After Becoming a Little |

She fumbled for her wallet, summoned a taxi extravagantly, and headed back in the direction of the bar.

Even in the car, she was analyzing herself, whether she still has the ability to lead the Holy Cross, or even rebuild this organization?

"..." Silently closing her eyes, she let out a deep sigh.

——It’s impossible to think about it, after all, I am no longer the ninth son of the biologist who has no distractions, but an ordinary person who has to think about the relationship between yesterday’s bar turnover and the future fare when taking a taxi.

But why is it so easy to be an ordinary person?

After a while, she paid the fare, got out of the car with a little heartache, and pushed open the door of the bar.

Then I saw the trio in the hospital before, now appearing in the bar...

Everyone looked at each other, and then saw shocked expressions on their faces - including the maid with odd-colored pupils.

She opened her mouth, then calmed down: "I'm here to find you."

The Xuanpao girl stared at her, tilted her head slightly and whispered to Brother Qiangqiang: "Didn't you tell the security personnel in your hospital to keep an eye on this guy?"

Brother Qiang has a complicated expression: "Didn't people from Laozhuang take over the security on the top floor..."

The khaki-colored elder sister rubbed her face: "I suspect that those huskies have reached a certain consensus with her—those guys are really just big dogs that look good, but don't they always have the eldest lady around? Find fault with someone who has been waiting for the door of truth."

"...You didn't tell me about this plan! What will the hospital do then?"

"You are so rich, what is a mere hospital..."

"That's my wholly-owned hospital! It's not my family's!" Brother Qiangqiang thought about it for a while, and then used a just excuse: "There are still so many patients!"

The khaki-colored elder sister turned her head to look at him, with a strange expression: "So you defaulted to attacking the building by the Ninth Bureau or the eldest lady? The Gate of Reality has always been a precise and efficient special operation. Now everyone is in the 321 small class, okay?"

"..."

The girl in Xuanpao rolled the eyes of the little fairy, ignored the stupidity of these two idiots, but cleared her throat, looked at the maid with different-color pupils with a deep and majestic expression: "I knew you would come to us, so I And no one stopped you—this is a kingly strategy, and we are good people."

The maid with odd-colored pupils stared at her seemingly indestructible face, but in fact it should be able to carry a nuclear bomb, for a long time, then she looked away, passed them, and cast her gaze at the wine sister behind them.

Hey, Sister Jiu is still asleep, the effect of the medicine is so old, if it wasn't for the black robe girl, the maid with strange eyes would probably be lying down now - even though she swallowed it before feeding the medicine by chewing wine. It is a sober medicine, but talking about the efficacy of the medicine regardless of the dosage is all hooliganism.

The girl in Xuanpao turned around and put her hand on Sister Hejiu's chest. After a while, the latter woke up slowly.

Sister Jiu touched her forehead with some doubts, always feeling as if something was imprinted on it just now, and the residual touch made her feel very strange.

The girl in Xuanpao lowered her head and stared at her confused eyes, then shook her hand: "Are you ok?"

Sister Jiu is not fully awake yet, she just squinted at the Xuanpao girl. After all, although this silver-white hair is beautiful and dazzling, it is still white hair in essence, and her own maid with strange eyes is also white hair.

So the person in front of her = her own maid.

In the Blue Star World controlled by white hairs per capita, Sister Wujiu is no exception. She showed a smirk to the girl in Xuan Pao: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Perhaps it was because the effect of chewing the anesthetic hadn't fully passed, so she spoke in a coherent manner now.

The girl in Xuan Pao was stunned for a moment, then answered uncertainly: "Uh... Yu Nu Wugua?"

Hey, the bartender just came back to her senses, and she instantly became alert. She turned over as if she was bouncing, and then made a tactical roll on the spot, and then another tactical roll, and finally rolled to the bar in the corner. Pulling out a handful of scavenger guns, he pushed the ammunition up with a "crash", and pointed it at everyone brightly.

If it is said that she has not been persecuted by Miyazaki's old thief, she would not believe her own skill.

But being pointed at by the gun, the three of them were not frightened at all, and even the two who were throwing blame at each other continued to flirt, just turned their heads and stopped paying attention.

Nonsense, the main gun in front of them is said to be incapable of piercing the main battle of the Ten Types, and the Blue Star steel plate is well-known overseas. What use are you using a small sprayer?

Food, don't bother.

The Xuanpao girl sighed: "I hate people pointing guns at my head the most in my life..."

Sister Jiu looked at the gunpowder in her hand, then at her, and said in a choked voice, "I mean your body! Are you blind?"

Hearing the words, the duo who failed to get rid of the pot couldn't help but turn their heads to look. The khaki-colored sister Yu comforted the Xuanpao girl: "She is a member of my sand sculpture group, and everyone has something to say."

"What sand sculpture group?"

"Uh... Alchemy Star."

"Great?"

"Okay."

"The list of Nobel Prizes will be announced soon. Have they been nominated?"

The khaki-colored sister Yu thought for a while, took out her mobile phone and greeted the group members: "Is there any one of you who wants to win the Nobel Prize this year?"

The contents of the scrolling screen in the group paused for a moment, and then they all confirmed that they were not.

The khaki-colored sister was very disappointed, and revised a group announcement——

[The 2018 Nobel Prize has been announced, and the award ceremony was held in Stockholm. None of the members of our group were selected, not even nominated.Please reflect on where our shortcomings lie and how to carry out our work in the future.I hope everyone will pay attention. @all members】

Then she turned off the screen and didn't see all the complaints below.

[I'm a judge!Participate in a wool...]

[The Nobel Prize has no mathematics prize! 】

[Does the Internet count? 】

[Industry is hopeless. 】

[I want to create a new award, named after me——]

【What's your real name? 】

【Transliteration...Prince Abdullah Alabama Jerez Salzai. 】

【prince? ?How did you get into this group!What is your genius ability? 】

【I have money! 】

[I wish you a lifetime of finding true love! 】

【No, I have already found the girl of my dreams. Her name is Bernice, and she is a descendant of a nobleman...】

Off the screen, the girl in Xuanpao was still comforting Sister Xijiu, she squatted down, put her forehead directly on the muzzle of the gun, and calmly persuaded the other party not to be impulsive: "Come on! Fight here—”

"..."

PS: Too weak (sneer), do you think you can knock me down in this way?It's useless, so cast your blades elsewhere and don't waste your efforts.

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 447 0445-Celebrate tomorrow's comeback, today is not counted as an update

Xuanpao Girl actually has no other meaning, just like many people have small conflicts with others in daily life, but most of the time they scold 'MMP' in their hearts, but say 'sorry' on their mouths, and then give in. Calm down.

This is not wrong—it even proves that the moral standard of this society is so high because of everyone's concessions. It is not so much weakness as rationality.Those who say that the moral quality of the Republic is low, but never thought that when they said those words, they were already a member of the slanderers, performing what they called themselves scolding themselves.

But sometimes, conflicts are really unavoidable, so the parties will probably not be satisfied with their own performance. Maybe their heartbeats will speed up, their feet will be weak, their cheeks will be flushed with excitement, but they can only talk about something. If you are emotional, after you calm down and look back at your previous performance, you will feel disappointed, and imagine an extremely ideal follow-up, such as what should I say at the time, or what should I say later, and so on. All kinds, and so on.

The girl in Xuanpao was also like this back then, but after years of training, she has now skipped this embarrassing plot killing, and directly entered the stage of doing whatever she wants. Her strong confidence has created this seemingly unscrupulous guy. One sentence can choke someone to death, but in turn, every sentence can take the initiative.

I'm here, if you have the ability, you can come and beat me to death.

It's a pity that no one has been able to do it yet...

Having said that, how did this guy who deserved a beating leave the other world alive and come to Blue Star?

That may be a past event that made countless opponents feel sad...

She is essentially a good talker, but the premise of all this is that she is not threatened.

Perhaps it was her years of fighting in different worlds that made her extremely tough—this kind of toughness is hidden, but once it is revealed, as Emperor Pu said, there is absolutely no room for compromise. To catch those terrorists, Then kill!Those who met at the airport were shot dead at the airport, and those who met in the toilet were drowned in the toilet. Forgiving them is God's business, and what they need to do is to send them to see God.

The Xuanpao girl doesn’t believe in God, she doesn’t even believe in Quantum Dragon God, she is essentially a believer of the Taizu of the Republic. She knows that no god is perfect in and of itself.

She is just like Zhang Muzhi in "Let XX Fly", she wants to stand up and earn money.

Strange to say, if you look at all Jiang Daer's movies, you will find that even if there are attractive fresh meat like Peng Xyan, handsome like Liao Xfan, and domineering like Zhou Xfa in the film, in the final analysis, they radiate from beginning to end. It is still himself who feels the true hunk's feelings.

Rigid, sharp, and indomitable.

Just like "Red X Liang" in the last century, countless male audiences hoped to be the ones who pressed Gong Xli, while countless female audiences hoped to take her place and be pressed down by Jiang Daer.

Maybe it's because he experienced the era when the Taizu was still there. Although the Taizu was old at that time and the times were changing drastically, the tall figure who once held the sky with one arm still remained in his childhood, carrying the burden The general pattern of an era.

Self-improvement, grandeur, mighty and unyielding.

- This is the so-called male hormone

The girl in Xuanpao is now a young lady, but she is still the macho man in essence, the leader who can hold a sword and lead the first human army to shout '10 people are united to die, let us leave the human race for five thousand miles'— —Why is Lianhua so dazed by a scumbag like her that she can't find her way out?It is because this kind of temperament appears on a young lady's body, and the chemical reaction produced is like the most exquisite wine bottle, but it is filled with the strongest wine.

This kind of wine, just by smelling it, already makes people dazzled.

And such a strong guy, when it comes to some trivial details of daily life, he is irrepressibly domineering.

The wine sister wants to shoot.

Really, she really wanted to blow the other's head off with a single shot - even though this young lady was pretty good-looking.

She's still a white hair... She likes white hair, maybe she didn't like it very much at first, but because the maid with odd-colored eyes is white hair, she loves it.

For this reason, I even paid attention to some virtual anchors and became their wealth.

But the other party was too arrogant, that kind of arrogance almost overflowed, filling the entire space, and then drowning himself in it.

She is not reconciled.

So she took a deep breath, raised the muzzle of the gun, and fired a shot at the ceiling.

"boom----"

The gunfire was muffled.

Debris fell from the ceiling, and the half-shattered bar chandelier wobbled, making a "creak—" sound, which made people want to look up.

This is her resistance, I dare to shoot, the reason why I don't hit you is my own choice.

How cute is it?Like a little girl who is in trouble in love.

The girl in Xuanpao didn't look up, but instead she nodded with satisfaction, showing an expression of approval.

It's like looking at a dog that finally dared to show its small canine teeth, and feeling that the other party has grown up from a puppy—with an uncomfortable aloofness.