After Becoming a Little Sister

Chapter 897 0880-Travel to Busan? (for tipping 4/4

Aliya's return did not alarm anyone.

Even Lianhua, who was covering her, didn't realize that Alia had returned—the defense in the ninth round was tight on the outside and loose on the inside, but it was still a bit lacking in intercepting a certain soul traveler. The net has several inconspicuous holes.

If ten or eight master-level infiltrators with Aliya's vision come here, they can easily break through the defense, and this security team will be useless. After all, masters and masters cannot be generalized.

If there are 20 infiltrators of Alia's level, then I am afraid that the headquarters of the Ninth Bureau Northern Bureau that follows this protection plan will also suffer severely. After all, an angry Alia can penetrate a [-]-meter hole with one punch. The steel plate can completely avoid the volleys of these Ninth Bureau operators, and then disarm them with one punch.

If there are a thousand or eight hundred super giants with the ability to move like Aliya, and then collectively slide...

Then Blue Star is probably about to cry——

"Blue Star's mother is crying!"

Aliya slapped the table, furious: "It's so ugly, that guy is so ugly! How could such creatures appear on land! They should go to the deep sea as deep divers, anyway, no one can see them, whatever. Messy long!"

Murloc monsters belong to the... very special kind of ugly monsters.

It should be said that at the first glance, the thing is actually quite visible, a bit like a European and American style humanoid monster.

But when I went back and tried to draw the opponent's appearance, I found all kinds of asymmetrical distortions, which was too SAN-the eyes of that thing were all crooked, and there were three crooked eyes. , the left and right seem to be different individuals who have been blended together, and they are completely like a suture monster.

Standing in front of obsessive-compulsive disorder, the powerless obsessive-compulsive disorder patient can transform into a Saiyan, and can twist its head off and press it back—disgusting!Fuck off!

"No way, these monsters look like they have been ripened. Naturally, it is not so easy to find the correct evolution target."

Brother Jianqiang flipped through the monsters drawn by Yujie in khaki, pointed to the mouthparts of one of them and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is not even the evolution of a single species, but the result of the symbiosis of different creatures. It's the sucker mouth of the lamprey, and it's probably what caused the poor guy to be stripped of his flesh."

As he spoke, he flipped through a few pictures of other parts: "At present, its front paws have traces of turtles. According to your statement, conventional bullets cannot penetrate the defense. I suspect it is also because there is a tissue structure similar to a turtle shell under the skin. ...The teeth in the mouth should be catfish, and the tail...Is this a crocodile or a lizard? Are you sure this guy is not a monster created in a laboratory?"

"I don't think so, it's full of wildness." The khaki-colored sister recalled her encounter with the murloc monster: "Do you think there is a possibility that it can quickly absorb and evolve the genes of other species, and then evolve?"

"It's impossible in theory, but I found that the current theory can't solve some unknown things-the most basic thing is that this guy actually has a humanoid shape, knows the way of thinking about division of labor and cooperation, and the evolution routes of two monsters that are roughly the same are completely different. Different……"

Lan Xing has enough weird things, he can accept two more.

Is there a big climb that is scary, or is there a demon star kingslayer that is magnificent?

sprinkle water...

According to Sister Khaki, they explored the entire bar before they came back, and found that the murloc monster that destroyed the power switch should be different from the one they encountered, leaving two kinds of claw marks.

This shows that it is very likely that the monster No. [-] dug the floor to save the scene, which proves that they have the consciousness of group activities and some kind of interaction method similar to 'language'.

For the second monster, they only got a glimpse of a scale and a half of its claws, but they can be sure that its tail is similar to that of a catfish, and its feet are similar to the footprints of a bear——

This is enough for Blue Star's biologists to find a rope to drop the witnesses onto the lamppost first, and then put them aside and hang them up. Even the rooftops can't satisfy their desire to complain.

Is it unreasonable?

There is no reason!

No matter how strong brother Qiangqiang is, looking at this thing also feels like his cognition has been distorted, and his brain hurts.

He rubbed his forehead: "We're in big trouble this time..."

"Never mind our business, this is Nanbang's trouble." Aliya said with a nonchalant expression on her crab noodle noodles: "Even if I want to help them deal with these two monsters, I can't find their traces, right? So these things They have to fight on their own.”

"If it doesn't matter, won't it spread to neighboring countries?" Brother Qiang was a little worried: "For example, they can reproduce quickly?"

"Oh, you underestimate the capabilities of modern military defenses. It is impossible for an emergency to directly destroy a modern industrial country. Even if it is a zombie or monster frenzy, it will spread to one or two large areas at most. No matter how fast they run Is it faster than an armored vehicle or faster than a helicopter? Even if they can travel [-] miles a day with only two feet, the rest can be solved after they react. After all, air support can travel [-] miles a day. Substitute, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless there is human interference, these things are placed in different areas at the same time to help them quickly expand their range of activities...but that is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster."

"..."

……

……

It's late at night, but it's not quite enough for a good night's sleep.

I don't know when it started, young people's definition of night is almost the same as that of day.

After eating at [-]:[-] and [-]:[-], it seemed to be the second afternoon. From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], it was a happy hour with normal activities.

One or two is called the so-called night, and after three o'clock is the time to fall asleep.

Even so, you might have to turn sideways to swipe your phone while on the bed.

The faint light on the screen illuminates a greasy face, reflecting a time that has passed unknowingly.

In a small villa on the edge of the Sansang manor, the second son of the Sansang chaebol was dealing with work on this joyless night, looking diligent and conscientious.

It wasn't until he reached for the teacup at hand that he stopped and realized that there was an extra person in the room——

"...Why are you here?" He frowned.

"Shouldn't I come?" A man's voice appeared next to him, his tone was calm, and his voice carried the magnetism of a strong man.

"You shouldn't be here now."

"But I came anyway."

After a handsome conversation, the owner of that voice stood up from the sofa.

It was a man with a big pancake face and squinting eyes who had no special features, but very Nanbangren's features. He was burly and looked like a fool and half a reckless man. He didn't look like a master at all, and his voice was partial The lines are thick and recognizable.

In fact, he is also very recognizable in the dark world.

Chief of Gyeongbokgung Palace - Li Shunchen.

Not all masters are as beautiful, handsome and distinctive as the masters of the Republic. The killer king of Jiaziyu is still an ordinary uncle. This is the correct way for people in the dark world to grow.

After all, how many people are willing to risk their lives if they can rely on their faces for food?

The pie-faced man smiled, searched around the room on his own, found a bottle of rice wine and unscrewed the cap: "If I don't come, you will die."

"What do you mean?" The second son of Sansang frowned: "What problems can I have at home? And I need the chief of Gyeongbokgung Palace to protect me?"

"The chief of Gyeongbokgung Palace... Tch, that sounds good." The pie-faced man shook his head: "I, the chief, earned it by rolling in a small pond, compared to other A-level executives of the Dark World Organization. That's it - Zhang Yanzhi is here, I'm afraid she will do you by chance."

"Who is Zhang Yanzhi?" The second son was puzzled: "A killer?"

"Woman, an unreasonable woman." The pie-faced man thought for a while, took a sip of his wine, and felt lingering fear: "A stinky woman who is very capable of beating and is unreasonable at all."

"..."

The second son of Sansang was a little confused, after all, the arena of the dark world was not his arena.

It’s like telling a person who doesn’t understand cars that even the fastest 86 can’t catch up with Mercedes-Benz, telling a person who doesn’t understand football that strong teams buy villas by the sea, and telling someone who doesn’t understand basketball that blacksmithing is a man’s romance. Just like a person who doesn't understand Gang Damu said "Freedom Gundam, driven by Aslan", it is a cross-border meme, and he is at a loss.

And playing tricks is like joking, the most taboo thing is to explain, so the man with a big pie face didn't explain.

Those who understand understand everything, and those who don’t understand have no choice. There is no information about the three major advisers of the Republic on the Internet. The interests are too deeply involved.

"That Zhang Yanzhi you mentioned, does she have a grudge against me?" The second son began to recall his love debt.

But how much debt does he have?Actually there aren't -- or there's only one.

That's not a love debt, that's a love injury...

"No, she has no enmity with us, because she basically doesn't come out for activities, but she looks down on anyone who is not of her kind. Once she has the intention to kill, you and I are no different from pigs and dogs in her eyes."

"...It sounds like a European power in the colonial era." The second son narrowed his eyes, feeling a little harsh.

"Oh, when the Republic ruled the world, the so-called great powers in Europa didn't know where to dig. The orthodox traditions of Mount Longhu were inherently superior, and our new age religions are far from the background... But these It’s not the point, the point is that the Busan branch has just been smashed.”

The pie-faced man drank half a bottle of rice wine, then wiped his mouth and put on a serious look: "I'm afraid they are playing for real this time."

"You mean...they will use this method to eliminate their opponents?"

The second son Sansang frowned: "How dare they? It is a taboo to use the means of the dark world to harm important officials on the national protection list!"

"And then? Are you fighting the Republic? Or is the official fighting the Republic in order to avenge you? Will it?"

"..." Second Young Master Sansang paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "...No."

can you?

of course not.

It can’t be said that after the official shed a few crocodile tears, he happily cut the Sansang chaebol into national ownership, and then jumped against the American camp and went directly to the embrace of the Republic—lawyer Wen inherited the team of lawyer Lu back then, Even if he is not close to the Republic, he definitely does not want to continue to be a dog for Millikin.

What's more, in the same powerful situation, it is almost a question that does not need to be thought about, calling the Republic as a father or the Silly Eagle as a father. When they called their father back then, the Republic didn't beat them like the current Millikin. a meal.

Thinking about this, the second son Sansang sat up straight and thought for a while, then felt a little puzzled: "Even if she came, you should protect my father, why did you come here?"

Li Shunchen looked at the second son of the Sansang chaebol with a foolish look, and shook his head after a while: "Since you want to continue hiding, then hide, you can hide better, at least you will have some cards in the future, no As for being so passive."

The Second Young Master Sansang understood, and he also knew that Li Shunchen understood.

Even he understands that Li Shunchen also understands that he understands that he understands.

He thought he could bear it very well, but in the eyes of these old foxes, it was just that.

To protect Li Jianxi, then what?Then continue to be a lackey?

What a fool, the pie-faced man wished that Zhang Yanzhi would get rid of Li Jianxi, and then he would help the second son to take the position.

Isn't it fragrant from Dragon's Kung Fu?

If it wasn't for internal and external troubles, men with big cake faces would want to instigate the words, "The eldest son is in the top position, how can he be spared?", and then there will be a Sansang chaebol version of the Xuanwumen mutiny.

After all, Gyeongbokgung Palace in the dark world can see clearly the nasty things that the eldest son did.

Dirty or not, it's just personality and doesn't affect ability.

But if it's dirty and stupid, with ripped butts all over its body, it's trash—who wants to hang out with trash in the future?

If it weren't for Li Jianxi, the hero who has been in charge of his health so far, and everyone needs him to be the leader to bear the pressure, I don't know how many people have made trouble about his successor.

The Second Young Master Sansang picked up the pen and wanted to continue reading the document, but after thinking for a while, he found that he was not in the mood, so he could only put down the pen: "If that Zhang Yanzhi comes, can you kill her?"

"No, I can only keep you. If I want to kill her, I have to ambush all the eight radicals of Gyeongbokgung Palace here, otherwise I won't be able to stop her." The man with the pie face shook his head frantically, sincerely admitting his love.

"...Human power, can it really be so powerful?"

"Otherwise?" The pie-faced man squinted at him: "I know what you want to say, use guns or other weapons to attack them, but who is using the gun? Is it a robot? No, the person using the gun is also a human. There is a gap between people, just like the gap between ordinary people and professional athletes."

"Ah this-"