After Becoming a Little Sister

"3000 yuan! If I don't take out the money today, I'll—"

Then, in the sound of Xiong Luoli's yawn, a shadow of an iron tower that was one size higher than the five and three thick stall owners rose up and looked down at the stall owner.

Sister Muscle Gui Aige was wearing a stretch vest, and her tendon flesh was as solid as an iron ingot. She quietly watched the stall owner without speaking.

The stall owner's words choked in his throat, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked from the muscular sister Gui Aige to her feet, and then turned back, looking at the other's elbows that were thicker than his thighs, his eyes straightened.

Arya put her hands on her hips: "What about you? Say it!"

"I don't have the face to continue setting up the stall—" The stall owner waved his hand: "If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand at attention. I, Li Si, have never been the kind of person who does not believe in words. Since little sister, you said there is a problem. , that was my fault!"

As he spoke, he took out his pocket and took out a dozen cash: "Is 3000 yuan enough? If not, I'll go get some more..."

Arya folded her arms around her chest and looked at him with a cold snort: "Isn't it quite sloppy during the day? I heard that several students of Dongshan University had eaten their stomachs and were yelled back by you?"

"How is that possible?" The stall owner's face was full of justice: "It may be that my logistics procurement staff didn't pay attention. If there is any problem, I should be contacted."

"Five people, each of them will pay 500 yuan for treatment." Aliya took the money and counted [-] yuan to him: "The extra [-] yuan is your stall's money, take it."

The shopkeeper, who is five big and three thick, has a subtle expression, and always feels that something is not right, but he can only smile: "Thank you boss, boss is very generous."

"Do business well and no one will trouble you." Alia rolled his eyes at him and handed the money to the Tianjin Allegro maid who trotted over: "Take it to those classmates and tell them to recognize the old brand and don't ask for trouble all day long... …”

Two-thirds of the food street outside Dongshan University is the industry of the student union. There are special ordering procedures and coupons for their own industries. You don’t have to taste the new roadside stalls for what you eat. When others eat crabs, they eat crabs. , they eat crab which is a mouthful of sand.

Some of the new vendors around them don't care, some are watching the fun with a smile, and many are in a hurry and start to hide things with a guilty conscience. Destroy the corpse.

Alia glanced at them, ignoring the details, and led Xiong Luoli for more than ten meters before coming to a small cart: "Boss, here are three servings of stinky tofu, are you all fresh?"

The owner of the stinky tofu stall thought for a moment: "Should I be fresh... or not?"

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"If it is a semiconductor, Sansang should not let it out. This is the foundation of the new era after they gave up heavy industry."

In the conference room, shredded spicy chicken was eating stinky tofu, and pointed to a word in the day shift with a bamboo stick: "Carve up their banking industry, this is easier to operate, at least we have more staff."

"The banking industry probably won't let it. Life insurance is the lifeblood of Sansang." Khaki looked at the whiteboard with his arms crossed, and after a moment of indulgence, he drew a slash on it: "The electronic information industry can take a little, mainly because To bring the basic technology, I am more optimistic about their screen technology."

"Come on here—" Strong brother rushed in with several big bags: "It's just baked, while it's hot!"

"So you are so hungry?" Khaki Wild is a little helpless: "It's only been a few hours since I ate..."

"You said it's been a few hours, can you not be hungry?" Spicy Chicken Shreds picked up a bunch of grilled leeks: "And I'm going to Nanbang soon, so don't finish the special food here, I'm afraid to go to Nanbang There is no chance."

"...But it's okay, give me a string - what is this?"

"Kidney, and oysters and leeks, what do you want?"

"No, why did you order all of these?"

"Recommended by the boss, he said that these are easy to sell." Brother Qiangqi shrugged: "The ones that sell well are usually delicious, right?"

"I think you don't understand and pretend to understand..."

Everyone chatted and hummed while eating leeks, while preparing to rob the Sansang chaebol.

Although the eight characters have not been mentioned yet, but looking at their skillful appearance of dividing the spoils, it seems that they have full confidence that they can make it happen.

"Where's the eldest lady?" Brother Qiangqi looked around suspiciously: "Isn't she the one who likes this part the most?"

"I like a fart, she doesn't even know how much money she has now." Spicy Chicken Rolled his eyes: "I heard that someone was eaten by a roadside stall and had a bad stomach, and ended up looking for trouble with others. For her, the tens of billions of income may not be as important as being a heroic heroine."

"The main reason is that there is no need for discussion, and plans can't keep up with changes." Khaki Wild picked up a pen and drew a circle on the whiteboard: "First of all, we have to enter the market early. The Leah Foundation will try to short the Sansang chaebol, using their and The relationship between Gyeongbokgung Palace, if we can succeed here, in theory, the Nanbang official will not miss this opportunity to weaken them, and will definitely take the opportunity to issue a new deal - but the problem is that the Nanbang official wants three. Even if the Sang chaebol died, I still want them to be obedient."

"I think it's obedient, and it's a pillar company anyway. It's acceptable for outsiders to suppress it for a while, and they eat it all... I guess they're not stupid."

"Mr. Wen's vision is not lacking. He is a gentleman, but not a pedantic gentleman. From an emotional point of view, I really hope he can do something, but rationally, I want him to fight the Sansang chaebol. Bloodshed..."

"Then we take advantage of the fisherman?" Spicy Chicken picked up an oyster: "That's the story of the oyster fighting with the egret, and then being picked up and stewed in the soup, right?"

"Almost, but nothing to do with oysters...probably nothing."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, what happened in Gyeongbokgung Palace must have been instructed by the Sansang chaebol behind it. If they can detonate it, they will definitely not be better off."

The protagonists are good people, but they are not good people.

The Gyeongbokgung Palace is similar in nature and structure to the Ninth Bureau, but it is far from the same in terms of size and concept.

If anyone wants to artificially create chaos at the bottom of the Republic by suppressing the nine innings, then they should wash their necks and wait to die.

But if you take this set to Nanbang, you will feel that this is really a reasonable and reasonable approach - the underlying chaos of Nanbang is too easy to find, and there are many contradictions. Gyeongbokgung Palace, which has been serving as a referee and an umbrella for those evil forces, has been lifted.

When everyone was embarrassed, Brother Qiang asked curiously about the information that Spicy Chicken Silk had given to Arya: "Why should you specifically check that woman named Li Xiuhui?"

"I didn't want to check it out, but I just checked this matter and found her." Spicy Chicken Si didn't care: "I guess she doesn't even know that she was specially released, and the people from Broken Cross are watching from the outside. She doesn't mean to follow closely, but I'm afraid that she will run away, which is quite contradictory, and I think there is something."

"It sounds like a free-range pet." Khaki rubbed his chin wildly: "Miss has her own ideas, let her go, she's just alone."

Brother Qiangqiu wanted to make milk beer rhubarb fortune-telling, but he was afraid that he would either ascend to heaven or fall into hell after five or five openings. In the end, he decided to let nature take its course. After all, there are no terrible signs yet. The journeys are all conventional commercial war scripts, the dark world is just incidental, they only need to cooperate with the door of truth.

No matter how the spicy chicken shreds are cooked, in the father-son game, you won't make yourself the one who is the son, right?

"I think so too. In addition, there have been a lot of bigger news in Nanbang recently." The old father of spicy chicken silk swiped a few times in front of his glasses and projected the news in his sight on the screen next to him: "Busan Port There was a vicious murder over there, a murderer killed 11 crew members on an ocean-going fishing boat, and then escaped into Busan City."

"11?" Khaki raised his eyebrows wildly, looking at the excited Nanbang reporter on the screen: "Can you fight like this?"

"It is said that they came one by one, and the methods are very cruel. I think this guy is the one who can get along with the blood-borne virus." Spicy Chicken Silk took out some internal information: "I just don't know when and where he was infected. Yes, according to the time period, it may have been affected before leaving the port?"

Everyone guessed and guessed on the previous Nanbang monster girl, after all, there must be a reason for these things.

You can't just catch a fish in the vast ocean and then eat it and mutate, right?

"Let's give the people in Gyeongbokgung a headache first, this kind of murderer is estimated to have to use everyone's hands to clear it up. Maybe we were found before we got there. Now it's not the kind of serial killer that can hide for 25 years. The era of public prosecutions..."

Nanbang had a time limit for public prosecution back then. Even if a suspect was found in cases over 25 years old, they would not be prosecuted. It was not until later that public opinion pushed for the amendment of the 'Thai End Act', which made the current 25-year statute of limitations for homicide crimes. will be permanently repealed.

The six-year-old Jin Taiwan was seriously injured by the suspect throwing sulfuric acid on his child on the way to school. The treatment was invalid and he died. However, the suspect was never found. His parents were reluctant to give up the power of public prosecution. Even if the suspect was not found, they tried their best to appeal The prosecution period was extended, but it was ruled that the bill had not been passed, and it was rejected after being reported to the Supreme Court.

It was not until 15 that Nanbang passed the amendment. As long as it is a homicide case that causes the death of a person to be the highest penalty of "death penalty", there is no longer a statute of limitations for public prosecution. The bill is limited to cases after the millennium, not counting earlier ones.

Although the Taewan Act will permanently deprive homicide criminals of their extravagant hope of regaining "freedom", the murder of Kim Taewan's child was before the millennium, and he, as a victim, was ultimately unable to get the bill with his name as the limit. Protection, I have to say it's ironic...

Nanbang's punishment is the same as the death penalty in this book, which is a category that people in the Republic cannot understand. After all, the Republic has been investigating cases for 30 and 50 years, and has never given up on punishment. Perhaps there have been countless cases in history. Dirty as one wishes, but the idea of ​​the general direction has never been relaxed, and the point of view is clear-killing for life, debts and money, it is only right and proper.

Therefore, some things still need to be compared. Usually everyone brags about themselves, but when something major happens, we know who is stronger.

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"Speaking of which, I also received an invitation." Spicy Chicken looked for the schedule, and found an invitation for a birthday party: "It happens to be at Nanbang, let me see... Oh, one of the Sansang chaebols. The little princess' birthday, do we want to go?"

"Why did I send you an invitation?"

"When she came to Milliken to study, she was an alumnus with me. I guess it was a group message."

Spicy chicken shreds have a high status in capitalist countries. Everyone who invites her belongs to the kind of face project that they know they won't come, but the invitations still have to be sent. Spicy chicken shreds don't care. After all, these things are crying cats. The cat head is in charge.

Send a congratulations and a few gifts on time, and it's good to brush your presence and show that you pay attention to each other.

If you can really invite the spicy chicken shreds over, it is estimated that the protagonist of the banquet will change from a small birthday star to herself in an instant.

But now I'm going to play, it seems to be fun to go and participate, and the time is right.

Khaki shook his head wildly: "I don't have an invitation, so I won't go."

Strong brother also shook his head: "I have nothing left, and I won't go either."

"Invitation? What invitation?" Arya walked into the conference room: "Where?"

Spicy Chicken Silk showed the electronic invitation: "The invitation to the door is estimated to be from Milliken's side. Are you going?"

"Let me see... a birthday party?" Alia looked at the modest invitation, and said with admiration, "I haven't seen a birthday party in the upper class, and I want to go!"

"Then I'll make arrangements for you." Spicy Chicken Shrugged: "Is Classmate Song going?"

"Lianhua's Song family is their nemesis. Are you going to celebrate birthdays or seek revenge?" Alia looked pitiful.

"Then why don't you go?"

"No, I mean to go, how interesting!" Arya looked at the strong brother and khaki wildly: "You also think it is interesting, right?"

"They said no-"

"Of course it's interesting!" Brother Qiangqi looked righteous: "Since the eldest lady is interested, I will give my life to accompany the gentleman, and I must keep up!"

"I also want to see Houlang's life." Khaki waved his hand wildly: "I have no other intentions, I just want to be extravagant and strive to become a noble as soon as possible."

"...Oh! Man!"

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"Men are really not good things!"

The hot girl Mu Yuko looked at the information in her hand and angrily slapped it on the table: "This chop!"

"It's not choppy, it's going to die anyway." The unremarkable uncle sketched the roadmap in his notebook: "Calm down, when you go to the scene, you can't be as excited as you are now."

"I know, but—" The hot girl, Yuuko, took a deep breath and spat again at the face on the TV: "Bah! Disgusting!"

"It's really a bit." After the uncle Ping Ping outlined the roadmap, he read the information again, shook his head and said, "They are more rotten and depraved than I thought, I really doubt how they got to this day and have not been attacked. killed."

"Such a small child can do it!" The hot girl Mu Yuko pointed at the idol face on the TV: "Using this so-called star dream to deceive those children as trading items, what is the difference between this practice and kidnapping? the difference?!"

"Japan also has such underground idols."

"But this side has to be dressed up! How do you say the Republic? You want to set up a torii when you are a bitch!"

"Speaking of abduction..." Uncle Ping Wuqi pulled out a photo in the document: "He also participated in this case, right?"

The photo was of a cute little girl who was still wearing a school uniform in her teenage years, and her profile picture was full of cheerfulness.

But the next few photos are evidence photos of criminal investigation cases, iron cages salvaged from the sea, oil barrels filled with cement in the cages, and other bloody and ugly details that are so dark that horror movies dare not learn from them. ...

"Kill him! Definitely kill him!" Mu Yuko took out his gun and loaded it with a 'clatter': "I'm going to cut twenty holes in him!"

"We are not adjudicators, we are just killers." The unremarkable uncle looked at the photos before and after, frowning slightly: "There should be an industrial chain behind this, abduction...human organ trafficking...and the most basic Fraud and kidnapping, if he was involved, could have unnecessarily impacted our mandate."

Killing a starlet and killing a starlet involving underworld forces are two concepts - the latter has to be paid for.

But for the unremarkable uncle, that's the same. The king of killers is recognized as the king of killers in the dark world. He is not comparable to the double-flowered red stick who calls himself XX dragon or XX brother. It is nothing more than spending more time preparing. .

After Mu Yuzi was out of anger, he calmed down: "Is the plan ready?"

"The initial plan is to use the banquet three days later as a cover." The unremarkable uncle took out an invitation card: "At that time, he will perform on the stage as a relative, friend, and guest performer. He fished it out and arrived at the target location."