After Becoming a Little Sister

Could it be some kind of precious scientific research instrument?Or a special laboratory weapon sample?

But she had to vent her anger on her daughter, and it was a bit difficult: "Miss, where are you going to send this thing?"

"Poseidon, a cruise ship, this is something that a little guy on the ship left behind, and it happens to be useful this time, why, do you have other arrangements?"

"...No, it's better to say it's just right." Bai Dongcheng took a deep breath, smiled coldly, and looked at the fat director: "It just so happens that I'm going there too!"

As she spoke, she shook her hand, and a palm-length throwing knife slipped out of her sleeve, and she just threw it at the information wall next to her.

The movement is fast and the posture is very casual, just like waving a hand, which catches people off guard.

But in the next second, under the dull sound of "噗嗤——", the intelligence picture of the Poseidon hanging on the wall was directly pierced, and the entire wall behind was pierced.

The flying knife sank deep into the wall. From their perspective, they could only see the red ribbon left outside, while the blade penetrated the wall, and a sharp knife tip emerged from the other side.

A poor mosquito was nailed to death in it, only showing a little trembling toes...

"Bai-dong-cheng-"

The fat bureau chief screamed and jumped: "You pay me! My meeting room that I just finished didn't even smell of formaldehyde! You poked a hole for me again—what to look at! What to look at! From your allowance buckle!"

Sister Shenxian also looked over, her eyes were very natural, and her posture was very casual.

"You didn't even look at it again—" Fat Director's waist immediately collapsed: "You can see it, you can see it... Cough, if you are not satisfied, just poke it! Where's the flying knife? Give the flying knife to Sister Lu quickly Get ready!"

"You fat bastard, you will be dealt with sooner or later..." Bai Dongcheng rolled his eyes speechlessly, then turned around: "Miss, do you have any other orders?"

"No, you go there first, I may be a little short of arrival, I have something else to do."

Elder Sister Shenxian rubbed her chin: "Should be able to arrive... should? Forget it, anyway, you can take care of it. Even if you don't go, she will be fine."

she?

Bai Dongcheng was thoughtful, did he mean his nieces?

Speaking of which, Sister Shenxian handed over the box that she had been holding with one hand and said, "Here, take it."

Bai Dongcheng took it with his hand, and the next second, the entire thick metal safe fell down and hit the ground with a bang.

"boom----"

The tiles that had just been decorated and still had traces of beautifying agent suddenly cracked, leaving traces like spider webs, and a circle of undetectable dust waves swayed away.

The fat bureau chief trembled, as if he had been hit on him.

"This—" Bai Dongcheng's eyes widened, and only then did he understand why the eldest lady kept holding it and didn't let it go.

She took a deep breath, lifted it up with both hands, but put it down again within a few seconds, and exhaled: "At least seven hundred catties... What the hell is this thing? It's all precious metals? "

"It's about the same." The fairy sister said happily, "the child's clothes."

"This is... clothes?"

"Yes, it's just a piece of clothing, and some children's toys." Sister Shenxian touched her chin: "I hope she likes it... Of course, I hope others will like it too."

"..."

PS: I got up early yesterday to help my friend’s wedding. It may be because I was blown by the cold wind and didn’t have enough rest. I had a vasospasm headache. I wrote a little manuscript, and I didn’t read it when I got up this morning. I went to the hospital for an examination and came back at noon to find that it had been changed. I’m really sorry.

PS2: False updates are not enough. On the 1st of the first month, everyone has a leave slip sent by the system. Just ask for leave directly, and full attendance will not be deducted. In addition, Sister Otter, I updated 700 million words and asked for leave twice, all because of my physical strength The kind that can't hold on, there is still a bit of professional ethics... maybe?

PS2.5: Everyone must pay attention to rest, for sure. I was lucky last night because of vasospasm and headache. The doctor said that I had bleeding under the eyes. If I was unlucky, the rupture of the intracranial blood vessels disappeared immediately, so I tried my best during the day Go to bed early at night after work, stabilize the basic market first, and hold on to your life. I hope everyone understands.

PS3: I am rambling on so much nonsense, thank you for your concern, I will continue tomorrow (I will definitely make up for it when I get a grip)

Chapter 1068 1049-Go to bed early and wake up early for good health! (I'm almost done!

"Tuk-tuk--"

The sound of knocking on the door sounded at the door of a room in the VIP section.

A figure stood at the door, knocking on the door dully, with one hand propped on the wall, and its head half-drowned.

His face is hidden in the shadows, and his hair hangs down on both sides, soaked in strands of sweat, with large beads of sweat dripping down the ends of his hair. If someone looks up from the bottom, You can see his pupils shrunk to the size of a pinhead due to panic, the whites of his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and his hideous face...

The door was opened, and the woman in the windbreaker raised her eyebrows: "It seems that you failed?"

She poked her head out to look at the corridor, and then stepped aside: "I have already said that although human beings are fragile, they are quite cunning, you—"

【boom----】

There was a dull sound, and the flirtatious man who knocked on the door fell directly on the carpet in the cabin door.

At this time, the woman in the windbreaker saw the injury on the opponent's back.

In an instant, the chill was like an ice bucket poured down from the head, covering it heartily from head to toe.

A hideous wound opened from the back of the coquettish man's head to the tailbone like an unzipped zipper.

The pale bone stubble was exposed in the slightly squirming texture. The dried blood and the dried bone stubble section all indicated that the wound had been there for some time, and the flirtatious man hadn't even been able to heal himself.

The tall man poked his head out from the suite: "What happened?"

"...Adams, you—" the woman in the windbreaker took a deep breath, suppressing the slight trembling of her heart: "You carry him in first..."

She gritted her teeth, poked her head out again, and stared at the end of the corridor full of wariness.

It seems that in the next second, someone will rush out of the brightly lit luxury corridor with a sharp knife, cut them open with a grinning smile, dug out their spines and dismantled them—the prey and the hunter reversed at this moment Location, something terrifying enough to make xenomorphs fear, descended on the ship.

But no—not even the wind in the quiet corridor.

She slowly exhaled the depression in her chest, and closed the door gently and carefully, as if she was afraid of disturbing anything.

In the suite, the man who turned on the light also came out, and saw the wound on the coquettish man's back at a glance.

He frowned, squatted down halfway and pulled off his gloves, and lightly touched the skin of the opponent's wound with his slender fingers, his brows frowned even tighter: "The scorched marks... the court of the sacred scale? Witcher?"

Using the burnt sharp weapon to temporarily destroy their skin healing function is a common technique used by experienced demon hunters.

Rather, this technique is far more effective and cheaper than carrying special targeted medicines...

For them, anyone who can do this directly with a shot is definitely an old enemy.

The man who turned on the lamp flipped the hair on the back of the coquettish man's head, and saw the initial traces of the terrible wound: "Traces of blunt blows...and blades...axes? Are there any demon hunters who are good at using axes?"

The tall man shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I know the one with a gun, but I haven't seen one with an axe."

Human beings are stupid to fight with them. Operations such as flames and knives are effective, but they are definitely not as effective as firearms.

Usually, hand-to-hand combat is a life-saving method when the confrontation is at its most intense. It is commonly known as a life-saving blow, but the coquettish man does not have a muzzle, which means that the opponent directly confronted him with cold weapons from the very beginning—this It is more terrifying than the appearance of a senior witcher...

The woman in the windbreaker clenched her fists: "It's her...she's still on the boat—she's still on the boat!!"

"Who?"

"She didn't leave! We should leave now!" The woman in the windbreaker seemed to be stimulated by something: "We leave immediately! She is here! We all have to die! There is no way we can fight against that monster!!"

"Adams--"

The man who turned on the light let out a low drink, the tall man nodded, and reached out to grab the woman in the windbreaker.

The latter resisted subconsciously, but he didn't seem to gather his spirits. The tall man directly pressed her head and slammed it heavily on the wall of the cabin next to him. It even stabbed directly into her cheek, blood flowing.

But the pain brought the woman in the windbreaker back to her senses. She looked at her trembling hands and took several deep breaths before she settled down.

The tall man carefully removed the wooden thorns on her face, the wounds began to stop bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the remaining blood on the wounds quickly coagulated and scabbed. After falling, you can only see the new texture of light pink.

The man who turned on the lamp looked at her: "Is it better?"

"I'm fine." The woman in the windbreaker let go of her fist: "I'm fine...I'm just a little..."

"You said before that you wanted to challenge her, but your behavior just now was like a frightened lamb."

"...I overestimated myself." The woman in the windbreaker didn't realize that it was a shame to admit that she was inferior to that woman: "If you face her, you will also feel scared, Best, she is far more than you imagined. much more terrifying."

"So you think she did it?" The man who turned on the lamp looked down at the flirtatious man's back: "He should have tried to escape the first time... What happened, let him face a person holding a cold weapon?" When the time comes, will you choose to escape?"

He turned the flirtatious man over, looked at the front, and saw a wound mark on his chest.

The flesh and blood had healed, but the tear in the clothes still remained, as if it had been torn apart by some animal's claws.

The man who turned on the light squinted his eyes and picked up a little white paste left on his clothes, put it in his mouth and licked it: "..."

Gao Danan asked curiously, "What is it?"

"……cream."

"Cream?" The tall man scratched his head: "Martin hates cake the most. Why is there cream?"

"It should be left behind by the other party, this is a master." The man who turned on the lamp opened the eyelids of the coquettish man, and looked at his pupils: "He is in a suspended animation, and he won't wake up for a while, I want to ask clearly Whoever did it couldn't do it—fortunately, he wasn't killed by the other party."

If the head is beheaded, or the spine is directly removed, no matter how powerful the self-healing ability is, it will be for nothing.

"He needs fresh flesh and blood." Gao Danan twisted his neck: "I'll find some young people."

"Forget it, let him recover by himself, tonight is not suitable." The man who turned on the light looked in the direction of the hatch: "The best result is that the master was also severely injured by Martin, otherwise you may be alarmed if you go hunting outside. to each other."

Gao Danan nodded: "Okay, what about tomorrow? Shall we continue?"

"The three of us will act together tomorrow, so we naturally don't worry about each other." The man who turned on the lamp put on his gloves: "I want to see who it is that gave us such a big surprise..."

……

……

The next day, Aliya came out rubbing her waist.

The khaki-colored elder sister is eating breakfast, seeing her like this, the first reaction is that the other party is overindulgent.

"You still need to be restrained..."

Alia looked down at JIO under the other party's skirt, and then had a strange expression: "Where is your man?"

"..." The khaki-colored sister Yu blinked: "I—a man?"

"Sorry, slip of the tongue, the male version of you?" Aliya sat down opposite her: "You didn't act together?"

"No...why should I act with him?"

"It didn't happen between you—that's the kind, how should I put it?" Aliya waved her hands indiscriminately: "It's the kind of very interesting operation with the same name as yours?"

"No." The khaki-colored elder sister took a deep breath: "He and I are just friends."