After Becoming a Little Sister

When did I provoke that evil star...

The underground queen of the North, separated by a river and a sea, can overwhelm the gray area of ​​Nanbang just by the name. This is even more outrageous than the novel of the urban soldier king - he first looked for it. The man is not this smuggler, but before he could negotiate the terms, those guys seemed to have recognized him and wanted to tie him up to find that Mrs. Luo Shizijin to apologize.

This Nima didn't even receive the reward, but apologized and was exempted from punishment. Is the other party their father or their mother?

After he learned about the existence of Mrs. Jin, he also realized that it was impossible for him to survive through the normal gray area method. Go to a relatively safe place, such as a small southern island country in the Asia-Pacific region, where Madam Jin doesn't have a huge presence in the North, right?

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, lifted the bag at hand and put it heavily on the table: "Here is a deposit of 200 million, and I will give you another 200 million after the matter is completed, and the last 200 million will wait for you to send me to you." When we get to our destination, I'll tell you where it is."

The snake-headed man narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile restrained: "Brother, you are not in compliance with the rules..."

"Rules? I'm about to die and you tell me the rules?" The man with the flesh stood up suddenly, and directly overturned the table and all the money on it, showing a ferocious expression, which seemed to be a mixture of exhaustion and stress. , the voice was trembling and hysterical: "Then don't talk about it! Arrest me to claim credit! See if the other party will give you 600 million!"

"Whoa--"

The sound of the table overturning, the smashing of the teacup, the dull sound of the bag falling to the ground and the money in it slapping the ground, and the metal swaying sound of the old shotgun suddenly drawn out by the younger brother who was leaning against the window sill and seemed to let out the wind. , all mixed together, making the already dark and cramped room even more depressing.

Before the table overturned, he kicked the ground with his feet and pushed the boss chair to stagger the body. The snake-headed man stared at him silently for a few seconds, and then he showed a consoling smile: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, business--OK , we have cooperated for many years, I can trust you! 200 million is 200 million, and the rest will be given after the completion!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he slowly crouched down and picked up two stacks of banknotes: "I have so much cash on me, and the rest of the money is in my secure account, you can exchange some Nanbangyuan for me, and find it for me. A safe place...that should be possible, right?"

"Yes, of course I can. These are my gifts for you." The snake-headed man didn't take it seriously, and waved his hand to greet his younger brother: "Go, get 200 million yuan in cash, the kind without consecutive numbers, and prepare two sets of new clothes for him, and A motorcycle with a plate on it."

The hunky man snorted coldly and didn't say anything—calculated according to the exchange rate, 350 yuan can be exchanged for 200 million yuan, but the other party only gave [-] million yuan. I don't know where the tattered motorcycle topped the bill.

But it was this kind of stingy behavior that made him feel at ease a little bit.

If the other party is outrageously generous, then he is afraid that he will run away immediately when he goes out - the only time when he is least distressed is when he feeds pigs. Everyone understands the truth.

The smuggler seemed to have thought of something, and reminded: "If your money feels unsafe to carry with you, then you can ask someone from the bank to exchange it for an anonymous card, which is more convenient than carrying millions of cash, and it's more convenient to get there. It's not that troublesome to check out, isn't it?"

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about it." The slender man dismissed it, if he changed to the so-called bearer card, he might have to die on the street after the change.

His last hole card was the possessions he had saved before. Even if he gave away 600 million, the remaining money would be enough for him to change his face and become a rich man again. It was just that the abandonment of the fresh food company in Beidi made him feel a little heartbroken—— Although it meant to cover up one's illegal activities, it was also a real industry. Most of the money was clean. I didn't think it in the past. Now that I think about it, it's easy to do some clean business to earn those peace of mind money. Slower, but far more respectable.

His eyes were a little empty, and he recalled his past in the business field, sometimes mixed with complicated feelings. Some people or things can only be regarded as not remembering from now on. In fact, he still misses his little secretary who was raised with money Yes, although the other party was really doing it for his money, in fact, he was somewhat in the mood to let the other party have a child for him...

Now I'm glad I didn't really let her have a child, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the mind to run away, thinking about those who have or not.

After waiting for a while, he took the messy things from the other party's younger brother and checked it. The slender man wearing a wig to cover his bald head looked at the calendar next to him: "When will I have the surgery?"

"Cosmetic surgery can be done in one or two days. Even if the surgery only takes a few hours, you will have to stay for a while to recover before you can go out with your new identity, not to mention that I have to contact the doctor and help You prepare for a new identity." The smuggler looked at his phone and said, "The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I'll find you a trusted doctor at the Church of St. Mary's Hospital, and he will perform surgery on you. After that, you hide it for a week. It should be almost..."

Only then did the slender man put on his mask, walked out with a cold face, took the car keys from a younger brother, and disappeared around the corner of the street.

The snake-headed man quietly watched him go away by the window, and a younger brother asked softly if he wanted to follow, and he shook his head: "Forget it, he's not a little scoundrel... This guy started out with kidnappings, and he was ruthless. Very, never save the life of the meat ticket, children of a few years old are willing to do it, if you follow up and are found, there will be problems... Collect the money, no one can say what happened tonight. "

"Big brother, do you really want to help him?" The younger brother was a little worried: "If Mrs. Jin finds out..."

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, those who play side balls can see more clearly how terrifying Mrs. Jin is.

After all, those who have desires set foot in the quagmire of the gray world, and they have all kinds of shortcomings and demands. Those who want money, want beauty, and those who want to control the power of life and death of others, there is always a solution. The only thing is that when admitting cowardice, you can at least follow the other party's hair, so as not to say that you can't guess the other party's mind.

But Mrs. Kim is an exception - that's a lunatic!And he's still a madman!

They don't know the name of the other party in the Republic, but on Nanbang's side, everyone defaults to the other party's identity as a judge who is one level higher than them.

She doesn't love money, she doesn't love beauty, and she even gets her prestige by the way. Her power still doesn't have a unified name. Just a few well-known security companies are still registered companies, and they can't be used as background or background. The handle is really bald.

Moreover, the actions of the other party are even more unpredictable. It seems that they will cut whoever is unhappy and maintain the chaotic confrontation in the Nanbang area.

Once there are ambitious guys, they will be erased by them, but after erasing, they will not enter by themselves, and the vacated areas will often spawn new forces after a long time - at this time, it is reasonable to take advantage of the weaker opponents Is it in your own interest to start?

But they don't either, just look at it like this, let the other party provoke or keep a low profile, they don't care at all.

Even taking a few steps back occasionally, it made people feel that "Mrs. Jin is nothing more than that", and it became more and more inflated.

Then when I reached a limit, I began to peek at the left and right sites. When I wanted to strengthen myself, the other party appeared again, showing the sharp claws of the tiger...

I've heard of things like Karma Leek being done in the financial field, in business competition, and even in the workplace, such as training interns and then kicking them off to the next batch - but who listens Did you say that the evil forces in the gray area still do this?

After going back and forth, everyone understood that the other party was determined and did not want it to be better, so they all began to check and balance each other tacitly, maintaining the pattern of one acre and three points of land unchanged.

Later, I also learned to show the enemy to be weak, and occasionally encouraged each other to do me a favor, and put on a gesture of welcome to ravage, just to attract the tiger who was squatting on the side to eat melons and watch the show, and kill the opponent.

The other party doesn't seem to care how dark Nanbang is, but there is a premise that these dark sides cannot touch the people of the Republic, which makes a lot of illegal transactions and underground activities, which must be screened several times in advance, involving the Republic. Humans are either hidden and tucked, or they are not touched at all.

Heng Meat Man had kidnapped some small wealthy businessmen in the north, and also engaged in human organ trafficking and other things. Later, he found that it was more profitable to sell people directly than selling meat, especially selling women. The cooperation between Snake Head Man and the other party involved In this regard, although some girls are blinded by lard and yearn for the flowery world in the so-called soap operas, but now the information is so developed, such fools are still a minority after all, and more are reluctant but forced to send over of.

Having been in contact with these things, everyone has shared the spoils together, which means that everyone has the handle of each other in their hands.

If these things are stabbed on the official side, you will be imprisoned, but if you stabbed Mrs. Jin's side, you will die. Both parties can understand that they are restraining each other at the moment. Money, and wanting the other party to die, was also quite tangled for a while.

After a while, he gritted his teeth: "First help him prepare a new identity, get the remaining 200 million, and then get rid of him!"

400 million can be regarded as blood earning, no matter how much money you spend, if you send the dead thing to Mrs. Jin, you can be considered to understand this matter.

The younger brother suddenly showed a knowing smile: "As expected of the big brother!"

"Well... But you have to do a full set of acting, you go to contact Dr. Park, you can decide how much you want to ask him, and I will give you 50." Said the snake-headed man with a heart-to-heart look, and patted his younger brother on the shoulder : "The most important thing in our business is not to be greedy."

The little brother smiled very humbly, but he couldn't tell if there was any scolding in it - the other party only gave out 400 of the 50 million yuan, and said he was not greedy?

He went to Dr. Park to contact him for black surgery, and he estimated that there would be only one hundred and eighty thousand yuan left. Even if the value of the Republic of China is one to one hundred and seventeen, in this country where happy water is close to two thousand yuan a bottle, it is more than 1000 yuan. Ten thousand yuan of money requires him to earn by pinning his head on the belt of his trousers, and the other party, who is the big brother, takes the big head while sitting.

As for changing identities, it's even simpler. As a country with fairly developed ocean fishing, Nanbang has too many dirty ways to hire stowaways and fishermen from other poor countries as boatmen. These people have various identities and passports. Whether it's ID or proof, they're all detained in the hands of these smugglers, and it's as convenient as tearing a toilet paper to take out any one.

Just thinking about it, the snake-headed man took out a stack of passports from the drawer, took a look at the photos on it, took one of them, and threw them over: "Just take this one, this one looks a bit similar."

This batch of passports was detained by the ocean-going fishing company. After all, only those boatmen who have no identity are good boatmen. They have ample residual value to squeeze. Who wants to pay a lot of money to hire seamen?It's just catching fish, and it's not doing ocean-going scientific research. If the monkeys are competent, they would like to directly train the monkeys to work.

The younger brother took the passport and looked at the photo on it, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see that the other party and the chubby man looked alike.

The person in the photo is a little dry and thin, and his eyes are dull. They belong to the kind that are ordinary and have no characteristics. If I have to say something, it is probably that if the face is fatter, it will be a bit similar to the chubby man...

However, he did as the eldest brother said, and the younger brother put away his passport: "Okay, eldest brother, leave it to me, I'll contact Dr. Park now, do you have any other orders?"

"It's alright, you go - wait, you stop by the Tiger Gang and tell them something, just say..." Touching his chin, the snake-headed man showed a malicious look: "Just say Jin Madam suspects that they are hiding that guy, so I don't need to say more about it."

The corner of the younger brother's mouth twitched, knowing that the other party was going to start producing fake news and selling a piece of information for a few bucks.

Whether it's to prove their innocence or for something else, the Tiger Gang, which has just occupied the territory of the Four Princess Gang, will definitely fight for the whereabouts of Heng Meat Man. When the time comes, they will play a few times behind their backs, and maybe they will even have the strength to kill Heng Meat Man by themselves. Saved.

Silently putting away his own thoughts, the younger brother nodded respectfully: "The elder brother is still very good, I will do it now - any other orders?"

"No, you...Wait, by the way..."

"..."

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"there's one more thing!"

Arya raised a finger: "We must always remember that we didn't come to Nanbang for money. We are not interested in money. We are for justice and world peace, and to save the dangerous Blue Star!"

"...But I'm really interested in money." Spicy chicken nestled on the sofa, chewing the snacks prepared by the hotel, his voice was vague: "Don't want to maintain peace or something, I'm just here to cut the meat of the Sansang chaebol ."

Brother Qiang nodded again and again: "Yes, I think so too."

Alia squinted her eyes, and the strong man straightened his back and looked at the spicy chicken silk with dignity: "I mean, I also think like the eldest lady, money is not important, what is important is peace! "

"Peace, how easy are your medicines to sell in war-torn areas? I sell weapons, and you sell much-needed medicines injured by weapons. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to work together?" Miss Spicy Chicken, an arms dealer with professional ethics, said. Brother Qiangqi's statement was dismissive, fully demonstrating the ugly face of the capitalist who deserves to be hanged on the street light pole to dry.

"For now, whether it's Gyeongbokgung Palace or the Broken Cross, there's no movement, and the follow-up information on the bloodborne virus crisis has not progressed." Khaki, who pursues peace like Arya, sighed wildly, letting go of his stupidity. The big black and thick mobile phone pinched his eyebrows: "It always feels like everything is hiding, this kind of undercurrent surging under the ice is really bad, I'd rather have something happen..."

"It's not in your country anyway, right?" Spicy Chicken Retorted: "What is justice and peace is not just for self-satisfaction."

"Yes." Arya folded her hands together: "I hope someone is okay - is there anything wrong with this?"

"If you are pursuing justice, then you should hope that nothing happens now, right?"

"Justice has no borders, but there are people who enforce it." Alia looked at her strangely: "In addition, when problems arise as soon as possible and solve problems, isn't it also to protect more people?"

"...But what about the people who were injured in the incident?"

"Bullshit, in order to protect one person and hurt more people, that's not the execution of justice, it's the execution of the Virgin's Heart." Iron-blooded commander Alia waved her hand: "The so-called 'how to protect more if one person cannot be protected' The idea of ​​"people" is inherently irrational. I am a realist. When encountering things, I usually think about solving the problem and try my best to do what I can. If it is really impossible, then let it go. "

"Then what would you think if something like this happened in the Republic?"

"What can you think, it's not the same as it is now." Alia spread her hands: "I'm from the Republic, my relatives and friends are all there, and people want to talk about feelings, whoever treats me well, I treat whoever is good. , Helping Nanbang's side is my sympathy, in fact, doing nothing is my duty, don't you want to beat me with the moral stick?"

The Republic holds Arya in the palm of the hand like a daughter, can it be done by another country?

The kind of people who talk about interests and can't guarantee the unity of opinion at the top will probably only regard her as Yolomi, hold her in the palm of their hand when drinking, and throw it into the trash can after drinking. They haven't fully understood superheroes until now. How can all human beings understand what a 300-yuan meal subsidy means to the people of the Republic?

Spicy Chicken sipped her taro paste and milk tea and stopped talking, because she found that her knowledge of superheroes was not compatible with Arya's. This attack could not even achieve the mandatory -1hp. It's a little frustrating for her, who likes to backstab her teammates when things are safe.

In the event of a big event, Spicy Chicken Silk is undoubtedly trustworthy. Whether it is using space-based weapons or using his own relationship ability network, he can really protect the backs of other teammates in the protagonist group, but once he is free, this guy will I always like to come up with some small theaters that kill and punish people, and try my best to maintain a character that is not up to the threshold of villains at all, and I don't know what the reason is.

Maybe it's a human twist...

Everyone lay corpses in the guest room, Xiong Luoli was lethargic, and went to hibernate with her sister, so that Alia didn't even have a pillow, so she could only hold Little Daoist Liguang in her arms and top the tank. The reader is blankly brushing the gossip mirror, his eyes are reflecting all kinds of intelligence information flowing on the screen, and he is looking for useful information.

Until a certain moment, her eyes were fixed, and she squinted at a notice that traveled through the gray area and the dark world——

[Searching for the murderer of the Ouyang No. 90 ocean-going fishing boat massacre, the official reward is 100 million. 】

Pulling at the corner of Arya's clothes, she raised the gossip mirror and showed Arya the message.

"What?" Arya took the gossip mirror and glanced at the price of the reward: "Yo, this guy is quite valuable, what a big thing this must have been..."

The eyes that were still a little careless at first, became solemn after seeing the follow-up details, and the eyes began to bring serious light.

"Eleven crew members, and then there are two police officers with guns at the exploration site. This guy..." She licked the corner of her mouth, revealing the cold light after seeing the prey: "It's really not easy..."

"The gun was fired, but I didn't catch it." Little Daoist Liguang pointed to the comparison information in the corner: "Jumped into the sea and ran."

"I suspected that he was a simple psychopath before, but now it seems that he is a psychopath in the physiological sense." Alia pushed the glasses she just took out and put on: "Check the official intelligence system to see if there are any If there is any clue of this guy, we will intercept it in advance, and I will check the relationship between him and the blood-borne virus."

"What can be determined at present is that the other party is active here." Liguang Xiaodao circled a map area: "Busan."

"Why don't we go out for a walk? What if we spawn monsters?" Arya made a suggestion, which was met with unanimous opposition.

"Miss, are you going out?" Khaki wildly gestured outside the door with his chin—the whole hotel was like a metal bucket at this moment.

"Even if you go out, is your physical condition okay?" Spicy Chicken sneered at Arya's current minimum blood level, which was as delicate as a glass man who was going to touch porcelain, and it would shatter when touched.

"Even if the eldest lady has no health problems, it's hard to end up making a big noise if you meet the other party, right?" Brother Qiang made a rational analysis. He didn't talk or criticize him. He was just a passerby. After the problem, the young lady with residual blood could not protect her teammates, and she was unfortunate enough to take a dog. She completely stood in Arya's position to think for her, and resolutely resisted all risks - crossed it out - resolutely resisted all the behavior of losing the vest.

For the first time among the Big Four of the Blue Star New Generation, there was a majority consensus, rejecting Arya's use of the one-vote veto.

Alia was very moved, saying that you guys are waiting for the old lady, and then she rolled up her sleeves—

Just go out...

Facts have proved that there are advantages to being good-looking, especially a little fairy like Arya, except when she is moving like a mad rabbit, she looks very beautiful.