After Becoming a Little Sister

"It's not an agent, it's a friend." Madam Xiaoma took out a gold card from her pocket, raised her hand and threw it over directly: "I'll help you, you help me, let's play games together, you get what you want, me too."

"What is this?" Sister Balalaika took the card with her head.

Of course she knew that it was money, the universal unregistered gold card of the dark world, one lump sum deposit and one lump sum withdrawal, and could not be used again.

As long as the special seal on the back has not been scratched, it means that there is real money in this card, wealth that people are rushing to.

But she didn't understand how the other party could be so generous - so what does this mean?

"This is a gift from your niece." Xiao Ma grinned, biting the plastic stick of the lollipop: "Her employer is very generous, and she has made a lot of money over the years. This is filial piety." The elders have nothing to do with our cooperation."

How much money is in Xiong Luoli's small treasury is still a secret so far, but Miss Ma heard the little guy mention that if the Song family encountered the crisis of the stock price plummet after the sinking of the Poseidon, she would rely on One's own small treasury can forcibly rescue the market and prop up the stock price.

This is a bit like crying about Mao Mao's head's snack money—it's a lot anyway, and it's not at the level that a petty citizen like her can understand.

After all, the small coffers of the rich and the small coffers of the second daughter of the super rich family cannot be generalized.

"..." Sister Balalaika pressed her head against the card, her eyes flickered, and then she sighed: "Are you friends..."

What will happen if we can't be friends?

She didn't know, didn't dare and didn't want to know.

The other party can turn himself into a dead person at any time, and turn his niece into a puppet.

All they need is an agent on the surface - if they accept this so-called goodwill, at least everyone is still friends on the surface, not a complete subordinate relationship, whether it is due to the relationship between the niece or the other party's own Restraint, this is considered to be enough face.

What can she say?

People put guns on their heads, and then put them back, isn't that enough?

Of course, there is also the reason why the group of drunkards and Maozi are present. If there is no intention expressed in advance, Sister Balalaika would not believe it if she simply came to the door to talk about cooperation. Most likely she wanted to do it with them. one.

"I will cherish this friendship." Sister Balalaika changed her sitting position and raised her legs to show a slightly relaxed posture: "Then what shall we do next?"

"Rebuild the order of the dark world in Siberia." The lollipop plastic stick at the corner of Miss Ma's mouth raised: "Be a good person."

"...good guy?"

"Yes, good man."

The Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth is a bad guy, which is determined by their nature - the essence of the Gate of Truth is the lackey of the Mirican chaebol.

Collect intelligence for them, take charge of the underground order, do the dirty work, and ensure the safety of those chaebols themselves.

Count on these lackeys to be good people, why don't you expect the chaebols in Millikin to buy and sell nooses at high prices among themselves and their colleagues, and then hang everyone together?

So this is not a conflict of interest at all, but a basic difference in philosophy, an irreconcilable contradiction.

Neither Gate of Truth nor the East European division matter, but without them, it matters.

Sister Balalaika laughed at herself: "I'm afraid I don't have that ability, and the situation doesn't allow it."

"What is not allowed? KSB? Or those oligarchs?"

"Both—they need some bad guys and some not-so-bad guys, and we all have our own rules."

"So we're back to the original topic." Madam Ma's eyes under the sunglasses couldn't be seen clearly, but those eyes swept over as if they were real: "What were you doing back then, and what are you doing now?"

"...to live." Sister Balalaika said in a calm voice, "I wanted to live back then, and I still want to live now."

It's just that I wanted to live with dignity back then.

Now... It's good to be alive, even if it's like a dog, but at least it's still alive.

"It's impossible for you to engage in a big fight to dig out that unbreakable alliance from the frozen soil. I can understand that."

Madam Xiaoma said coldly: "But let you re-establish an order that is at least not as chaotic as it is now, no longer being led by those big oligarchs and interest groups as dogs, no longer beating each other to the head for a bone Broken blood, you can't do it?"

"..." Sister Balalaika cut off the burning cigar with her head, put it back into the box after it was extinguished: "I can't do it, although I really want to say something else, but I have passed that age of blood boiling, now I To be responsible for my subordinates, they have their own lives... We can fight against the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth, but we don’t have the strength to promise to rebuild the entire underground order.”

"This, okay?" Miss Ma took out a stack of gold cards and spread them out on the table.

The bright golden light reflected for a moment so that her cheeks showed a golden light and shadow.

"Okay, kneel down and be a dog." Sister Balalaika's head was still calm: "Go and win over those high-level people, open up relationships, give them benefits and do things for them at the same time, they will be very happy to see interesting lackeys appear."

"Then this! Can you stand up!" Miss Ma slapped her heavy auxiliary pistol on the table.

The sci-fi shape and huge caliber of the little helper show an industrial sense called violent aesthetics.

"Yes, but be prepared to be targeted." Sister Balalaika shook her head: "They will not allow such forces to exist. This has already threatened their foundation."

"Then this! Add this!" Madam Xiao Ma put the gold card and the gun together: "Can you?"

"...Are you really from the Republic?" Sister Balalaika narrowed her eyes.

"My lord, Zhang Pockmark!" Madam Xiaoma rolled up her sleeves, "Although I don't have pockmarks on my face, they think I should have one, because they don't believe that a guy like a bandit has a handsome name!"

"Although I don't understand the meaning of these last words, force plus money corruption can work in most places in the world, but it needs to spend a lot of money and use a lot of force-it's definitely not like a small The level of children playing house."

"I'm quite curious that there is still a place where this set can't be used, where?"

"...Let me ask again, are you really a republican?"

"Oh, I understand everything, I understand." Miss Xiao Ma suddenly realized.

In the mainland of the Republic, the dark world organization's military force is engaged in this set, I am afraid that the artillery of the Ninth Bureau is not heavy enough...

Sister Balalaika thought for a while, and raised three fingers: "I need at least [-] million. If I want to do what you said, I need that much in the first stage."

"Specific use?"

"Re-recruit manpower, prepare weapons, and half of them I will use to open joints."

"KSB's joint?"

"More, and there are more above."

"Tsk, it sounds like your country really sucks."

"Heh—it's more surprising to say that he has been able to persist until now. Although Vladimir compromised, he is still a good guy." Sister Balalaika showed a rare expression on her head. Counting the smiling expression: "We are used to being led by the tyrant. He has done something now, but it is not enough."

"Like a loving father?"

"...To be honest, those who forget the loving father are betrayals, but wanting to go back to the era of the loving father is foolish. We need to look forward. Even if the loving father is still there, the alliance may still be unbreakable."

If the loving father was still there, the map head would have been thrown to grow potatoes in Siberia long ago.

But it is obvious that even a particularly traditional hair girl like Balalaika cannot accept the high pressure of the fatherly era. Perhaps it is precisely because of such problems that Vladimir, who is now sitting in a high position, has not shown that kind of Absolute strength?

It's just that this has nothing to do with the dark world, the dark world returns to the dark world, and the light world returns to the bright world.

As long as things haven't reached the point where the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth has set up a nuclear bomb to target the Kremlin, even if people's brains in the dark world shoot out the dog's brains, it's still a matter of dogs biting dogs. Whoever wins will have to take the blame Take responsibility and everything will be fine in the future.

Sister Balalaika didn't think that the other party could come up with so much money.

Although the other party said that it was a big business worth several hundred million yuan, it may be a long-term business, spanning several years or even decades, which is normal.

Even Millikin, who is rich and powerful, will not throw money like this when funding those agents. After all, the budget is limited and the future is uncertain.

Usually they give millions of dollars, mainly to bind the agent itself, rather than investing in the entire organization that bets on the other party.

Then add some materials or information, and by the way, at the critical moment, I will move my lips, and come to a platform that is free and easy to express spiritual support.

Just this kind of combo has caused so many disputed areas around the world to continue fighting, and she thought that the Republic is also using this routine.

Sure enough, did everyone become what they hate?

Miss Ma thought for a moment, then put away the stack of gold cards on the table.

Sister Balalaika didn't say anything, her mood was so calm that she even wanted to laugh. She picked up the half of the cigar again and prepared to light it.

But then, her expression froze—this was probably the most vivid expression she had ever seen.

Because after Miss Ma put away the gold cards on the table, she took out another stack of cards with a slightly smaller number.

black card...

"If you dare to ask, I'll give it!" She spread out the stack of black cards on the table: "Cash! US dollars! Here is [-] million!"

Is twice enough?

Say thank you mom!Mom is so nice!

Sister Balalaika paused for a while to light her cigar, and it took several seconds before she came back from a trance and turned off the lighter of the cigar.

"Who the hell are you?"

She is now convinced that the other party is not the official of the Republic-an official of any country will not do such a thing.

Regardless of capital, a big country has money, not to mention [-] million, [-] billion can be used, but it will not be used here.

The big dogs are rich, so let them spend [-] million to support the agents of the dark world in an area to try?

With this money, wouldn't it be nice to go to Rabbit's house and look for some sealed weapons?

Anyway, they talk about sealing up all the time, no one cares where they are sealing up, it is normal for them to travel across the ocean and seal up in the desert!

"I'm just a Kamen Rider passing by. I told you, I'm here with friendship." Miss Ma didn't care, "I have money, I'll give it to you if you want it, and I can help you if you give it to me." Let me make a list, tomorrow you can directly read the news and obituaries, except for the one sitting in the Kremlin, I won’t move, everything else is fine!”

The khaki-colored elder sister hurriedly stopped her: "No, no, no, basically those on the protection list are not allowed, don't be impulsive!"

"..."

Sister Balalaika found that Sister Khaki was serious—not that she couldn't do it, but that she would really do it!

So who the hell is this? !

She found that she had repeatedly overestimated the other party, but still underestimated the other party's own strength and power far beyond her imagination.

Up to now, Sister Balalaika has a little bit of confidence that the other party has come with friendship...

After all, killer whales are gentle with seals, most likely because the former is really kind, not because they want to be fattened before eating.

"If I have this money, then I can ensure that I have the strength to fight the opponent within three months."

Sister Balalaika thought for a while, took the pen and paper on the table and listed the opponent's forces: "As far as is known, the opponent has at least three military bases, and the number of employees is scattered close to [-]. Most of these people are They were the soldiers who were exiled after the disintegration of the alliance, and I have a certain degree of confidence that they will no longer work for the other party."

For the Eastern European branch, these soldiers have no loyalty at all, they are nothing more than taking money to do things, similar to mercenaries.

Therefore, compared with the regular employees of other branches of the Gate of Truth, the Eastern European branch is especially unable to cope with this kind of internal personnel changes.

This is also the main purpose for Sister Khaki and Sister Xiaoma to choose the target on Maozi's local NPC from the very beginning-it is nothing more than to replay the united front of the year, which is very important for any republic who is familiar with history For people, they are all countermeasures that can be thought of.

"What if we want to turn them all around?" Madam Xiaoma said enthusiastically, "We can add more money!"

"...that's unrealistic."