After Becoming a Little Sister

"Yes, this is the easiest way to die. We do not guarantee that you will never be found, but we can do our best. According to the criminal investigation capabilities of the Nanbang area, after our disguise, it should be difficult to find you."

"No! It's not an ordinary car accident!" The black market quack gritted his teeth, and his breathing became short of breath: "It's going to use that kind of terrible car accident! I want him to find the fear of that day again... I want him to understand! Yes Someone came to ask for his life!"

"Please calm down and use more rational words to describe your needs." The unremarkable uncle recorded something in his notebook: "I am a killer, not a listener, and I have no interest in your past. If possible, I hope that as soon as possible Get the call, and move on, we have other things to do."

"First of all, I want a car accident!" The black market quack raised a finger: "No need for disguise, just a direct car accident!"

"Do you want to identify yourself?"

"...Yes!" The black market quack doctor's eyes were a little empty, showing a mad look: "I'm going to crush every bone of his with a car!"

"Did you drive the car?" Uncle Ping Qi frowned for the first time: "With all due respect, in that case you don't need our participation."

With 300 million US dollars, he can buy a hundred gangsters to watch each other 24 hours a day and night. If there is any loophole, just drive a car and kill the other party directly—unless the other party has a professional protection team on standby No normal person can withstand this kind of stalking and hatred.

"I don't have to drive...but anyway, I want the car to crush his bones, can that be done?"

"Normal vehicles can't do that, but heavy-duty vehicles can do it, but it requires planning time, which can extend the process cycle by a few days."

"No problem! I don't care to wait a few more days, but I hope he doesn't die immediately, I hope he can be sent to emergency care, and then I will perform rescue surgery on him myself!"

"..." Looking up from the book, the unremarkable uncle looked at this quack doctor seriously for the first time.

The other party's face was pale, and his cheeks showed the bad cyan color of long-term alcoholism. His thin body supported a tattered short-sleeved sleeve, with holes in the neckline, and a motley sweater with loose threads over the short-sleeves. , outside is a yellowish, wrinkled white lab coat.

The spirit of this man is abnormal no matter how you look at it, poor and impoverished, stubborn and impatient.

But the other party was able to save more than [-] kilograms of gold, just to re-stage a tragedy that I don't know if it counts as a distortion?

He thought for a moment and said softly: "If it is a regular hospital, we can help you disguise your identity and sneak in temporarily, but this process requires your cooperation."

"Okay! No problem!" The black market quack nods again and again, his eyes are shining: "St. Mary's Church Hospital!"

"Okay, is there a follow-up?"

"No, that's all, can it be done? It's possible, right!" He looked at the unremarkable uncle with hopeful eyes. He didn't seem to be discussing the evil deed of murder, but was talking about the child with the head teacher of his own child. How bright the future is, there is even a visible joy on his face.

"I'll repeat your request again. You don't need to deliberately disguise an accident. The impact of the truck will ensure that the basic large bones are broken, and then sent to the hospital for rescue, and you will perform the rescue operation yourself... What about the follow-up? Do you need us to end it? "

"No, please let me do it myself!"

"If you do it, we will not be responsible for helping you deal with the aftermath." After counting the gold bars, the hot girl Mu Yuko sincerely looked at the black market quack doctor: "For the sake of these lovely golds, if we do it, I can Help you escape, erase traces, disguise as a car accident plus a medical accident."

"..." The black market quack doctor lowered his head in silence for a moment, and when he raised his head again, there were two lines of muddy tears on his face, and his voice was calm: "I have been waiting for a long time, I was too cowardly at the beginning—that guy obviously drank it by himself. I drank alcohol, but repeatedly ran over my wife and children after the car accident. The reason is that if I was killed, I only need basic compensation, but if I was injured and disabled, the follow-up treatment would be very troublesome... If I had the courage to ignore him , even if I went to the operating room next door 10 minutes earlier, I would have a chance to find out that it was my wife and daughter..."

As he said that, he raised his hands to cover his face, his voice was low and stern: "I was thinking about trying to please him at the time - I even refused the nurse's request! I didn't expect them to be next door... I really didn't expect it. ...I waited seven years! Seven years! I don't care about anything else!"

"Seven years?" The hot girl Mu Yuko looked back at the TV on the wall: "If I remember correctly, this star seems to be in his twenties this year... in his twenties?"

"23 years old, debuted for three years... He was only 16 years old when he was drinking and racing." The black market quack wiped his face, raised his head and stared at the TV with gloomy eyes: "I heard him show off in the ward. At that time, my daughter was seriously injured in the car accident, but my wife was only slightly injured. After she rescued the child and went to check his condition, she was directly knocked to the ground."

As he said that, he stared at Mu Yuko: "Do you know how many times he crushed it back and forth?"

The hot girl Yuuko pouted: "Uncle, don't tell me this in a ghost story tone, I'm a killer—"

"...eight times, crushed back and forth eight times, and when I finally drove forward, my daughter was caught in the wheel and dragged forward for more than 20 meters..."

"Tsk tsk, it's really scum..." The hot girl Yuuko scratched her head: "No matter how you hear it, it's intentional injury, not a traffic accident, right? Isn't there a sentence for this kind of thing?"

"Sentenced for three years, suspended for five years, and nothing should happen in the end." It wasn't the black market quack who said this, but the unremarkable uncle.

He retracted his gaze from the TV and looked at his book: "This person is the heir of a branch of the Sansang chaebol, and it is difficult for the children of these chaebols to be punished. This is an unwritten rule in this country, three or five. law."

"It's like this." The black market quack doctor sat slumped on the chair, looked down at the yellow gold bar, his eyes were not the slightest wave, like a pool of stagnant water: "This country is so rotten, I can't even hire people in the country to assassinate He, because no one dares to do this, and even the most vicious gangsters are unwilling to provoke the offspring of the chaebol. In their view, they are people from the upper class, who will never fail. The only person who can defeat the upper class is It is also an existence in the upper class... I hope you can be worth the 300 million."

"Actually, in our opinion, your so-called high society is just like that." Hot girl Mu Yuko pulled the suitcase with two hundred gold bars and folded the rest into a neat little pyramid: " They don't know what real power is, and the power of capital is just like that."

"The power of capital can do a lot of things." The unremarkable uncle didn't know whether to refute her point of view, or simply admonish her not to be too careless. He put away the notebook and turned around and walked out: "Then that's it, three days. I will contact you in the future, and I will inform you how to cooperate in the follow-up actions."

One hand touched the doorknob, he seemed to remember something, turned his head slightly and turned back: "If possible, try not to drink alcohol these days, after all, I want to help you sneak into the hospital to replace other doctors, and the smell of alcohol is easy to detect. ."

"okay, I get it--"

"Ah."

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out, and after a few steps, the hot girl found that the rollers of the suitcase were broken, she slapped the suitcase on her shoulders, and didn't care that it was full of dust, and she didn't care. He looks full of energy and happiness in everything he does: "Hey, why don't we go to the tourist street here?"

"Go back to the survey site."

"We haven't eaten yet!"

"The hotel has food."

“Where is the food in the hotel as good as the food outside!”

"This is not a republic, there is no food outside, only kimchi rice cakes and live octopuses."

"I don't believe it! I just want to eat!"

"...Tomorrow night, we have to take our things and save them tonight, and take our luggage over."

"All right……"

The black market quack watched them disappear at the end of the cramped aisle, sighed, turned back and closed the glass door, and it was a bit empty for a while.

The small pile of gold on the ground was just like this. He tilted his head and looked at the gold that he spent seven years accumulating in various ways. Suddenly, he felt that the act of saving money, which was full of interest before, was now boring. .

He clearly knew that he didn't like to accumulate money, but just wanted to use this method to force himself to have the motivation to live.

three days...three more days...

Subconsciously, he reached out and put his hand in the pocket of the white coat, but when he touched the flat wine jug, his fingertips retracted.

You can't drink, you can't drink these three days, you have to keep your spirits up...

But the strange touch of his fingertips made him take out the flat flask in confusion, and found that at some point, the flask was replaced by a small functional machine.

"Om——"

The slight sound of vibration came from the feature phone, his throat rolled, looking at the content of the incoming call that was not displayed, he gently pressed the connect button: "Hello, hello?"

"Hello, uncle, it's me!" The voice of the hot girl Yuuko came: "This is a tool for communication, the satellite phone that will not be found, it is given to you for nothing, and I am in the pile. There is a pistol hidden in the gold. Uncle, your gun has not been used for a long time, and it has not been properly maintained. That pistol can be regarded as a gift for your order. The nameplate and rifling have been worn away, and the source cannot be found at all. , don't worry~ That's it, see you in three days~"

Jiji said a lot of words, and before waiting for the black market quack to say anything, the communication hung up again.

He thought about it for a moment, and with the tip of his toes opened the neatly stacked gold, and saw a small pistol inside.

Although he didn't know anything about firearms, the pistol was obviously a lady's model. The pink pistol even had rhinestones and stickers on it. He picked it up with a bit of laughter. He wanted to throw it in the cabinet, but after thinking about it, Guess what, he put it in his trousers pocket.

Maybe it's useful... He thought so, and turned his eyes back to the TV again, watching the recorded content that was played repeatedly for an unknown number of times.

maybe...useful...

……

……

"This child may be able to make soup."

Arya threw the tablet on the bed, yawned, and got into Lotus's arms: "It's the same experience as the Nanbang monster girl before, the hanging man screening test staff at Gyeongbokgung Palace won't do it. Are they normal guys? I don’t even think about what these people who have enemies with them will do when they gain powerful power. It’s clear that they are training opponents for themselves, and their brains are sick!”

The people at Gyeongbokgung Palace are stupid, there's no doubt about that - the subjects they chose for the experiment were all the bitter and vengeful people who were forced to bring them here, such as professional athletes, elite military elites, and gangsters. Double flower red stick...

These people are either offended by someone and then put into prison, and then taken to a special prison controlled by them as a sample for biochemical experiments, or because of the mentality of 'this person is really hanging, so we have to try it out', Get people in.

Are you sick, these guys...

Brother Mei also plays with biological weapons, but his subordinates are all loyal and sturdy men. One by one, Rua will come up to confront Arya, and devote all his heart to the ideal of Brother Mei. This biological weapon Arya It's unbearable to kill them - from another point of view, these people are all loyal elites, and the fault is just that Mei Ge went the wrong way.

But Gyeongbokgung is a bunch of silly biological weapons, who doesn't want to take revenge on them if they succeed?

The previous Nanbang Monster Girl is a typical example. The first thing after escaping is to go back and kill the entire family of the enemy.

Do you commit suicide with this kind of technology...

Lotus carelessly combed Alia's hair: "I don't understand this, but can Aya handle it?"

"I don't know, I don't want to care if I know it. It's better for them to die and the whole family. I hope everyone has something to do—" Alia's fingertips moved slightly, and a coin with dry brown rust was spinning in between, with a jumping Silver Shadow.

Mingming Liguang Xiaodaoist cleaned the coin very carefully, disinfected and washed it, but the rust on it could not be removed. It was very magical. In the end, she wanted to use chemical means to wash off the rust, but Ellie Ya refused and just stayed.

She held up the rusted coin in front of her and glanced at it: "I went there just to see how serious the bloodborne virus was, and entrusted it to me by the way... I didn't intend to go now, but sooner or later Go, think about it, there's nothing to do."

Although she knew that she was an iron waste now, the Nanbang dungeon would not be a Longtan Tiger's Den.

I just used the banner of the Quantum Dragon God to intimidate the entire Blue Star universe, so why would anyone turn their heads and run towards Blue Star without giving face?

So after careful analysis, the average level of this dungeon fighting with people will definitely not be too high. As long as the second generation of the demon star kingslayer does not fall from the sky, even if I can’t rely on my own strength to walk sideways, the protagonist group will still be there. There are several who can carry the line, and there are still nine innings behind.

What's more, Little Daoist Liguang has now been promoted to ssr. She wants to put the little guy on it and try to see how high the damage is. Her mentality is like playing a game to get a six-star operator and working hard to get it to the second. Almost, full of honey confidence.

Lotus is naturally noncommittal about this. Perhaps after playing with Arya for a long time, she has become more hearted. She doesn't think danger is danger. It's best to avoid the trouble of hurting Aya, but it can only be avoided by watching her own Aya go out and make a fool of herself. Anyway, she knows that she will come back to rest when she has no strength.

This is probably the helplessness of the owner when he looks at his wayward cat. He is reluctant to fight, and he can't stop him.

"Why don't you go?" Alia turned her head to look at the lotus - and found that she couldn't see, only the conscience of the lotus.

Looking out from under her conscience, Arya looked at Lotus's face: "Be careful, what if you go out and get scared by cats and dogs?"

"So, is there any danger?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Milk Beer Rhubarb hasn't been on the show recently. I guess I don't even think it's necessary to remind me, and it's not good enough."

"In that case, I'd better go." Lianhua stroked her hair with a smile: "If there is one more of me, it should have a little more weight, right?"

Arya found that Lotus's self-recognition is becoming clearer and clearer - just don't know whether it is a physical weight or a realistic level.

If it is physical, then the entire protagonist group is indeed only Lotus who has assumed the role of this European-style monster. It belongs to the existence of human design without repetition, not like a dispensable guy like spicy chicken silk, not as good as her The cat came to catch the eye.

And if it's an official weight...

Song's heavy industry has grabbed the existence of the entire Nanbang Industry's rise in the Blue Star World Line. The heavy industry manufacturing industry is holding the unilateral hammer of the Sansang chaebol. At the beginning, the Song family's patriarch stepped on the ribs of the Sansang chaebol just right every step of the way. On the fork, it was like climbing up on the opponent's body.

What is a professional?That's called professionalism!

If it hadn't been for him to freeze at an early age, Arya would have wondered if this guy was a traverser, or how could he be so accurate when he seized the opportunity?

Although the Sansang chaebols are also very powerful now, they have lost their advantages in the heavy industry and manufacturing industry.

If they mastered the military manufacturing industry in Nanbang, they may not be as passive as they are now, so the Lotus family is their nemesis and natural enemy. In literary terms, this is called a nightmare. Suffering from Song family PTSD, she was simply afraid of the Song family leader.

Even with the lotus, she also has a special attack bonus against Nanbang. After all, she is the real daughter of the Song family. Even if her inheritance is reduced by 70%, it still has [-]% of the real damage.

Arya touched the chin and looked at the lotus flower, and felt that it was not impossible to bring the lotus flower over to brush its presence.

Moreover, this can also help her to add some resume points. When she controls Song's heavy industry in the future, she can use the record of 'I have played the three sang chaebols' to suppress others, lest those high-level dissidents make irresponsible remarks— Although it is very likely that the white-clothed Taoist nun will get everything done in advance, and just put the lotus on the throne as a mascot.

"Okay, let's go together, and bring Bear Loli with you." Arya thought it was not bad to have fun with people.