After Becoming a Little |

When Alia was playing the piano, Mr. Yanqi opened his mouth, and he seemed to see the scene when he saw Lu Wuxia, but in the blink of an eye, she was already a married woman and had such a big daughter, but he still couldn't bear it. Willing to wake up from the dream.

A waiter walked over from the front and put down the tray gracefully.

Mr. Yan Qi, who turned his head to watch his daughter Yun's daughter playing the piano, could not stand such a big group of guys stealing the spotlight, and immediately waved him away. Because of this reaction, he staggered, the wine glasses in the tray collided with each other and made a dissonant 'crash--' sound, and a signature pen under the tray fell down.

When he wanted to bend down to pick up the signature pen with an ugly face, he stepped on it with one foot.

It was a size 43 elegant foot in high heels...

"???"

The waiter was a little dazed, he wanted to look up to see where this guy was so rude, but he just felt a stabbing pain from the electric shock in his waist, and then his eyes went dark.

The khaki-colored elder sister let go of her skirt, covered her feet, and quietly swung her hands around, pushing the waiter towards the golden queen on the other side.

Mr. Yanqi looked at these guys with dissatisfaction. He didn't find anything wrong. The main reason was that his eyes were all on his daughter Yun. Who has the time to pay attention to these ghosts and snakes?It's like a person who is addicted to games doesn't care how good-looking his girlfriend is - give a girlfriend 1 yuan, even if the latter spends 700 yuan to dress up, it can't compare to the 300 yuan game disc in his arms Come to catch the eye.

Aliya now has her own eyesight, even if she is as self-disciplined as the khaki-colored sister, she looks sideways frequently, not to mention the other guys who have long been determined to be a good father, there is one at the scene, the scene is very harmonious .

A red figure was walking behind these people, his shots were like lightning, and the target was knocked out in a few moments. At first glance, it seemed that the two sides had touched each other, and then someone wanted to sit down, or He couldn't stand firmly, so he got the help of the girl in the red skirt, but in the gaps covered by several sideways in the line of sight, the figures of these people had disappeared.

The intelligence of the unconfirmed living body on the first rank is wrong, and it’s not just their few dead soldiers—in fact, in order to kill the moderate Mr. Yanqi, they have specially sent a killer against the latter, if it wasn’t for Mr. Yanqi just now With a push of the magic pen, I am afraid that the other party will use the magic pen to send him to see God.

This other person does not come into contact with them, but only exists as a supplementary back-up, as long as it comes to this point in time and sees that they have not succeeded, they will be dispatched.

The khaki-colored elder sister squinted her eyes and glanced around, quietly disappearing in the crowd.

There was a touch of red in the corner of Mr. Yanqi's eyes, and he turned his head to look at it almost subconsciously, but he didn't find anything, it seemed to be just his own illusion.

Ai Rulong also moved exactly the same as him, except that his eyes flickered, and he probably guessed something—this is the rest of the person next to his pillow. Even though he is divorced, he has also entered into deep soul communication. as one.

He turned to look at Mr. Yanqi: "Mr. Yanqi, what are you looking at?"

Mr. Yanqi looked away, the piano sound in his ears had reached the end, and the lingering gradually dissipated. He shook his head somewhat disappointedly, picked up his glass and took a sip of champagne, feeling bitter in his mouth: "I didn't see anything, Just like seeing my wife... I mean, like."

A vein twitched in front of Ai Rulong's forehead, and he always felt that the other party seemed to be pointing...

On the other side, Mrs. Jin was squinting at Alia playing the piano, with an expression of 'my daughter is awesome'. Jin, who was busy next to her, came up to her, but the former pushed her away angrily: "You go to play with your classmates tonight, don't go back to the hotel, your dad and I live alone."

"..." Empress Jin blinked, "Why?"

"Your sister plays the piano so beautifully. It reminds me of when I was young. At that time, your father and I were supposed to have a son. Now that we are married to Xiaoya, that means we will be more intimate. Anyway, your uncle and I will also have a son." No blood relationship." Mrs. Jin sighed as she spoke, and pinched her husband's arm: "It's all your fault!"

Mr. Jin smiled apologetically: "Blame me, blame me..."

Before Mr. Jin and the poor father and daughter could say anything, Mrs. Jin raised her brows, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she raised her hand to grab a champagne glass and smashed it directly on the edge of the table. After the break, half of the sharp glass The root shot out of her hand, and directly sank into the lap of a waitress who came next to her with a tray.

The latter snorted and was supported by the khaki-colored sister. He pushed his big baby on the waitress' waist, and his whole body twitched and fell into the khaki-colored sister's arms.

Mrs. Jin nodded to the khaki-colored sister Yu, who made a gesture and helped the waitress to turn around and leave.

As the target of the assassination, Mr. Jin remained calm. He has experienced many things—if it wasn’t for the strength of his wife, he would have been cold on the street decades ago. How could he still have the happy life now?

As a big brother, he just frowned, his expression became a little more serious, but his eyes still didn't move around, and he kept pretending that nothing happened, and asked his wife in a low voice: "What happened?"

Mrs. Jin patted the broken glass on her hand: "It's nothing, just some clowns, my senior sister is already dealing with it—"

"Aiming at us?" Mr. Jin's eyes also became dangerous. The "we" here is not referring to himself, but the exchange group of the Republic.

Some guys are so cowardly...

"Well, but it should have nothing to do with the official, they can't be so stupid." Mrs. Jin recalled the gesticulation of the khaki royal sister, and pulled Mr. Jin up: "Let's go, dance with me, there is one last one , Hurry up and go back to the hotel.”

As she said that, she gave Mr. Jin a wink. As a rare outlier in Maomei who was still in the shelf life after giving birth, Mr. Jin couldn't stand this charming electric eye, so he quickly accompanied her to the dance floor.

After a while, a seemingly ordinary dinner party participant on the edge of the dance floor was swept by Mrs. Jin's skirt, and immediately fell on his back, causing a commotion. Everyone only saw the lady with beautiful blond hair spinning around. The wind was blowing, and there was no other obvious physical contact—so this guy who fell to the ground with a nosebleed looked very LOW. Although he was an injured person, this kind of injury really made people feel contemptuous.

The security personnel sent it out of the banquet hall. The little commotion didn't make more people feel that something was wrong, and everything was still as beautiful as before.

Aliya stood up from the piano and raised her skirt to the surroundings, which drew long bursts of applause.

The original pianist also applauded lightly, she looked at Alia with a smile on her face, and finally couldn't help asking softly: "Miss, who wrote the piano piece you played...? "

Facing the deer-like pure and doubtful eyes, she quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just never heard this piano piece before."

"A TV producer, record company chairman, and newspaper reporter named Paul Seneville."

The eldest sister, the pianist, was a little confused: "...Reporter?"

"Yes, reporter. These days, reporters can do everything except interviews." Alia locked on the looming red dress figure in the crowd from the corner of her eyes, and her tone was somewhat subtle.

Seneville and Tucson are both Richard's little friends. They tailored many popular piano pieces for Richard. Among them, "Adilina by the Water" is the representative work, which is easy to play but pleasant to listen to. People from Xialiba can automatically be upgraded to Yangchun Baixue in front of ordinary people who don't know how to play the piano.

The French are very talented in this regard. The Stars and Stripes on the moon in the Milijian moon landing plan was washed white by solar radiation. At first glance, it looks like the French who landed on the moon back then. Raised the white flag - it's like their whole country, except they can't fight wars, they are really good at art.

Just like the French Prime Minister Macron, how handsome he is, and he must practice what he says. When he was young, he said something to his classmates, but he really didn’t lie, so he married his classmate’s mother—his original classmate was His wife's eldest daughter is here.

And at that time, the wife hadn’t divorced yet, so it can only be said that France has its own national conditions, and the lovers in the marriage are having fun, and for the sake of love, the red flags in the marriage will not fall, and the colorful flags have been fluttering for 12 years—By the way, Macron Immediately after marriage, he became a great-grandfather, because his wife is 24 years older than him, and the family's children all have grandchildren, and the four generations live together in harmony.

Alia, whose eyes were fixed on the girl in the red dress, suddenly frowned. Feeling the hostility from behind, she nodded to the pianist elder sister with a dangerous hairstyle. After thinking about it, she still hung her on her shoulders. The ponytail got behind her: "It looks better this way~"

Then he trotted away, joined the khaki-colored sister Yu who came out of the crowd, and walked to the side hall of the banquet.

The khaki-colored sister was about to talk to her, but she saw Alia reach out and grab a high-backed chair next to her, and threw it out with shaking hands in the side hall with only a few people——

The khaki-colored elder sister stared dumbfounded at the whistling sound of the chair, and directly flew a fat man in front of her who seemed to have no problem flying away for four or five meters, and the whole person lay on the ground lying dead.

"This..." The khaki-colored sister Yu pointed at the other party: "Bad guys? But there are only eight killers, plus an accident insurance, we've got it all covered."

"There are still five of the four heavenly kings. This guy is not so much a killer, but more like an on-site supervising team..." Aliya shrank quickly when everyone looked over in the side hall, and looked at him weakly. The khaki-colored elder sister: "Big sister, what are you doing?!"

So everyone turned their shocked gazes to Champagne Gold Yujie, who was wearing a champagne gold dress - I didn't expect you to be such a beauty!

The khaki-colored sister held her forehead helplessly: "This year's Oscar has been reserved for you..."

He went up to support the fat man, playing the image of a stupid and cute big sister of "accidentally slipped his hand and flew the stool a few meters away and hit an innocent person". Believe it or not, he did it anyway, and then said Wanting to take him to treatment, he slipped away like flying while holding him up.

The people at the scene looked at each other and called in the security personnel. After listening to them describe the images of the two female criminals at the scene, the security personnel reconfirmed: "You mean, the lady who is like a black swan is also there?"

"Uh... yes, but it was another one who did it just now."

"Are you sure it's the one playing the piano?"

"Yes, but not her, I mean the other—"

"Are you sure that she was standing here just now and knew the perpetrator?"

"I... no, does this have anything to do with your security work?"

"Yes, if it's her, then you must have read it wrong." The security personnel said a few words into the walkie-talkie with a serious expression, which probably meant that the eldest lady was here just now, and nothing happened.

The bystander couldn't hold back his bladder, and he spat at the security guard with excitement: "Aren't you a staff member of the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu? She is from the Republic! She..."

"Yes, I know, but there is a special explanation from above, we must respect her as our eldest lady." The security guard said in a low tone to the righteous bystander: "So, sir, please pay attention to your tone— —If you have the tendency to insult our eldest lady, then I don't mind taking you out of the dinner."

"..." The bystander blinked, and his tone softened: "Actually, I didn't see the specific situation clearly just now. It should be that guy accidentally tripped me while walking, and even scared you young ladies."

The security guard smiled: "I see, thank you sir for your reminder, I wish you a pleasant night."

"..."

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Dinner and restroom

As long as the blood is washed away, no one will take care of the broken sink in the bathroom—and the hotel will not bother those bigwigs in the financial world who are tens of millions every minute because of these trivial matters.

The original false [cleaning] stand has been replaced by the hotel's [maintenance] stand, but the protagonist of the movie has never passed these reminders, and Ai Mangmang is naturally the same. She dragged the fat man into the hotel. In the bathroom, press it on the gap of the previous sink, and the automatic sensor faucet dutifully starts to release water, preparing to wake him up with his own warm body fluids.

The khaki-colored sister Yu is still thinking about what the so-called "murderous look" is - Alia said that this guy gave her a look with murderous eyes, and she has never been able to forget the face of this fat man since then.

Quantitatively speaking, is it similar to bioelectricity?

Although he also has a vague sense of these, but he really can't reach the point of Alia.

"I am such a cute little fairy. I am not a vicious villain. Who will hurt me?" Aliya said, picked up the head of the vicious and vicious big villain, Fatty, and pressed him to death directly in the water-filled washbasin. pool.

"Puff..."

The dead fat man struggled to wake up, choked on several sips of water before he was caught, the soreness rushed straight to his forehead, tears flowed, and he looked very embarrassed.

Aliya stared at him: "Say! Who is your target?"

The fat man struggled hard: "I..."

Aliya unloaded his limbs, kicked open the door of the cubicle and pushed him directly into the toilet, and pulled him up after a while: "Your soul light is too dirty, I don't want to jump into the cesspit, so I will confess to you one last time A lenient opportunity!"

The fat man wanted to howl, but he found that he was so paralyzed that he couldn't move. The strange sense of restraint seemed to bind him from the inside out.

The khaki-colored sister shook her head: "These people are dead men. How did you do it before? I mean that unconfirmed living body."

"It was influenced by love, but this one is too ugly to influence." Alia sighed, looked at the dead fat man who was about to speak, and pushed him into the toilet without saying a word: "I really want it now A lasso of truth."

Wonder Woman’s Lasso of Mantra is a wonderful existence—in fact, Wonder Woman itself is a very wonderful existence. The birth of this character itself comes from a story that mainstream society is ashamed to tell. There is such a film called " The movie "Professor Marston and the Wonder Woman" may explain one or two things in detail. The creator of the Wonder Woman series, Professor Marston, is a professor of psychology at Harvard, but he himself is a fan of the letter circle, that is, S and M. In the circle of letters, Wonder Woman's lasso of truth was not a lasso of truth at the beginning, but a small leather whip.

Small skirts, high heels, and small leather whips—this is the original comic image of Wonder Woman.

Professor Marston and his wife are both engaged in psychology. In order to study gender issues, they found a student, but the problem is that this female student fell in love with his wife, and his wife loved him. He himself said that children To make a choice, an adult should have it all.

So the three fell in love with each other...

How can Harvard University survive this? Although they are not Harbin Buddhist College, they also have a dark history of various unspoken rules, such as kicking off high-scoring students and recruiting rich second-generation small rewards, kicking off because the proposal is too cheap Associate professors who are dissatisfied with pharmaceutical companies due to their treatment plan, or they say that they are equal and just and then discriminate against Asians in three grades-but it is still a famous school. How can a famous school tolerate these professors who study gender issues? Well, even rice cooked in a saucepan won't work.

The professor who was expelled lived in one husband and two wives until he died of old age. Wonder Woman was drawn under such a background. Violence, love games, bondage, lesbianism, and bisexuality were once burned by readers at the time, although they privately I really like to watch this, but on the surface, I still have to burn it to maintain the image of a gentleman.

The Lasso of Mantra is essentially a combination of a whip and a lie detector, which Professor Marston loved to play back then.

It's a pity that Alicia doesn't have a lasso of mantra, but she can fight better than Wonder Woman - the fat man was caught by her and thrown to the ground. She shattered a vanity mirror with her backhand and picked up the sharpest piece. The fat man's eyes slowly pierced through the air bit by bit, full of pressure.

The fat man closed his eyes tightly, but the invisible restraint prevented him from screaming. After a few seconds, when he thought the glass in front of him had been removed, he quietly opened his eyes and saw that the piece of broken glass had arrived. In front of the eyelids, the cold sharpness can even be clearly discerned.

At this moment, the shackles on his body were finally released, so he screamed and shouted: "I say! I say—"

Aliya threw away the glass and shrugged: "It doesn't look like he is a dead soldier."

"...It seems that you are not a little white flower." The khaki-colored sister Yu pinched the center of her eyebrows and asked the fat man: "Who is your target?"

"..." Fatty looked left and right, he probably hesitated for a moment because he saw the two not so vicious in front of him.

Alia directly smashed the remaining sink with a punch, her phoenix eyes carried a cold warning.

The fat man shrank back: "I...I want to detonate the piano bomb..."

"???"

Not only the khaki-colored Yujie was shocked, but even Aliya was shocked: "There is a bomb in the piano?!"