Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

Indeed, some people would do anything to survive.

Rosie, who grew up in a slum in Brooklyn, deeply believes in this. In her previous world, there were no criminals who would easily blow up a school, and there were no superheroes who saved the people from fire and water. However, there were many In order to survive ordinary people struggling in dark corners, she has seen how these people struggled, and she was also trapped in that bottomless swamp.

She knew that these people would do anything to survive.

Rosie's eyes were slightly red, and she stared fixedly at the tearful nurse standing in front of her. The little nurse became more frightened by her eyes, and the hand holding the gun began to tremble violently. The little nurse's hand holding the gun was raised in front of her eyes, staring at the blood stains on the hand that looked at the delicate skin and tender flesh.

"But... it shouldn't be you." Rosie said in a low voice, like a sigh.

"What, what?" the nurse asked tremblingly.

"Some people would do anything to survive." Rosie repeated Norman's words, "but you shouldn't be those people."

The nurse opened her eyes wide and said incoherently, "I, I..."

She desperately wanted to withdraw her hand, but the force in Rosie's hand, who was shot in the abdomen, was terribly strong, and she couldn't break free, but the gun in her hand slipped from her loose fingers ,Before she completely slipped, Rosie's other hand escaped from her. She felt a sudden push on her shoulder, her body took several steps back uncontrollably, and then she fell down on the corridor. In front of the elevator at the end, before she could recover, she heard a gunshot.

This gun/sound was like a heavy hammer, hammering hard on her heart, and only then did she realize what she had done before.

She witnessed the tragic death of the nurses and doctors in the same group. The man in a top hat and sitting in a wheelchair was like Marlon Brando in "The Godfather". She and the wards of several wards pushed to the corner of the nurse's duty room, and then told her that there was a major task to be given to her.

Naturally, her first reaction was to cry and shake her head.

Then there was a dull muffled gunshot, and a child curled up next to her opened her eyes wide. It seemed that she hadn't realized why there was a sharp pain in her forehead, and fell straight to the ground.

"You shake your head again, and I'm going to choose the next one." The man said, he took the pistol/gun handed to him by the bodyguard, aimed the gun at the old man behind her, and moved to the most huddled man. Young girl in the corner, "Is this...or is this..."

Every time his gun muzzle moves, it will cause a commotion, and some people can't help screaming, but before the screaming is over, the person who made the sound has been punched unconscious by the bodyguard, and his head is heavy It slammed against the wall, making a muffled sound.In this way, no matter how scared they are, no one dares to make a sound.

As the only medical staff member alive on this floor, she covered her mouth, closed her eyes, and nodded desperately, even though she was extremely frightened and felt that her heart was about to come out of her throat.

It's just that she didn't expect that the so-called "task" was to let her kill someone.

Kill New York's famous urban legend, the Night Witch.

She raised her head, and saw that the Night Witch was holding the Desert Eagle in one hand and the M1911 she had snatched from her in the other. She fired both guns at once, and with only two bullets, she had accurately hit the two black men closest to her. At this moment, she saw a pool of brightly colored blood under the high heels of the Night Witch.

The gunshot sounded in her mind again, the night witch looked at her eyes, and the phrase "it shouldn't be you".

what did she do.

She puts a bullet in the body of an innocent person, even the person who came to save them.

Rosie gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain in her abdomen. While snatching the gun from the nurse's hand, she pushed her to the elevator at the end of the corridor, away from the battle circle. At this second, those bodyguards also They all raised their guns, but her movements were much faster than theirs, and she moved her position almost instantly... Before the sight of those bodyguards found her, she pulled the gun. Pulled the trigger, sending two bullets into the skulls of the two bodyguards.

Desert Eagle/Eagle has different recoil from m1911, and the force on her two arms is somewhat different, which made her a little unaccustomed to it. When she shot for the second time, the bullet trajectory of m1911 deviated from the direction she originally set. She was hit by the wall clock in the corridor, and before the shards of glass on the surface of the wall clock fell, she stepped on the wall again with her high heels, and turned around in mid-air. When her head was hanging upside down, she squinted. He aimed his eyes at Norman who was sitting in a wheelchair.

However, before she fired her gun, a bodyguard stepped in front of Norman. Without thinking about it, she raised the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet from the Desert Eagle penetrated into the bodyguard's head with terrifying power. One-tenth of her head was smashed instantly, blood and brains splashed, and some even splashed on her face.

She stood firmly on the ground, with the index fingers of both hands holding the trigger rings of the double guns, a Desert Eagle and an M1911, like weightless toy guns, twirling on her fingers.

Being shot, he killed three well-trained bodyguards in a row in an instant. With such combat power, the remaining bodyguards did not dare to step forward rashly, but held their guns high, without blinking their eyes. Staring at her, separated by a distance of one or two meters, confronted nervously.

And Rosie just looked at them coldly, wiping the blood splattered on her cheek with the wrist of her right hand.

After the two sides confronted for a few minutes, there was slow applause behind the bodyguards, followed by Norman's hoarse voice: "It seems that the Night Witch, who has always been regarded as an urban legend in New York, is seriously underestimated." Yeah..." He paused, and then said, "That's right, after all, it's really rare to see someone who can knock out both of my legs with two shots."

The bodyguards in front moved aside, letting out Norman who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Although the corridor lights in the hospital were very bright, they were not very warm. The faces of a group of people standing in the corridor had an inexplicable sense of gloom, which made people feel frightened, especially Norman Osborn.

He is much thinner than before, the original elegant and unrestrained image is completely gone, he is haggard and embarrassed, his face is so thin that the high and raised cheekbones can be seen, and the lamp leaves shadows on his face, just like in horror books Those vampires who would crawl out of graveyards in the middle of the night and show their fangs.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still cold. He looked at Rosie and said, "I guess you won't be killed so easily by a little nurse."

"Then why do you need to do so much?" Rosie said blankly.

His eyelids drooped slightly, his dry fingers gently patted the armrest of the wheelchair, and he said slowly: "A vicious lunatic I know said that other people's pain can please him very well. I used to think otherwise." He raised his eyes, Looking at Rosie, "It wasn't until you broke my legs and saw you riding a broom and leaving with a smile, that I felt that only by torturing you can I get a little comfort."

He smiled, and said again: "Unfortunately, the bullet fired by a nurse who was supposed to save lives failed to knock you down." He shook his head, "You are stronger than I imagined, Night Witch."

Rosie didn't show any expression on her face, she just stared at him coldly.

He tapped on the armrest and said, "Harry."

Rosie narrowed her eyes and looked at Harry who was standing on the other side. Harry pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at her. Her fingers holding the two guns moved slightly, but still No gun was raised against Harry.

Norman Osborn had a smile on his face: "I don't know why, but you seem to care about Harry very much. The Night Witch who just shot and killed without hesitation just now has become another one who is difficult to make a choice in the shortest possible time. Ordinary people, to be exact, when you saw Harry holding a gun, the look in your eyes...is very intriguing."

"Harry hasn't killed anyone, he hasn't fallen yet, but..." He shook his finger, "You will be the first ray of souls under his gun, when he was an ordinary high school student, because of you Touched the dark side of the city, and when he stepped on the threshold of crime, he will become New York's second Green Goblin because of you."

Rosie's grip on the gun tightened.

"Or...would you choose...to kill everyone here?" Norman Osborn smiled, "including Harry."

"You're crazy," said Rosie quietly.

"Everyone will become a lunatic, Night Witch." Norman spread his hands, "Thank you for turning me into a complete lunatic..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a gunshot stopped his speech. Bright blood slid from his forehead to between his eyebrows, and then hung along the bridge of his nose to the tip of his nose. The gun was on his Rosie.

"Since you're crazy, then go die." Rosie said lightly, then turned her gaze to the surprised bodyguards and smiled.

The wound in her abdomen carried a tinge of warmth that was almost scorching, and it spread all over her body the moment she was shot. She felt the strange feeling when the bullet was sent into Norman Osborn's legs that night. Feel.

It's just that this time she didn't reject this feeling, allowing this force to invade her mind.

The intertwined red and white made this particularly gloomy corridor a mess. She was wearing high heels, stepped on the blood pool on the ground, and twirled the gun in her hand as if playing with a toy.

"Today's night mission is successfully completed, the main mission 'Urban Legend' is 100% complete, gun/kill four people, the main mission 'Urban Garbage' completion is 98%, and because of killing the super villain Green Goblin, the main mission 'Super Villain' 5% completion."