Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count

Dull dark clouds in the sky enveloped the entire Yokohama, dense raindrops fell from the clouds, the sound of the rain became louder and louder, and muffled thunder rolled in the dark clouds.The blood in the city was washed by the rain, covering all sin, fear, and despair.

On the most central and tallest building among the five most iconic buildings in Yokohama, Alice sat in her chair, playing with the black bear puppet in her arms from time to time.

Sen Owai's handsome face, which was especially favored by the years, was full of awe, and the bright lights above his head set off the sharp edges and corners of Sen Owai's profile, and there was a sense of foreboding.

The air was also filled with a heavy atmosphere, and the general meeting room was no longer full of laughter and laughter, but full of depression.

Five days have passed since returning from the video game city.All the tranquility ended in a hunt yesterday afternoon, and those minions who were dormant under the false tranquility finally couldn't help but attack the beautiful city.

Alice lowered her eyes. Although she was looking at the black bear puppet in her arms, her pupils were scattered and she was not looking at the little bear at all.

Dozens of people lay in ambush yesterday, and Zhongyuan Zhong also arrived at the very moment, his cobalt blue eyes full of anger and murderous intent are still vivid in his memory.

Blood and death were so clearly presented in front of her.

As a little princess who has been protected by Sen Owai in the ivory tower since she was born in this life, Alice should have been afraid.

But when those who never left and protected her protected her with their lives and protected her to death, Alice didn't feel any fear at all, but a sadness that spread from the bottom of her heart.

After the sacrificed subordinates were brought back to the Mafia building in the port, they were carried back by Chuya Nakahara along the way. Alice, who was unusually silent, spoke for the first time and told Sen Owai that she wanted to resurrect the seven people who died to protect her. .

In the past, someone she cared about died in front of her eyes, but she could only watch. At that time, she was powerless, but this time she was within her power.

Osamu Dazai did not agree with Alice's behavior, and of course he also discouraged her.

Once these seven people are saved, it will only be the beginning.

If there is a first time, there will be a second time, a third time, and even more.

Alice understood what Osamu Dazai meant.

If she makes a move at this time and saves these seven people, when they come back to life and appear on the battlefield again, everyone will know that in the port Maifa, there is a healing mutant that can bring people back from death. those who can.

At that time, Hong Kong gangsters will become the target of public criticism.

The Battle of the Dragon Head——opened with the death of the former head of Port Mafia, who had been the leader of Yokohama, and other organizations unwilling to submit to Port Mafia began the "Dragon Head" battle.

The thrilling chase yesterday was just the beginning.

"Alice."

A big warm hand covered the top of Alice's soft warm golden hair, and Alice raised her head to meet those cobalt blue eyes that shone with light.

"Brother Zhongye?"

"When you feel sad, it's better to cry." Nakahara Chuya's voice was gentle but firm, "A celebrity in Huaguo once said that in life, death is inherent, and it may be lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai."

"From the moment they joined the port of Mafia, they were already standing on the edge of life and death, and every time it was just a mistake."

"War is cruel. Death is just commonplace. Even if they don't die today, maybe one day they will die during the execution of their mission. And..." Nakahara Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai, who stood there, Opening a pair of deep iris-colored eyes, he met Nakahara Chuya's gaze.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, holding back his discomfort, "Dazai is right. It might be a good thing for them to die now."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and took the words of Nakahara Chuya, his usual sloppy tone disappeared, and he was rarely seen seriously: "At least, they died to protect the little lady. They were killed with a single shot, and they died easily. At least they were not killed by the enemy." Captured, brought back for interrogation, tortured to death during interrogation."

"It might be a good thing to return to the embrace of death now." Osamu Dazai paused, his tone sank sharply, "What happened today is just the beginning of this leading war. Miss, from today onwards, I'm afraid there will be more people every day." More people will die."

His voice suddenly softened.

"People's death is inevitable, feel sad, feel sad, as Chuya said, just cry."

Sen Owai, who has been serving as the background board and handing over the home court of persuasion to the double blacks, also spoke slowly.

He walked up to Alice and knelt down, Nakahara put down his hand with satisfaction, watched Sen Owai take off the white glove on his right hand, raised his hand, and gently wiped away the tears overflowing from the corner of Alice's eyes with his fingertips, the voice Low and low, "Alice sauce."

Hot wetness came from the corner of her eyes, and Alice's pupils dilated slightly, and only then did she realize that she was crying.

"I..." Alice took a step back, stretched out her hand to cover up and wiped her eyes, but those wet eyes soaked in water had already explained everything.

Sen Ouwai sighed, picked up his little princess, stroked the back of Alice's head with his big hand, and patted coaxingly: "My dear child, you have done a good job. Surrounded by dozens of people, only die You don’t need to blame yourself or feel guilty about killing seven people. They were originally there to protect you, Alice-chan.”

"Zhongye is right. The moment they join the Hong Kong gangsters, their lives are already ranked after the order."

"Alice sauce, you have to learn to get used to death."

Alice buried her head in the familiar embrace filled with the smell of disinfectant, unwilling to raise her head again.

Sen Owai hugged Alice indulgently.The warm moisture on the chest penetrated the shirt, scalded the skin, and the heat was transmitted directly to the heart.

Mori Owai sighed, and said to Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai: "Then I will trouble you to deal with it. Be sure to catch those guys by their tails, and then... pay them back a hundredfold!"

The last few words were filled with hostility, which forcibly destroyed Sen Ouwai's fatherly feeling.

"Yes, boss."

Shuanghei bowed his head and accepted the order.

……

Pulling away from the memory, Alice stared at the black bear puppet in her arms, then raised her head suddenly, and said to Mori Ogai who was frowning and processing the documents beside her, "Rin Taro."

Alice's voice was a little hoarse, because she hadn't spoken since yesterday, she seemed to be frightened, and she was still immersed in the sadness of someone's death.

"What's the matter, Alice sauce?" The old father raised his head from his busy work, his voice was as magnetic and indulgent as ever.

"Is there any colored plastic sheet?"

"Huh?" A surprise flashed across Sen Ouwai's eyes, "Why do you want this all of a sudden?"

Alice's voice was calm: "I want to do paper-cutting."

"Do paper-cutting... for Dad?" Sen Ouwai's voice was expectant.

"No, everyone in Port Mafia, including Dad."

—— Digression——

Alice: Let's start the layout—and, we must first book tickets!Otherwise, my own mother said, she won’t show you my pictures qwq