golden light spread wildly around the floor tiles in a circular shape.

"Ding!"

The fireplace was the closest, and the golden light spread along the wall. The firewood, the blackened interior, and the old-fashioned chimney were all dyed golden.

At the same time, the bottom of the opposite fountain was also plated with gold.

The sudden change scared the two koi fish, one red and one white, wandering around the lotus.

With a flick of the little tail, two bubbles popped up and disappeared without a trace.

The golden light continued to spread, covering 90.00% of the roof area in the blink of an eye, and stopped at the entrance.

Lak muttered in a low voice: "It's not here?"

"Despicable mortal, it seems that your strength is not very good!"

The brilliance flashed across the long table. Loki was wearing a long woolen coat with a scarf on his chest.

The dark style makes him look even more evil.

As expected, the right hand holds the spiritual scepter.

Lak looked away from the scepter, picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, looked towards the fountain, and said with a smile:

"Really, look what that is."

"Ok?"

Loki turned his head in doubt, and saw the golden light covered the roof, scattered with green lights,
There are fences, flower beds, entrances, fountains, and even the foreheads of statues.

Among them, the green light along the edge of the fence is the most eye-catching, and it circles an S shape from the entrance and stops opposite the long table.

"I didn't expect the famous god of pranksters to be so good at it. Disrespect and disrespect."

Lark raised his wine glass and saluted with a smile.

Loki raised his foot, and the bottom of the leather shoe was stained with a layer of potion.
This means that he has been exposed from the moment he stepped onto the rooftop.

"Shet!"

He cursed in a low voice and released the spell with his right hand to remove the potion, then put down his feet, and taunted back:
"I didn't expect that the famous Guardian of the Night would actually use such a low-level method."

"Thank you for the compliment. I was still skeptical about this kind of plan, but now it seems that we need to increase investment.
Guys who can hide are the most annoying. "

Lak narrowed his eyes, with an open-minded and teachable expression.

Loki: "..."

I endure, I endure, I endure.

I'll clean you up after a major event is done... Loki adjusted his mentality, took out a book and threw it on the table.

Seeing that the name is impressively "On How to Be a Monarch - Rocky Edition" that Lark lost at the beginning.

He folded his arms: "Tell me, what did you mean by deliberately throwing this book to me at Hammer Base?"

Rocky was still a little angry when he said this. When he was in New Mexico, he relied on no one to find him, and he pulled the hammer and picked up books secretly.

The results of it?
Good guy, there's a shadow king hiding in the opposite.

Not only did he watch the show the whole time, but also cooperated with him in performing a wave of lust?
Long line for big fish?

He couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while, but it was right that he was in a terrible mood anyway.

Why does my back feel cold? Could it be that someone is planning to plot against me!

Lak clenched his chopsticks tightly, his eyes scanned the rooftop vigilantly, and suddenly realized when he saw Loki with a straight face on the opposite side.

Oh.
It is you!
That's fine.

"Don't worry, let's open the skylight and speak plainly."

Lark opened the portal, put the plate and chopsticks in, and then took out two teacups.

With a sway of his right hand, an old-fashioned teapot appeared in his hand, and clear tea was poured into the cup, and the fragrance permeated the roof.

"Grumble."

"Grumble."

When it was [-]% full, Lark stopped his movements, pushed the cup with one hand, and the cup crossed the long table and stopped in front of Loki.

"How about a taste of my tea?"

Rocky's nose moved slightly, his surprise flashed, and then he continued to keep a straight face:
"Rubbish!"

"Ha ha."

Lark raised his teacup and took a sip without haste, raised his left hand and snapped his fingers in Loki's puzzled eyes.

"Snapped!"

"Crack-knock-"

The sky "cracked" in response, the glass curtain wall covering the roof collapsed, and countless prismatic fragments fell, reflecting colorful light.

Gorgeous and dangerous.

Loki subconsciously grasped the spiritual scepter with his right hand, looked up at the "flower rain" all over the sky, and lost his voice:
"Mirror space!"

When did he lay it down?

Before coming?
Or after coming?
He is just an ordinary courtyard man, why is he so proficient in magic at such a young age,
I have lived to a dog for thousands of years... what have I been doing! ! !
Loki sighed silently, remembering the question in the book about the old king's reluctance to pass on the throne:

"Is your strength comparable to the old king, or your brothers and sisters?"
If you can beat him, you can directly kill your father and brother, and you will be done with the throne! 』

After a long time, he regained his composure, took a sip from the teacup, and asked for the second time:

"Tell me, why did you ask me to come to you on purpose?"

(End of this chapter)