Brother, is there a problem with me being a magical girl?

Marina City, at night, the interior of the tavern.

The tavern is the favorite entertainment place for young and middle-aged people. There are not only all kinds of alcohol that can paralyze people's nerves, but also a nightlife that allows people to vent their emotions. Because it is a dark jurisdiction of the city, pornography, gambling and drugs are everywhere Illegal events such as rooting and sprouting here, money transactions, etc. happen from time to time.

It was exactly ten o'clock at night, and the normal citizens and social animals had most likely washed up and lay on the bed ready to go to bed, but in the tavern, it was a lively time.

The lady on the platform was wearing a revealing dress, twisting her slender waist and singing unrestrained rock songs on the stage. The guitarist and the drum set were constantly mobilizing the sound of the instruments. The whole bar, due to the change of the music, seemed to have turned into a carnival. People's voices were covered by the music, making it difficult to hear clearly.

At ten o'clock, a young man in a beige windbreaker opened the door of the tavern. He was holding a black suitcase, a scarf around his neck, and black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. There was an aura of indifference to strangers about people.

Entering the tavern, I came to the front seat of the bar. At this time, among the four seats in the front bar, there was only one young female student who seemed to be drinking alone, her fair and delicate face became red due to alcohol, and her clear eyes became blurred due to drunkenness.

The young man came to the front seat of the bar alone. He found a seat and sat down. The bartender saw a customer coming, so he asked with a smile.

"Sir, what service do you need?"

"Bring me a glass of Aurora."

The young man's voice spit out coldly, with a slight sense of depression that made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

The bartender was taken aback when he heard the name, and then said with a smile.

"I didn't expect this gentleman to be an expert. Among the taverns in Binhai City, only our tavern has a bartender who can make Aurora."

"Really? It seems that there is really a fate. The first tavern I chose in this city happens to have a bartender who can make Aurora."

"Yes, it is our honor as bartenders to have fate with customers."

While talking, the bartender took out the metal cup specially made for mixing, and at the same time, turned around to prepare the materials needed for mixing.

During the conversation, the young man kept his head down, but when the bartender turned around to prepare the materials, the young man raised his head slightly. He first turned his head and glanced at the deep part of the tavern, where there was a singing and dancing place surrounded by colorful lights and full of smoke and alcohol.

In the shadows, the young man sighed silently, and then put the suitcase on top of the wooden floor.

In my mind, a cold voice gradually sounded.

"Pay attention, in that corner of the dance hall, they are talking about some important things."

The young man who received the reminder nodded silently, then slowly closed his eyes, maximizing the sense of hearing.

In a place like a bar with loud singing and dancing, generally speaking, the noise and the sound of the stereo are relatively loud. If you talk in this environment, you can’t hear your shouts unless you put your mouth next to other people’s ears. At this time, amidst the noisy voices, all the information about the voices is heard by the young people.

"Things are ready. There are few people in the wilderness, and everything is ready. As long as we connect here, and then control the output of magic power, and establish a space teleportation circle, we can send the beasts from the wilderness outside the city to the city."

Even in the chaos, that voice still seemed very deliberately suppressed.

"Have you brought the pollution essence?"

The other voice seemed very flat.

"Bring it, bring it, wait for the moment the space magic circle is established, and release it together with the invasion of alien beasts. At that time, stupid human beings who have no power to restrain chickens will definitely breed countless fears when they are attacked by danger, and fear will become the source of pollution. The stronger the pollution, the stronger the alien beasts will be. In this way, we can establish a perfect closed loop."

The obvious excitement couldn't be concealed in that suppressed voice.

"Attention, the two operations in Jinling City have already been declared a failure, and the lord has already made a big fuss. Although Binhai City's operation this time did not involve any bishop-level dignitaries, we, the deacons alone, can To get things done, the benefits once things are done are indispensable to us."

The calm voice is still describing the preferential treatment that can be obtained after the work is completed.

"I don't have any other ideas, but I am very excited when I think of being able to serve the Lord, but if I can be directly promoted to the bishop, then I will be more happy than happy."

The suppressed voice sounded again, and this time there was even more joy in the excitement.

"Don't be too happy too early. Opening champagne at halftime is often nothing good."

The calm voice is still very calm, and there is not much complacency caused by the completion of the matter.

"Yes, anyway, don't worry. With the strength of our three deacons, Binhai City's defensive power is not surprising. We have been here for three years, and we have obtained key information on their defense deployment and members of the magic team. Facing our attack this time, they are not surprising."

With a suppressed voice, he smiled coldly.

"Special attention should be paid to the combat power of magical girls. If they are not handled properly, they may turn the tide of the battle."

The calm voice could not help but warn.

"Don't worry, I've said it all. We already have their information. In the entire magic team, except for the A-level captain, everyone else is B-level and B+ level. For the attack of several command-level ones, except for the A-level captain, the others are just appetizers."

"That's good, I hope there will be no accidents along the way."

Hearing this, he paused for a moment and did not speak again. At this time, the bartender had already placed a glass of brilliantly superimposed cocktail in front of the young man.

"Sir, the aurora you want is ready."

The young man opened his eyes, nodded to the bartender, and then looked at the drunk and unconscious girl lying on the table next to him.

"Does this place still receive students?"

"Hey, if we have money, we will receive it. Customers are God. Besides, can businessmen still have rules to drive customers away?"

The bartender said with a smile on his face, the young man nodded, and stared at the aurora on the table for a moment.

The layers of the cocktail in the glass are distinct, and the colorful lights of the wine are mixed into that gorgeous color. In the blue light, it is like the aurora flashing across the sky, extremely gorgeous.

The young man picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then put down the glass and sighed silently.

"good."

The bartender was naturally happy to hear the praise from the customer, but at the same time, the young man said something he didn't understand.

"Take this little girl away first, but don't stay too far away. At least she will be a witness after you start."

Then, under the surprised and puzzled eyes of the bartender, the female student who was lying drunk and unconscious on the table suddenly opened her eyes and stood up. Confused and clear, in the darkness, a wine-red light flashed from the depths of the girl's eyes, and then, the figure of the female student opened the door, left the tavern, turned around and looked at the tavern in the glass. watching.

Chapter 8 Fire

The little girl who was drunk at this time left the tavern straight away as if possessed by a ghost. Before the bartender could react, the young man drank the overflowing cocktail in the glass, and finally put it gently on the table.

The song and dance hall did not notice the change at the bar, and then something happened that made the bartender's eyes widen even more.

The young man put the metal box he brought in on the bar, and then entered the password to open the box. What was exposed in the box made the bartender's back full of cold sweat.

It's not that he has never seen the things in the box. As a relatively chaotic place like a bar, due to the frequent visits of pornography, gambling and drugs, items that cannot appear on the public face of the city and are prohibited by law are often revealed here.

When the young bartender saw guns for the first time, he was also afraid. However, with the accumulation of working hours and the increase in the number of times he saw guns, that fear naturally faded to a weak point. The bartender thought he would smile calmly when he saw such things, but this time he couldn't calm down.

Compared with the guns he had seen before, compared with these big guys in the youth box, they were completely toys in the hands of a child, and murderous weapons in the hands of an adult.

All kinds of auxiliary equipment are equipped with well-equipped rifles, the young man is wearing sunglasses, the bartender can't see his emotions clearly, and all he can see is a pair of white hands steadily taking out the parts of those guns from the box, and then quickly and skillfully install them.

There was a crisp gun installation sound, and every metal friction made the bartender sweat more on his forehead. He wanted to scream in a panic, but before he could open his mouth, the young man raised his head and looked at him.

Under the sunglasses, he seemed to be able to see the eyes of the young man. There was a silvery white in the dark eyes. When the silvery white completely occupied the pupils, the feeling of being watched by the god of death pervaded the whole body, and his hands and feet were completely white. Numbness, let alone opening the mouth or even moving the body at this time, is even a luxury.

The young man stared at him for a moment, then sighed slowly.

"Forget it, it's better to be safe."

The young man said so, then stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

In the noisy music, the young man's snapping fingers seemed to contain some kind of magical power, spreading out like ripples in the water. At that moment, the bartender felt as if his mouth was sewn with a zipper. Even if he didn't open his mouth, he could clearly feel that his voice was temporarily taken away.

[Discipline Magic o Forbidden Sound]

With the installation of the last part, the magazine full of bullets was inserted into the magazine bay, and a well-equipped and advanced M16 automatic rifle appeared in the hands of the young man.

But the female student who saw the young man taking out a rifle outside the door seemed to be okay, just staring at what happened in the tavern through the glass with a chuckle on her face.

For a moment, the bartender felt that the world was ridiculous. Why did such a horrific shooting happen in his small tavern?

But there was no time for him to think about all of this, the piercing gunshots broke everything, and all the noisy sounds seemed insignificant at this moment, because the sound of gunshots often meant bloody incidents and the loss of life.

The high-speed rotating metal bullet was aimed by the young man, and it was precisely shot at the two people in the corner wearing black coats. When the gunshot sounded, these two people were the last to react.

They turned their heads in horror, only to find that the bullets had already been shot at them. Then, accompanied by the sound of the gunshots, there was the sound of breaking glass. It was as if an invisible glass wall had been installed in the air. When the bullets hit the air, numerous cracks appeared.

Seeing this scene, the young man first let out a small sigh, and then there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

These two people are not stupid. They are not stupid enough to think that they don't need to worry about safety when they are mixed in the tavern. They set the defensive magic around them and use the corners to achieve an absolutely defensive area.

For ordinary people, this kind of defense may be a miracle that cannot be broken, but for young people, it is just a matter of more bullets and less bullets.

Although these two people are not stupid, they are still careless. It is still difficult to guarantee absolute defense in the face of high-intensity firepower with ordinary elementary magic.

The sudden gunshot caused the singing and dancing area to fall into complete chaos. The screams of men and women were mixed together. Everyone struggled, twisted, ran, or fled to the door, or crawled on the ground to avoid harm, or because of fear, cowered and hid aside.

The two mysterious men in overcoats both had masks on their faces. The man with the butterfly mask pushed suddenly, and his companions shouted at the same time.

"Let's go, we've been discovered!"

But it was already too late. Under the young man's icy eyes, the trigger that was pulled by his fingers never let go. The tongue of flames from the muzzle of the gun sent the bullets fired from a high altitude to the aimed target. The invisible barrier in the air was shot rapidly and intensively, and it was gradually covered with dense cracks.

With a crisp click, the basic defensive magic was broken by the absolute firepower suppression, and blood splashed between the flying bullets.

There was a cry of pain, and the black-clothed suspect who was at the back of the two was shot in the leg, and three bullets were precisely shot into the muscles of both thighs. The pain made him completely lose his ability to move, and he fell to his knees. land.

The accomplice wearing the butterfly mask decided to abandon his companion decisively when he saw that he was incapacitated. He let go of one hand that was holding his companion, and then the two hands performed different movements at the same time.

One hand reached into the underwear belt, as if about to take out something, while the other hand immediately raised it up and sang along with it.

Seeing the movement of the man with the butterfly mask, the young man immediately realized that he was about to sing and release magic, but even with the blessing of power, the man could still only be regarded as a magician, and the use of magic by a magician was far inferior to that of a magical girl.

One of the two is considered an ordinary magic user, and the other is considered a darling of magic.

The six miniature magic circles in the hands of the butterfly mask man gradually formed, and the intermediate magic was gradually completed, but how could the young man do what he wanted.

The gun immediately turned to aim at the suspect's arm deep in the underwear belt, and at the same time poured magic spells from his mouth.

Almost chanting quickly, the young man who released the magic in the last step had already released the magic in the first step before the suspect.

[Discipline Magic o Forbidden Magic]

In an instant, an invisible force affected the entire tavern, and all the magic power in the air lost its basic vitality as if it had been bound by an invisible shackle. The middle-level magic that was about to be released in the hand of the butterfly mask man also stopped at the last moment.

Then, under the surprised and unbelievable eyes of the man, the six magic circles gradually cracked and then shattered and disappeared.

What followed was a crisp gunshot, blood splattered everywhere, the arm that was about to take out the object from the waist was injured, and suddenly lost its strength. In the eyes of the young man, he clearly saw three test tubes containing black liquid, which were exposed from the suspect's coat and were about to fall to the ground.

At that critical moment, a silver light flashed from the depths of the young man's eyes.

The invisible force was caught and suspended in mid-air at the moment when the three test tubes were about to hit the ground, and the injured man in the butterfly mask collapsed on the ground looking at the scene in horror, and couldn't help muttering.

"Space magic, this is an ability only available at A-level!"

Chapter 9 Identity

It took a total of one and a half minutes from the sound of the gunfire to the cessation of the battle, and from the beginning to the end of the battle. In the eyes of the bartender, this minute and a half seemed to be as long as a century and a half. When he saw the young man put down the M16 automatic rifle in his hand, the bartender's legs had no strength to support his body. He slid against the wall and fell to the ground.

Because he felt that he had experienced life and death just now, the bartender stretched out his hands tremblingly, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his waistband, knocked out a cigarette with his hand, put it in his mouth, and then took out the classic metal lighter, rubbing the whetstone with his trembling fingers, but the lighter couldn't ignite anyway.

When the bartender was sweating profusely, a shadow enveloped him. He raised his head, and found that the young man had put the rifle on the front desk at some point and came in front of him.

The young man reached out and took the lighter in his hand, and finally slid it lightly to light it. He first lit the bartender's cigarette, and then took the cigarette case in his hand unceremoniously, took out a cigarette from it and lit it for himself.

A curl of white smoke spewed out from the young man's mouth, and the young man turned around and looked at the bartender.

"Not bad, Furong Wang Diamond, it's a bit tasteful."

Then he put the lighter and the cigarette case on the front desk.

Out of fear, the bartender said with horror on his face.

"Don't kill me, I don't know anything about me, I don't know how to call 110...don't kill me."

Asked about the bartender's expression of extreme fear, the young man sighed, and then said.

"Yes, you should call, but it is useless for you to call 110 at this time, I will give you the number and you will call."

At this time, the image of the young man was like a god of death in the eyes of the bartender, who dared not obey what he said.

Under the guidance of the young man, the bartender dialed a number, and the operator on the other end of the phone was a female voice with a very nice and suitable voice.

"Hi sir, do you need any help when you call the special line of the War Strategy Bureau?"

The operator's words made the bartender break out in a cold sweat. In this era, it is impossible for those who survived to not know the existence of the War Strategy Bureau. It is a behemoth that is more terrifying than the government, possessing great strength and power.

"Tell her that something about a magic cult has happened in the bar where you are, and ask them to send relevant personnel over to deal with it."

The young man was smoking and guiding.

The bartender tremblingly repeated what the young man said, and then the other end of the phone seemed to ask for some key address and other information, and the bartender answered truthfully one by one, and the phone was hung up.

The bartender lost his grip on the phone and dropped it to the ground.

But the young man had finished his work, so he threw the butt of his cigarette on the ground and stomped out the sparks.

"Well, when the relevant personnel arrives later, you should tell him all the things that happened just now, don't add oil and vinegar, and don't intentionally change the truth, and you will be fine."