After Becoming a Little |

"In addition, if you read the news, you may have some understanding of the situation in the Japanese business world some time ago." Bernice stood behind Alia, sniffing her hair deeply: "At that time, she was also What about Japan... But none of this has anything to do with her, does it? Even the changes in the business world in Millikin, I stand here, and I have nothing to do with her, I don't even know who she is——You Nan family, really The most daring existence I have ever seen has provoked an opponent that you do not understand at all."

"..."

PS: Take a day off, I made a fortune, as long as you touch the fish today, you can relieve the long-standing Mercury retrograde.

PS2: I will work hard tomorrow, and I will buy [-] in a few days!

Section 727 0714-Roar (for recommendation 17/?

Aliya was being teased by the spicy chicken silk but she didn't know it. As a blind and reckless, she now relies more on her invincible hearing to detect changes in the environment.

If someone can seriously control their heartbeat and breathing, and tell lies with their eyes open in front of her, then she really can't detect that the other person is lying. After all, the most undisguised external expressions of human beings are actually expressions and eyes.

It's just that spicy chicken shreds are standing behind, but Aliya seems to be aware of it: "You... What are you hitting me with?"

Spicy Chicken Shredded was silent for a while, then touched his lower body with his hand: "Ham sausage."

"???" Aliya was inexplicably surprised: "Huh?"

"It's really ham sausage." Spicy Chicken took out a ham sausage from the pocket of his skirt, and took out a ham sausage: "I just bought it at the unmanned vending machine, X Hui's barbecue steak sausage, New Orleans style. "

"...So where did you come from, a super boring pure rich daughter who doesn't know much about the world!"

Aliya snatched the grilled sausage from Spicy Chicken Shreds and stuffed it into her pocket: "You are also interested in this kind of junk food. Based on your family background, it is not Kobe beef or Alpine mineral water. Don’t drink anything other than Smith’s original cut bacon?”

Spicy chicken shreds is at least a serious daughter of a wealthy family, but her appearance that has never seen the world always makes Aliya feel like seeing the shredded meat in "Titanic".

Could it be that because they have been suppressed for too long, these so-called rich and noble girls are really easy to be cheated by a bastard with a bottle of Coke and two packs of potato chips?

First came the leek box, then the barbecue stalls on the street, and now it has even evolved to the point where it will go to the vending machine to buy convenience food by itself.

Back then, Jack didn't even have any happy water, so he got the shredded pork. It really proved from the side how vulnerable the flowers in the greenhouse are...

But if you think about it carefully, Ai Rulong and his wife raised the little angel in the folk since they were young, and they didn't break away from life, but they didn't bring much resistance to the little angel!

Aliya, who suddenly felt the grass growing, couldn't help but sighed, and reluctantly took out the ham sausage, tore off the package, stuffed it in her mouth, and muttered indistinctly: "It's true that there is nothing new under the sun, even tragedy. Communicating."

"..."

The eldest young master of the Nan family was silent, only feeling 'buzzing' in his head, and couldn't figure out who Aliya was for a while, but the feeling of fear couldn't help being pulled to the highest level, as if she was Look up at the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

Spicy chicken silk is well versed in the dark side of human nature. The so-called boxing technique means that the punch that is not delivered is the most deterrent. Whenever a heavy punch is struck, it is easy to find a flaw.

So she chuckled and discussed with Aliya to take the three people from the Nan family to a safe area.

"No one knows how many people the Great Demon King sent over, but the final target is nothing more than three people, so the manpower of the Ninth Bureau is now standing firm and waiting for help."

Spicy Chicken Silk said so, pointing to the ceiling: "Your mother's side has the most people, it's safe, I'll take them up first."

"Yeah." Aliya nodded, after thinking for a while, turned her head to the side, and said softly: "Actually, I really don't have any special identity, my name is Aliya, and I'm just an ordinary sophomore student .”

Although the last person who said this had already been dubbed the titles of 'White Demon' and 'Tyrant Naye', who shocked the entire magic cannon world, making friends with cannons to make others calm down if they disagreed, but this It doesn't prevent Alia from introducing herself like this without changing her face.

Maybe Nan's family is full of cash, and they don't usually watch anime?

Sure enough, the young master of the Nan family didn't understand this stalk, he just said in a deep voice: "Miss Ai, there is a misunderstanding between us, I think we should find a time to have a good talk, the Nan family is willing to make the biggest concession in exchange for you understanding...but until then, hopefully we can live in peace."

"Oh, are you afraid that I will silence you now and blame the Great Demon King?" Alia suddenly realized, and laughed loudly: "How is it possible, I am not that kind of person hahahahahaha—— "

The young master of the Nan family twitched his cheeks, firmly convinced that the seemingly harmless girl in front of him was definitely a scheming old monster.

She was probably thinking about this idea from the very beginning, but she didn't implement it because of various reasons.

"Don't be stupid, my own people, let's go." Aliya waved her hand, stepped back to get half of her body out of the way: "I won't kill friendly troops."

The young master of the Nan family stared at Aliya's face, unable to see any information he wanted.

Spicy Chicken Smiled thoughtfully, turned around and walked in the front, and the weeping Mao Mao, who had been silent all this time, raised the lamp to illuminate the way forward.

So a group of people left in a row along the corridor in such a funny or anxious state of mind, leaving only the blindfolded girl and the silent Poseidon Bo Ji standing in place, watching their backs.

Alia's face was facing the direction where the young master of the Nan family left, and she hooked her palm at the sea god Bo Ji next to her.

Poseidon Boji took out the gun and handed it to her, but her eyes were fixed on the direction in which the Nan family left.

Under the illumination of the light, the opponent's figure cast a long shadow, stretched backwards, and dragged all the way to their feet.

After Aliya took the gun, she pulled the sleeve and pushed the bullet into the chamber, making a slight metal collision "crash--" sound.

And this sound, in the dappled corridor with only quiet footsteps, was no less than a provocative scream—the young master of the Nan family suddenly turned around!

"Bang-boom-boom-"

Three gunshots rang out the moment he turned his head back, and the flickering muzzle flames appeared in his eyes, like fireworks that suddenly bloomed.

What is reflected in the depths of the pupils is the faintly detectable roaring scorching hot metal bullet...

"puff……"

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Inpatient Department·Penthouse

The operators of Bureau Nine were scattered everywhere, guarding the surrounding corridors.

In view of the possibility that there are mutants among the subordinates of the Great Demon King, the strategy for the ninth game is to focus on defensive counterattacks.

After all, the mutant is a younger brother to Aliya's mother and the like, who can be rubbed on the ground casually, but to most normal people, it is a terrifying existence similar to the ultimate monster in horror movies. Don’t say it’s so fast, it’s still powerful, if he gives you a knife, it really hurts you, but if you give him a knife, you have to be careful that you will be splashed with blood and burned to death on the spot.

This is disgusting—especially in the modern and contemporary era of urban street fighting, it is like a humanoid self-propelled anti-infantry mine.

Anyway, Bai Li has figured it out. You need to have core technology for everything you do these days. The core technology of the Ninth Bureau is heavy firepower and the support of state violence agencies. Only fools play this kind of one-on-one exchange game with the big devil.

Anyway, when one person hits one person, it's fighting, and when a group of people hits one person, it's also fighting.

For this reason, the officers of the Ninth Bureau showed their various long guns and short cannons that have been specially approved to be magically modified by themselves. Among them, there are many AKMs that have been modified like Christmas trees. Even its mother gun king Kalashnikov cannot recognize it. , and the little Bourgeois HK416, which is expensive but also really easy to use, is just standing in the corner, highlighting the practical skills that even senior players of Rainbow Six cannot match.

What are practical skills?

It is the skill of surviving after actual combat-including ambushes, sap, and traps.

Several of the demon king's subordinates have already fallen in, and now they are lying dead in the corner in disorder, and the people in the ninth game don't even have a response to flip it. The best way to check whether the opponent is dead is to make up for him. a shuttle.

It was supposed to be crackling gunshots like popping beans, but it seemed a little dull because of the addition of a muffler, and it was often a buzzing sound of "chirp chirp chirp". Tiantian Numing just held her samurai long sword like this, like an inappropriate Like melon skins from ancient time travels, he stared dumbfounded at the Ninth Bureau's operatives who had the title of people from the dark world and were branded as CQC in a modern urban street fighting room.

What is a professional?

This is called professional...

There is one thing to say, Tiantian Numing understands why so many guys who confidently want to break into the dark world of the Republic every year are as silent as jumping into quicksand-who can carry this battle live?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously turned her head to look at the Juggernaut Priestess next to her.

This big-breasted monster also hugged his new pure white cloth Du Yuhun, and seemed to be doing nothing - the difference was that Tiantian Numing was staring at the Ninth Bureau operatives in a daze, but she was staring at her mobile phone in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Tiantian Nvming approached, subconsciously wanting to take a sip of the happy water in her gourd, but found that she had already drank it because she was too boring.

As she asked, she shook her empty gourd, and staggered to the vending machine next to her to buy. She really looked like she was traveling at home.

Next to it is a bloody battlefield. Some people rush up, some hold guns and shoot at the people below, and occasionally some operators with huge shields push up, and those who wear strange camouflage clothes, or pretend to be civilians, or The demon king's subordinates, disguised as medical staff, pressed directly into the corner, and then bounced out of the shield with a shock.

The other party also has throwing weapons in their hands, but whether it is their light weapons with obvious signs of assembly or the pitiful amount of throwing weapons, to the operators of the ninth round, they can be said to be ridiculous to the extent of little villains, even making They have not paid for their serious use of class firepower.

In several conference halls on the top floor, there are ordinary people who gather together anxiously. All kinds of medical carts and explosion-proof giant shields are used to build a defensive barrier at the door, which looks like a barricade. On the barricade, the 12.7 caliber, a heavy machine gun that is powerful enough to face armored metal monsters head-on, and a shoulder-fired rocket launcher that can be easily taken at hand.

The old dean sat at the main seat of the conference table, pushed his own reading glasses, carefully flipped through the scientific research journals, seemed to be unaware of all this outside, and the people gathered around her were limited. At the middle end of the communication signal, I looked out boredly, took some pictures that I couldn't see on weekdays, and even had the mood to discuss the composition with people around me.

This polarized scene was once too torn, full of post-modern montage atmosphere.

It was in this situation that the Juggernaut Priestess raised her head in distress, and awkwardly gestured to her mobile phone screen: "I made an appointment to make a home video with my husband and daughter, but there is no signal right now. Is there something wrong with my mobile phone?"

Tiantian Numing, who had just bought two bottles of happy water, was taken aback when she heard the words, and silently lowered the hand that was handed out.

The two sides stared at each other silently for a few seconds. The big-breasted monster lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the phone for no reason. His surging anger cooled down.

Heh...husband and daughter...

Heh... home video...

She curled her lips and took out her mobile phone in disdain, only to find that the address book in the mailbox was still the adjuvant number she wrote in her classmates back then, and the latest email was also a spam email—she hadn’t recalled her family or her for a long time. Words like friends.

At this moment, a depressing roar came from the corner of the stairs downstairs.

Immediately after Beng Fei was another protective barricade that had already been built, and two heavily armed Ninth Bureau operatives squatting behind the barricade.

Tiantian Numing's eyes were awe-inspiring for an instant, and she looked sideways, only to see a distorted figure with muscles stretched across the long stairs from downstairs, jumped up directly, and uttered a bloody look at the people on the top floor. Roaring angrily.

The structure of the inpatient department of Dongshan Affiliated Hospital is almost the same as that of other hospital buildings. The stairs on the left and right sides and the large staircase in the middle can be passed through, and the elevator is in the place corresponding to the stairs. It can be said that it is considered in terms of the convenience of transportation. Very thoughtful, even for the movement of the medical bed, the corridor is extremely spacious, with a width of more than three meters.

But this provides the mutant with an excellent foothold and space to move around. He doesn't even need to consider the aftermath of being hit by a concentrated fire in this kind of room, he just needs to be like an eagle that broke into a chicken farm, wantonly indulging --

"Wh-boom!!"

A sudden metal object, with a fierce trail and scorching air distorted by the high temperature, passed by the side of Tiantian Numing, and hit the mutant body directly, and then came The huge fire and shock wave that exploded suddenly, the thick smoke rolled up, and then wrapped in lumps that might be flesh and blood, or maybe other body tissues, scattered and flew away.

"..."

The samurai sword in Tiantian's female life's hand can be pulled out. This Mikazuki Zongjin, which was originally in the hands of Tsukiyomi Zun, has the crystallization of metallurgical technology that Gao Tianyuan and even the whole of Japan are proud of. In the hands of a powerful physicist, there is even a terrifying power that can directly tear apart a car that is speeding at high speed. At the beginning, Suzhan Mingzun just used a new Tiancongyun sword to stop the khaki leather case. people, and almost killed him on the spot.

She thought that she would use this artifact to fight fiercely with her opponents in a foreign land, so as to show Gao Tianyuan's ability and glory.

But now, the heavy machine gun that began to roar fiercely, making heavy gunshots like a tearing machine, and the rocket bomb explosion scene that still lingered, told Tiantian that this is the fate of human beings. future.

Flesh and flesh are weak!Mechanical Ascension!

Turning over, the Ninth Bureau operator threw away the assault rifle in his hand, pulled the submachine gun behind his back, and directly fired at that area to empty the magazine, then continued to switch to a pistol, and fired in a standard half-squatting shooting position Suppression—not the kind of shaking of the upper body as if convulsed by an electric shock.

The Ninth Bureau operative who sealed off the stairway with cross-fire fired all the ammunition of a heavy machine gun expressionlessly. After the horn is released, the communication is basically relying on the situation report: "Confirm the target to be killed, the area is safe, and continue to be vigilant!"

Mutation?Humanoid self-propelled thermite?

It can make you roar, that is the last face for you.

After a while, there was a response from other Bureau [-] operators at the defense points at both ends of the corridor: "Understood, continue to be vigilant."

Then there is changing defense, preparing ammunition, checking injuries, everything is in order.

Tiantian female life put the long sword back into the scabbard silently, thought for a while, and found a place to sit down with a dazed look.

Why is this so?