After Becoming a Little Sister

"I—" Poseidon Poseidon had no time to put on her glasses, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she turned sideways to avoid the white light piercing from the side.

The 'sharp blade' with metallic texture passed between her neck and neck, causing the skin of her neck to convulse slightly.

She turned around suddenly, her left foot unreservedly burst out with a fiery tail flame, pushing her whole body towards the opponent in a sharp knee-bumping gesture!

Launching an attack on her from the side, and the presence of aura that had been lurking until then, this operation made cold sweat break out of her back forcibly.

——What kind of opponent is this level of concealment method? !

But at the last moment when the sharp knee hit the top, what was reflected in her pupils was a... child who had no focus?

It was a half-grown child, and the so-called sharp knife in his hand was nothing more than a delicate fork for a fruit platter.

This? !

At the moment when her knee was about to hit the opponent's chest, and would completely collapse the opponent's chest in the next instant, a flash of shining gold flashed between the corners of her eyes.

It was a figure with frightening speed, and when there was no time to send, it punched the side of her knee——

"clang------"

PS: Momo, Momo, how can you be so lazy, starting tomorrow, you can't play cards!

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1172 1126-Magic Mrs. Jin

That punch was as strong as a rushing dump truck!

Although it's not handsome at all, and a normal dump truck would not engrave the crossing circle on the front of the car, but this does not prevent Poseidon Boji from being sent flying horizontally by this sudden punch.

Even because the force of this punch was too strong, Seagod Boji's leg body transformation weapon components were punched to the point of screaming like metal fatigue and twisting, and the hot gushing flames drove her whole body in a distorted posture in the air After turning over twice, he fell down in embarrassment.

She flew aside, like in all superhero movies or fighting animations. After landing, she pressed one hand on the ground and tried to brake, but she still slid sideways for several meters, and then stopped slowly with a puff of smoke.

Mrs. Jin stood between her and the young man, and turned her head to glance at the absent-eyed young man expressionlessly.

The latter didn't seem to notice what was in front of him at all, just waved the fork in his hand mechanically, trying to give Mrs. Jin a bite too.

Then Mrs. Jin's probing hand directly pinched her, and the whole person was pressed to the ground in a grasping posture, completely unable to resist.

"If you can darken the world at this level, then you really have enough opponents."

Mrs. Jin sighed, looking at Sea God Bo Ji, meaning something.

"...I didn't expect him to attack me suddenly, and I pulled back at that time."

"Yeah, it's confiscated—machinery and so on, used on humans, after all, it's not as easy as the body itself that has evolved over tens of thousands of years."

At least for now, Mrs. Jin didn't say the whole thing.

Poseidon Boji naturally has no way to refute. After all, she—or the entire body transformation of the Gate of Reality is actually only in the embryonic stage of the current technological development, and it is far from fully mature. These mechanical limbs are tyrannical, but Subtle control is indeed not as good as those pure physical masters.

If I have to say it, it is probably the idea of ​​breaking through ten meetings with all my strength. If you want to shoot accurately, you can directly shoot at the door with the heavy gun, and wipe out the cover together.

It's just that the Republic uses it in this way in the military's overall tactical planning, and the center-to-door artillery is only a part of the team.

The Gate of Truth is used in this way, and it is used on individuals. It is the path of elite soldiers, highlighting the different ideas of the future of the Republic and Millikin.

Well, a full-bomb bomb blasted the ****, and an elite infantry broke in alone, no matter how you think about it, you have a sense of sight.

Sure enough, everyone is living the way they hate...

Mrs. Jin held down the guy, tested the strength of the opponent's struggle, thought for a while, and cut the opponent's aorta directly with the knife.

The boy limply lay on the ground, his whole body fainted, and seeing that it had stopped, only at this moment did other people who were far away run over.

"Take him in, this kid... is abnormal, but not an enemy."

"Is it hypnotism? Like Butler Yuko?" The gold-edged maid rushed over with lingering fear.

"Well, it should be—hey, guy over there, what's your name?"

"...Poseidon." Poseidon sighed, knowing that she was being targeted by the other party, she could only walk over: "I reiterate, I have no malicious intentions, I am now your senior advisor of Bureau Nine, The kind that takes two hundred and eight meals to make up for, my own people."

"Why is it only two hundred and eighty... Oh, you are an outsider, so it's okay."

Mrs. Jin waved her hand: "I don't blame you, it's normal to have a big reaction. At this time, everyone's heart is tense. Next, you and I will act together. The other party is said to have taken a group of hostages. They are in the resort restaurant over there. inside."

Poseidon Poseidon thought about it, and found that she was actually not that nervous.

The main reason is that that one is coming, and the next thing is that the opponent is thinking about how to escape, and it has nothing to do with her anyway.

Hmm... If I have to say it, the only way is to find a specific target before the other party comes, so that I can get a reward for the lousy money?

She didn't know if Mr. Song's reward was still counted, but at this moment, she could only act with the other party.

Even though this inexplicable Lu Wugou doesn't look like a member of the Republic, his behavior style also has the reckless atmosphere that the Republic often says, and he doesn't have the slightest sense of official admission now. like home.

But the biggest difference between the other party and myself lies in their different origins.

Nationality of the Republic, a famous family in Huanxiguan—this kind of guy, not to mention the face of a hairy girl, even if he is a real little monster, he is also a direct descendant of the Republic.

Haven't you seen those murderous Marine Corps hunks who can always immediately perform Sichuan opera and change their faces like brothers and sisters when they face the compatriots of the Republic?

What a strange country... people are also very strange...

Poseidon Boji followed Madam Jin: "What do you mean by hypnosis?"

"Literally, the other party can control other people in a certain way. We encountered the same situation before. One of our own lost consciousness and launched an attack on us."

Mrs. Jin thought for a while, and gestured with her chin to a hotel building that was under martial law not far away: "I guess, among the so-called intruders over there, there are also many ordinary people who have been hypnotized."

Poseidon Poseidon thought for a while, nodded and said: "The intelligence information side did say that before. Among the so-called enemy targets, there are some guys with normal information. The intelligence analysis side thinks they may be lurkers."

Now it seems that those are ordinary people...

"Intelligence analysis?" Mrs. Jin turned around in surprise: "Which system are you connected to?"

"Here at the Ninth Bureau, my agent is working part-time in the intelligence analysis department of the Ninth Bureau." Seagod Boji raised her hair and took off the communicator: "This."

Mrs. Jin thought for a while, and used the same action to lift her hair and take off the earphones: "Information sharing, there is another separate intelligence analysis system on the Wuyou Island, which is mainly used for personnel identification at present. Let's see how the two sides It’s a pity that my...cough, let’s ask your side.”

Poseidon Boji sighed, so it's fine that he became a small follower, why did he still work as a clerical staff?

On the other side, Mrs. Jin walked up to the building after handing over the friend-or-foe identification system developed by Butler Youzi, and raised her head to look up: "What's the situation?"

The people in the Martial Law Building were part of the Marine Corps members who rushed over urgently. Few knew Mrs. Jin, but most of them knew the head maid in gold.

The latter stood behind Madam Jin and bowed slightly: "This is the sister of our Madam Wuchen."

The commander of the Marine Corps circled around for a while, and then looked at Madam Jin with astonished eyes: "Are you—a half-breed? Hula Hugh?"

"What a mess, I'm Russian, a native of the Northland." Mrs. Jin rolled her eyes: "Ask your superiors, just say that Mrs. Jin is here in the Northland, and ask if anyone knows me."

What a big breath!

The commander of the Marine Corps looked at the mandarin of the other party's correct accent and the taste of the Northland, pressed the earphone to ask about the situation, and then looked at Mrs. Jin's expression, which became more and more subtle.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, how could I still have a day to cooperate with the leader of the gangster in the gray area?

"Cough... now someone has taken hostages inside, right in the lobby on the ground floor, there are 15 enemies in total, 5 of them are mercenaries whose files have been found, and they are active in the Caucasus region all the year round, and the other 10 people... It's strange, before All the information is tourists, but now they are doing the same hijacking behavior as those mercenaries."

"How many hostages are there?"

"One person hijacked one. Among the 15 hostages, there were 7 males and 8 females, and there was a child on the female side."

Saying that the commander of the landing team wanted to add something, he opened his mouth but stopped.

It can't be said that the child was brought over by his own people before, but he was kidnapped within a few minutes after being put in.

What is this called?If I knew those bastards were so courageous, I should have kept the children with me all the time.

The commander of the Marine Corps did not expect Madam Jin to provide any support in terms of combat power. He just felt that if the other party was the leader of Wuyou Island, then it would be okay to give some other support, such as the design of the hotel building or Coordination of staff.

But Mrs. Jin had an expression of '15 people are a bit too many, how should I deal with it', her eyes were flickering, and she just stood there without moving.

"...?"

The commander of the Marine Corps looked at the gold-edged maid, and gestured to Mrs. Jin with subtle movements.

What's up with this man?

"Please wait a moment." The latter nodded slightly: "The design drawing of the hotel's building is already looking for it, and it will be available soon."

"No, it's better for you to retreat a bit, and if there is any commanding height nearby, let's set up a sniper rifle, when the time comes—"

"No need." Mrs. Jin glanced across the corner of the hotel lobby, and then looked up at the second floor of the hotel's outer wall: "I'll go through the ventilation duct... contact the hotel, and when I get there, You cut off the electricity supply to the hotel."

For large hotel buildings—or office buildings, it is a dream to have good lighting.

Even in broad daylight, the lights in large buildings must be turned on throughout the year to ensure visibility. This is especially true for buildings such as hotels that require a large number of load-bearing wall structures to support them. The seemingly resplendent buildings are actually thanks to the chandeliers.

Mrs. Jin was sure that as long as the power was cut off, the visibility over there would become extremely dim in an instant. After all, in order to avoid attacks from the outside world, these guys were hiding in dark corners with their backs against the wall.

"Are there any flash bombs?"

"Yes, but what's the use if you're alone?" The Marine Corps commander said angrily, "They have a full three automatic rifles, and everyone else has knives. If one is not careful, the hostage will be injured."

It is very difficult to bring a gun to the island of worry-free. After all, the entrances and exits of the island of worry-free are all airports and seaports in line with international standards, and the security measures are strict.

It must have taken a lot of effort for the opponent to bring the coffin-like thing through a special channel, and only a little of the other light weapons, but this 'little' is compared to the insanity of the nine rounds.

Under normal circumstances, in such a densely populated place, the three automatic rifles are like a big killer that sweeps the audience.

It is impossible for the commander of the Marine Corps to agree to such a reckless attack. This is not no man's land.

If it was no man's land, he would have directly called the carrier-based aircraft to strike air-to-ground directly, and it was Mrs. Jin's turn to join in the fun?

"I know, but it's useless to have a gun. Within seven steps, a fist is fast." Mrs. Jin looked at her watch, and then looked back at the head maid with a gold border next to her: "Go to San'er's Taoist temple and take this thing find out."

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and flipped through a photo for the other party to see.

It was a strange box, it looked like it should be half a person tall, with a dark color of ebony, and there were traces of seam assembly on the outside.

"what is this?"

"Toys... But for now, it is useful. This thing is on the other side of the hall of the original Taoist temple. The explosion should just suppress it."

To be precise, this is armor, the armor of the Mohists, similar to the iron man in ancient costume, invulnerable to fire and water.

Mrs. Jin is confident that with this thing, coupled with the toolman of Sea God Bo Ji, she can suppress these guys in an instant.