After Becoming a Little Sister

"It's useless to talk too much. Your Excellency can neither convince me, nor can I kill you. I have seen your strength."

Pailawa put his hand on his chest and lowered his head slightly: "I will take people away now, and I will never set foot in the Third New City of Divine Grace in my life."

"is it?"

"Yes."

"I don't allow it." Aliya took out her big baby from her arms: "Today, you Shivatians, don't even think about leaving."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in a commotion.

The muay thai guys squatting down with their heads in their arms gloated, and the brothers Ah San all had ugly expressions, and Cai Ba raised his head in surprise and glanced at her.

This is not a question of the strength of an individual, it is about throwing the entire face of Shiva on the ground and stepping on it.

If you kill a Sakanda or Pailava alone, you can still say that she is a master. Whether the people of Shiva are jealous or want to take revenge, there is still a set of rules, just like before. As he said, the two put it right, and the others watched.

But if she declares war on the entire Shiva, it becomes a reasonable thing for the other party to beat her up.

Even if the opponent has Gao Tianyuan's backing behind him, will Gao Tianyuan dare to start a full-scale war with Shivatian?

Every dark world organization is a collection of mad dogs. If they all release their cages, who knows how much damage it will cause, especially since this is Gao Tianyuan's home court.

No matter how you look at it, this wave is very bad...

"You want to use a gun?" Pelava was not afraid of Aliya's little helper: "I am disappointed by your behavior."

"Hi Suo, I beg you to have hope?" With extreme mouth smell and extreme enjoyment, Aliya stomped on the other party's face mercilessly: "Not only will I use a gun today, but I will also gang up on you, guess what? --stand up!"

Guaiba was stunned for a moment, then stood up hesitantly.

"Go, give him a punch."

"..."

"If you can beat him, I will teach you a set of punches, and you will be my security guard in the future."

Aliya threw out the chips to solicit, with a condescending overlooking, she looked like a high-ranking king, and she was also a fatuous tyrant.

But Alia is really a tyrant, when has she ever had a good look at people in the dark world?

Just kidding, giving Chaiba this chance now is giving him a big face—young man, you have good eyesight. In the past, when you fought black boxing, I didn’t care about life and death in the ring. Now you don’t fight ordinary people in front of me. If I ask you to squat down, you should at least be obedient, and I will give you this chance.

The wine sister next to him stared wide-eyed, and then found that Cai Ba was still suspicious, and immediately hustled to attract the other party's attention.

"Hush—hey—hey—" she lowered her voice, "Yes! Yes, quickly!"

Guaiba looked at her, and couldn't accept it.

You sang oboe with her, didn't you?

Although Aliya was very strong, so strong that the previous speed and strength were enough to kill him twice, but he guessed that Tyrant was not born as a dog.

It might be better to say that compared to the Muqiang mentality of the book, Siam has a subtle rebelliousness, and the neck is like a head iron.

Muay Thai fighters are mostly aggressive guys. You can beat this kind of guy to the mouth, but it's hard to convince them.

This is not because they don't like to be afraid of power and not to be virtuous, but because of their limited cultural heritage, they are born with no centripetal force, and all of them are egoists who will not kill themselves. Leading them to glory, there is indeed no case of leading them to live a good life.

Even when the old Buddhist temple was at its peak, wasn’t it the old Buddha’s head who ate and drank spicy food by himself, and the younger brother went to the mountain of swords and seas of fire to work his life...

Now suddenly a girl in her teens jumped out, she was very good at fighting, and said that I was your boss and you messed with me.

It's so weird, it's impossible for normal people to believe it.

Chai Ba was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head: "I can learn boxing from you, but I can't do things with you."

"Oh?" Aliya laughed: "Are you sure?"

"...I do—" Chai Ba was about to nod, and then his eyes fixed on Aliya's pistol.

The little helper itself is nothing special, but the painting is very special.

In order to celebrate the Winter Olympics, Aliya's little helper is the East Olympics commemorative livery. In addition to the five rings, there are naturally national flags and mascots.

He had seen the same type of gun before, and it was used by the elite field agents of the Ninth Bureau of the Republic. It was very powerful, and it seemed to be specially aimed at the dark world.

There are no restrictions, and with ammunition with the most efficient penetrating and stopping power, you can't wait to interrupt the opponent directly with one shot, which is extremely fierce.

Since the opponent uses this kind of gun, is it possible that she is the elite of the Ninth Bureau?

Guaiba's eyes moved: "Are you from the Republic?"

"Yeah, can't you hear my accent?"

"I mean... are you from the Republic?"

People of the Republic and people of the Republic, where did this mandarin listening practice come from?

Aliya reacted, noncommittal: "What do you mean, you want to follow the country?"

"If so, I can."

"That means you are not worthy." Aliya proudly rejected the opponent's surrender: "There is no shortage of guys like you in the ninth game."

There are a lot of masters in the Ninth Bureau, a lot of senior consultants who are born and grown in Zhengmiaohong, and elites transferred from the army emerge in endlessly.

Shiva dared to go to war with Gao Tianyuan, and even if they had [-] guts, they would not dare to say the same thing to the ninth game.

Because Gao Tianyuan can only fight with them, but if he really fights in the ninth game, he will rush to kill them-a master?Higher than a bazooka?

Cai Ba pondered, while Sister Wu was scratching the wall while watching.

The fool!idiot!Ah Huo!Does he know how rare this opportunity is!

If he agreed, he would have to give himself 300 million if he asked him for 350 million agency fees in the future!I have to force myself to accept it!

assi...

"Your Excellency, are you stalling for time?" Palawa struggled to get his breath together, stood up straight, and wiped off the blood on his face.

I have to say that yogis are quite powerful in this aspect, these people are really resistant to beating...

If the same injury were transferred to Gao Tianyuan's master, he would be disabled even if he didn't die, but the opponent's breath is stable now, and it seems that he can fight again.

"Yeah, delaying time, waiting for someone to come to wash the floor, do you have any opinions?"

"Yes, I think we can solve the problem, I still say that, I can take people away now."

"late."

"...If I want to leave, are you sure you can stop me?"

"It's amazing, you're really amazing, beyond my imagination, your current state looks really good, yoga is good."

Aliya nodded again and again, there was merit-then she raised her hand and shot.

"boom----"

The loud noise was like thunder, Arya's little helper, with a terrifyingly exaggerated caliber.

After all, this thing is not for people at all, it has to be for African elephants.

Pailava tried his best to avoid it, but he still couldn't dodge it. It was just that his shoulder was rubbed, as if being grabbed by some big iron pincers, and a piece of flesh and blood was torn off abruptly.

That wound was much more horrifying than the one Alia punched with her fist...

A big hole was blasted in the wall at the end of the administrative corridor, and thunderous gunshots echoed in the room, with a deafening vibrato faintly.

"But no matter how good your yoga is, is it better than my magic weapon?"

"..." Hearing the word magic weapon, Pailawa subconsciously glanced at the shriveled head that was crushed by Alia before.

If that thing is still in my hands...

"What are you looking at? Yours is useful? Have you seen it? This is called a magic weapon!"

Aliya waved the little helper in her hand, doing her best to ridicule.

"Industrialization! Mass production! The cost is three thousand and eight! The price is some poor metal ingots, thank you for the metal ingots, they will not seek revenge on you, and I am very happy that I was used in a righteous act!"

And poisonous fog, what poisonous fog?Can you poison me?

Even a powerless little cutie like me can't be poisoned to death, what's the use of that thing for you?

It's better to put a bunch of fresh poop in your pocket, at least ghosts and gods dare not approach it within ten meters of it!

"Your Excellency, why don't you look around?" Pelava covered his arms and raised his chin slightly: "Perhaps after tonight, Shiva will never be able to set foot in the Third New God's City, but obviously, you can't see It's that scene."

"Warning, warning, abnormal movement detected——"

Xi He's warning sounded in Aliya's ears. She was delaying time, and the other party was also delaying time.

Pailava was actually right about one thing, Aliya really couldn't stop them, two fists were no match for four hands.

Sister Immortal also had the same experience back then. This is a physical limitation, and it does not depend on the level of individual combat power.

But Alia forgot one thing - Sakanda and the others went to receive the goods before, and the fact that the goods were intercepted made the whole Shiva angry. Come on, Pailava is a free man, so the rest of the entire Shiva world is only dozens of peripheral third brothers who were held down and beaten by the other party in this hotel?

Obviously not, now all these ghosts and monsters have rushed over, and they all look weird.

They wouldn't be in the hotel now if Alia hadn't stopped Seganda here and then beat Pelava half to death.

They may be somewhere outside the hotel, or in the wilderness, anyway, they should block those muay thai guys, wipe them out and move them somewhere-Sakanda is just a 'bait', guess what They are bound to die here today, and they can only make up for what they lost from their peers.

Pailawa looked at the other people who finally arrived, and took two steps back: "Apanya, Ganesha, she is very powerful, be careful of the gun in her hand."

"Gun?" At the entrance of the executive lounge, two people came hand in hand with a calm posture: "That kind of thing is just a toy."

Accompanied by the sound of the bell, Apanya, or Mani Jiantuo more appropriately, walked in with an unusually normal-looking posture.

Compared with the previous two odd-shaped ones, he was wearing a decent white casual suit, with a string of small golden bells on his wrists.

"You look quite Indian-like." Aliya looked at him, her eyes fixed on his wrist: "This bell is the string that Moses put on you in the myth?"

"Hehe, there's no Moses, it's just a small gift from my mother." The polite man in the suit stroked his chest and saluted: "My dear lady, I'm very glad to have a wonderful night with you."

A fat man with a big arm and a round waist snorted disdainfully: "Pailava, the more you live, the worse you are, where is Sakanda?"

"...Dead." Pelava leaned on the pillar behind him: "He was beaten to death by her, do you want to try?"

"Her?!" The fat man's eyes turned cold: "Woman, what did you do to Sakanda... Are you a republican?"

Obviously, he also recognized the gun in Aliya's hand, the shape of the little helper is really unique.

"You are Ganesha?" Aliya said enthusiastically, "Tsk tsk, yes, yes! Ganesha, what a good name! I like it!"

African elephants appear!It becomes an adult!