The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

When the power faction reaches a certain level, this person can't help himself.

Capital continues to expand, even the capitalists themselves are nothing more than a 'boiler'.

"Even if Joseph wanted to die, his people would not let him die so simply, and the National Security Bureau would not allow him to die."

"Why do I suddenly feel a little pitiful for him." Qin En couldn't help but said.

However, Angelia's tone was stronger than Qin En expected: "What are you pitiful for? No matter how pitiful he is, how pitiful are those homeless people? Don't think so much, everyone has miserable stories."

"...You really have a lot of experience in what you said."

"Do you want to hear my story?" Angelia asked back.

Angelia's story?

Qin En couldn't help but think of the judgment the system made on An Jie when they met for dinner.

——She is a life born after cruel elimination.

This word alone made Qin En imagine how difficult An Jie's birth was.

Qin En suddenly had the idea of ​​getting to know Angelia better.

After thinking for a while, Qin En said, "You sound in a bad mood, do you want me to buy you a drink?"

"It's boring, you humanoids are more drunk than human beings."

"I won't get drunk."

"That's even more boring, chatting with a robot that can't get drunk at all, the experience is terrible."

Angelia didn't mean to tell Qin En her own story, but Qin En also probably knew what happened to Angelia's 'cold-blooded' reaction.

Without him, I just watched too much.

"However, I can make an appointment with you another day."

An Jie was not interested in telling her own story, but she did not refuse Qin En's proposal.

"Don't you find it boring?"

"It's not interesting to drink with you, but I think your human form is very interesting."

Angelia, who was smoking a cigarette outside the corridor at the other end, said with a smile.

"Then make an appointment another day? When?"

"Let me contact you. I will drive to your office to pick you up then."

Qin En said puzzledly, "Why do I feel so passive?"

"Oh? You want to take the initiative? Okay, what's your suggestion?"

"...I, well, I really didn't, you have the final say."

"Ha, I knew it." Angelia was not surprised by Qin En's words at all.

She slowly snuffed out the unfinished cigarette, and said: "Then make an appointment, and I will contact you after the matter is settled in a few days-I still have some things to be busy now, and others...we will talk about it later."

"Come on, work hard, Anjie."

"You too."

The contact with Angelia was hung up, and the golden eyes looked at the billboard that had already been destroyed in the riots.

A gust of wind blew, and Qin En's brown hair fluttered with the air current. Standing at the street corner with a suitcase, he looked like a traveler.

"There is still some finishing work to be done." Qin En looked to the north, where a red dot was blinking.

He is so eye-catching, so dazzling.

When the golden-eyed figure swept over, Jiulong, who was hiding in the distance, frowned, put down the binoculars and said, "Could it be noticed?"

When Jiulong evacuated, he did not go to his own stronghold, but gave different orders to his remaining subordinates, letting some of them go back, and others followed him.

I have to say that this move is correct. This unconscious choice allowed Jiulong to survive. His carefully cultivated twin sisters Xia Yulan and Xia Yufang all died in the hands of this doll. ) also died tragically.

"Is this what Vega wants?" Jiulong said to himself.

Suddenly, Kowloon saw that tactical figure pick up the 'steel pipe' on the ground

It was a street lamp that was cut and dismantled by something unknown, and this figure held up the broken street lamp like a javelin thrower, and looked here——

After seeing this scene, Jiulong was terrified, and a sense of crisis that he had never felt before exploded in his heart. Even Kasim, who almost blew his head off, did not give him such a dangerous feeling!

"Damn it, is this guy going to..."

boom!

The broken street lamp roared from thousands of meters away like a missile, and hit Kowloon with waves of air.

Jiulong didn't say a word, and he was pierced through the chest by the street lamp while wearing the power armor, and then his body was directly nailed to the wall of the room behind him.

The power armor and strengthened body kept Jiulong from falling apart, but this only increased his pain, his entire body was penetrated by this thing.

A mouthful of blood gushed out from Jiulong's mouth, and a few pieces of minced meat could be vaguely seen falling on it.

"...But... Damn it!"