After Becoming a Little Sister

The newcomer nodded, took note of the appearance of these great rivers and mountains, and swiped the map directly to the edge of Seoul.

Then the old operator pointed to Hamgyong and said that it was a great river and mountain in our country since ancient times.

The newcomer nodded, and silently took out a small notebook to write down that this is the territory since ancient times, and that line can be drawn on the map all the way to the Siberian Plain.

Then they will be taken by the old operators directly to the Gyeongbokgung Palace branch on Hamgyong Road for a drive.

They even went over the wall to teach them how to get here in the future - where is the toilet, where is the office, and where is the canteen where the grandchildren of Gyeongbokgung Palace usually eat together. Overlord meal.

Back then we went to their logistics warehouse to look for watermelons after the fight, and we didn't pay for them, and we even ate one and hugged the other.

However, this was something that happened when the relationship between the two parties was tense. In the past two years, the relationship has eased a lot.

But even so, the people in the Hamgyong Road branch were very annoyed with the officers of the Ninth Bureau, and they dared not speak out.

Let's report it, and the Gyeonggi-do headquarters doesn't care, what should we do?The eight radicals went to the scene together and were beaten back?

Solve it yourself, the hundred or eighty operators on the opposite side are waiting for this side to strike first, getting shot is a third-class merit, a good thing for nothing, I look forward to it every day.

It is difficult to be the head of Hamgyong-do, and he is aggrieved. This is the consensus of the entire Gyeongbokgung Palace, just like the powerful but head-scratching Governor of Jingzhao in the ancient Republic.

Several previous leaders of Hamgyongdo left their jobs voluntarily. Now this one is considered to be a relatively long-term anomaly, and his outstanding feature is that he can endure.

Even in the face of the small field operatives of the Ninth Bureau, he can still make a timid and cowardly look.

But this instead made many Northland sub-bureaus look up to him, bluntly saying that this guy is not simple, and restrained their subordinates to stop being so arrogant.

If a biting dog doesn't bark, but just bites when it sees the target, it can be said to be resolute and decisive.

But a biting dog that wags its tail before biting is called vicious, cunning and insidious!

At this moment, the head of Xianjing Dao was called to reveal his identity, but he was not annoyed. He just wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Since you know me, you must be from the dark world, right? We are Is there some misunderstanding? Which dark world organization do you belong to?"

"Misunderstanding?" The driver man thought for a moment, then shook his head honestly: "No, I don't even know this guy, what misunderstanding can there be?"

"..."

The head of Hamgyong Road had the urge to shoot him directly—since you don’t know anyone, what the hell do you mean by coming in and hijacking him? !

The Busan branch was smashed, and two heads of the Eight Paths died directly. It is said that Wan Guizhen, the world monument, and Zhang Yanzhi, the dragon and tiger celestial master, appeared in Nanbang together, which made the entire Gyeongbokgung Palace panic.

Except for the Jeolla Dao radical Caoxi Zongzongzheng who is still recovering from his injuries, the remaining six of the eight radicals were all transferred back urgently, just to prevent the other party from going crazy and making trouble-he thought the other party was a master who came to make things happen .

After all, there were not many eight chiefs loyal to the Sansang chaebol. There were originally four, and even with the vacillating Busan branch, it was only four and a half. Moreover, the grass on the wall was after all in Busan, the birthplace of Lawyer Wen. , Facing the olive branch of the Sansang chaebol, they are shirking openly and secretly, getting a lot of money but not doing much.

This made Sansang feel like the sugar-coated shells were being hit, but the other party ate the sugar-coated shells and hid them. He was not sure when he would fall to Lawyer Wen's side and stab them in the back.

It's all right now, that guy was beaten to death directly, and he ended up clean.

But it doesn't matter if he is dead, Gyeongsang-do chief was beaten into pieces by Wan Guizhen, Caoxi Zongzong was interrupted by a woman who was said to be the leader of the gang, and his right hand was broken with five ribs. The cutting-edge individual combat power that favored the Sansang chaebol was almost cut in half.

Now there are only three usable ones left, the chief of Pyongan Province, him, the chief of Hamgyong Province, and the chief of Gyeonggi Province, Li Shunchen, who has always been a maverick.

Apart from him, the other two guard the president and direct descendants of Sansang in Sansang Manor, and he is here to guard the fourth son.

But I never thought that just by going out to the bathroom, the other party would be able to bypass the security measures outside, come all the way into the dormitory, and rob the fourth master directly on the bed.

After he finished peeing while whistling, when he came back, he found that the protected target was held up by the neck and dangled like a dead fish...

If you have this ability, where the hell can you find money to spend!

You have to come to provoke this hot potato!

The head of Xianjing Road looked at the other party's confident appearance, tried his best to hold his breath, squeezed out a stiff smile, and slowly raised his hands: "Look, I put down the gun, don't get excited...Since we have no hatred, So I'll pretend I didn't see anything about today - in the first drawer of the table on the left, there are some white cards, blue cards, and a few anonymous gold cards. If you need travel expenses, just take them, everyone. How are you, friend?"

The driver man thought for a while, and seemed a little hesitant: "Actually, I don't usually have anything to spend money on..."

"Wine, sex and wealth, if you don't like money, then I know that there are a few clean girls in the manor, all from Ukraine. If you have this skill, you can take them away as slaves and handmaids, and dispose of them as you like. I promise no one will ask."

"Hey, it's a society ruled by law now, and there is no such thing as a slave in our republic." The driver man was a little dissatisfied: "You people, you are not ideologically enlightened!"

In fact, he has no interest in women, he is an orphan, and he learned martial arts from the old master since he was a child, and he still learned kung fu all over his body.

As the saying goes, moderate fitness attracts the opposite sex, and excessive fitness attracts the same sex—does he want to tell the opposite party about his boyfriend?

This is definitely impossible, and as far as these cats and dogs are concerned, he doesn't even want to talk to them in detail.

Still serving as a slave and a servant girl is simply a humiliation to the foundation of our Republic. Do you understand what it means for the people to stand up?

Barbarians are barbarians, it's been 9102 years, and they still can't learn how to be civilized...

After twisting the fourth young master's pretty smooth face, the driver man's expression darkened a little, and he signaled that he was serious: "I want someone, give me the person, and I'll leave when I get it."

The head of Xianjing Road nodded repeatedly: "It's easy to say, everything is easy to say, as long as you let go of the fourth son, I will promise you everything I can give you - Your Excellency, please understand our suffering, after all, I am a caretaker for people. , there is a problem and it is not easy to solve.”

"...Dignified Gyeongbokgung Palace, to have a guy like you, it's really an outlier."

The driver didn't know whether he was praising him or hurting him, so he took out a piece of information from his pocket: "Give me this woman, if she wants to live, someone wants to buy her life, so I will arrest her."

What he said actually acted like a villain, and he never mentioned the meaning of saving people, so as not to be countered by the other party.

The head of Hamgyong Road looked at the name and photo on the information, and found that he didn't recognize it—this was obviously not from the Sansang family, so it was a bargaining chip that could be exchanged.

After a little reassurance, the chief of Hamgyong Road slowly put the gun on the ground: "I'll take the phone, is it okay?"

"……Can."

The head of Hamgyong Road took out his mobile phone, pressed the number, and said his request to the housekeeper who might have been woken up in the middle of the night, and asked him to bring the person here quickly, with a very cooperative appearance.

Seeing him cooperate so much, the driver man relaxed a little, and the hand that clasped the Fourth Young Master's throat was not so tight.

Although the little boy who was still in a coma was softly held in his hand, he was actually afraid that his attack was not serious, and accidentally twisted his neck like a chicken.

The eyes of Xianjing Dao's radicals flickered for a moment, and the hand holding it moved imperceptibly, and an exquisite machine extension device popped up on the back of the phone, aiming at the driver silently.

But he still had that kind look on his face, as if he was waiting with him, without any hostility.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door, and the butler's panting voice came from outside the door: "My lord, I brought you..."

The male figure of the driver retreated into the corner, and signaled with his chin to the head of Hamgyong Road to open the door.

All the lights in the room were not turned on, only a bedside lamp was turned on, and the dim light could not illuminate the large darkness in the spacious room. At this moment, the driver man hid himself, so no one else could notice.

The latter nodded repeatedly, opened the door and said a few words to the people outside, and then dragged a haggard woman in.

It was a woman who was not young, she seemed to have changed her clothes hastily, her collar was not neatly adjusted, she was softly supported by the radical of Hamgyong Dao, the back of her hands and her neck could be seen faintly showing her clothes. Welts of gore marks.

The door was closed, and the head of Xianjing Road turned on the headlights in the room: "Your Excellency, come and recognize her. If it is her, please take her away and return the Fourth Young Master to me. I promise that I will never chase—"

The driver man didn't speak, but squinted his eyes to look at the woman in front of him.

In such a short period of time, without the exchange of images, it is impossible for them to fake.

Why does this woman look like she is seriously ill?

Shrinking his body, the driver man slowly moved to the window: "Take her out and prepare a car outside."

"It's hard for me to make such a fuss." The head of Hamgyong Do said with a wry smile, "Otherwise, you knock me out, and I won't resist—Your Excellency doesn't want to declare war on the entire Gyeongbokgung Palace, right? So you let it go." How about killing the Fourth Young Master, knocking me out, and then leaving quietly with someone? The money is still in that place, and you can take it away."

The driver man thought for a while, and felt that this method seemed to be good.

Originally, he didn't intend to kidnap people directly, he just came to explore the way.

But who would have thought that just drilling into a room would directly bump into the radical of Hamgyong Do?

The other party was ignorant, and he himself was also ignorant. Everything was not as planned, and now it seems that it is a pretty good turn of events.

"Just do as you said, don't play tricks." The driver man stepped forward and walked cautiously, holding the palm of the boy's neck in a posture of accumulating strength, the tendons on the back of his hand swelled slightly, and he could hold his hand at any time. Claw down and crush his throat.

The head of Hamgyong Road, who only held a mobile phone, also raised his hands, as if he would never resist.

The driver man approached him and kicked the gun on the ground aside.

As long as the opponent didn't have a gun in his hand, he was even sure to kill the Hamgyongdo radical directly.

After all, the radicals of Gyeongbokgung Palace are only at the level of A-level executives, and there are even some who are notoriously bad at fighting, such as the silver-like pewter gun head in the Busan branch-the other party will have to kill them if they die. It was taken out repeatedly as a unit of measurement for the basic vegetable chicken combat power in the Nanbang area.

According to my wife, except for Li Shunchen, the head of the Gyeonggi Province, the rest are all local chickens and dogs.

Of course, this is for Zhang Yanzhi, but even so, the driver man himself would not love these guys if he confronted him head-on.

The driver man leaned over carefully, everything seemed to be under his control.

But just when he relaxed the fourth son a little, and was about to slash the head of Xianjing Road between the necks with a hand knife, the latter showed a treacherous smile, and moved his raised hands slightly.

The mechanism on the back of the phone opened instantly, and there was a slight "jump—" sound, like a hidden weapon launcher, three steel needles as thin as a cow's hair were shot out, and they went straight to his face .

The male driver suddenly leaned back and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face.

The steel needle directly pierced the palm of his hand, and the tip of the needle even protruded from the back of his hand—if he hadn't reacted quickly to block it with his hand, he might have been directly blinded.

But even so, he knew it was bad the moment he raised his hand.

He was forced to raise his hand to block, and with the other hand he was holding the so-called Fourth Young Master. At this moment, the door was wide open.

Sure enough, at the moment when his palm was pierced, the head of Xianjing Dao slammed into his waist, and directly hit his numb tendons hard with his fist, forcing him to loosen the Fourth Young Master's throat.

After throwing away the phone with the other hand, he pulled out a two-finger-long triangular grooved steel nail from his sleeve, and stabbed the driver's man's back obliquely upwards.

Insidious, vicious, and deadly.

If the stabbing is real, the driver man's lower back and kidneys will be destroyed. This kind of foreign kung fu practitioner can still break out terrible struggles even if his limbs are severed. Only the most important If the back is destroyed, it will be unable to exert its strength like a sturgeon with a dragon tendon, and it will be crippled on the spot.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind directly shattered the floor-to-ceiling glass window on one side of them, passing between the two of them like a cannonball whistling.

The muffled sound of the wind, together with glass shards splashing like fine snow, against the moonlight and lights, brought a brilliance like a firefly in their sight.

In the next second, the streamer slammed heavily into the wall-mounted TV next to it. The huge force made the streamer's body directly embedded in the TV for nearly half, leaving only the half outside... the fan body?

The head of Hamgyongdo turned his head in horror, looking at the sandalwood fan that was cracked by the huge impact.

A bloodstain slowly burst from his cheek, and blood beads ooze out along the wound.

He ignored the stinging feeling and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The wide and bright floor-to-ceiling glass windows reflected the light, and the thick glass was broken with a fist-sized hole.

The hole is surrounded by fine white powder after the shattered glass, and there are cracks spreading like spider webs around it.

"Who?!" He yelled loudly, tugging at the Fourth Young Master who had finally snatched it back, rolled over on the spot, and pulled out his other gun from his armpit: "Come out!"

Whether it's a matter of admitting counsel, cherishing life, or forbearing, the backhand and vigilance shown by the head of Xianjing Dao at this moment is definitely not bad, and it can even be said to have performed supernormally.

If it wasn't for this sudden sandalwood fan, it is estimated that the driver man has been successfully killed by him.

But it was this sandalwood fan that flew over from nowhere like a cannonball, which made him feel like he was facing a big enemy, and even regretted that he didn't let the opponent go as he said before-if the fan hit someone, Enough to break a grown man's tendons and fracture his skull.

People with this means can only be...