Chapter 1401: Are you Mr. Death?

Chapter 1401 Are you Mr. Death?
When Luo’s boss planned to show up, Nero on the tree suddenly jumped out of the shopping bag... Luo Qiu stopped his own steps.
Nero began to walk in the direction of the child who left, and seemed to be planning to follow.
After Nero walked out of this small park, he came under the tree and looked around... Then he closed his eyes and the vision was reconstructed in his mind in a three-dimensional way.
What Luo found out, he opened his eyes and moved slightly. The next moment, people appeared on the top of a slightly tall building in the town.
On a sign sticking out from the roof of the building, a hooked balloon is swinging with the wind... The balloon is obviously much smaller than its original size, and it seems to be hooked here. some time.
Maybe it was yesterday, maybe the day before yesterday.
The thin line wrapped around the sign pole began to unravel automatically, and the free balloon finally fell into the hands of Luo’s boss – he dismantled the small note tied to the end of the thin line and opened it. A glance.
"I-don\'t-want-to-die."
The sea breeze blew, and suddenly, they took this little note away from Luo Qiu's hand... Going far.
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Mr. Smith is the chef and owner of a restaurant in the town. He has a beautiful wife, Joe, a five-year-old child.
The restaurant's business has been good, and the work is busy, but Mr. Smith's life is full of happiness and happiness - because this family will welcome a new life this year.
Because Mr. Smith's wife, Debra, has been pregnant for eight months, and it is coming soon... Whether it is a neighbor or a frequent visitor to the restaurant, I am sincerely happy for this upcoming little life.
After the New Year, in order to take care of the second pregnancy of Debra, Mr. Smith's mother also came here from home for the time being... This really made Mr. Smith a lot easier.
Outside the restaurant, a small blackboard with the menu of today, an old customer is looking at the menu to think about it.
At this moment a five-year-old boy walked down his head.
"Hey, Joe, are you okay?" The customer stopped at the moment and lowered his head, so he planned to walk into the little boy at the restaurant.
The little boy just nodded - but there was obviously no smile on his face... The emotion of the child's unhappiness was too easy for the adult to grasp.
The customer looked at the dust on Joe's body and seemed to know what it was. He took out the paper towel and wiped Joe's cheeky cheeks and clothes. "Joe, have you been bullied?"
Little boy... Joe still shook his head.
"But I saw you very unhappy, Joe." The customer put Joe's shoulders on his hands. "Children, if you don't plan to say it, you may become a dishonest child, so you will be punished." Your nose will become very long and then hit the ceiling, so you will be very painful, and you will eventually become like Pinocchio."
Joe was silent for a while, and suddenly said something that made the old customer feel unexpected. "If it becomes Pinocchio, will I not die?"
The old customer glimpsed, then looked at the child with a strange look, frowning: "Joe, do you know what you are going to say?"
Joe nodded. "Pinocchio didn't die. In the story, it didn't die at the end."
The old customer thought for a moment, "Child, why do you feel that you will die?"
Joe looked scared. "Because I saw Mr. Death, my grandmother said, Death will take life... I will take me away."
The old customer opened his mouth and thought about it for a while, then he took Joe directly into the restaurant. The clerk naturally recognized the child of Joe, and immediately called him to the counter to look after it.
The old customer found Mr. Smith, who was busy in the kitchen, and told him about Joe.
Mr. Smith, who had recently suffered a serious blessing, patiently listened to the old customer’s description and thought:
Hey, old George, thank you for telling me about Joe. Please forgive me for being too busy. Maybe you don't even tell me, I don't even know Joe's business."
"He may just feel uneasy."
The customer... Old George patted Mr. Smith's shoulder comfortably at this time. "Maybe because Debra is about to have a baby, you have ignored Joe's feelings. Smith, this age child is very sensitive and vulnerable."
"When the afternoon is over, I will talk to Joe." Mr. Smith promised.
"I know that you will be a good father." Old George smiled. "So today's lunch comes with a signature roast duck breast meal set. I am really hungry."
"As you wish, sir." Mr. Smith brought the chef's hat back and walked into the kitchen.
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There weren't many customers at noon today, and Mr. Smith quickly became idle. He came to Joe and brought a hand-made mushroom soup.
He watched Joe still a little dirty clothes, carefully patted a few times, suddenly said: "Joe, what do you want to tell me."
Joe quietly sipped the mushroom soup and licked his mouth from time to time.
Mr. Smith suddenly felt guilty when he looked at it. Perhaps this time really ignored the child's feelings... The family was busy and happy for the wife's upcoming production, and gradually did not pay much attention to Joe's business.
So Mr. Smith hugged Joe and put it on his lap. He reached out and wiped the soup at Joe's mouth and smiled. "Joe, I will accompany you to the sea after the summer vacation, just like we did last year."
In the summer vacation, my wife, Debra, also succeeded in giving birth to a second child. Her time will be free. I can really accompany this older son.

Really?
Joe’s mood seemed to be a little higher.
Mr. Smith reached out to the palm of his hand, and Joe followed his hand out of the palm of his hand. The big and small palms patted it and pinched it into a fist and then beat each other.
Mr. Smith smiled: "The appointment is good, I have never violated our agreement, you should know, Joe."
Joe nodded.
Mr. Smith yelled at Joe's head. "Then you have to promise me to forget the story that your grandmother told you. Believe me, this is just the old story of your grandmother used to scare the disobedient child, not true. There is never a of death in this world."
Joe said: "But I saw it."
"You are just dreaming." Mr. Smith couldn't help but smile: "Listen to me, your grandmother is a naughty person. I was so scared when I was young, but I later learned that it was a lie."
Joe thought for a moment: "Smith, did you see Mr. Death when you were a child?"
Mr. Smith had some experience in parenting. At this time, he nodded seriously and said: "I saw it, but I know that it is just a dream. When I grow up, I never see it again. Of course, if Joe becomes obedient. Some will not see it again."
Joe nodded suspiciously.
Mr. Smith put him down from his lap and said freely: "Will you have another roast chicken meatball?"
Joe thought about it and eventually couldn't resist the stomach problem and nodded.
At this point, the door of the restaurant was pushed open by someone, and I saw a girl who had dyed her hair into a white oriental face, and walked in.
Her smile is very special, it makes people feel like they are quietly revealing a small tail, like a little monster who wanders around Halloween for a prank.
......
Why do you use it...because Mr. Smith feels that there are not a few young people in the world who have such white hair - if it is albino, at least the other body hair should be white.
Of course, this is not an alternative. If you want to be more individual, there are many students with unique personality in the school not far away.
What he really curious about is the face of this Asian man. There are not many Asians here. Mr. Smith basically has an impression, and this one looks very strange.
Is it just a new birth?
Mr. Smith, who had such doubts in his heart, came out of the counter and came to the beautiful girl with short white hair. "What can I help you?"
The girl with short white hair...Nero looked around and naturally saw Joe, the little boy in the park sitting in the children's chair and showing his head from the counter.
Joe saw Nero's gaze at the moment and immediately shrank his head back.
"Is there still to eat? I haven't eaten lunch yet." Nero raised the shopping bag on his hand at the moment. "I am a poor man who is being exploited by unscrupulous bosses!"

Hey!
Mr. Smith felt interesting, and smiled and said:
Then I recommend you to try our star package today, it will let you recover.

"Then come first... four copies." Nero smiled and blinked, and before Mr. Smith’s strange inquiry, he said directly: "I can finish it, rest assured."
"That... please wait a moment." Mr. Smith nodded, then let the waiter who was packing up the old George after dinner and left the table, and greeted the strange girl.
She sat down on a table facing the counter, and saw Joe at the counter quietly sneak out his head again... This time Nero did not go to see him, just staring at himself. Out of the window.
Joe became more daring, and his neck gradually came out at this time - only in this moment, Nero suddenly turned back.
I saw that Nero’s neck suddenly stretched very long, like the legendary long-necked monster... Her neck flew around in the air for a few laps, and finally sent her head to Joe... she even It became the appearance of a green face and a grin.
Joe couldn't help but start a shock and fell directly from the children's chair. By the way, he knocked over the mushroom soup that he hadn't finished, and sprinkled himself.
Joe's frightened hands clenched his mouth, as if he was frightened, unable to speak... The waiter at work heard the movement and quickly came and hugged Joe.
But Joe just pointed his finger... pointing at the customer who had just arrived by the window, the customer who had just arrived - the waiter looked at the question in confusion, only the Nero who was eating the pre-meal salad, nothing special place.
The waiter shook his head and had to put some strange Joe down today, then took off his coat and planned to wash it in the bathroom first. "Child, sit here and don't walk away, you know? I will be back soon."
Joe grabbed the waiter's arm and was anxious to cry.
"I will help you look at this child." Nero suddenly looked over and smiled with a pretty smile: "I like children very much."
The waiter hesitated for a moment... but suddenly he felt like there was a voice in his head urging himself to agree - he nodded and then became silent.
He picked up Joe silently, then came to Nero's side, then ignored Joe's reaction, sat down next to Nero, and then left with his clothes in his face.
At this moment, Joe was horrified to find that his hands and feet were tied to the chair by a black shadow, and he could not move at all.
Nero, across the table, suddenly picked up the fork and the knife, and began to rub in front of Joe, making a wrong, squeaky voice.
"Oh, I haven't eaten the meat of a child for a long time, and my stomach is so hungry." Nero's mouth cracked open... It cracked into the earlobe of his ear, revealing a red-blooded gum bed and sharply jagged. the teeth of.
"You... are you Mr. Death?" Joe asked suddenly with a cry.
Nero, who is sharpening his knife, heard the words, rubbed his eyes, and then knocked on the table with the handle of the dissatisfied dining knife: "Witch! I am the witch who eats the child! You haven’t heard this idiot [Candy House] Story?"
Joe shook his head.
"Nothing." Nero suddenly yawned and threw the knife and fork on his hand at the table. He waved his hand in disgust. "Go and walk, play with you."
In this way, the shadow of Joe's hands and feet disappeared and disappeared.
Perhaps, you can never imagine the thinking of a five-year-old child. At this point, Joe became not afraid. He jumped out of his chair and ran around the table to Nero's front. Look at the ground.
"Look what you see, I really ate you!" Nero cracked his mouth again.
Joe blinked.
Nero sneered, and his mouth became a big mouth, and he swallowed Joe directly into the whole place... just swallowed it and immediately spit it out.
"See no, like this, eat you." Nero said with her ear.
At this moment, Joe suddenly reached out and pulled Nello's clothes. "Are you really not Mr. Death?"
"No!" Nero leaned down and stared at the little boy. "I am a death sister... my sister!"
Um... what is Mr. Death? This little man has a pit in his head?
(End of this chapter)