After Becoming a Little |

Your home, your home, your home—is your home a museum?

Or where did your parents move hamsters and left you a treasure trove? !

Finally, following the faintly shattered bread crumbs that fell on the carpet, he found the kitchen side.

Then I saw the girl who absolutely shouldn't be in the villa.

Among other things, if I have seen this figure from the back, I will never forget it.

He was extremely vigilant at the very beginning, and when he heard that the other party was actually with the guy who was suspected of being an intruder, he jumped up without even thinking about it.

But at the moment when the other party turned around, he only felt like a flat boat caught in the vast waves, his whole body was flying lightly, and his perspective was spinning——

"Bang... crunch—"

The stainless steel kitchen chopping board was sunken directly, and the sharp-edged man who was pinching his neck with one hand of the girl was embedded on it, his eyes suddenly widened, and after he exhaled with difficulty, his eyes turned white and fainted.

The force was great, two meters by two meters, and there were other kitchen utensils at the other end. The stainless steel table was sliding back against the ground, pushing it out several tens of centimeters. The harsh friction made the cook's teeth ache. , could not help frowning.

"Dingkang..."

The dagger in the man's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"So arrogant? Controlling knives is against the law, do you know?" The delicate girl angrily gnawed at the bread she held in her other hand: "Is it reasonable to use a knife or a gun? Ah? This is the hospitality of your Nan family." way?"

The sharp-edged man couldn't answer her question, because he had been directly pressed to death.

The cook shrank back tremblingly, and accidentally touched the spoon next to her, making a "crash——" sound.

So the delicate girl looked back subconsciously, and what she saw was the cook with a pale face grabbing a chef's knife to defend herself.

"...I'm not a bad person, really, good sister, you believe me."

The delicate girl sighed, reached out and grabbed a handful of frying pans beside her, and as she said so, she wobbled towards the cook.

The big sister cook who is still in her 30s doesn't believe her nonsense—good guy?Will the good guys smash people to death?

Before she even went out, she saw the girl in front of her calling a blessing!

Seeing the other party getting closer, the big sister of the cook couldn't back up, and bumped into a large locker, so she became more and more trembling and trembling——

Until the girl was close in front of her eyes, she closed her eyes, screamed and swung the chef's knife in her hand, trying to build an indestructible line of defense in front of her.

"Dang——clang, clang..."

There was a crisp impact sound, accompanied by something not considered soft stuffed into the mouth, the sharp scream of the big sister of the cook stopped abruptly, and was choked back into the throat.

She subconsciously opened her eyes, and what she saw was half a thick and hard... baguette stuffed into her mouth?

The delicate girl on the opposite side flipped her wrist and lifted the chef's knife that was pressed against the frying pan. The coldly radiant blade swirled in an arc in mid-air and was lightly caught by her other hand. Then she reversed the blade and threw it back. In the original tool rack.

It happened to be the slot where she pulled out the knife before...

The delicate girl's face was attached, and the cook could even see her terrified expression in the other's pupils.

In the eyes of the other party, she saw that she had the panic that only a little girl had on her face, it was really ugly.

Then the other party blinked, reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and retracted again.

Looking at each other, silent, the atmosphere was stagnant.

Seeing her face about to cry, the delicate girl gnawed on the other end of the baguette, turned and walked out, holding the frying pan in one hand, and shaking the other hand without looking back, her mouth mumbled. Words: "My dear sister, the bread on your body smells very good, and this baguette is also baked well, but it's a pity that it's cold."

As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, then turned around and pointed at the sharp-edged man lying beside him: "He just passed out, he didn't die, I'm really a good person."

"...cough...cough cough..." The sharp blade man coughed twice and woke up leisurely.

"clang--"

Knocking down a frying pan, watching the other party swallow half a breath, before passing out again, the delicate girl swallowed the bread in her mouth: "The head is so hard, wouldn't it be better to sleep a little longer?"

"!"

The big sister, the cook, covered her mouth, slid down the locker and sat on the floor, crying directly, swallowing all the crying in fear.

What a nice guy?What a good guy - it's all fake!It's a demon!

The delicate girl waved the frying pan in the air, muttered something like 'it's pretty easy', and walked away swaggeringly.

After a while, the big sister of the cook got up from the ground, staggered and leaned on the table next to him, and approached the sharp-edged man: "Brother Laifu? Brother Laifu? You—"

Trembling, she stretched out her hand and tested the other's breath.

She took a long breath when she felt the faint airflow on her fingers, and then fumbled for her phone.

cell phone... cell phone...

She touched it several times before realizing that she had changed her clothes, and her mobile phone was in the locker in the dressing room.

No, it should be called directly!Alert outside, there are neurotic devils breaking in!

She rushed out at a trot, looking around anxiously, and with great difficulty, she found a sister Yu who was dressed as an office clerk at the second corner.

This is the young master's assistant, right?Or a member of the secretary team?

Although she had never met the other party before, the cook still let out a sigh of relief, reached out and grabbed the other party's arm: "Something happened!"

The pretty black silk female Yujie became serious when she heard this, pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, put away the tablet she was holding, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, what happened? Tell me."

"Someone, someone broke in! It's a girl... No, it's a girl who can fight very well..." The big sister of the cook was talking incoherently, with a crying voice: "She seems to have a brain problem! Come on! Brother Fu—the captain of the security team, he was knocked over by her all at once, just like that... Then she hit him with a frying pan!"

While talking, the cook looked around and grabbed the pan in the hand of the person next to her: "It's like this! Use this pan to hit it hard! I heard that sound, she... eh?!"

She paused, staring straight at the pan in her hand, then turned her head with a stiff neck, and looked at the person next to her.

"..."

PS: continue tomorrow

Chapter 687 0676-Meijie Gui Killer (Today is my mother's birthday, please take a leave

In fact, the delicate girl didn't look at her.

The other party's back was facing her, and he was using a marker pen to write and draw something under a painting on the wall.

The movement of writing opened and closed, it didn't look like a message, but more like a holy majesty who wrote "read" with a big stroke of a pen.

"This painting is real, because I have seen records about this painting in my mother's notebook. She said that the one at the Dulwich Gallery in London is actually a fake, and the real one was bought back by a businessman in China. Well, this painting is not well-known in China, so the one displayed here should be the real one."

The female OL looked over and pushed her glasses: "Rembrandt's "Jacob III"? This painting is not unknown. It may be less heard in China. It is an online celebrity painting abroad and was stolen. Four times, every time they returned to Zhao with a perfect jade... so the legend of returning to Zhao with a perfect jade is actually a lie?"

"Heh, it's hype. Who buys paintings in galleries if there is no topic? This is called art. Art is only when the painter is dead, and art is only when the painting is stolen!"

The delicate girl said and put away her marker pen: "Eh? Where's my pot?"

Yujie OL pointed to the sluggish cook next to her: "Hey."

"Na na na na na, are you also a two-thorn ape?" The delicate girl played the improved sonar, folded her arms in some distress, and looked at the big sister of the cook: "Why are you still catching up?"

The cook looked at the frying pan in her hand, rolled her eyes, heard a sound, and immediately fell back softly——

"Hey, hey! Why are you still fainting?!"

"..."

"Look! I didn't do anything! She fell by herself!"

"..."

"By the way, this is called Porcelain, right?"

"You scared her just now."

"Nonsense! You're the one who scared her! How can I be so good-looking?"

"You're using Bernice's face." OL Yujie paused, and looked at the delicate girl: "Although it's pretty good-looking, but it doesn't match..."

"No match? Is there? Where?" The delicate girl touched her face: "How about I change it? I said spicy chicken shredded 8 is very good."

"No, it's not that the looks don't match, but the temperament... Forget it, people who are not familiar with it can't notice anything when they look at it, it doesn't matter."

Yujie OL shook her head, picked up the cook, and placed her in the corner next to her: "So what are you here for?"

"Let me see what you are going to do, are you here to play role-playing?"

"No, I'm just here to find out what the Nan family has to say, and to warn them by the way."

How should OL Yujie explain that she is trying to save people?

The Nan family would not thank him, and neither would Aliya, so his hard work in doing these things was completely a mouse in the bellows.

Alas...it's hard to be a human...

"Go with me—I can scare 'em."

"You can let him go, you beat him up already."

The two good girlfriends were talking and drifting away, the cook and elder sister slumped in the corner, and carefully opened their closed eyes a crack.

After a long while, she confirmed that the other party had left. After looking around, she quickly turned over and ran to the other end of the corridor——

Then...then she saw two devil-like figures.

"This side is actually connected... What a broken design, the design of this corridor is simply sick."

The delicate girl was drawing on the tablet: "Oh! I understand, I understand. This is the same as the twin structure of the villa in Conan, and the two sides are exactly the same."

Yu Jie OL turned her head and showed a gentle smile to the big sister of the cook: "Ask the way and you will know."

"Then how did you come in before?" The delicate girl turned the tablet upside down seriously without raising her head: "It turns out that you didn't turn on the automatic rotation, so I said it didn't look right."

"It came in from the outside wall, so it's much easier to find." Yujie OL reached out from the gully in her chest and took out a 1911 Infinite Competitor, pulled the sleeve to load the ammunition, and gestured with her chin to the big sister of the cook. : "I think this one is very good, as a guide."

"Huh?" The delicate girl raised her head and subconsciously looked back at the long corridor behind her: "Are these... twins?"

"I think it's me."

"Is it so predestined?" The delicate girl greeted with a smile: "I'm sorry, I don't have Spirit Vision turned on, I always think it's a bit boring to turn on the clairvoyance, sorry to bother you."

The big sister cook really wished that she could faint on the spot this time...

She shrank back step by step, like a frightened quail, as if the next second Yujie OL raised the gun in her hand, she would be frightened and explode on the spot.