After Becoming a Little Sister

The two men who were named looked at each other, and looked at the leading robber in unison.

The latter was silent for two seconds, squinted his eyes and took a deep look at Miss Ma, then raised his hand and waved it to signal action.

So the two robbers assumed the tactical posture of indoor CQC, put on a woman who walked swaying and looked as arrogant as if she was in the living room of their own home, formed a semicircle and pressed forward.

Approaching the place where the khaki-colored hair girl was hiding, Miss Ma seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly rolled and dodged behind the pillar next to her. The other two robbers followed subconsciously, but after hiding, they realized that nothing was wrong. He couldn't help but poke his head out from behind the pillar on the other side to check the situation in doubt.

"Bang—bang——"

With two gunshots in a row, the robbers who poked their heads out like a goose and had no way to fight back were directly beaten into melon skins, one was shot through the shoulder blade and the other was shot through the chest and abdomen, and they fell to the ground and couldn't afford it. , moaning, bleeding all over the ground.

The lead robber widened his eyes, and was about to shout angrily when he saw Miss Ma looked over with a 'stunned' expression, which was even more shocking than him.

"Are they idiots!" Madam Xiaoma pointed at the two robbers on the opposite pillar: "They can all be beaten?!"

As soon as these words came out, the leading robber opened his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

It seems...it seems that it is not the other party's problem...it seems to be?

He always felt that something was wrong, but it was true that his subordinates made a mistake when executing the tactics—the woman in the black windbreaker just moved quickly to hide first, but they themselves canceled all the tactical postures, even though There is a factor that the other party startled everyone first, but she was not the one who shot.

The leading robber took a deep breath and looked at his subordinates present.

Two people were knocked down, two went to the underground vault to get money, and there were four more people here—five, plus that one inexplicable participant.

No, maybe it's six... He glanced sideways at the bank executive not far away without leaving any trace.

The other party silently reached his lower back, turned sideways calmly, and nodded slightly to him.

It should be no problem for five people to fight one, and one back-up, right?

The leading robber raised his hand, gave a soft drink, and made a few tactical gestures, skillfully leading the people forward.

Madam Xiaoma pushed the sunglasses that had been shocked down before, and her expression was a bit playful - no wonder these guys have the guts to rob the bank directly, if they really argue with people inside, they might not be able to do it without the serious special forces, This tactical action can be thrown in the game as an action sampling prototype.

Even if she and her good sister Yu Cixin, there is no way to guarantee that they can kill each other quickly under such a cautious tactical stance.

Killing is sure, but there are people holding bombs in their hands, what should I do if one inadvertently blows up the other party and dies together?

Of course they won't be hurt, but it's hard to say for innocent people.

But that's where the fun lies... Madam Ma grinned, the achievement of clearing the level without injury is so sweet.

This kind of tourism project is much more interesting than Rua Pu the Great!

Poor Miss Khaki, a KSB special operator, just started to resist tenaciously under the unfavorable conditions of five against one. She seems to be able to predict where someone is moving. She doesn't need to aim at all, she just needs to reach out You can almost hit someone with a random shot.

The bullets that hit the pillars and tabletops splashed a cloud of stone chips and sawdust, and for a moment it turned out that the opponent suppressed them in turn.

Madam Xiao Ma was the one who shot the most fiercely with the other party. It was almost like a hatred. Every time the large-caliber pistol was shot, everyone's heart tightened in fright. It seemed that it was because the muffler was removed. The sound is no different from shooting flat with an anti-aircraft gun.

After a while, probably feeling that she couldn't hide anymore, the khaki hair girl jumped out from behind the pillar.

Immediately, several shuttles swept over, and Miss Ma even rolled forward with a look of deep hatred, wanting to grab the opponent and beat him to death.

But that's just a dress...

Sister Yu, who had taken off her coat, rolled out from another direction. The robber who was about to turn her gun was startled again by the gunshot from the side. Unknowingly, the group of them switched sides. In the location, Maomei in a sweater became the one in the middle, and there was a little girl in a black suit and white scarf in the place where the robbers passed.

She yelled, "Go to die, die to die—" In this case, she picked up the Kalashnikov dropped by the robbers before, and fired like crazy. She didn't hit Maomei with a single shot, but suppressed her. The allies couldn't lift their heads.

"Hey----"

Hiding behind a marble decorative wall, the leader of the robbers shrugged and roared, "What are you doing!!"

"She killed my dog! How dare she kill my dog ​​- doesn't she know that I will kill whoever kills my dog?!"

"..."

This reason was so absurd that for a moment the leader of the robbers thought it was true.

It's like some people's words and deeds are so stupid that people can't tell whether the other party is playing back.

But the reality is not a movie, after all, the gun needs to be reloaded. After scanning the shuttle, the robber who led the robber reckoned that the ksb operator should be gone. Hearing the sound of Madam Xiaoma reloading, he carefully poked his head out to see Eye.

There was still some liquid that should be bloodstains on the ground. The operator lay on the ground and twitched occasionally, and the gun in his hand fell to the side.

Just as she was about to make up for the lead robber, Miss Ma raised her hand to stop him: "Wait!"

"Wait for what?"

"Are you an idiot, don't you want such a good hostage? Don't forget the piss of your former colleagues, kill the hostage first and then negotiate with the robber, unless there is something about the identity of the hostage." Madam Xiaoma walked over and kicked the sweater away. Sister's gun, knelt down and pinched her face: "This is the kind with something!"

The leading robber thought for a while, then slowly lowered his gun, and said in a mocking tone: "You are more familiar with this than I imagined."

"Of course, I'm a professional villain." Madam Xiao Ma pinched the operator's face indifferently, and looked at her through the sunglasses.

The latter turned his back to the lead robber, and there was no panic on his pinched face, only the helplessness of rolling his eyes, and he opened and closed his mouth and asked silently, "Is it okay?"

Madam Xiao Ma, who squeezed her face out of a Morse message, smiled: "Of course."

The leading robber was about to say something, but he was attracted by the startled breath of his subordinates.

He glanced back at his subordinates, and then looked at the other wounded in astonishment—their in-law boy, the supervisor of the bank, who was also lying on the ground clutching his stomach as if he was dying, holding his hand. holding a gun.

This--

The leading robber suddenly turned his head back: "What have you done!!"

"What?" Miss Ma picked out her ears, "You'd better explain to me what you mean, I'm not that kind of bastard, I swear if you don't apologize to me, I will use my little The cowhide boots kick your ass hard!"

"You—you actually beat him to death!"

"Who?"

"He! He's very important!" The lead robber pointed at the bank executive who was about to bring the dog to him: "You bastard!"

"You told me that a hostage is very important?!" Miss Ma got angry, stood up and took out her gun: "Do you want me to kill some more to accompany him!"

She raised her hand and pointed her gun at the leading robber, and the latter's subordinates also subconsciously pointed their guns at her, but there was not much intention of shooting between the two parties.

Even the robbers under his command felt that this was pure shit—more importantly, of course, they had no contact with the director of the second and fifth sons, and they had no relationship. At most, they knew that the other party was a half-companion, and they shared the money together after the ticket was done. .

Now there is still one less, and the woman in front of her is a lunatic, and the bomb strapped to her body is enough to send everyone to heaven.

The leading robber gasped heavily, and glared at Miss Xiao Ma viciously. The latter stared back at him not to be outdone, as if he was willing to die together if he had the ability, fully interpreting the temperament of a villain.

This is not called a bad guy, who else can say that he is a bad guy?

Disregarding human life is a basic cultivation, and there is no fear of dying together. She is terrified of others asking for money. These days, she is afraid of being violent, and afraid of being desperate, but even if she is desperate, she is also afraid of a lunatic like her.

For a dog who dares to argue with KSB's special operators, even cyberpunk dare not do this these days.

After a while, the leading robber took a deep breath: "He's one of us, you idiot!"

The other party is about to be taken away, and he naturally has no need to keep the other party secret-you must know that in the original plan, the other party has to play the role of a hero who is not afraid of danger, and push the blame on the bank manager. I can continue to take care of business and be a repeat customer.

But now it seems that the only way to help him get rid of the bad temper of the bank manager is to help him go to heaven with satisfaction.

The scolding was scolding, but the tone eased in the end, and the robbers under him also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your people?" As if she had figured something out, Miss Ma put on a look of sudden realization: "Oh, ghost!"

"..."

"Also, your mother is an idiot, tell me sooner!" Sister Ma said, taking out a box from her pocket: "Take it!"

"what?"

"Powerful first aid medicine, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, it's something that even KSB can't get, it's from the laboratory." Miss Ma pushed her sunglasses: "An injection is worth at least [-] U.S. dollars. Even the rich don’t have to buy the things that the rich save their lives——I’ll deduct it from the money he shared later!”

"You fired the gun!"

"You didn't say he was yours! Half price! Fifty thousand!"

"..."

Never coming out, the lead robber who was led by the other party felt that his mother was indeed an idiot, otherwise he should have shot her to death in the first place, instead of keeping such a crazy person who tossed himself!

But looking at the 'body armor' around the opponent's waist, he still forced himself to suppress his anger.

At worst, if one more person gets some money, he can get a powerful thug in the future... No loss... This wave is no loss...

He looked suspiciously at the box in his hand, but he gave the bank executive an injection with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a doctor. The latter trembled for a while and then passed out, but his face miraculously gradually returned to rosy , the original gunshot wound is no longer bleeding.

"How about it, is it effective?" Miss Ma waved at him: "Give me the rest."

Looking down at the injection box in his hand, the leading robber shook his head and put it in his pocket: "It looks really useful, I bought it."

"You and I just swallowed good things that money can't buy?" Madam Xiaoma took off her sunglasses and said incredulously, "What do you mean?"

"I mean I trust you, you should be happy." The lead robber looked at her, and then gestured to the sweater Maomei with his chin: "The KSB people are not so easy to mess with, those hyenas want to track you, Even if we send you out, we have to pay a lot of money, this is a deposit, understand?"

"...You're ruthless!" Madam Xiao Ma put on her sunglasses again: "So now that the scene is under control, what are you going to do?"

As she said that, she stepped on the sweater Maomei's chest with such force that it almost crushed the other's chest.

No matter who looks at it, they will feel that the two have a blood feud in the previous life, but if the relationship is not so hateful, they will not do such a thing. Come out, and we'll leave."

"Steal the car or let your people come?" Xiao Ma took out a pistol: "If it is to steal the car, it's time to prepare now."

"" When talking about the leader of the robber, he was upset: "If you hadn't blown up my car, why would it be so troublesome?"

"Blame me?" Madam Xiaoma spread her hands, "Then I'll pay you a car, but after you leave, what will you do?"

"...Go grab the car, grab a truck, or you won't be able to take it away. There are gold bars in the vault below, and we'll move them up as soon as they arrive."

"Gold bars?" Miss Xiao Ma's eyes lit up: "How can these few people be enough, hurry up and ask a few more people to help!"

"It costs more money to ask more people, and you can only get the most basic one, don't think about how much you can have! If you don't agree, then find a way to escape by yourself! The Siberian ice sheet is not so Easy to go!"

Miss Xiao Ma reached out to pick up the notebook and pencil next to her, and wrote and drew on it: "You mean, just these few people?"

"if not?"

"It's just a few people, that's good—" Without raising her head, she wrote the letters "Death Note" on the cover of the notebook: "I'm still worried about what will happen if there are too many of you. It’s the kind of protagonist who tries hard to kill all the villains, and then suddenly a few hidden ones appear, making the finale a mess..."

"...What do you mean?!" The leading robber felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously became alert.

But the other party neither drew his gun nor was aggressive, but lowered his head and wrote something undefended, which made him feel like he didn't quite understand what the other party said, so the wrong interpretation led to the wrong hostility. sense.

This feeling of trance reached its peak when the other party handed the book in front of him.

It was an ordinary notebook for taking notes, and the pencil was also an ordinary pencil with yellow paint, and the tip of the pen was broken so that it was not so sharp.

"You—" Before he had time to ask the other party what he was going to do, the leading robber only felt a blur in front of his eyes.

Then there was the sigh of the woman in the black windbreaker and white scarf: "Who says a pencil can't stab people to death?"