After Becoming a Little |

But sorry, you little bourgeois lackeys, have lost your allegiance, the new list has all of your names on it.

"There is a gate in front of them. They speak a very complicated language, but the common language is English. Later, we will pretend to be their own people, and try to seize the vehicle as soon as possible after rushing out. The blockade personnel are obstacles to break through, do you understand?"

She said this to the stupid girl Jessica, who thought for a while and nodded, indicating that she understood.

She doesn't need to think for so long, mainly because there are too many retroflexes in Mao-flavored English.

She almost didn't understand...

Muscular sister Gui Aige looked at her legs: "Your right foot is actually a prosthesis, right? That kind of powerful close-quarters fighting skills is definitely tailor-made for you... If I send you to those Lu Zi members, how confident are you in suppressing them?"

The stupid girl Jessica blinked, trying to figure out the passage in her mind, and finally raised a finger: "1 minute."

"Only for 1 minute?"

"It only takes 1 minutes."

"……it is good!"

……

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Outside the restaurant, the cordon was pulled to the end of the street corner. At this moment, most of the street was silent, and the gunshots that were still ringing faintly inside also stopped.

But the expressions of the people surrounding here are all normal - it's strange that they are not normal. Since there is no sound, it naturally means that their people have completely controlled the situation.

Ah, that's great. After the task is completed, the money will be in hand. Let's go to barbecue tonight, shall we?

However, compared to those mercenaries who pretended to be the countermeasure mobile squad of the Metropolitan Police Department, those genuine members of the Japanese Ground Self-Defense Force seemed a bit sloppy.

Their formation looks professional, but there is still a little doubt in their expressions.

After all, I've never heard of these troops working with them. Does the Metropolitan Police Department have such a professional countermeasure mobile squad?

Perhaps it was because the whole process was just to seal off the scene, and there was no need to enter to fight, which made them somewhat relaxed.

At this time, a reloaded operator dragged a slightly shorter companion out of the room, and the blood left a dark red mark on the ground.

He shouted anxiously to the armored vehicle guarding the door: "He was shot! Medical soldiers—where is the rescue? Where is our rescue vehicle!"

They did have an ambulance van brought over by Lu Zi over there, but that van was on the other side of the corner.

There were only a few of the mercenaries disguised as the countermeasure mobile squad of the Metropolitan Police Department, and most of them ran over in a hurry when they heard the news. The heavy operator seemed to be very eager, and directly dragged his thin companion close to the armored vehicle, He leaned against the side of the car, shaking his face: "Wake up! Wake up—"

The latter still wore a tactical hood, but his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was breathing in but not out.

The members of Lu Zi on the armored vehicle held their guns in both hands and looked down with a slightly subtle expression. Although the eyes were mostly gloating, there were also emotions of sorrow for the death of a rabbit.

The surrounding mercenary companions rushed up: "What's wrong?!"

"Gunshot wound! The previous resistance! Quickly, carry him to the rescue vehicle!" The burly heavy operator waved his hand with unquestionable momentum.

A few mercenaries did not suspect him, and put their guns behind their backs, ready to come to help.

However, there are also some members who listened to the heavy equipment operator's slurred English with a slightly puzzled expression. The other party put his hand on his shoulder and said with a wooly accent similar to that of the heavy equipment operator: "Which team are you from?" ? What about your other members?"

"Crack——"

Grabbing the hand on his shoulder with his backhand, the reloaded operator stood up suddenly, only to hear a crisp sound of bones breaking, and when Brother Broken Hand's screams were still choked in his throat, he had already passed out from his waist. Suddenly he took out a grenade, bit off the safety catch and threw it into the crowd.

The thin operator who was lifted up by his two companions was revived with full blood in an instant, turned around like a kite among them, and spun like a hang.

He turned!It's spinning like a big spinning top!

The thin operator who broke free from them arched his right foot, and a sharp black and cold light popped out. After several figures staggered, the mercenaries who were still reaching for their guns froze in place.

The skinny operator tore off his mask, revealing the face of the stupid girl Jessica crying with a cat's head, and jumped directly onto the armored vehicle.

In the next half a second, whether it was on the armored vehicle or under the armored vehicle, blood suddenly splattered!

Muscular sister Gui Aige flew to the other side of the armored vehicle and raised her hand to cover her face. Almost at the same time, there was a violent explosion behind her.

Fragments of the grenade spewed out together with the shock wave, and the air wave washed over the body of the armored vehicle, and screams and chaotic shouts were heard endlessly.

Some people wanted to rush over, and some directly raised their guns to shoot at this side, but the muscular sister Gui Aige just turned over and got into the armored vehicle, letting the scorching metal bullets sweep out on the heavy armored vehicle for a while' The useless jingle of jingle dong dong dong.

Your armored car is great, but now it's mine!

The not-so-capable armored vehicle was in a mess, with a few soldiers of Lu Zi lying down in disorder. Their chests were still heaving at the moment, but blood flowed from them like a spring, taking away their vitality.

These guys, who might just be fooled by their superiors, can only twitch weakly at this moment, their eyes are gradually hollow, and they lose their vitality.

The stupid girl Jessica turned into the cheetah girl Jessica again, and even because of this short moment of intense activity, white mist visible to the naked eye evaporated from her head, her breath became sultry, and her cheeks puffed up. Abnormal blood color, the temperature of the whole body seems to be terribly high.

But fortunately, she still retained her sanity to some extent, and did not directly attack the muscular sister Gui Aige who turned over and came in.

The latter glanced at her, rushed over to occupy the driving seat, and stepped on the accelerator to death: "I am responsible for attracting firepower! You are responsible for finding equipment that can send messages to the outside world—go!"

The armored vehicle let out a deep roar, knocked over a thick personnel carrier, and rushed out towards the entrance of the street.

Only a fool would try to fight back. At this time, what you should do is to take advantage of it and run away.

Only the lone protagonist in Hollywood, and the brain-dead NPC in the plot that will die in the next scene, will turn around and rush back-the seemingly indestructible armored vehicle can be scrapped as soon as they launch an RPG.

Outside the car, there were the rushing crowd and a large equipment bag that fell on the ground alone.

Someone ran past the equipment bag with trembling ears, as if they heard something, glanced sideways at the bag, and instantly became terrified——

"Lie down!!"

He yelled, and flew behind the car on the other side without hesitation.

It was a crisp 'ding~' sound when the tab was pulled open.

A few seconds after he dodged in embarrassment, a huge fireball bloomed in the middle of the street.

【boom----------】

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In the restaurant·Private rooms on the fourth floor

Lianhua was still eating with Miss Bernice in front of her. A bottle of red wine marked "Napa Eagle Valley Winery" was placed on the table, and it had been poured out. There was still a layer of light red wine hanging on the decanter. liquor.

Miss Bernice frowned, continued to hold the glass, and poured a sip of red wine into her mouth.

Judging by her expression, it was obvious that she was not very happy.

Lianhua knows how to drink red wine, but she doesn't particularly like it, but under Miss Bernice's warm "invitation", she also drank a small half of the bottle with her lips pressed together - to be honest, she really didn't understand what the other party wanted to do.

There were still faint gunshots downstairs before, but they stopped completely before, and there was no sound for many minutes. Every gunshot made Lianhua's hands tightly clenched into fists, but when the gunshot rang During the pause, she became even more nervous, and even had stomach cramps caused by excessive tension, which forced her to hold her abdomen with an ugly expression.

She believes in Aige's strength. As an elite special soldier in the former Soviet Union, Aige's record in the mercenary world can be described as a 'legendary'.

But equally, she has seen the size and brazenness of these hijackers—sometimes poor in manpower.

So she also told her sister's identity before, but the so-called 'Mr. Clown' didn't give a definite answer after listening to it, quite like a cat playing with a mouse, confident.

Ms. Bernice shook her glass: "The quality of Californian wines from Millican is not inferior to that of old-world regional domaines. Although everyone likes California-style Cabernet Sauvignon now, I still prefer the old wines. Zinfandel...mainly because the grapes used in Zinfandel are very California-like, and this blackcurrant-like fruity taste is really fascinating."

Lianhua didn't speak, she pursed her lips, her worry was palpable.

Putting down the glass gracefully, Miss Bernice looked at her watch with a charming blush on her cheeks: "We should be transferred soon—it's ridiculous, the power and background I rely on has now become my death talisman .”

Whether it is the Mellon Consortium or the Gate of Truth, both backgrounds have youngsters, and it is impossible to use conventional methods to ask for help.

Even if her people in these two forces knew about her plight, they would probably hold back and pretend nothing happened, and they only needed to wait 24 hours for everything to settle.

When the time comes when she loses her crown, no one will care whether she is dead or alive.

God knows how long they have been planning, my uncle who looks like a playboy really has an impressive tolerance.

The death of Mr. G is probably just the right trigger.

Miss Bernice had a feeling of despair, but it was obvious that she was not someone who would admit defeat easily. Even in this situation, she still maintained a fighting heart after losing all support.

"But it's okay, I never like to put all my eggs in the same basket." Saying this, Miss Bernice stuffed a piece of tuna sashimi into her mouth: "Eat more, I will have the strength to deal with it later What's next."

Lianhua opened her mouth, and finally lowered her eyes: "I don't do anything, that's the best way to deal with it."

The more peaceful she is, the less the other party will treat her harshly.

To be honest, she even regrets letting the muscular sister Gui Aige leave with Xiong Luoli.

The internal strife at the Gate of Truth would not have involved their Song family. After all, the Gate of Truth is not a villain who is against the world, nor will it be like the desperate Holy Cross who will kill and make enemies everywhere. .

Miss Bernice's eyes flickered, but she said with a soft smile: "Do you think he really has such a good heart? Director O... No, it should be called Mr. Clown. He is not a good man. He once used his abilities because of personal grievances." With all the forces mobilized, an entire small town in Eastern Europe was massacred... that small town has nearly 700 people, and even within the Gate of Truth, there was a debate about how to deal with it."

Lianhua raised her eyes and stared at her, then smiled reluctantly after a while: "Don't scare me, and you don't need to use this method to make me and him hostile, I'm on the same boat as you now, it's just our It’s just a different way to disembark.”

That's why the more people of the same age who saw these wealthy nobles, the more she liked being with Alia.

Straightforward, frank - if it was Aya, she would have said something like 'I don't like that guy, think of a way to vote for him' at this time, right?

"... Sure enough, she is indeed that man's daughter, this kind of calmness that is almost born in adversity."

Miss Bernice covered her mouth, suppressed the feeling of wanting to spit out because she ate too much, swallowed the sourness that surged up in her throat, looked away, thought for a while, and forced it back into her mouth A piece of arctic shrimp that I didn't like.

"My father didn't tell me any of this, when I—"

Just as Lianhua was about to say something, suddenly there was a muffled sound of a grenade exploding outside the house, followed by a deafening bang. The intense flames could be clearly seen even from the window on the fourth floor, and the whole house shook. The paper door made a resonant sound of 'crashing...'.

The two girls suddenly turned their heads to look out the window, and then looked at each other, seeing some kind of surprise in each other's eyes.

The louder the movement, the more it means that they are still alive and kicking.

At the same time, the paper door was pulled open, and Mr. Clown appeared in front of the door, looking coldly across the room.

His tone didn't sound very good: "Dear Miss Bernice, I think it's time for us to leave."

"...It looks like I won a chess piece?" Miss Bernice wiped her mouth with a napkin and smiled.

"Yes, I am honored to inform you that your assistant Miss Jessica has successfully escaped." Mr. Clown bowed slightly: "But unfortunately, it is of no use, no one will find you disappeared in Where."

Miss Bernice stood up and arranged her clothes gracefully: "Is it because your plan is too hidden, so you dare not use the elite of the Gate of Truth?"

"..."

"The tactical literacy is not good, these subordinates of yours." Ms. Bernice's mouth curved into a mocking arc: "If it is the elite of the gate of truth, Jessica is dead now."

The tyrant in the black robe is probably the only one on the Blue Star who can chop up those future fighters like melons.

The eyes under Mr. Clown's mask narrowed slightly: "Let's go, Miss Bernice, the chess game between us hasn't been fully completed yet."

Lianhua closed her eyes and said nothing.