Miss Su tries to survive in the world of reincarnation

Su Qingyue rang the communication bell next to her.

"I need to see the bartender," she said.

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bartender.

The bartender is actually the weapon master in the Continental Hotel—the reason why she came to Rome is to do as the Romans do, and to complete a set of special equipment for the rapid hunting world view at the weapon master.Although most of these weapons could not even pierce her taut skin, they could at least add a sense of ritual.

Just like going to the beach to prepare sunglasses or a sun hat, and washing your face and hands before drawing a card-the sense of ritual is an important part of life.Pay attention to it, no matter how boring life is, it will become colorful.

Su Qingyue soon met the bartender.

Like the one in the movie, the bartender at the Continental Hotel in Rome is a serious, dignified, but slightly neurotic decent middle-aged man.He first nodded when Su Qingyue and his group walked into the winery-like weapon storehouse.Then his gaze passed over the three of them one by one.

"Three beautiful ladies, is there anything I can do for you?"

Su Qingyue glanced at Lamia - this guy immediately shrank behind her to show his position.

"Two." So she corrected. "Or it's mainly me... starting with the basics, I need some portable self-defense tools."

She saw the bartender look over her fingertips—

"The lines of your palms...are unmatched." And the bartender lived up to his professionalism. "Under normal circumstances, I would not recommend overly crude tools for a noble lady like you. But you...you can consider this one."

He picked up an exquisite pistol from the shelf. The gun body was treated with black matte, fish scale grip, and equipped with a tactical rail, which could be equipped with a flashlight or indicator.

In Ms. Su's memory, it is very similar to the one recommended by John Wick in the movie, but this one seems to be more slender.

Slim and compact, it looks like a makeup tool.

"TTI Combat Master 2011, double-row bomb feeding, overall weight reduction. It can fill 23 lightweight [-]mm bombs at one time. It is enough to deal with all the small details in daily life."

Su Qingyue took the gun, held it tightly, and loaded and unloaded, feeling that the effect was pretty good.She estimated the muzzle velocity of the gun, and then, under the threshold, the state was fully opened.

'Boom—! '

The muzzle of the gun burst into flames, but the next moment, her other hand that was not holding the gun caught up with the fire.And grab this bullet, which has only been bored by a decimeter, from the tail.

If Huoyun Cthulhu existed in this world, he would definitely charge her copyright fees.

And she clearly saw the drop of the bartender's jaw... It was obvious that this match was a little too powerful for this poor guy, perhaps his worldview from birth until now was trembling and collapsing.

"The power is too small." Su Qingyue put the fired cartridge case on the table.But he put away the gun with satisfaction. "I heard that retro weapons are generally more powerful than current ones. Do you have any recommendations?"

She said, but her eyes drifted to the revolver hanging on the wall-it is said that most hunting weapons are revolvers, and they are the most powerful among firearms of the same specification.

She felt very happy.Nodding his head, he put his gaze and pressure on this professional's forehead.

She felt that a small part of her psychic energy had been liberated again.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the waves in the subspace were also slightly more turbulent.

Section 170 o Difficulty factor UPUPUPUP

Time in this world works.

Morning in Rome corresponds to night in North America.And in a certain city under the night, there lived an ordinary person.

A retired man with a story.

John Wick - the most legendary killer in the world.He played for the High Table three years ago, and three years ago, he completed an impossible task for the Assassin Order, which dominated the High Table, in exchange for his own freedom.And the reason why he wants to be free is because he has found his own destination.

He found a woman, a woman named Helen, who was indeed as beautiful as Helen of Troy.

He can do anything for her.

But his and her are now on the countdown of their lives because of some incurable and extremely rare disease.

This countdown is actually quite long - as long as the treatment is done well, critically ill patients can always be delayed for two or three years.However, for an infatuated person like him who puts all his heart and soul on his wife.The time of two or three years is as short as an instant.

He vowed to let his wife live happily in her final days...however, if there is even the slightest hope of curing the terminal illness.He will never let this possibility go.

But... who can do it?

"I can do it." An unexpected guest came to Wick's villa.And this uninvited guest is a widowed woman who lives near his home-he has investigated her long ago and knows that she is an ordinary North American country woman.However, the eyes of this pretty ordinary widow are now shining with a strange light.

He is very familiar with this wipe. Although he has only seen it once, he will never forget it.

She was very familiar with this tone. Although he had only heard one sentence, he had already reflected it into his heart and brain.

"Princess in purple." Wick stared at the 'neighbor' in front of him with deep eyes, his thin and narrow face looked like a wolf with bared teeth. "You should be dead already."

"Yes, I am indeed dead." The neighbor carried a suitcase with him, with a faint smile on his face. "But the dead may not be able to speak. Because I made some boring preparations before death. And this preparation can actually come in handy."

"...Hypnotism."

"Hmm. It's really difficult to hypnotize a widow living on the back of the earth with the phone and the Internet. But it's easier than hypnotizing killers who go to see a psychiatrist every few days. You can do it as long as you try a few more times." .Don't worry, I have taken a fancy to you for a long time, I need you to do things for me. And this means that I will not do anything to your lover, and this time is just the right time."

"What have you done?"

"It's just that I saw something when I checked the information - your woman is suffering from a congenital disease. And I happen to pay special attention to the information on congenital diseases. I speculate that after my death, your wife will have at most five years to live." Live. So, if my preparation is activated within five years, this chess piece will come. And if it is five years away..."

"I'm the only one here." The door was knocked twice, and another face familiar to Wick...but at this moment, he felt extremely strange appeared at the door.

"Jimmy." He recognized the face, the face that belonged to the sheriff of the neighborhood.He is a veteran who grew up in this area and has worked for more than ten years.

The sheriff, on the other hand, had nothing in his hands, but hid his things under his overalls, and sat down beside his neighbour.The sitting postures of the two are exactly the same, and the expressions of the two are exactly the same.

Wick closed his eyes.

He knew the purple-clothed princess, and he was even more aware that anyone who was targeted by the purple-clothed princess would be like a prey caught in a snare and could only choose to remain silent and obey.Because the princess in purple can always give the most suitable price, and can always make the target she is looking at yield.

"Why me?" He opened his eyes, sharp as a knife.

"Because you are very capable, and because you are favored by fate." The two chess pieces spoke at the same time, with different tones, but their voices overlapped in one place. "I've read all of your files, and every time you've been able to find the only way out of a near-death environment and step through it. I've watched the entire process of your 'last test', and in at least three of them, you were supposed to die but But you touched the vitality formed by the collision of various coincidences. And this proves that you are favored by destiny."

"I am sure to defeat any enemy, but destiny and myself are the opponents who can stop me. Therefore, I want to borrow that destiny from you. It will be a complement to my layout."

Wick didn't ask her exactly what she was planning, but he knew it must be a near-death mission.The difficulty of this task must be above the 'final test'.If it were anyone else, even if the emissary of the religious order came in person, he would not be willing to make this promise.

Because John Wick never breaks his promise, this is the creed of his life.It is also his integrity as a legendary assassin.He knew very well that even the Order could not remove his wife's illness.but……

but……

Now sitting opposite him and speaking to him is the incomparable princess in purple.

His hesitation lasted for five seconds.

And in the sixth second, the neighbor put the small box on the tea table and opened it.It reveals two medicines of different colors inside.

"The medicine on the left is for your wife. I have studied her illness, and even if it gets worse, this medicine can effectively cure her symptoms. The medicine on the right is for you, take it , your body will no longer be your obstacle. And your spirit, there may be a one in ten thousand possibility of ushering in a second decay."

The top killers of each era will have unusual spirits.Decay is such a rare term that some people call it bullet time.Some people call it the eye of the sky.Some people call it a gene lock—this is basically a casual name.In this era, except for John Wick.Other people with the same level of power basically died at the hands of this legendary killer during the battle.

This is spiritual degeneration - and here Wick hears for the first time that there is also a 'second degeneration'.

"It's just a by-product." The sheriff reached out and took something out of his overalls. "My medicines are all specially made, and they can only have the greatest effect on specific people. Calculated from the mathematical model, the probability of you crossing that threshold is less than one in ten thousand. But if Destiny really loves you You, maybe the success rate is better than mine?"

He put that thing on the table—it was a coat of arms, and the coat of arms had his blood in it.This is known in the world of assassins as a blood pact.As long as the right person comes to visit with the assassin's blood contract, the assassin must fulfill the blood contract holder's wish.

The Sheriff isn't the right guy, and neither is the Purple Princess.

But if the only blood contract is recovered, it means that no strange person will break into his home and use his blood to demand that he carry out an assassination that will destroy his retirement life.

Potions, blood deeds, and chips are already very heavy—Wick felt it, raised his head, and looked at the door of the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa—he saw his beloved wife standing on the stairs with a worried face.His face was pale and his lips were tightly pressed.When he looked away, he shook his head and showed a strong smile.

It means to let him refuse.

But this behavior itself is the most powerful weight.

Wick took a deep breath—he took the medicine, and also the coat of arms stained with his own blood.

"Mission content?" He asked, asking.

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'Boom—! 'The gunshot, the moment after the gunshot was a pistol bullet that spanned 100 meters.70 inch caliber, charge 45 grains.This .70-[-] round was carefully recommended by the bartender.And it is equipped with the latest Tactical Portable Master Edition revolver of Talan Company.

Powerful.

And the huge power directly hit the eye socket of an assassin who got off the transport plane - he had already made a reflexive hiding action, but Su Qingyue fired twice.The first shot hit the early inducer, and the second shot killed him.

His head exploded like a watermelon, and his companion immediately rolled and crawled.Then when he found the bunker, Oboro's figure had already appeared on the top of the bunker.

Top down, one hit down.The physical strength that Hecate's medicine gave him was not enough to fight against Oboro.With just one blow, both his blocking action and his chest were cancelled.

The last elite of the order were finished.All the remaining pilots could do was to raise their hands in surrender—and so Obscure gave him a happy blow, knocking him out instead of killing him.Then threw him on the tarmac, and waited for Su Qingyue, who was holding Lamia's hand, to board the cabin.

Fast, concise, and clean.

This is what the reincarnators on this side of the earth do when someone on the other side of the world accepts the deal—after leaving the bartender, the three of them can't wait to head towards the Antonio family.And when the transport plane carrying the elite of the religious order landed on the top floor of the Continental Hotel, it killed a carbine.

Of course, it is out of gratitude to Continental Hotel for these ten hours of thoughtful service.Su Qingyue did not choose to go from the first floor to the top floor of the hotel.Kill all these poor people who showed their smiling faces to her - she chose a faster way, and after killing the surveillance, took the elevator to the top of another building opposite the Continental Hotel.And then, it's time to show off your jumping skills.

Jump from the roof to the roof, clean and neat.

Shoot and kill in the air, emulating the League of Assassins next door.

The end result was also a quick and easy unilateral annihilation—because it was a covert operation.The service personnel of the Continental Hotel did not go to the top floor to pick up the plane, but simply vacated the space on the top floor.As a professional killer group, they naturally knew that sometimes, even if they heard something, they had to pretend that their ears didn't work.

This is a good thing, which allows them to effectively avoid 'accidental injury'.

And when the service staff waited for half an hour-strictly speaking, after seeing the transport plane fly away more than 20 minutes ago.When they reach the rooftop, they can also clean the floor and deal with the aftermath of the dead and fainted.

everything is normal.

During normal hours, the transport plane flew to the Atlantic Ocean at full power.

According to the information in the mind of the head of the sect—Lamia’s mother, the lady named Lastris is now on an isolated island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean—that is where the sect’s secret research and development base is located.It contains the results, documents, and samples of all scientific research projects of the Order.And Rasteris was asked to complete the fusion furnace model left by Dorothy in this world, so that the order could obtain power beyond the world beyond Hecate's potion.

However, Rasteris was not willing to carry out this plan—she was unwilling to do it, not because she was not interested in Dorothy's research results.She was unwilling, simply out of concern for her daughter—in fact, before Lamia entered the space of the Lord God, she had already been exposed to a lot of core information.And made some pretty useful R&D results.

She thus proves her irreplaceability and gains bargaining power.And her only requirement is that Lamia stay where she can see when she starts working.

— Huh, it seems that Lamia really has a good mother.Dorothy's conjecture was not wrong, and Rasteris was indeed full of love for her daughter.Instead of facing a big pit.In this way, even if my original plan to win over completely fails, Dorothy's guarantee can become an effective step. Even if the child doesn't listen to me very much in the future, at least he will listen to Dorothy.

—Tsk, why does it feel a bit like working for Dorothy... She just moved her lips!

Su Qingyue thought that she was sitting in the cabin.And Lamia sitting opposite her looked very well-behaved - she knew why, she should understand what she said when she was developing her mental power after so long.And this means that the gentle and amiable side of "Sister Qingyue" is basically over.In the eyes of Lamia at this moment, she might have turned into a dark abyss hidden under a gentle smile.

That's fine, fear can also make her obedient.Now this well-behaved appearance is not harmful to the team as a whole.And beyond that...

——Dorothy...why does it feel like so many people have her counterparts in their source worlds?

——And why is one more outrageous than the other... The one I met in the main god space, when I first met, was obviously a female college student with no out-of-the-ordinary elements other than being beautiful, calm, and not exaggeratedly intelligent!