Fist of Imagination

"The 09-style magic girl uniform of the Evil Disaster Bureau 10 years ago was designed by an independent designer.

This uniform is practical, durable, and has a playful and cute fashion element injected into the traditional Gothic style skirt. It can be said that it is the most popular uniform for the magic girl corps in the past 10 years.

Unfortunately, two years later, the General Administration decided to change the uniforms of the magic girl corps to military style and stop purchasing the 09-style uniforms.

The independent designer lost her main source of income, and the studio's capital chain was broken. In order to make a living, she had to re-enter a large company. The personal brand she had been working on for less than two years became a flash in the pan and disappeared."

Liang De was very serious when talking about the little skirt, and even had an inexplicable solemn aura, so that Li Zhixian, who was confused, did not interrupt him.

"But do you know that the Cult of the Evil Face has been using the 09-style magical girl uniform since it copied it? Now the Evil Face's maid is still wearing a simple modified 09-style Gothic dress.

In the past 10 years, the Cult of the Evil Face has never paid a penny of design royalties to the original creator. If it weren't for these people disregarding intellectual property rights and making a mountain out of a mountain, how could that talented independent designer give up her dream of building a personal brand due to lack of funds? It is precisely because of the rampant copycats that countless original designers of beautiful little skirts cannot get the rewards they deserve.

I, a righteous person, cannot sit idly by and watch this kind of thing!

I will strike hard at the pangolins of the Evil Face Sect and let them taste the punishment of justice.

Li Zhixian rolled up his messy hair and stuffed it into his curly-brimmed hat, saying:

"Don't make these messy excuses. You just found out that I had a conflict with the Evil Face Sect and you are afraid that you will find me dead at home when you come back from a business trip one day and cannot defend your rear base.

That's fine. I'm in a bad mood and my hands are idle anyway. Let's fight."

Liang De followed Li Zhixian to the equipment department of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau and received two magic accessories.

In order to match the military style, the evil detection accessories of the Evil Disaster Bureau in the past two years have been made into sunglasses. Liang De's plan to wear one on the left and one on the right failed, so he and Li Zhixian had to give each one.

When walking out of the evil disaster bureau building, Liang De looked over and over the returned air lieutenant certificate. In the certificate photo, Li Zhixian had a dreadlocked ponytail dyed with maple red, crossed her arms and wore sunglasses. She looked very aggressive, which was in sharp contrast to the current supreme salted fish.

Seeing that Li Zhixian was still unhappy, he bumped her shoulder and put the air lieutenant certificate in front of her.

"Look at me, look at me, wasn't it good before? Who are you going to show your displeasure to?

You have to be strong. Look at your disheveled hair. Where is your hairstyle before?

Brother Xian, you have to stand up.

How can you be like this as a magic girl of love and justice? You are so depressed when you encounter a little setback. You have to cheer up.

The comprehensive law enforcement power is also in hand. I will take you to have a good fight. After the fight, I will go to the supermarket to buy some discounted drinks and go home to watch the drama. Turn the page, okay?"

After listening, Li Zhixian stopped, took off her glasses and put on the evil detection sunglasses. Through the lenses, Liang De saw a fire in her eyes.

"What are you going to buy? There are still a few boxes of Jinmai in the cafeteria box. Yu Peihuan should have left. Old Liang, you come back with me, rush in and grab the wine and run. I am very familiar with the terrain and surveillance here. Listen to my instructions when you run later, understand?"

Okay... No matter what it is, you are motivated.

"Take off your 996 bracelet, and I'll add a storage function for you."

"Lao Liang, you're amazing!

Now I'm more confident. Why don't we go and clean up the hospitality warehouse of the Evil Disaster Bureau? We'll split the profits 50-50, and no one is allowed to betray anyone."

"Let's do it another day."

Three hours later, the high-spirited Li Zhixian and the guilty Liang De walked to the door of a cafe in the far suburbs of Xiangbei City wearing sunglasses.

Li Zhixian pointed at the small compass in his hand for a long time, and said to Liang De:

"It should be here. The 500 points for buying the Soul-Searching Needle must be included in the office expenses. I'll ask you to sign and certify it in two days."

"Okay, okay, hurry up."

After spending a long time stealing wine with this salted fish in the Evil Disaster Bureau, Liang De was no longer sure whether he was still a righteous partner.

The two walked into the cafe, and the hall was empty.

This is normal. Even the miscellaneous coffee shops in the city are often deserted. When they are busy, they mostly attract many entrepreneurs, students, and overtime workers who buy a cup and sit for a day. The turnover rate is very low. Whoever opens one will be abused.

Liang De never thought of how some large chain coffee shops other than Star 0 Coffee make profits, such as 0 Island Coffee. There are stores everywhere, and each store has few customers, but it has never closed down. It is very mysterious and is very likely to be a secret society base disguised as a coffee shop.

The soul-seeking needle dial shows that there are forty or fifty red dots under this coffee shop. According to the internal information of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau, this is at least one-fifth of the pangolins of the Evil Face Sect.

Liang De and Li Zhixian walked into the basement of the Evil Face Sect in the uniforms of the Evil Disaster Bureau. The barista behind the bar immediately turned into a puff of blood mist and seeped into the floor. The pangolins who were having a tea party in the basement soon became agitated.

Liang De moved his ears and concentrated on listening to what the pangolins were saying.

Before he could listen carefully, Li Zhixian stepped on the ground suddenly, shattering the marble floor and the barrier on the top of the basement. The two fell from the sky and landed in the center of the tea party of the evil maid of the evil sect.

The basement suddenly erupted with intense chanting, and painful sentences emerged one after another, as if there were dozens of primary school students participating in a reading competition to select and recite teacher Guo Ming's works.

The black and red magic circle with pungent corpse odor filled the basement space, and the thick dark magic was like substance, forming an overwhelming black tide rushing towards Liang De and Li Zhixian.

Liang De reached for a snake fruit from the dining cart next to him, took two bites of it and threw it away. He clapped his hands and walked into the spell jointly launched by dozens of evil god maids.

The tide of dark magic screamed and dissipated on the gray-black scales outside his body. Liang De reached out and picked up a Gothic girl about 1.45 meters. She was covered in deep red in the sunglasses, and her delicate skirt was There are at least seven or eight vengeful evil spirits sealed in the embroidery.

Liang De held her collar with his left hand, took out a blue decoration electric drill from his arms with his right hand, held it against her head and drilled it to the bottom.

Li Zhixian took a bottle of wine from the table, drank it, and then violently smashed it on the head of the evil maid who was nearest to her. Amidst the screams, she grabbed the Goth girl who had not finished chanting the entire spell and beat her up. Smash it on the wall.

Amid the clatter of cups and plates, a banquet began.