[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

Everyone is different.People are gradually differentiated as they grow up, one is to learn to correct evil thoughts and animal nature, actively contact and learn good thoughts and deeds, and actively learn to be good; one is to learn and restrain evil thoughts and evil deeds by learning and being restrained by laws and morals, and to passively learn to be good; But through learning, they learned to cover up their evil thoughts, and learned to cover themselves from committing evil deeds; while the last one simply couldn't learn it, gave up, degenerated, and became a complete but stupid bad material.

Emma is currently between the third and second types, and Angie... probably falls between the second and first types.

As for the last type of person, Angie and Emma agreed that McGee Cobain was the hopeless villain.

Therefore, when Angie said that she would stab McGee Cobain, Emma readily agreed.

But... "Why not deal with him directly?" Emma asked.

In this way, she will agree more.

"I don't know Ang..." An Qi shook her head, "Daddy said, I can only stab him."

As she spoke, little Anqi touched the red envelope on her forehead that hadn't disappeared, and suddenly remembered the "curse" on her body, and said with a disappointed face: "Daddy said I can't kill people."

"What?" Emma grasped the key point accurately, it was "can't kill", not "don't kill".It was also because of hearing this meaning that Emma made a sound unexpectedly.

Emma suddenly remembered that when the two of them ventured into the villa area before, An Qi knocked out the big red envelope inexplicably bulging on the forehead of the security guard at the gate guard.

"After you... hurt someone, will the damage bounce back to yourself?" Emma frowned and asked after thinking about it.

Emma has always been a smart child. She noticed something strange about this that night, and she was suspicious.Now, it's just a matter of finding the right time to ask.

"Yeah." An Qi had no reservations about her little friend.Whatever Emma asked, she answered truthfully.

"You can only take action against the villains who are very annoying and want to do bad things to me, otherwise, you will get hurt."

"Is that so..." Emma pondered.

Originally, after An Qi's incident, she planned to take her to the congressman to settle the score.But An Qi can't shoot at people... Then how did the two little girls break through the layers of security and subdue a grown man?

Emma frowned.She vaguely knew that An Qi's daddy had a lot of energy, otherwise, An Qi wouldn't have taken the blame for breaking into the senator's house, but nothing happened.Paul, the driver responsible for picking up Angel from school, is not an ordinary person.Emma discovered the calluses on the mouth of this fierce man on the first day she came to Angie's house.It was a cocoon that would only be worn out by holding a gun all year round.

Emma's aunt Angela is a capable heart surgeon. When she went to the hospital to look for her aunt, Emma also saw bodyguards standing like flagpoles outside the wards of prominent people.

——But Angie’s driver...

Emma's eyes drifted away.

Although the driver named Paul was as tall as the bodyguard or even more burly than the former, and he was dressed in formal clothes every day, but he didn't feel like a bodyguard to Emma at all, on the contrary... like a killer!

Thinking of this, Emma's reaction did not exclaim like ordinary children, feeling scary or cool.Instead, there was a smile that shouldn't appear at her age, with a bit of child-like viciousness and villain-like evil cunning of mature adults.

"In this case, you can lend me your driver."

"Ang?" The little girl blinked blankly, then tilted her head in doubt, "What do you want Uncle Paul to do?"

Hearing this, Emma rolled her eyes angrily with a look of "Can you be a little angry?"This little friend of hers, although her abilities are far beyond those of ordinary people, but this brain...is still the little idiot she knew back then!

It seems that the so-called God is fair.He gave An Qi all the conditions he was satisfied with, extraordinary abilities, a father who was powerful but didn't interfere too much with the child, but he didn't give her a brain as bright as his own.

But everything is relative, and if she had everything An Qi had, she wouldn't be able to use her brain.Because, before you are troubled by yourself, someone has already cleared everything for yourself.And her kind and cowardly father who always avoided him would never be able to do this.

"Could it be that the only price he paid for Daisy's death was your knife?"

"Of course not!" The little girl shook her head like a rattle. Daddy said, stabbing that person was just the beginning.

"So..." With no family members present, the perfect mask on Emma's face was finally put down, revealing her real expression.The little girl had a nasty smile on her face, her dark brown eyes were dark and sly.

"After this, I'll teach him a lesson he'll never forget. Are you going to take part?"

- of course!

Little Anqi raised her little hands, with a look of impatience.

"So, you have to lend me your Uncle Paul for a day." Emma said.

"Yeah." The little girl agreed with everyone, she just nodded and sold her Uncle Paul completely. "Uncle Paul knows how to fight, and his marksmanship is very accurate. He also has many little followers." Although, those followers are also the younger brothers of her daddy.

When Emma heard it, she had a "sure enough" expression on her face.Are you really a member of the gang?

——she knew it!

In this way, her plan would be easier to carry out.

However, before that...

"Let's settle this matter first, let's talk about your plan first." Emma looked at An Qi.

"……hold head high?"

--what's the plan?

The little girl was again taken aback by what her little friend said.

In terms of IQ alone, it is like the difference in physical lethality between An Qi and Emma, ​​the two are not at the same level at all.In terms of understanding Emma, ​​Angie and Emma are probably separated by ten Daisies and one Milo.

"Of course it's your plan to stab him!" Emma said, frowning suddenly, with a look of disgust and disbelief in her deep eyes, "You don't think about anything, just go straight to stab him A knife?"

"Uh..." Angie was speechless.She was hit by Emma, ​​but she really didn't think about it.

"..." Under Emma's gaze of disdain and hatred, the little girl's pale pink eyes flickered left and right for a few seconds, then she weakly took out her phone and whispered, "Then I'll call daddy." Ask on the phone...QAQ"

"Snapped!"

Emma pressed down on Angie's cell phone, almost lost her temper by Angie's operation.

"Why do you ask your father everything? Can't you have your own ideas?!"

"I...but..." Emma stared back at the little girl's retort with a fierce look.

——However, this plan was originally thought up by daddy for her.

Why can't you ask?

The little girl lowered her head and pursed her lips, feeling aggrieved.

"Huh..." Emma took a long breath, and tried to calm herself and said to An Qi: "It's two different things."

"Let me ask you, did you say you wanted to avenge Daisy?"

"Yes!" Angie nodded.

"Since you want to avenge Daisy and make McGee Cobain pay the price. Then you have to do it in your own way, instead of not thinking about it and calling your father for everything."

Although her little friend has that magical method, his brain has never been very good.Emma, ​​who thinks that Angie's daddy is a gangster godfather, feels that Angie can't go on like this.

Gangsters are updated too quickly, even if it is a huge organization, there is no guarantee that it will not be wiped out or that there will be no internal betrayal one day.

It was a job to tie her head to her belt at all times. Emma thought that Angie couldn't always rely on the father of the underworld godfather who was arrested by the police at any time or assassinated by other gangs and his own people.

If one day, An Qi's father is really gone, how will she survive?

——This little fool probably didn't even realize he was being sold, and he might even happily count the money for others.

Emma did not doubt this at all.

"Use your brain, An Qi." Since An Qi has already recognized the person, Emma will never allow her little friend to be fooled to death by herself one day.

"I...I..." The little girl stammered for a long time without saying anything.

"Anyway, I'll just seize the opportunity to stab him and make things worse!" the little girl puffed her cheeks and said with some anger.

— That's what daddy said, I just do it.Just don't use your brain!

"Then what opportunity did you seize to make things big?" Emma, ​​who was holding the tablet and didn't know what she was doing, glanced sideways and questioned her soul.

"Uh..." The little girl was at a loss for words again.

——This point, her daddy didn't say anything.

Emma: "..."

—Little idiot!

Forget it, the friends I make will help even if they are stupid.As for using more brains to become smarter... It will take a long time in the future, just pay it slowly.

Emma, ​​who was only seven and a half years old, more than two years younger than Angie's actual age, experienced for the first time an old father's compromise and embarrassment.This is different from her stupid dad. Angie's appearance made Emma want to chat with the "daddy" in her little friend's mouth.Presumably, they have a lot in common.

Emma, ​​who was thinking wildly in her head, suddenly became ghostly, turned over the tablet computer blankly, and showed it to An Qi.

She tapped the electronic screen of the tablet computer with her fingertips, and said to Angie, "McGee Cobain will hold a charity dinner in his own name next Monday."

"Now, there is a lot of public opinion on him on the Internet, with mixed praise and criticism. He will definitely use this charity dinner to wash his reputation."

In order to understand McGee Cobain's behavior habits, Emma has watched all the materials and videos about this person on the Internet these days.Emma, ​​who has a photographic memory, deeply remembered the habit of McGee Cobain who had to speak on stage at every charity dinner.Use that seemingly humble and philanthropic speech to whitewash your reputation over and over again, and enjoy it.

——This is a vain, greedy idiot. Every time he gives a speech, the contagious speech script can't hide his smug flamboyance.

"At that time, there will be many reporters present. If you want to make a big deal out of it, stab him while he is giving a speech, under the watchful eyes of everyone. The headlines the next day will definitely belong to the two of you."

"Then set it on the day of the charity dinner!" An Qi's pale pink eyes sparkled, and she looked eager to try.

"It's not that simple." Emma narrowed her eyes, "You need an invitation letter to enter a charity dinner. Otherwise, it's not so easy to get in."

"I'll ask Garvez to get me one," Angie said. "Many evenings in New York will send invitations to Tony. If it doesn't work, I will use Tony's."

Who said little girls have no brains?She will still make the most of everything.Although... Some of the richest people are cheated.but.With his pampering attitude towards An Qi, it is estimated that he will only deal with the aftermath of the little girl after the incident.It's like the matter of An Qi breaking into the villa area.He didn't even ask about the cause and effect, so he fished An Qi out first.

"OK, it's up to you." Emma said, "Now, there is one more question."

"hold head high???"

——Why do my little friends always have endless questions?

Little Angie sighed inwardly.

What a sweet burden.

Emma didn't expect An Qi to keep up with her thoughts, and said directly: "Because of your inexplicable rebound, you should avoid important organs when you strike."

"Do you know that fatal injuries must be avoided?"

"When you stab a congressman at a charity gala, the security guards running over will stop you, regardless of whether you are injured or not."

While talking, Emma took out a sketchbook from her desk, and quickly drew a picture of a man's main organs on the sketchbook with a 2B pencil.

After finishing the painting, Emma used a pen to circle the places where Angie couldn't touch.

Even with Angie's height, the arteries in her neck couldn't be reached, so she was directly passed by Emma.

"Wrists are not allowed, here, here, and here on the stomach... are not allowed."

Emma circled the approximate location of the stomach, kidneys and intestines.

"Do you remember?" Emma looked up, and saw her little friend with a blank face.It seemed that the mosquito coils were about to materialize in An Qi's pale pink eyes.

Emma took a deep breath and said no more about this.

"Forget it, I don't expect you to remember it. Let's choose a man for an experiment tomorrow. If the injury doesn't bounce back to you, you can take this part."

After finishing speaking, Emma used a red crayon to circle the extra "piece" between the two thighs of the little figure on the paper.

Under Emma's gaze as if entrusted with a heavy responsibility, little Anqi had question marks on her face.

"...?" The little girl couldn't help lowering her head to look at the position above her thighs and below her belly.The place was covered by the hem of the skirt, so I couldn't see anything.But every day when she took a shower, An Qi had the impression that the place was empty.

——There, why is there an extra piece?

Emma, ​​who clearly saw Angie's doubts, said again: "..."

……

Fortunately, the test results on the second day were gratifying.

Emma generously contributed to her father. After putting sleeping pills in father David's milk, Emma asked Angie to kick David in an unspeakable place.

"Emma...Is this not very good?" Angie hesitated after being educated by Emma all night about the importance of that organ to a man.

"It's nothing bad. Mom is already dead, so he won't need it anyway." Emma said blankly.

Hearing this, Paul, who was standing beside the two of them, only felt that a certain round place was cool.Can't help but take another look at Emma who doesn't care.

——This girl is also a werewolf.

The final result is gratifying.

An Qi, who didn't have any organs, really didn't feel any discomfort after stepping down.

The two little girls have everything ready for next Monday.

That night, when An Qi got out of the car, her little friend did not forget to tell her.

"Remember, if you want to aim here, you must not hurt the inner thigh." Emma emphasized very worriedly.

There is an artery in the inner thigh, if An Qi accidentally stabs it... Emma can't imagine the consequences.

"Well! Don't worry!"

Little Angie, wearing a gorgeous princess dress, is like an assassin about to perform a mission. She is fully armed and perfectly integrated into the "battlefield" she is about to step into.

"I will definitely stab all the knives in!" the little girl promised, patting her chest.