After Becoming a Little Sister

"Snapped--"

Mei Mao closed the book in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at him: "What do you want to say? Or are you too old to rely on internal pressure to maintain your self-esteem?"

"I want you to kill someone." After a few words from her, the masked man felt a lot better, and even his tone became lighter: "We haven't completely lost yet, and we still have a chance... soon Here's a chance..."

"Who?" Mao Mei had a familiar look, presumably it wasn't the first time she was assigned such an abrupt task.

"you guess."

"..."

"I just like the look in your eyes—the calm, yet full of murderous intent towards me..." The masked man stared into her eyes: "It's so beautiful...you know? Your eyes are so beautiful every day. They are all urging me, telling me that as long as I slack off for even a day, I may die in your hands..."

"If you simply want to feel these boring things, then I will leave first."

Maomei stood up, fastened the waist buttons of her windbreaker, held a book in one hand and reached out to get the fur coat beside the sofa with the other, looking neat and tidy without the slightest intention to stay here.

The masked man just looked at her back, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

It wasn't until Maomei opened the door that he coughed twice: "Berness—Berness Mellon."

"...Are you sure?" Maomei, who was holding a fur coat with one hand and still resting on the doorknob, couldn't help standing still, and turned back halfway sideways: "Do you want the base to be hit by another nuclear bomb?" Is it? Her uncle is a complete madman."

Moreover, he is a lunatic who can start a world war because of his niece.

As the largest military-industrial complex family in the United States, the Mellon chaebol may not have the most money, and it is not as good as the so-called Sixth Empire, where street stalls such as Rockefeller and Rothschild are all bypassed, but they are definitely the most powerful. .

Combat power in the literal sense-they are engaged in the military industry.

DuPont's earth plane has become a specialty of Millikin just like the crazy gunman on Wall Street. When I talk about it, I feel that these methods have reached the limit. If they can't solve the problem, they will solve the problem. But who knows that the military-industrial complex is Millikin Ancestors who really did the dirty work?

Among the fighter jets currently in service in Militia, except for the F-15 which is Boeing, the others are all from Lockheed Martin, from the F-16 to the F-35, and even the C-130 Hercules and the C-5 Galaxy. The backbone, without Lockheed Martin, only strategic bombers can be seen as the air force that Millikin relies on to shock Blue Star.

In addition to the big head in the air, there is also the sea-based nuclear strike force of Millikin - the Trident missile that supports the current Millikin nuclear strike system is Lockheed Martin's, until now it is the best intercontinental ballistic missile in the world, except Maozi and the few cutting-edge strategic forces of the Republic have almost no comparable existence.

The family behind such a military-industrial complex, only their own family members can touch their own family members, and only Big Bob can attack spicy chicken shreds, anyone else who dares to touch her will be dead.

Why was she jumping around at Millikin trying to clean the headquarters of the Gate of Truth, but none of the directors of the dark world who were licking blood dared to come out and do some familiar tricks?Don't they want to arrange a convertible to Broadway for Spicy Chicken?

But they didn't dare—not only them, but even the other chaebols and other families behind them didn't dare.

The relationship between the Mellon family and the American military is too deep. More than 70% of their annual orders come from the military. Some people even say that for every three dollars spent by the American military on purchasing weapons, two dollars are given to Mellon. Family', one can imagine how many interests are involved in this.

Why would the Eastern European branch risk the world's displeasure, preferring to send mercenaries to infiltrate the sovereign state, and not hesitate to participate in the other party's mutiny plan, but also to catch spicy chicken shreds?

It is because the family fight between Big Bob himself and Spicy Chicken Shreds was the best opportunity to make a move!

The Queen left her palace with only her scepter, the lure of this bait, which the careerist could not resist.

Even their Eastern European branch has indeed achieved half of it, and it is only one step away from obtaining all the keys and completely controlling this giant through the central control system of the Mellon family.

Once they successfully transport the spicy chicken shreds out of Japan and send them back to Eastern Europe, the Eastern European branch will immediately have a drama of coercing the emperor to make the princes, fight with Big Bob backhand, and then justifiably take over the Mellon chaebol including Lockheed All subsidiaries including Martin.

It's a pity that such a good opportunity was screwed up.

The appearance of lackeys they deliberately put on was completely exposed, revealing their ambition to turn back their masters.

That lunatic man even fished out most of the forces that wanted to be unfavorable to the spicy chicken shreds. Whether it was a psycho shooter or a direct bomber, one counted as one and all were uprooted.

The reason why the North American headquarters of the Gate of Truth is left behind is probably reserved for spicy chicken shreds.

It's like leaving a so-called "difficult task" to one's own child, and then happily watching her tormenting parents. Some things are not difficult for a lunatic who doesn't even care about his own life.

Is it difficult to clean the North American headquarters and control the entire gate of truth?

Of course it's not difficult, as long as the North American headquarters is provoked to counterattack and all these hounds express their intention to bite their masters, then the other families behind those directors may be more worried than the Mellon family, and even clean up the house themselves.

To achieve this step, it is only necessary to eliminate some of the partners who have a good relationship with the Mellon chaebol.

You see, someone who is killing us must be dissatisfied with the directors of the Gate of Truth who are proficient in dirty methods.

Didn't they do it?Just let them clarify, come, come, let them all come.

As for how many of his own people need to be killed to bring things to such a point, Big Bob doesn't care.

He can kill the crying cat and cat's head, isn't that enough to show the most real pain?

No way, no one would suspect that the spicy chicken shreds killed the crying cat, right?No one doubts that this is a bitter trick, right?Look how sad my niece is!

No one wants to be an enemy of such a lunatic, unless someone is sure to kill their whole family directly.

Sister Mao is not stupid, it would be better to say that if she was stupid, she would not be the one standing here right now.

"I refuse," she pushed the door open completely: "If you feel that you are old and want a decent way to die, I can help you arrange it, but this way of deliberately seeking death is really stupid."

"If Bernice can't do it, what about the other person?" The masked man opened the drawer, groped in it, and took out a photo: "How about this child?"

With her back to him, Maomei stood silently for two seconds, then turned around and came back to pick up the photo.

In that photo, there is a girl holding an AK47, I don't know when it was taken.

But the girl's happy and sunny smiling face coupled with her delicate face makes people feel like seeing the sun blooming.

"……when?"

"She's coming to Eastern Europe, soon." The masked man shrank back on his sofa as if feeling cold, staring blankly in front of him, as if he was recalling something: "Immediately it will come—"

"..."

……

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"When did I take this picture?"

Aliya pointed to her picture on the screen: "Have I used a Kalashnikov?"

This photo had appeared out of thin air, she was sure of it—but no one believed it.

"Maybe it was taken before?" Lianhua said, and took a closer look: "It feels like a very retro shooting method. This texture...is it imitating a film camera? Or is it film?"

No, this is a newly added event fragment after the historical changes in the past.

That is, Aliya in the 'past' filmed this thing at a certain world node-wearing a furry military coat, holding a Kalashnikov, smiling like a little fool out on an outing.

And it's still a snap!Was this taken by a war correspondent?

Spicy Chicken Silk probed over to look at the photos in this album, and finally pointed to this photo of holding a Kalashnikov: "Based on my years of experience in military industry and foreign trade, the subject of this photo is actually It is an extremely terrifying killing weapon."

Aliya nodded deeply, the king of rifles is recognized worldwide.

Spicy Chicken Shredded continued to make high-level remarks: "Beside her, there is an ordinary Kalashnikov!"

"...Wait, is there something wrong?" Aliya raised her palm: "I want to ask, what do you mean by the extremely terrifying killing weapon?"

Is it the terrible ice and snow behind the photo?Although they killed De San, they haven't reached this point yet, have they?

Spicy Chicken looked at her with pity: "As a human being, the most important thing is to recognize your own position..."

"...I'm just an ordinary tourist."

"Will ordinary tourists be escorted by fighter jets when they go out?" Spicy Chicken Silk raised his finger and pointed out the window: "Look clearly, this is not a show plane, with live ammunition attached! If you say that they are here to escort nuclear weapons, I will believe it! "

Seemingly aware of a protected object looking in the porthole, the Republic fighter jet in charge of escort shook its wings to show its friendliness.

Aliya looked at this castrated version of the heavy-duty double-vertical-tail variable-sweep-wing fighter that had the charm of Zhu Xian, and touched her nose: "Absolutely, Colonel Mo is here..."

This is your monster, right?

"I want to go to Europa, not Eastern Europe." Spicy Chicken Sighed and sat down: "You suddenly changed your itinerary, you should explain the reason to me, but you are good, and you are looking at the photo album, so you really want to travel ?”

In fact, it was brought by Lianhua, and Lianhua even brought a printer. What she likes is the feeling of filling the album with physical photos.

But in her memory, she didn't realize that there were a few more photos in Alia's old photo album that she read and looked at—maybe she thought it was just that she didn't notice it before, and now she was continuing to read it with interest Looking at the previous photos, trying to find some treasures that I missed.

Alia was just about to say something to fool Spicy Chicken, but Lianhua called over: "Aya Aya! Where was this photo taken? Is it the kind of photo studio setting from the old days? A large photo curtain is hung at the back, it looks like the real one, where is this background wall? The Oriental Tower that has been PS? It’s pretty pretty!”

"What picture?"

Aliya looked suspiciously at her head, and was stunned for a moment before she could react.

Then he reacted suddenly, and the whole person leaned back tactically, as if he had seen a ghost.

The photo is quite normal. It is a normal mother and daughter group photo of Alia, who is hugged by her mother and looks like a loli. The background is a city that looks very prosperous. All smiles.

But the bustling urban area in the background is not the Oriental Pearl TV Tower, the landmark building of Bluestar Dongshan City.

"This is the Pearl of the Orient..." Aliya murmured, her pupils shrinking like needles.

The Oriental Pearl TV Tower, the Oriental Pearl TV Tower, a word difference, two worlds.

Really two worlds - because the Pearl of the Orient is not in Blue Star.

it's on earth...

PS: Sudden loss of power, touch it, rua!

PS2: Continue tomorrow (It's a great holiday...

Chapter 970 0952-Almost Forgot the Codeword (Not Counting Additions)

Earth, where that dream began.

Aliya fell silent, looking at the photo in her hand, her eyes were sad but her expression was calm.

It would be better to say that she is not calm, and there is no way to talk to anyone about this feeling-who can tell her loneliness from another world?

It's like when a wanderer sees his hometown, the sour breath that is stagnant in his chest and can't be exhaled, just choked his throat like this, making people's heart throbbing like being grabbed.

Crying, homesick.

Huh huh~

After a while, Aliya sniffed and answered that Lianhua was curious about the source of the background scenery.

"I forgot, maybe...someone modified it according to the Pearl of the Orient TV Tower, it looks pretty good."

Of course it looks good, it's super good-looking, it's a ghost if one of the landmark buildings of the motherland is not good-looking.

Even if you make complaints, you can only make complaints from your own people, and anyone else who says it can't do it will throw a hate beacon first!

"Aya?" Lianhua looked at her looking like she was about to cry, and was taken aback: "Aya, what's wrong with you?"