After Becoming a Little Sister

"Where are you looking?" A cold lady's voice sounded behind him: "The Stormy Pear Blossom Needle that I learned secretly is not bad, but the technique is wrong. I just learned a trick and there is no follow-up—Tang Sect was in the previous dynasty. It's gone, after Mrs. Tang, one of the five great families of the Northern School, passed away, even the Republic didn't keep these things, where did you find this trick?"

The soul of the head of Hamgyong Dao's radical was so dead that he felt his heart skip a beat and his hands and feet were cold.

He didn't intend to turn around at all. Instead, he fell forward and rolled again, trying to get out of the opponent's attack range.

What caught the corner of his eye was a dazzling sword light——

"Pfft——"

A splash of blood splashed out, drawing a half-arc along the sword glow.

The blade of the sword tore through the cloth, leaving a deep gash on his back from shoulder to waist.

The head of Hamgyongdo, who was fully committed to fleeing, felt a chill on his back, followed by a tingling pain that ran through his entire back.

But he just gritted his teeth, lowered his head and rushed towards the cracked floor-to-ceiling glass window with the fourth son in his arms. He exploded at a strange speed, and his whole body suddenly accelerated as if he had double-pressed the playback, and smashed into pieces like a bull. The window jumped out.

The glass flew like snow, and he rolled heavily onto the grass outside, rolling twice in a row before he lost his strength.

Looking back at the fiery red-clothed figure, the head of the Hamgyong Road didn't even bother to touch the blood on his back with his backhand, but raised his voice and shouted, "If you don't care about him, he will kill you!" He died from poisoning! The serum is in the second drawer of the cabinet, spare my life, and I won’t kill him either!”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and ran into the shadow of the gap in the house, scrambling and running away, his movements were ridiculously fast.

"铛——" the sound of the epee being sheathed sounded, and the lady put away the Heavenly Master Sword, frowning and looking at the driver man behind her.

His arm that received needles showed an abnormal blue-purple swelling, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake. Looking at the lady's frowning expression, the driver man said with a sneer, "It's been a few days. I haven't come out for activities in the past year, and I'm a bit rusty..."

"I don't blame you. Although this hidden weapon is used dirty, but with such forbearance, this guy has a firm heart and cannot be underestimated." The lady shook her head: "I underestimate the heroes of the world, even if it is a barbarian land, There are also a few pretty good characters."

If this person has Li Shunchen's skills, then the Gyeonggi-do chief of Gyeongbokgung Palace may not get the big face of Li Shunchen in his turn.

And the speed at which he erupted before was also very strange...

The lady turned her head and glanced at the broken floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The movement here has attracted the attention of the security team of the manor. There are many people rushing here with the sound of barking dogs. Although these people are not a threat, they are human. Too much is also a trouble.

Squatting down halfway down and carefully looking at the driver's arm, the lady raised her eyebrows slightly: "Can you still walk? What kind of poison is this?"

"I don't know, it's like a biological toxin... I can't move this hand very much."

The lady looked around, carefully picked up the buckle with the epee in her hand, and opened the so-called second drawer of the cabinet.

There are no organs inside, but some common medicines and a biological sample storage box are stored.

The words [anti-venom serum] were marked on the small box in various languages, and the lady's expression became more subtle.

"If you can't beat Qingzhi, then you won't make a death feud?" The lady picked up the serum: "Do you want to use it?"

The driver man grinned: "This poison is quite powerful, I think you will die if you don't make it back, so let's use it."

The lady nodded, handed him the serum, and looked through the cabinet.

The first box is money, cash, gold, bearer gold cards, jewelry, everything.

The second box is medicine. The lady flipped it with the scabbard, picked a bottle at random, and smashed it, but she didn't see anything wrong.

The third frame is a fake passport of various documents, the place for the photo is blank, and other information is readily available.

To say that the head of Xianjing Dao is cowardly, his previous counterattack was extremely neat, and he didn't look like a waste at all.

But if you say that this guy is a poisonous snake that bites people, it seems that he doesn't want to become a mortal enemy with anyone, and even the poison at the bottom of the press box has serum on the side.

It is estimated that it is to ease the relationship with the enemy a little at this time...

If the driver man died of poisoning here, the lady would have to fill in the eight-way radicals of Gyeongbokgung Palace for three or five burials.

But now, she was stunned and didn't know whether to be angry or amused: "This time it's because you are really incapable, you have to admit it."

"Yes, I admit it this time, but it feels a little weird." The driver man scratched his head: "I haven't seen this kind of opponent..."

"Small country with few people, this is his way of survival." The lady shook her head: "This kind of person knows how to be wise and protect himself best, and never insists on doing things. This mentality may not be able to be brave and diligent in martial arts. The enemy can't make the decision to put them to death and survive, so they can only fight with the wind... But you can't deny that this kind of person can actually live the longest."

If it were a master of the same level in the Republic, even if he knew he was invincible today, he would have to drag the lady here desperately, and then his companions would have to pile her up to death even if they used flesh and blood to fill her up.

If they can't die, then the army will be dispatched, forcing them to the outskirts of the city or the barren mountains, and then bombard her mother with heavy artillery.

But in Nanbang, the dignified capital did not wait for the operators under him to come, and turned around and ran away...

"This serum is useful, I feel better." The driver man twisted his arm: "The other person is here, do you want to take it away?"

The woman who was sent over didn't speak, but she curled up by the door and watched their actions with blank eyes filled with horror.

The male driver squatted down: "You can understand Mandarin, right? We are actually here to save you, and Ah Yan entrusted us to come."

"Ah, Ah Yan?" The old woman's eyes lit up, she grabbed the driver's clothes, and asked in a difficult tone: "Ah Yan! Is that my daughter? It's her!"

"Yes, she entrusted us to take you back." The driver man helped the old woman up, looking at the scars on her hands with some doubts: "What's going on?"

"I--"

"Let's go back first." The lady held the Celestial Master Sword and looked at the drone approaching quickly in the air: "Now the means are really advanced...let's go."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of broken glass with her scabbard, and waved her hand to knock down the drone that was approaching.

But even so, before the drone crashed, it photographed the lady who didn't even bother to hide her face, and sent the data back to the rear.

Almost at the same time as the news reached Gyeongbokgung Palace and Samsang Manor, the night sky in Busan, which had been silent, became vaguely boiling again...

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Nanbang·Busan·a certain hotel

The hot girl Kiyuko rubbed her nose and sneezed violently.

"Who is scolding me behind my back..."

Then she pulled down the video window on the computer that was playing the Nanbang idol drama, looked at the additional daily information bulletin sent by Jia Ziyu, her expression became weird, and she connected to the communication request that was ringing.

"What's the matter?" Mu Youzi rubbed the tip of his reddish nose, "I'm working right now."

Actually, she didn't, she just stayed up all night watching dramas and playing games along the way.

"Zhang Yanzhi went to the manor of the third and fourth sons, suspected of assassinating him." Jia Ziyu's intelligence officer said so, writing and drawing on the notepad in his hand: "What do you think of this title? Like this information, I think it can be sold for 50, right?”

"I suggest you change it to 'Why did the three major advisers of the Republic make such an outrageous move? Creative fee."

"Okay, write as you said." The intelligence officer changed the title, and then said seriously: "Zhang Yanzhi was indeed there to save people, and he succeeded in saving people. Get hit hard."

"To be honest, I really don't understand what Zhang Yanzhi is here for." The hot girl Mu Youzi propped her cheeks, her slender legs dangling on the chair: "It's not really just Is it to save the mother of a starlet?"

As the largest intelligence organization in the dark world, Jiaziyu has many intelligence networks responsible for collecting and selling information.

The Sansang chaebol bought the information on Bureau Nine from them.

The information that Zhang Yanzhi sent people to buy the Sansang chaebol was also bought from them.

Jia Ziyu sold a piece of information to Jingfu Palace before, that is, Zhang Yanzhi, the master of dragon and tiger, bought information about Sansang Manor from them, and based on this, Zhang Yanzhi might break into Sansang Manor at night.

This can be regarded as a very important piece of information, and it was sold at a high price, so frightened that Li Shunchen and the second son directly staged the small theater of two men with a bottle of wine in the middle of the night.

Or how to say that people who pan for gold depend on their luck, and selling shovels is the most profitable.

Jia Ziyu's two businesses are booming, and the Sansang chaebol knows that they are earning black-hearted money, but they still have to buy it honestly, and even manage to get angry.

Why are you angry?If someone can sell this information to you, it is already a help.

Sansang Manor is so big, with so many people, do you really think that if Jia Ziyu doesn't sell this information, others won't be able to get it?

Maybe they got a piece of information from some hidden corner and then sneaked in. Their goal was achieved, but the Sansang chaebol was still kept in the dark and didn't know it.

Now at least the two radicals can be transferred back for defense-although they turned around and went to the fourth son's manor, and the defense failed.

If you think about it this way, it seems that the information is indeed at a loss...

The intelligence officer of Jia Ziyu put away his documents: "The Broken Cross conducted a secret operation before, and it is suspected that something was captured. It may be a person, or it may be one of the two monsters that appeared before. This information I’ve already sorted it out, so you can give it to that one.”

Just like Voldemort, everyone dare not mention her name even if they are exchanging information at the moment.

"Why don't you go?" The hot girl Mu Yuzi frowned.

"I'm afraid of death. It is said that she is very rich. Try to blackmail her. If you get the money, we will split it fifty-fifty. I will provide information and you will contribute."

"I'm also afraid of death!" the hot girl Mu Youzi said confidently, "And I have a big order tomorrow, so I'm not free! I'm not short of money!"

Although the look of that guy spending [-] million euros without blinking his eyes is really handsome.

But the other party's freewheeling temperament makes people feel very happy when getting along...

The hot girl Mu Yuzi doesn't think that the other party's tolerance is her capital to prosecute her in front of her. It's better to say that it's safer to hide honestly. This kind of Jiazi domain master-level master is no longer a little killer like herself. The right level to participate in.

She just wants to work honestly, kill people in a down-to-earth manner, work hard from [-] to [-], and strive for a better future life for herself. When she earns enough billions, she retires.

Although if she doesn't change her temperament of collecting jewelry everywhere, she probably won't earn so much money in this life, and she will have to fight until she dies. After all, jewelry is just a book value. If you don't sell it, it's just a number. You can't eat or drink. No matter how much you save, you just save.

Didn't Ah Jag's family have [-] million?The set of sea goddesses alone is more than this price.

But the problem is that this is the value of jewelry that has been hyped up. Where can they find a buyer who has taken advantage of it to cash it out at will?

The same is true for the hot girl Mu Youzi. Since her debut, she has so many orders in theory, and all of them are big orders with the king of killers. Less than half a million.

This still has to keep the work expenses for purchasing the items needed for the task, and all the others have been replaced with the hidden jewels in the bank safe—at this moment, she is still playing with the one that was given to her at the fingertips The black pearl is like a child playing with marbles, a Buddhist appearance that I am already satisfied and have nothing to ask for.

But the reason why Jiaziyu's intelligence officer is an intelligence officer, and why Jiaziyu is the world's largest intelligence organization, is that he understands the importance of intelligence and the depth of human nature.

The intelligence officer showed a smile: "Muyuko-chan, do you still remember your dream?"

"I have too many dreams, which one do you say?"

"Basic food, housing, and transportation, of course, is the first one—the latest information shows that the Song family has transported a large amount of goods into Nanbang territory, including the most expensive piece of clothing in the world..."

"..."

The hot girl Mu Youzi blinked, her throat rolled, and the black pearl on her fingertips froze: "Da, Da Ming Feng Pao?"

"Hmm, look at the suitcases made of golden silk and gloomy wood. Our intelligence personnel captured the footage of them loading the car."

The hot girl Mu Youzi stared straight, took a deep breath: "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure, think about it, if you send this information, that person will be in a better mood, maybe he can let you try on that suit? Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat if you try it on— —Of course, you have to give me the cash according to the information price, I have no interest in the Daming Phoenix Pao.”

"...!"

The whole world is so big, and there are too many expensive clothes.

Paste hundreds of diamonds and gems on it, even a torn skirt can hit the price list.

But the problem is that the Song family doesn't accept this—or the people of the Republic don't accept this.