After Becoming a Little Sister

The blood vessels in front of Lianhua's forehead twitched slightly: "Dear? How?"

"Cough—" Khaki Kuangfang felt that the other party was trying to make things difficult for him, and if he wanted to say anything, he would probably be gone.

He slumped his shoulders helplessly: "Miss, say something!"

"...that's sloppy." Aliya also sighed: "Let's stop here, you all put this matter aside, let me think about what to do."

What can she do?A captain thanked his mother for giving her a Shura field?

Absolutely!There is such a mother!

Aliya's gloomy expression lasted until the evening, and she couldn't even retreat when she was telling stories with Xiong Luoli. That's why she complained when she was reading fairy tales, and she looked like she wanted to do something to kill everyone .

Xiong Luoli yawned and waved her hands: "I'm tired, come here——you all step back."

"..." Aliya glanced at her, stretched out her hand to round her cheeks, flattened them, and stretched them out, playing with her for a while before letting her go: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, sooner or later you will fall asleep!"

"Spring is sleepy, summer is exhausted, and autumn is sleepy, and winter is cold and sleepy..." Xiong Luoli muttered, curled up under the quilt and fell asleep hugging her sister's body.

Lianhua took off her glasses, put the book in her hand on the bed, lifted the quilt and patted the sheets: "Aya?"

"No." Aliya cleared her throat: "You should rest first, I still have something to do."

"... Really busy?" Lianhua narrowed her eyes, "Or pretending to be busy?"

"It's really busy." Alia smiled, "It's not that there are many things that have not been resolved. Balalaika Xionggu has made an appointment with some two or five boys - strong men who have surrendered. Those guys will be at the Gate of Truth during the day. I’m wandering around, and I’m only free after work at night, so I just have to meet them and try to coerce them—I mean, let’s talk about ideals or something, and win them over.”

Lianhua looked at her fixedly, then sighed: "Okay, Aya, just be careful."

"Let's go, go to bed first, don't leave the door for me—"

Watching Alia's slipping back, Lianhua hugged Xiong Luoli: "Xiaomei, do you think she is really busy?"

"In the past...blockers..." Xiong Luoli twisted her body in her arms, vaguely: "After marriage...the savior...hulu..."

……

……

Madam Xiao Ma looked indifferent.

More than indifference, it is simply very indifference: "If you want money, I can give it to you. If you want power, I can help you. I just want one thing."

A fat man sitting in front of the conference table was trembling with fat all over his body: "What, what?!"

"It's very simple for you." She slapped a stack of gold cards on the table with her left hand, and slapped her little helper with her right hand: "I want a list, the list of your East European branch of the Gate of Truth, new of."

For Lubyanka, there's nothing more motivating than a new roster.

After confirming the conspiracy theory of "everything is imperialism's obsession with self-destruction", the disseminated materials and news have paid off, and Maozi's top management now has a lot of opinions on the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth.

There were even rumors that the assessment items had been changed when the boss was about to be replaced. According to the new assessment items, it was said that whoever could solve this matter perfectly would be able to get enough bonus points.

Whoever gets more points will naturally be able to become the new boss of KSB and be the emperor's confidant.

This is not too difficult for the current two candidates - it is impossible to use a violent organization at the national level to clean up a dark world organization. It must be a shameful guy like Nan Bang, and Mao Zi It doesn't matter to the fighting nation.

But after deciding to attack the opponent, how to do it becomes a new problem.

Is it to make a batch and release a batch to make Siberia mess up, and reshuffle the dark world order in Siberia and even the entire Eastern European region?

Or do you want to win over a group and suppress a group, read it as clean up the Eastern European branch, write murders and set fires and be recruited, maintain the superficial stability and the general order and rules remain unchanged, and everyone eats and drinks well?

Ms. Ma decided to add fire to the Eastern European branch of the door of truth, but before adding firewood, she had to have a new list first.

This fat man is a fat man without faith, he has money to do things, and the other party has been working for the Eastern European branch, doing a job similar to HR in the company, commonly known as the personnel management of the logistics department.

But everyone knows that the personnel department has never done personnel affairs, let alone this is an organization in the dark world.

Swindled, forced to go to Liangshan, bought and sold children from a young age, or bought high-level executives for my use, the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Reality has never done any good work to improve benefits, salary and bonuses. The management has made all the money, and the bottom line is just to keep food and clothing.

If it weren't for the big brand and wide face, those who have a little choice will not continue to follow along.

But in the dark world, it’s like going to a restaurant. The restaurant on the left is known as a century-old restaurant. It is luxuriously decorated and brightly lit. Will choose more people.

It may be more expensive, or it may not be delicious, but it will not be unhygienic or unsafe.

The most important thing in the dark world is health and safety, and small organizations suffer from such details as lack of fame and packing up.

This is also why the Dark World Organization implements the rule that the winner takes all, and the strong get stronger, rather than serious market competition—it would be better to say that those who are capable of market competition will use their heads to mess with the Dark World...

This person was brought over by the girls recruited by Balalaika Xionggu, but he didn't expect it to be a grand banquet. There were no Ukrainian girls, no good wine and good food, but there was a sideshow - with a gun here.

He shrank his neck and almost cried: "This... this lady... I really don't know! I don't understand anything!"

Madam Xiao Ma sighed: "It seems that you want some benefits, so how about I have a fling with you?"

"……what?"

"In fact, I have always liked you, especially your culture."

Miss Ma took out her little helper, unloaded the magazine, replaced it with the revolver magazine, then stuffed a bullet into it, and then randomly messed up the revolver magazine, and heard the rattling metal friction sound.

"For example, Russian roulette or something—how about [-] dollars a round? The second round will double it for you, and the third round will double again. This is an exponential explosion."

The first round is 3 yuan, the second round is 6 yuan, and the third round is directly 12 yuan. If you follow the joke of enlarging rice on a chessboard, you can’t make up so much rice if you turn the whole of Eastern Europe upside down. After all, it’s not here. Talcum powder happy cylinder.

In theory, as long as this buddy is lucky enough, he can get a full 5 US dollars on the premise of not being biued for 48 rounds in a row.

You must know that as one of Gao Tianyuan's nominal leaders, the Xuanpao Tyrant Lu Yanqing's annual salary is only 500 million U.S. dollars. Although she doesn't go to work to clock in all day and even fishes and speaks ill of Gao Tianyuan, she knows that she is a good leader. It took me a whole year to earn such a sum of money.

In comparison, you don't need to pull the trigger five times in one minute to get a good deal of 1 US dollars. Doesn't it show her generosity?

If you're more ruthless, you can hit the last shot too!Now it directly soared to 96, going straight to the ranks of millionaires.

She had a good idea, and the fat man in the personnel department immediately sweated down his back, feeling bad all over.

He gritted his teeth, and tried to stand up with trembling legs leaning on the back of the chair: "I, I—"

Originally thinking about trying to escape, he "I" for a long time, then stared at the little helper in the opponent's hand, slowly widened his eyes, opened his mouth wide and could not speak, as if someone As if blocking his throat.

"It's...it's you?!" Shaking his hands, the fat man from the personnel department looked as if he had seen the Great Demon King: "It's you!"

"What is me? Do you understand again?" Miss Ma picked out her ears: "Just tell me if you are willing to make a new list for me, then I will respect you. If you want to play roulette , then I’ll treat you to Bandao noodles.”

Maozi’s language does not have a detailed translation of the slang term Bandaomian, but Nvwa ingeniously translated it into твикс. This word is a literal translation of a Twix chocolate bar that sells very well in Maozi, and it is used as a stalk In other words, it exists like a Snickers bar, but the meaning becomes 'no passing score', which means that Mo will end well.

Miss Xiaoma didn't know that Nuwa had paid too much for her oral sex, but she just waited for the fat man in the personnel department to answer, holding a gun and trying to shoot something.

She was in a bad mood, if it wasn't for convincing people with reasoning, she would have beaten this guy to the point where Zhu Tou San didn't even know his mother.

"..."

The fat man from the personnel department sat back, wiped his sweat, and his face was full of justice and seriousness: "I don't care about money or not. I just think that the Eastern European Branch of the Gate of Truth is really not a good thing. As a mistake, I Innocent people who are forced to work for them have long been expecting heroes like you, lady, to rescue us!"

"?" Madam Xiaoma looked at the gun in her hand, and then at the other person's face—so afraid of death?

She didn't believe it, mainly because the other party agreed too quickly, which made her feel that the other party was determined to lie to her, and even couldn't wait.

After all, the villain prefers the opponent who is dying. If this kind of opponent is the loyal subordinate of so-and-so, the kind who is loyal, then he wants it even more, even if he uses the opponent's lord as a blackmailer. Chips are also wanted.

It has nothing to do with the tauren, it is purely that once such a person is loyal to him, he is trustworthy, because it is hard to come by.

If I had voted at the beginning, then I would not be valued very much. Similarly, the fat man in the personnel department suddenly became so cooperative, which made Ms. Xiaoma very unfulfilling. She was still planning to play a wave of GIF pictures. .

...how about playing now?

With that in mind, she lowered her head and started reloading.

She randomly stuffed a few bullets into the reel magazine. Of course, there was a gap. If Yan Shuangying gambled with her on the feel of the gun and there were no bullets in the gun, it was not certain who would win. Such a change in the weight of several grams in the gun can't be noticed-if the masters of the dark world really have the heart, then if they change jobs as skilled workers, maybe many of them can rush to the level of eighth-level technicians.

The fat man from the personnel department sat tremblingly, leaning on the sofa with half-drawn buttocks, smiling with a humble look: "Ma'am, as long as you tell me, I will definitely serve you, I—ah! Ah—what are you doing?! "

doing what?

Miss Ma raised her gun to his head: "Sorry, I'm a policeman."

Saying this, he pulled the trigger——

"Click-"

The crisp sound of machine extension made the fat man in the personnel department tremble violently. The fat on his stomach trembled like a swimming ring, and the fat on his cheeks bounced off the sweat that fell from his forehead. It looks very much like a Shar Pei who just got out of the water and shakes his body to shake the water.

Miss Ma looked at her gun suspiciously, raised it to the side and pulled the trigger towards the floor.

"boom----"

The muffled sound was accompanied by the gunpowder smoke from the muzzle, and the flames engulfed the air waves from the muzzle, blowing the bangs on the fat man's face, which were few and far between, making his cheeks pale.

"What, I thought it was stuck..."

Muttering so, Miss Ma pointed the gun at him again and pulled the trigger!

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Huh?" As if unaware that the fat man in the personnel department was already trembling with fright, Miss Xiao Ma pointed the muzzle of the gun to her eyes suspiciously, and checked to see if there was something blocked in the barrel.

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Looking into her eyes, she pulled the trigger again—

"Click-"

Then move away and shoot at the ground.

"boom----"

A man with a mental illness is equipped with a gun that resembles a neuropathy. The fat man in the personnel department lay on the ground, hugged his head and shouted: "Stop beating! Stop beating! I'll say anything you want! I'll say everything!"

"I don't want it anymore." Madam Xiao Ma pointed her gun at him, "People like you have no professional ethics and are not worthy of trust."

"I--"

"Click-"

"Ah ah ah ah ah------"

When Aunt Balalaika Xiong came in, what she saw was a fat man lying on the ground screaming like a crazy groundhog, with his head in his hands sweating profusely, and his whole body trembling like chaff.

Behind him, Miss Ma pointed the gun at the ceiling, pulling the trigger as if playing with a lighter.

"..."

What is this doing?

She put down the suitcase in her hand: "I have invited several key people, and they are next door... What does this mean?"