[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

cross the second day

3:45 a.m. Gotham City Police Department

Tang Xuening sat in the waiting room, fiddling with the handcuffs a little irritably.

Without him, the desk lamp facing her always reminded her of the opening door in the last world.

During the interrogation, she finally had time to start wondering:

——Obviously yesterday when I crossed over, it was still a very orthodox CEO style start!How can the painting style change as soon as it is said!

———————————Memory dividing line——————————

cross the first day

10:11 a.m., Wayne Group headquarters

Tang Xuening traveled to this new world, starting from a one-footed jump and a sideways rotation of 120°, then rubbed her face against the ground with all her strength.

There is no way, the optimal starting plan summed up with countless reincarnations is almost an instinct for someone:

Originally, this action allowed her to grab the edge of the ladder while avoiding the fatal blow of the alien, and then quickly slip into the interior of the battleship without anyone noticing.

"Hahaha……"

Amidst the laughter of a group of OLs wearing light gray uniforms with nameplates pinned to their chests and holding introductory materials titled "Wayne Group: The Pride of Gotham" in their hands, Tang Xuening slowly got up expressionlessly.

While getting up, she checked a little, and found that her clothes seemed to be exactly the same as this group of people.

I looked around with vigilance and doubts, but there were no planes, warships, aliens, and no one who had ever made a fool of me.

——The group of aliens finally figured it out, and are they ready for a traditional CEO-like plot with a disguised identity? ——

"Miss Tang..."

At this moment, an older OL came quickly to Tang Xuening, raised her gold-rimmed glasses, and said displeasedly:

"Maybe my explanation is very boring, but you don't have to... ah!!!"

The high-decibel calls of the ols quickly joined together, which made Tang Xuening frown a little. She raised her left hand and looked, and there were two fingers bent in a strange direction.

——It’s just a dislocation of the phalanx, let alone a fracture. Is it necessary to make such a fuss about such a small injury where no broken bone pokes out from the wound and at the same time one or two main blood vessels are broken and blood sprays the sky?It made me think that the wound was so big that it hurt the nerves, so I didn't feel it——

--etc!This is a CEO plot, not a battlefield!He became the laughing stock of others as soon as he appeared on the stage. This is a bad start! ——

--calm!Let me think about it, what do the protagonists of those novels do when they encounter such a situation? ——

Then, after trying hard to squeeze the brain cells, like shaking a teapot to turn up the tea dregs at the bottom of the pot, a group of female characters with wonderful parents, fish ponds, and novel writers vaguely appeared in someone's mind, but it seemed There is no reference value for the current situation...

—Okay, let’s sort out the image first——

"Crack!"

The next moment, the screaming stopped, but a few of the many onlookers turned pale and closed their eyes and began to fall backwards.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you because it was too noisy just now, can you say it again?"

Tang Xuening made a crisp sound while straightening her fingers, while trying to force a smile out of her facial muscles that had been stiff for a long time.

"No...don't come here!"

The effect was outstanding, and several onlookers fell to the ground for a while, and the middle-aged woman who was teaching Tang Xuening a moment ago trembled and couldn't help but retreat.

"Help... help!"

———————————Memory ending dividing line———————

That's right, a very orthodox romantic opening.

If you have any other opinions, you can only say that it is because you did not see what was written in the material:

Bruce Wayne (a name that always makes girls feel familiar) Chairman, less than 40 years old, ranked in the top ten of Forbes, almost everyone in Gotham City works for him directly or indirectly, the most important thing is that such a person is actually a handsome guy!

A handsome CEO (Wayne) who is wealthy and has extraordinary abilities and is still unmarried despite various scandals√

A newcomer (myself) who has just joined the job with no ability and no background and made a big scandal √

There is no reason (…) female supporting role(s) who are full of malice towards themselves√

Look, it's a standard CEO template!

And this time the orthodox crossing may also be mixed with other elements.

———————————Memory dividing line——————————

cross the first day

At 11:37 am, the security department of the headquarters of the Venn Group

"Been on the battlefield?"

Alger, head of the security department of the Wayne Group, asked curiously while flipping through the girl's resume.

"Soldiered for a time in France."

Tang Xuening thought for a while and decided to answer honestly.

Well, it's absolutely true, it's just that the enemies are aliens and the battlefield is in another world.

"The French Foreign Legion?"

"United States Marine Corps."

Shrugging her shoulders, Tang Xuening answered honestly:

"But now 'retired'~"

"...Is the current black operation even using girls your age?"

Alger whispered to himself.

ovo?

A girl who was dumb but not cute at all tilted her head to show that she didn't hear clearly.

But from Alger's point of view, it was obvious that he was pretending to be stupid, but since Tang Xuening didn't mean to say more, he didn't plan to entangle this issue too much.

"Looking at your resume... first time in Gotham?"

Well, no military experience on the résumé, but it's not uncommon to have no record if you were discharged from "that" army.

"Yes."

Tang Xuening almost had tears in her eyes - she finally crossed over and has a legal identity. The black household last time made her want to cry several times.

She said that mistakes can be corrected, and the service attitude of aliens is worthy of praise.

"Huh? Temporarily living on Martin Luther Street, Ninth Avenue, Brooklyn?"

Alger was a little uneasy seeing this, and asked curiously:

"Miss Tang, do you have a gun and a gun license?"

"Maybe not."

Tang Xuening flipped through her small bag, and there were about 20 dollars in cash, an ID card, a key with her address and room number on it, and a bank card with her birthday written on the back, which was normal Start welfare.

How about this?

Old man Buffy's granddaughter or Gaizi's daughter?

——How many age-appropriate CEOs in the world do you think can be overbearing to you under such circumstances? ——

"Then, Miss Tang, as an old Gotham person who has lived in Gotham for more than [-] years, I would like to give you a suggestion: Please move to a hotel near the headquarters of the Wayne Group before dark tonight or Buy a good weapon."

Alger added after speaking:

"Gun license is not a problem, neither the owner of the gun store on Martin Luther Street nor your landlord will ask you to show it."

"?"

The girl was puzzled.

Then it suddenly dawned on me~

——Public security is not good... Could it be that there are gangster prince elements? ——

———————————Memory ending dividing line———————

Obviously shouldn't be beautiful, can you give full play to the strategy experience you have learned from various novels, get rich and handsome, become a wealthy wife, and walk among all kinds of beautiful men, and reach the pinnacle of life?

Why did the painting style change suddenly at night?

———————————Memory dividing line——————————

cross the first day

11:49 p.m., rental apartment arranged by aliens

At this moment, Tang Xuening deeply felt the enthusiasm of the people of Gotham City, her own innocence, and the good intentions of the aliens.

——How stupid do you have to be to think that aliens will let you travel through a "normal" world of President Wen? ——

Well, it all started with a "neighbor visit".

That's right, a neighbor is also a visitor.

However, it is slightly different from the general situation.

The guy who lives in the rental room on his left, thin and thin, with thin hair, yellow eyes full of bloodshot eyes, and the corners of his mouth is still drooling, looks like a senior addict//Gentleman is holding a dagger, and at the same time only repeating a word:

"Money! money! money!"

A guy whose brain shrinks and reacts unresponsively is very limited even if he holds a weapon.

When Tang Xuening put him down, she felt that the greatest danger was whether she would be infected with some terrible disease if she had physical contact with him.

Then before she had time to call the police, a second batch of visiting neighbors arrived.

The two people who lived diagonally across from them had big beards, yellow teeth, smelled of alcohol, and wore underwear full of suspicious dirt, and broke into the door directly.

These two neighbors with guns in their hands published a "work hard to get rich" with the purpose of "reducing the gap between the rich and the poor" by "showing Tang Xuening's powerful masculinity" and then "charging fees" as a means.

It's a little troublesome to deal with two people, because you never know whether the other party's lack of maintenance or even rusty hand//gun will explode or misfire, and you don't know whether the impact point of the gun will collide with the gun Mouth pointing in the same direction...

The whole process took a total of 3 seconds, and the two neighbors only had time to fire a shot. The guns ensured an absolute hit with zero-distance contact, so that the bullet successfully confiscated one of the crime tools, while the other fell to the ground and covered himself. He sucked in a futile gulp of air.

Based on the principle of not guarding against thieves for a thousand days, since she has already had two experiences, Tang Xuening absolutely took the initiative to conduct a collar interaction full of Gotham characteristics with the last neighbor on her floor.

——As for the possibility that the other party is a good person... are you stupid?The good people who can live here have long been eliminated by these neighbors! ——

Slowly approaching the door of the opponent's room, and the dark red viscous liquid seeping from the crack of the door on the floor of the opponent instantly made Tang Xuening understand something. When she was about to pretend that she didn't know anything and turned around and left, The door opened.

Three muscular "neighbors" wearing hoods, with dragons and tigers painted on their arms and full of letters appeared in front of Tang Xuening with semi-automatic rifles//guns and cloth bags still dripping blood—the door was not closed A figure lying on the ground can be vaguely seen in the gap.

……

After a moment of awkward silence, both sides moved at the same time.

The moment the nearest masked man let go of the doorknob to get his gun, Tang Xuening rushed to his side with a stride, and swung an uppercut to the opponent's jaw with all his strength.

——Back to the room and find enough concealment, the distance of nearly 15 meters plus the time required to turn around and accelerate, against the three m600 series derived semi-automatic rifles with a maximum rate of fire of 16 rounds per second//Guns are absolutely dead born--

Although Tang Xuening didn't think about it so much, she just followed the intuition honed by wandering on the edge of life and death countless times - how could there be so much time for you to think about it in the few tenths of a second of the life and death battle?

With a crisp "click", the man in the mask raised his chin high, spraying a cloud of blood with two or three teeth upwards.

Then Tang Xuening turned and squatted down, and with the force of the turn, her left hand elbowed back and hit the opponent's chest.

In the end, without confirming the result of the battle, the girl took advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's line of sight being blocked, and fled back into the house by rolling and crawling - literally rolling and crawling.

As for the choice of recklessly going in and killing the three people just now, it never appeared in her consideration.

--joke!There are three people crowded in the narrow environment of the porch, and you squeeze in and fight with them... In the end, as long as the person is not afraid of accidental injury and comes over, there is no way to hide, okay——

However, just because she coaxed her doesn't mean that the other party has a good quality.

"fu*k, female cousin, aren't you good at fighting? Come on! Come on!"

Accompanied by the frantic shouts, there was a steel storm composed of 5.56 caliber bullets.

Tang Xue, who was lying on the ground behind the refrigerator, curled up and held her head in her hands, staring at the "spectacle" in front of her speechlessly:

There seemed to be an invisible hand on the dressing table directly opposite the door. Cosmetics, plush toys, and all kinds of small decorations danced wildly, dancing, twisting, and breaking, and finally turned into flying fragments;

At the same time, the wall was peeled off layer after layer like an onion, and the debris that was stirred up covered the entire wall in a layer of gray smoke. The light that penetrated the bullet holes in the wall into the room made the original Everything in the room is a little dead gray, which is even more eerie than the original dark room.

It's a pity that gangsters are still gangsters even if they hold military weapons. They never know what firepower distribution is, let alone how to maintain continuous firepower.

The moment the gunfire stopped, the girl stood up instantly, and with the hand//gun with weird juice sticking to the muzzle, she fired all the bullets towards the approximate position of the door—even if the crudely built inner wall couldn't stop the bullets at all , Even if the room is pitch black and nothing can be seen, people will still habitually stand at the door to give themselves a good shooting vision.

The remaining two thugs were no exception, so they were tragic.

Immediately afterwards, before she could catch her breath, a group of people rushed up from the stairs...

———————————Memory ending dividing line———————

Before an ignorant girl understood that the "gcpd" yelled by the other party meant "Gotham City Police", she had already exchanged hundreds of bullets with the gangster's rifle, crushing a dozen of them in heavy The special police in body armor crouched at the corner of the stairs and couldn't lift their heads...

Therefore, the girl is not a hero who kills and kills six criminals for the people (the three "harmless" gangsters who fell in her house became the souls of the gangsters), but is an active criminal who attacked the police and was arrested. Take him to the police station for interrogation.

——The whole style of the Alien show is wrong! ——

Suddenly, for no reason, the girl remembered what the security supervisor Ajel said to her when she left:

"Miss Tang, welcome to Gotham City."