I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

The act of pressing the number buttons did not bring any feedback. When I went to the stairwell, I realized that it was also locked from the outside, and the handle could not be turned from the outside.

"It's okay if the security is so good...but how do I get up now?"

He got the answer from the front desk staff that he could not report the lost key card without the identity certificate of the person who issued the room. Phil could only sit on the sofa in the lobby like a salted fish who had lost his dream, waiting for Klaus and the others to come back.

"Aren't you used to it..."

Phil, who sank himself on the sofa, ran his fingers around his hair boredly, and there was a gurgling sound from his stomach at a very inappropriate time.

Before, because she didn't feel hungry at all, she ate every meal, just to enjoy the desire of her tongue. At this moment, she was tortured to death by deep tiredness and hunger.

Turning over on the sofa, there was a feeling of something clucking around his waist. Phil, who was not in a very bright mood, smacked his lips, and took a look at the hard object under his body—it was a flashing A 1 Zell coin of beautiful silver light.

This sudden sense of happiness made Phil smile.

"An unexpected harvest~ I actually picked up the change that someone left here. This should be able to buy a good expired bento at the convenience store!"

In the past, Gracefield, who had millions of dollars in HL and spent money like water, never imagined that he could be moved by a mere 1 zer coin when he was at his lowest.

In a great mood, Phil jumped up from the sofa, clutching the coins in his hand, and looked through the glass door at the 24-hour "(Alien)" convenience store with white lights across the street.

It's just such a short distance. If you come back quickly after buying food, nothing will happen, right?

Chapter 159: Catastrophe

Phil, who walked out of the hotel with such thoughts, did not clearly realize that this was not the HL where the crime rate had dropped again and again after his arrival, but a secret society that maintained the balance of the world and secretly protected order.

The most chaotic period when "Lebra" didn't exist yet...

Although Gracefield is the person who is most familiar with this city at the moment, it is obvious that she also suffered from the loss of "most familiarity" and became careless.

"Didu~Welcome!" A slightly mechanical welcome sound came from the mouth of the little doll hanging at the door.The clerk behind the cash register is an alien with an octopus head. He is dozing off on a chair with his legs crossed. It seems that he has no intention of getting up to greet the only customer who came to this convenience store late at night.

However, Phil was also familiar with the places where the shelves were sorted. He went straight to the freezer and began to search for the discounted lunch boxes that were about to expire from the bottom floor.

If you want to say why Phil knows this kind of thing, it is still due to his good friend who is often robbed and hungry——Leonardo Wouche...

"Generally, there are bento boxes on the last floor of the refrigerated cabinets in 24-hour convenience stores that are about to expire. Most of them can be bought for only 1 zel. This is a good thing that can often save people like us! Although the taste is basically the same You just have to choose...Compared to Senior Cheng, you haven't experienced this kind of life where you need to tighten your belt, right?" Leo said with a smile at the time.

"Hellish snail risotto with thick crucian carp sauce.... woohoo...."

The good news is that Leo is right, the expiring bento here really only costs 1 Zell.

But the bad news is that probably only the box in Phil's hand is left.

The strange dark green juice dyed the rice underneath in an unappetizing color, no wonder no one would buy this kind of thing after it expired...

But now Phil, who was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy, basically had no choice. She could only pray that she wouldn't kill herself after putting this thing in her mouth, and that the microwave next to the counter was still working.

"Didu ~ Welcome!"

It seemed that another customer came in through the door, but Phil didn't care about other people. He walked towards the cashier with the bento in his hand, and placed it in front of the napping clerk.

Gracefield knocked on the counter: "Hello, check out."

The clerk narrowed one of the four pairs of eyes on his face slightly, glanced at the items that the human woman was about to check out, and waved his hands: "Sorry, we will no longer sell expired items."

"But it's clearly not expired yet!"

Unconvinced, Phil slapped the 1 Zell coin in his hand on the counter, wanting to reason with the clerk in front of him.

"If your eyeballs and brain nerves are not damaged by special drugs, then please take a closer look." The clerk seemed to ignore Phil's dissatisfaction, and raised his tentacles to knock on the digital clock behind him.

The corner of Phil's mouth twitched, and he looked under the barcode of "Hell Snail Risotto with Thick Crucian Carp Sauce" in his hand. The expiration time on it was 22:30 tonight.

And the numbers on the digital clock behind the clerk were jumping from 22:32 to 22:33.

"Isn't this only 3 minutes overdue? Come on man, it's not like I didn't pay!"

"Very hungry, lady?"

"Of course... If you want to treat me to a normal meal, I can accept your rough approach."

Another customer's voice came from behind him. When Phil looked back, an outsider in a black windbreaker was raising a gun to him.

Oh Shet!

Phil only had time to utter a swear word from his mind, and the gun in the man in black's hand rang out.

boom!

The deafening gunshots stunned Gracefield's mind, but the buzzing still echoing in her ears told her that she was still alive.

The radiant blue blood was randomly smeared on the white wall along with the clerk's head that exploded in an instant, and even the yellow eyeballs that should have stayed in his eye sockets were blown out. Nerves hang dangling outside the eye sockets.

"Now this bento is free, miss."

The human girl in front of her seemed to be stupefied by fright, and the man in black was very satisfied with the impact he had caused, and made a joke at her.

But the gun still in his hand indicates that this wicked guy doesn't seem to want to let any witnesses go.

"I said...you use the special bullets produced by the Wessera factory just to rob a convenience store? All the goods in this store plus the money in the cash register are not enough for you to squander a second shot, right?"

However, what the human woman said in front of her seemed to be beyond the expectation of the man in black.

"Oh? It still looks like a not simple guy, how did you see it?"

Perhaps out of curiosity, the man in black did not immediately choose to fire a second shot to end the life of the fragile human woman in front of him.

Phil knew that if he screamed like an ignorant idiot at this time, he would definitely not survive the second second of HL's random robbery. Without any weapons or ways to save his life, the only thing he could rely on now was the brain on his neck. .

She raised her hands to show that she was not a threat, then took a few steps back and leaned against the counter, then pointed at the dark muzzle of the gun in front of her and said slowly: "Okay, I admit that I have some guesses, but I don't think so. To kill the Zhang people with strong vitality in one blow, rely on the weapons sold in ordinary gun stores.

9mm and pt.45 won't do. "

"Of course, it's the first time I've seen such an expensive bullet to rob a convenience store. A person who can shoot and squander such a rare thing without hesitation is either rich or expensive. What's wrong, sir, could it be yours? Unique interests? If you guess wrong, please pretend I didn’t say anything.”

The man in black tilted his head, and the mask covering his face prevented Gracefell from seeing his expression clearly. He could only see a playful smile in those purple eyes that were not human.

"Unfortunately, I guessed wrong. I never said that I was here to rob, and I couldn't afford the special bullets from the Wessela factory."

Before the man in black finished speaking, he turned the muzzle of the gun in his hand again and fired a shot, breaking the clerk's arm that was secretly moving towards the alarm button.

That guy's vitality is really not ordinary tenacious, just like this, he is not dead yet... He even managed to squeeze out a few uncontrollable screams from his throat.

Phil looked at the clerk who was struggling and fell to the ground with a tense expression, pursed his lips and was forced to look at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him again.

"That's right. Ordinary convenience stores can't afford to hire Zhang Ren as a clerk. After all, convenience store clerks in this city can be called consumables. After death, the boss will be happy not to have to pay him future wages. So am I involved in a deal with some strange organization? Or is it debt collection? A drug dispute? "

The man in black shook his gun, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Miss, you are really not an ordinary person. This is the first time I have seen a human being with such courage and insight. If it weren't for the principle that I can't keep a life alive, I really want to be with you." Come on a date with a bang."

Listening to such a frank declaration from the man in black, Phil knew that if he didn't do something, his short journey in HL with this identity would probably end.

So Phil smiled with a disdainful expression, slowly lowered his raised hands, and said word by word under the somewhat vigilant eyes of the man in black:

"I advise you not to shoot, otherwise both you and the organization behind you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Oh? I'm curious again, what kind of confidence do you have to say that?"

"Have you heard of...Libra?"

The girl put her hands into the pockets of her skirt and raised her head high, as if she was sure of winning.

In those blue eyes, he looked at the man in black in front of him with disdain, as if he was looking at someone who was already dead.

In it, the icy feeling that seemed to have killed countless lives with his own hands pierced the air through a short distance and reached the man in black's mind, making him take a step back involuntarily.

He even came up with an almost absurd idea in an instant——

If you don't remove the gun from her head, the person who will die in the next second....

Can only be myself.

1 Sixty chapters of successive reversals

"Libra?"

The man in black, who was surprised by the aura of the human girl in front of him, recalled it carefully in his memory, but he had no impression of this word at all.

But the guy in front of him is indeed different from any human being I have ever seen. He looks extremely young on the outside, but has insights that ordinary people can't match and indifference to death. The next second the clerk's head exploded, the scream was about to shatter the roof of the house.

Is that some mysterious organization that I have never heard of?

Undercurrents are raging behind Hershalymzlot. There are countless spies from various countries and gangs from different worlds who have infiltrated in just a few hours. It is inevitable that there will be powerful organizations that I have never heard of. To take over the city.

The man in black lightly pressed his finger on the trigger, and then revealed a trace of hesitation.

The aura in her eyes is too amazing... But this does not rule out that it is a bluff or delaying time.

The moment the man in black hesitated to press the trigger finger, Phil knew that such bluff was quite effective. After all, the number one rule in this city is—never judge a person by his cover.

Phil, who had won some time, did not sit still, but moved behind the counter seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

Because in addition to the alarm button, there are usually hidden compartments where weapons are hidden. In the convenience store robberies she had seen before, at least 30.00% of the robbers were used by some clerks of tenacious races. way to fight back.

Patrick once teased himself that most of the people who came to him to buy self-defense weapons of mass destruction were stunned youths who were used to fight gangs, or when their shops were robbed, and they wanted to let themselves go before the police arrived. Store managers whose losses are no longer expanding.

"Wise choice, sir, there's something nasty going on in this messy city all the time, and I guess your time is as valuable as your money, so why not save a bullet and go Each in his own way? In other words, we forget a million things every day, so why not make sure this is one of them?"

"I can still afford the time to pull the trigger and the money for an extra bullet. You are right, bad things are happening in this city at any time, so for the sake of safety, disappearing one person and two people is very important for people here. It doesn't make any difference."

The muzzle of the gun that had been slowly lowered in the man in black's hand was raised again.

"But I guess if Lebra is someone we can't afford to mess with

The organization shouldn't let its members argue with the store clerk over an expired product that only sells for 1 zel, right? "

Phil glanced at the expired bento on the counter, secretly screaming in his heart that something was wrong.

The finger of the man in black in front of him did not hesitate to pull the trigger. The moment he observed that his finger muscles began to exert force, Phil immediately pushed the shelf at hand towards his gun.

boom!

Huge gunshots and flames once again illuminated the dark street through the glass doors of the convenience store, and tin boxes of chewing gum shattered by bullets scattered everywhere.

Phil, who successfully avoided the third shot with his petite body, was shrinking behind the counter, first reached out and tapped the red alarm button, and then pulled out the weapon in the drawer that was shattered by bullets.

Staring at the huge silver-white streamlined gun that was quickly unfolded in his hand, Phil was even stunned because he was too surprised.

This...individual particle accelerator? !

How could there be such a thing in the goddamn convenience store?

But now there was obviously no more time for her to be in a daze. Before the man in black threw the shelf on his face to the ground and fired the next shot at himself behind the counter, she had to use the thing in his hand first. Send him to the West!

brush!

Gracefell, who was hiding behind the counter, stood up suddenly under the surprised gaze of the man in black, and a huge cannon muzzle as thick as her two arms was pointing at herself with azure blue spots.

The wonderful sound of ionized charging screamed like a buzzer, accompanied by the corners of her raised mouth slamming into the eardrum...

"Surprise motherfxxker!"

"Damn!"

Apparently, the guy in black also immediately recognized that the guy in Gracefield's hands was by no means something that could promote the prosperity and development of society, and the friendship, peace, mutual assistance and progress of mankind. He immediately rushed towards the door of the store like a cheetah, hitting Broken Glass tried to escape the killing range of this thing.

What a joke!No matter how fast the pistol bullet in my hand was, it was only supersonic. The bullet that came out of the chamber was probably melted by the high-energy beam particles without killing her first, and even lifted myself into the sky!

The increasingly high-pitched ionizing charging sound made the man in black's heart flutter, but after he ran for a long distance, he realized that there were no beams of light or gunfire coming from behind him at all...

Not far away, the man in black turned his head to look at him, and Gracefield's back was soaked in cold sweat instantly.

"Authentication failed, trigger locked."

A cold mechanical prompt came from the auxiliary system of the individual particle accelerator gun in his hand. No matter how hard Phil pulled the trigger, the muzzle condensed with blue light did not have any desire to shoot anything.

"Fake!"

At this moment, the situation turned 180 degrees again, and the particle accelerator locked by the smart identity authentication insurance was no different from a stronger iron rod in his hands.

The store manager must have thought that if such a weapon was stolen and used to kill him, he would be as stupid as a villain in a B-movie, so he added an extra layer of trigger safety to the gun, but this For Phil, who was helping the store manager to kill the enemy at this time, it was undoubtedly a desperate Bad End script.

So... now, apart from the clerk beside Phil who fell to the ground without moving, there is no one else who can fire this weapon.

The two looked at each other through the shattered glass door, and the awkward atmosphere seemed to stabilize the famous scene.

"It seems that the things in your hand are not so obedient, this lady." The man in black tore off his mask, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat streaming down his forehead, and laughed ferociously.

"Oh, maybe I just wanted to give you some time to escape."

"Then what authentication failure I just heard is an illusion?"