After Becoming a Little Sister

"What about you, madam?!"

"If I can kill him once, I can kill him a second time—"

"Boom boom—"

There was a polite knock on the door, and a person who looked like a little fairy came in: "Hello, is Mr. Murder Demon in this room?"

Mrs. Jin turned her head to look at the figure, she was stunned at first, then opened her mouth, not knowing what to call it for a moment.

Xiaoya?Or is it Master Uncle?

And this face is clearly the little junior sister when she was young...

Fortunately, a certain little fairy in white clothes who looked like a nun didn't care about these details. Following their positions, she saw the murderous demon slowly wriggling and reshaping in the bathroom, and smiled gratifiedly: "So it's really— — Wow, is that cool? Is this a special effect?"

Mrs. Mei didn't know this little fairy, she was a little speechless and anxious: "Who are you? Get out of here!"

"I'm here to kill people and silence them. Of course, you can also say that you can eliminate demons and defend the way." A certain little fairy raised the little helper in her hand, and faced the murderous demon who was twisting her own neck: "This recovery ability It’s the way original sin contaminates creatures, I thought it was the original body of the blood-borne virus, it’s interesting..."

"Guns are useless to him!" Madam Mei gritted her teeth, "I tried it just now!"

Looking at the small pistol in the opponent's hand, the skinny man who twisted his neck also raised the corners of his mouth, showing what could be called a disdainful smile, and cast his fearful eyes on Mrs. Jin again.

Mrs. Jin ignored him, but followed the restless Mrs. Mei, and stepped back a long way.

By the way, she also brought the two innocent singers in the box with her, and stood at almost the same distance as the little fairy from the bathroom.

"Is it enough?" Mrs. Jin asked.

"I really want to say a little more, but it should be enough."

"As I said, guns are useless! Even if Madam can kill him, but you—"

"I can kill him too." A certain little fairy shrugged: "As for guns... That's what a certain Tiger tank said back then, but it became a GIF later on."

In the next second, her eyes suddenly became sharp, and her killing intent burst out.

At the moment when her eyes changed, the monster man turned his head abruptly, his skinny face distorted in fright like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, twisted to deformed, the whole person bent over and began to tremble almost subconsciously .

He looked at the muzzle of the gun facing him, flashed his sharp claws, and let out a threatening growl. With one claw, he slapped the sink next to him to pieces. The half-meter-long bone claw seemed to be protruding from the flesh. The blade that came out was still bloody.

"Okay, I was wrong, this is the second GIF, you use a knife, I use a gun."

Do guns work?

Useful depends on who uses it.

But at the same time, it also depends on what kind of gun——

A certain harmless, even bright and lovely little fairy pulled the trigger expressionlessly——

"Fool—"

"boom------------"

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Chapter 908 0891-Xiong Loli is online (adding updates for yesterday's rua

Among the deafening explosions, there was a sudden burst of flames.

Although there was a loud noise, what was unexpected was that the shock wave after the explosion of this crystal bomb was not very fierce, but instead just rolled up a ball of blazing white flames.

The high temperature that seemed to be mixed with dozens of welding torches directly burned the surrounding tiles and glass, and directly volatilized the viscous blood on the floor into a cloud of pale pink mist visible to the naked eye.

The originally distorted flesh and blood were as unbearable as paper dolls in the face of the violent thermite reaction, making a 'chi chi—' sound.

Mrs. Mei stared dumbfounded at the doomsday-like flames, the surging heat waves against her slightly baby-fat tender face, it was as if the cold winter had brought her to the edge of hell in an instant .

The flesh and blood monster, which was able to resist the bullet forcefully, but was slightly convulsed by the impact, was directly burned off most of its body under the power of this crystal bomb, even if the remaining lower body wanted to carry the blood mist and Huoguang walked forward, but also seemed to be struggling.

"What kind of gun is this?"

"The butcher's knife."

"……what?"

"Sorry, I changed my words." A little fairy who did not want to be named opened the gun chamber that was emptied after a crystal bomb, and replaced it with a new crystal bomb: "I just remembered that I was the one with the gun— -little helper."

In fact, the scientific name of the little helper is not the little helper, but the heavy auxiliary pistol.

Or it might be more appropriate to call it a miniature hand cannon...

Bullets with conventional charges can open blood holes in African elephants. Even without crystal bombs, they can smash this flesh and blood monster into mud infinitely with one shot after another.

Even a child can use industrially produced weapons, which have the destructive power comparable to that of a mid-level fighter in biological evolution civilization.

After all, mid-level fighters of conventional biological evolutionary civilizations can frantically perform wave punches, so can't soldiers of technological mechanical evolutionary civilizations be brainless biu rockets?

Anyway, that thing doesn't take up the establishment, as long as it can carry it, the chickens in the cooking class can go out to fight with one shot.

Compared with the heavy auxiliary pistol of the little helper, it is still a bit difficult to use-the recoil is amazing.

She took her little helpers out to beat those Nanbang's little guys before, using rubber bullets. On the one hand, she was afraid that one shot would break people in two, and on the other hand, it was also because of her own powerlessness. Sister Daiyulin's body can withstand the recoil of the gun.

This thing is better than a magic wand - cross it out - than a Sand Eagle or something.

But even a rubber bullet pierces the thigh with a single shot. One can imagine how frightened the scientists at the National Academy of Sciences who slapped their heads to design weapons are... Cough, the ingenuity is amazing, and the hands are rejuvenated.

As we all know, studying medicine cannot save Nan Bang.

"There is no flesh and blood that cannot be killed by a gun. If there is, the gun is not powerful enough."

A certain little fairy raised her little helper again and fired a shot, as if she was hitting a duck.

If the pistol doesn't work, then use the gun of Longinus, the apostles will be poked for you and roasted on skewers...

Unlike the previous crystal bomb, this bullet did not release flames and high temperatures, but released a white mist that was visible to the naked eye.

The low-temperature fog collided with the aftermath of the previous flames, and thick water mist evaporated. The heat wave in the whole room that was originally scorched by high temperature was quickly transformed into a cold current.

Except for the flesh and blood that had been burned into smoke and mist, other flesh and blood residues that had been scorched by the thermite reaction were quickly frozen into cold lumps that cracked and shattered, like marbles on the ground. Rolling like a patter.

Mrs. Jin looked at the back of a certain little fairy: "Are you in good health?"

As long as the other party doesn't appear with the face of her master, she tacitly doesn't call that "Master Uncle", of course, there is also a certain factor of embarrassment for both parties.

After all, after revealing his identity, in the eyes of bystanders, it is simply a kind of social death.

Although if you really want to care about it, a certain little fairy was already thick-skinned when she was at her peak, and she was able to withstand the bombing of her little helper without any damage.

"Of course there is no problem, I am super brave."

On the contrary, Mrs. Jin, after a little embarrassment, asked a little hesitantly: "The you now...is it you or her?"

The little fairy understood, and smiled inscrutablely: "It's her, and it's also me, but in the end it's still her—now it's me."

Mrs. Jin nodded and understood.

The little fairy also nodded, thinking she understood.

Who hasn't come out of the nine-year compulsory education?Reading comprehension is a big problem.

Mrs. Jin was silent for half a second, staring at the niece in front of her who had the appearance of her junior sister: "So, she really doesn't know what's going on?"

Here, of course, she refers to Alia's personality. Mrs. Jin really wants to find out whether her little baby is that little baby.

Or is it that the other party can directly take out a big baby when he lifts his skirt...

"Of course I don't know." The little fairy shook her head: "She is still a child, so it's good to be carefree, why worry so much, I will help her carry everything, Trust me."

After all, I am the one who bears everything alone, I am a human being, I am sorry, why tears are as salty as sea water...

A certain little fairy resisted the urge to open Netease Cloud to listen to songs, and hinted to Mrs. Jin, I am still a child, please increase your pampering when I am humming, I can completely bear it.

After all, she didn't lie to Mrs. Jin, who made Mrs. Jin not clear about the subject, predicate and object.

She could definitely think that Mrs. Jin was asking about the little angel—the little angel is still holding her full-level body and soul trumpet in another world, and she definitely doesn't know about these things.

I have something to say, I have always been honest and trustworthy, and pure passers-by have to say it for sure.

In fact, Mrs. Jin is determined not to be fooled by the smiling and kind golden retriever in ordinary times. However, on the one hand, the relationship is chaotic and cannot be investigated, and on the other hand, the natural evolution span of a certain little fairy is unimaginable. There is no way to explain it with existing scientific principles, but to treat it as an independent sample.

After making up her mind to treat the two personalities of the little fairy separately, Mrs. Jin sighed: "In that case, then please... Senior, deal with these matters."

There is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. This is the principle of Huanxiguan, and it is also the principle of the Republic.

But everyone will say it, but it varies from person to person, and most of the time it is based on seniority, or it is self-centered.

Glancing at Mrs. Jin's sideburns, the little fairy couldn't help but sighed slightly, feeling a little emotional.

My wife...cough, the three apprentices of my fairy sister are all dragons and phoenixes among the people, and they are all well-bred.

It's just that my mother is a little weird, and the Taoist nun in white is a little more scheming. Compared with Mrs. Jin, she is the safest one.

In fact, compared with the strange mother and Mrs. Jin, Taoist nun in white was forced to grow up independently without being a teacher.

She even moved to Wuyou Island without completing the studies that Sister Immortal had arranged for her. At a young age, she began to devote herself to resuscitating Sister Immortal, and then she had to do her best to protect the Song family.

This has affected her current behavior and decision-making methods to a certain extent-after all, she was weak, pitiful and helpless at the beginning, and she was still a big lolita, and she could only rely on outside methods to protect herself.

When she was decisive in killing, she was directly killed by her eldest daughter, her two legs were directly killed, and her combat strength was greatly damaged. She had to suppress her own heart, and everything was based on means and planning to minimize variables.

Moreover, in the branch of the Mohist school, mechanism art and Ren Xia are almost separated. Bai Yidao only inherited the techniques of mechanism art, and the latter values ​​the heart of going through fire and water more.

Although both of them inevitably uphold the spirit of Mohism, they still have their own emphases, and the paths are not the same.

My mother blames that kind of reckless man, and he is also a reckless man with natural supernatural powers, which is true once in a hundred years.

How could I have such a mother?

If my mother was Mrs. Jin, wouldn't I be happy to be a little princess now?

The little fairy sighed unceasingly, completely forgetting that if she was her own daughter, she would be the second piece of char siu walking now...

The flesh-and-blood monster man has turned into a piece of debris. Although Mrs. Jin is still a little bit afraid that this guy can be reassembled to make a human shape, but the little fairy made it clear that it is impossible for the other party to stand up and shout "I am so broken!" to form the head' and then transform.

She helped check a few hunks in black, and after coming to the conclusion of 'it's okay, it's just a serious injury', she prepared to leave on her own—she still had to find Nuannuan girl, the khaki-colored Yujie had already One step ahead.

Compared with that little one, the monster is not important at all.

It's just that there are no monsters, which is very important to her.