18:40, St. Pauli third district.
An inconspicuous mailbox on the street corner suddenly opened, and a cute little loli emerged from it.
Lin Lin was afraid of being recognized, so she tied her long blond hair into a ponytail, hid it with a sun hat, and put on a priest's robe, which she wore like a windbreaker, trailing her long hair. Long hem.
If seen by an unfamiliar person, it would be impossible to immediately connect this strangely dressed girl with the Duke's daughter.
There is a secret passage hidden under the church that leads to the center of the city.
The reason why she knew this was because Lin Lin had studied divine arts with the bishop of the Bavarian Diocese and was considered a member of the church.
She took small steps and ran to the agreed place with great interest.
People on the street looked at her curiously, wondering whose child this was. It was already evening and he was still wearing a sun hat.
The agreed location was a restaurant selling fried chicken. Being able to open it in the St. Pauli district, the environment and taste were naturally impeccable.
Wearing a visor and wearing a visor, I walked to the door of the restaurant and looked at the fried chicken old man's sign on the door. I couldn't help but feel my throat tremble.
Because travel is strictly controlled, Lin Lin hasn't had fried chicken in almost a month.
What few people know is that this rich daughter, who is recognized by the Duke's chefs as a naughty girl, actually likes to eat fried food.
If the chef poached from the palace knew that cheap fried chicken with heavy oil, salt and high calories could defeat his cooking skills that he had honed for decades, he would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Fried chicken, French fries, onion rings, burgers...
Lin Lin thinks that the second brave person who invented these delicacies is simply a genius!
Unfortunately, Edmund, like all noble parents in the Southern Continent, thought these were junk food and strictly ordered his daughter not to eat them.
Last month, my dad was away, so I had several meals. The happiness was simply beyond words.
Of course, eating fried chicken is only a secondary purpose.
Lin Lin glanced across the street mysteriously. In the most prosperous area of the city, there stood a splendid club building.
This building is filled with a luxurious atmosphere, with floor-to-ceiling windows dotted with platinum-colored exterior walls, and every brick and stone has been carefully polished and smooth as a mirror. The magic neon lights are shining brightly, and the carriages of celebrities can be seen at the gate blocked by the fountain. People are coming and going, and elegant music is playing from inside, making people wonder what kind of place this is.
There is a huge floral signboard decorated with crystal lamps below the fountain——
Haitian Palace.
When Lin Lin was still very young, he was taken shopping by his father and noticed this bustling building.
Lin Lin still remembers that there was no fountain blocking the view at the door of the building at that time, and he could see beautiful sisters standing at the door to welcome the grandfathers who got off the carriage.
Linlin asked curiously, "Dad, where is this place?"
But the Duke just hesitated and said that it was a place to discuss business, and children should not look at it because they might get corns.
From that day on, there was a huge fountain blocking the view at the entrance to the Haitian Palace, and the windows were also covered with curtains.
Her father never took her to play on this street again. Not only that, he also strictly prohibited the servants from taking her.
But there is a fried chicken restaurant on this street!
Lin Lin became more and more curious. She was the lord's daughter. Why should he keep the business secret from her?
The smart little loli came up with a good idea. She recruited new guards and said that I discovered that someone in the city was planning to do harm to the Ortiz family. Now I have given you a great responsibility. The address is here. Move secretly and record what happened inside!
As soon as the newly hired guard heard that the lady trusted me, he went without saying a word——
The guards who can be selected into the duchy are either extraordinary people recruited or elites in the military. After this kind of master went all out to spy, he handed over a detailed report of 10,000 words.
Lin Lin nodded with satisfaction, then took it back to the room to read at night and read it carefully.
As the saying goes, growing up always happens unexpectedly.
That night, Castor Ortiz grew up.
To this day, when thinking about this incident, Lin Lin will still scratch the floor with her toes and dig out three bedrooms and one living room.
She decided that when she succeeded her father's title, she would legislate to prohibit such bad things in the Volvo Province!
Of course, until then, this badass clubhouse was of some use.
A man wrapped in a large windbreaker saw Lin Lin stopping at the door, and calmly came over:
".....boss?"
Lin Lin looked around, and after making sure it was safe, she lowered her voice and answered:
"It's me, are you ready?"
The man gently lifted up a corner of his windbreaker, revealing the box camera inside.
"Listen, after dinner, I will take him to the entrance of Haitian Palace, and then you can take pictures and follow the plan. Do you understand?"
The man nodded and the two passed by.
The lining is dark and refreshing, and it actually feels like a splice in a spy novel!
Yes, that was her plan.
After she and Peter finished eating fried chicken, she planned to take him to the entrance of Haitian Shengyan, and then pretend to pull him off for reporters to take pictures.
In this way, she can complain to her father that this pervert wants to take her into the Haitian Palace!
In order to prove this fact, she asked reporters to publish the photos taken in the newspaper with the text "A criminal man wanted to bring the daughter of the Ortiz family into a pornographic place, but he was severely rejected by the foil eldest lady!" And yelled loudly! 》
Now, with the newspaper photos as evidence, and my own complaint, Dad will definitely believe me or not!
Lin Lin believed that if her father knew that Peter wanted to drag her into prostitution, he would be furious and kick him out of the house!
This lady is really a genius.
Hum, if you dare to hit me, you must make the miscellaneous fish pay the price!
In order to prepare this plan, Lin Lin used all the resources he could use.
She contacted her teacher, the Archbishop of the Bavarian Diocese of the Church of Light.
He begged and deceived to get Maple City Church to cooperate with him and drive away the guards who were following him.
And rigorously considered every detail of the operation.
Invite him to dinner with a note, so that you can keep track of your motivation for being with Peter. It's just about eating fried chicken. It's normal to be greedy!
Her pocket money was confiscated by her father, so she took out the new year's money. Although it was not much, it was enough to buy a newspaper company. As the boss, remotely control the reporter, everything is ready, all that is left is the east wind, and all that is left is for the stray fish to bite the hook!
Very proud, with her arms crossed.
But after waiting for a long time, the sun has set. It's almost seven o'clock. Where is the bastard Peter?
Wasn't he eager to come early in the morning?
Lin Lin couldn't help but get annoyed. I've arrived early, how dare you be late?
.........
"Peter, you weren't even on Third Street. Where were you hiding?"
Wa Qi squatted behind the sign of the fried chicken restaurant, his legs almost numb from squatting.
Walter was hiding aside with a big knife on his back, holding the note, and couldn't help but doubt:
"Is this really an appointment with Peter? There are no women coming down here..."
His subordinate pointed at Lin Lin with sharp eyes.
"Tell me, is that the woman he wants to date?"
"ah?"
I saw the little girl looking very impatient, pacing back and forth. There was a fried chicken leg in his hand, but he didn't eat it, as if he was waiting for someone.
His expression was expectant and entangled, as if he was waiting for his sweetheart.
"Holy crap, how old is this girl before she attacks her? What a beast!" Walter scolded: "I didn't expect that kid with thick eyebrows and big eyes is still a lolita control!"
Then, he took a closer look.
"Hey, let's not talk about it, what a beautiful little girl... Hey, it's not impossible to control it occasionally..."
In the face of appearance, Walter has a flexible moral bottom line.
"It's already seven o'clock, Peter still hasn't come over?"
Walter was puzzled: "How can such a beautiful girl hold it back?"
"Let your people keep a close eye on you, there is no way you will let them go this time."
Wa Qi gritted his teeth.
After seeing this letter last night, he knew that he only had one chance, so he ran to this street almost overnight to make arrangements, vowing to catch the kid and take Galen back.
Wizards are similar to magicians. Although their combat capabilities are not comparable to those of extraordinary people from other professions, that is only in a one-on-one situation.
If the mage's combat duties are arranged in advance, prepare magic circles or curses, and complete the spell guidance before the battle begins, the balance of combat power will be reversed——
At the same level of strength, there are very few combatants who can handle the ultimate move of the mage when it is fully charged.
Even though the wizards are not as good as the magicians in terms of position creation, but having arranged it one night in advance, Wa Ci is confident that the 86 team will be able to kill them instantly if they show up!
In addition to him and Walter, the elite generals of the Sudanese Army were ambushed in advance in the fried chicken shop below, on the Chocobo car across the road, and at the entrance of the sewer. They were surrounded tightly and they would never be able to escape. !
"It's seven o'clock... Why haven't you come yet? Are you not coming?" Walter asked uncertainly.
Wa Qi snorted coldly.
"What can he do if he doesn't come? If he doesn't touch such a beautiful girl, why should he go to the club opposite to go whoring? Everyone, keep an eye on her!"
Threads of witchcraft carried his voice to the ears of the ambushing generals.
"yes!"
"yes!"
"Yes! Hey...who are you? This place is full! Uh-huh--"
One of the threads suddenly broke.
Wa Ci suddenly looked at a manhole cover on the road. The Sudanese general hiding underneath suddenly lost contact!
"No, someone is coming!"
The manhole cover exploded with a bang, and dozens of masked figures sprang out from inside, heading straight for Lin Lin! !
Lin Lin turned around after hearing the noise, and a withered and thin hand approached him. The speed was incredibly fast, and it was in front of him in an instant, trying to snatch her away.
It's over, the guard is not around!
Linling screamed, turned around and ran away.
at this time.
I saw three figures falling from the sky on the old man's signboard of the fried chicken restaurant, "Jie Jie Jie!" and started to kill the gangsters!
A dark purple witchcraft rose from the ground, turned into a whip blade, and with a flash, cut off the left hand of the gangster who wanted to capture her.
Then the road suddenly cracked open, and countless vines sprouted from the dead rat corpses in the cracks. Carrying extremely sinister power, they instantly turned the group of people into hedgehogs!
"Huh?" Lin Lin was dumbfounded.
Is Grandpa KFC showing up?
The man who jumped down was indeed an old man.
But he looked really scary, with no skin on his face, his eyes rolling around, holding a magic wand, and laughing crazily:
"Jie Jie, Jie Jie Jie Jie!!! Team 86!! Edmund!!! You have today too!! Where's the defensive magic? Where's the cross? Where's the snow leopard? Keep running away! I think I can save people if I find them. What? I, Wa Ci, travel across the continent, and I will take revenge if I have any vengeance!!"
When Lin Lin heard this, she felt bitter in her heart. This was not the KFC grandpa who came to save her, but her father's enemy...
But not before Wa Ci smiled twice.
The person impaled on the thorn vines suddenly twitched strangely.
The mask fell off, revealing faces without features.
Wa Ji narrowed his eyes, what...
A dark shadow appeared on their faces one after another, as if it was a darkness that could even swallow light, which was horrifying.
Immediately, the black shadow spread over them, eroding the vines.
The creations made of witchcraft are like water evaporated by fire, collapsing into little elements!
The vines withered and disintegrated, and the faceless people fell to the ground, clasping their hands together stiffly and prostrating themselves on the ground.
"What is this doing...."
Even though his heart was punctured, he could still move. The scene in front of them was so weird that no one dared to act rashly.
"......prayer?"
Wa Ci said in disbelief.
But there was no sound...
The lights on the roadside suddenly went out.
Wa Ci roared angrily: "It's a divine spell, retreat!!!"
The magic shield instantly enveloped Walter and the Sudanese generals beside him. The next moment, a dull collision rumbled on the magic shield. I don't know what hit it. Although the power was not amazing, the wizard However, the magic shield began to break one after another like melting ice and snow.
Wa Ci frowned. This moment was different from that of Butan City. With preparation, he was no longer embarrassed to defend.
With a wave of his hand, the magic array buried in the sewer replenished a steady stream of witchcraft power.
But the other Sudanese generals were not so lucky. Without the protection of the thorns, they were affected by something unknown. Like melted candles, their flesh and blood turned into mud and leaked to the ground. They were killed without any resistance. .
There was deathly silence, except for the muffled sound of the shield.
After the creepy power receded, Wa Ci waved away the thick shield and regained his vision, wanting to see what was causing the trouble...
Then, his mouth opened slightly.
"What's this...."
.........
The lights suddenly went out.
Peter sat at the dining table, holding the knife and fork and frowning.
"What is this, a little pre-dinner fun?"
There was a looming noise outside the door, and for some reason, he felt vaguely uneasy.
He had just committed a terrible death.
In the description of the system, 1 point represents the difficulty of hell - [Gongqi’s vaginal testicles smile].
For him who has experienced 6 o'clock, it is not difficult to imagine what the underworld will be like at 1 o'clock.
But compared with the plug-in mode that is triggered immediately, there is no discomfort when it is shaken to 1 o'clock.
After looking at the attribute list, everything was as usual, and he didn't suffer any debuffs.
That's right, it's just a different person serving the food, and the test of 50 soul crumbs, how disgusting can it be?
Peter was a little relieved and decided to see what the system was doing.
At worst, he won't eat it, let alone having no intention of eating it in the first place.
He suddenly thought of an unpleasant possibility.
Wait, what if it's an STD bomb...
I saw the news in my last life. An American police officer was infected by a sexually transmitted disease carrier. He was infected directly when he returned home. It can be called a biochemical work-related injury...
Peter quickly stepped back and pulled down the tablecloth to block himself.
byd, don’t start complaining as soon as you appear!
Through the moonlight coming in from the window, he saw a fried chicken leg suddenly sticking out from the curtain behind the table.
Hey, why is it fried chicken legs, not barbecue?
Immediately afterwards, a frightened little loli rushed out of the curtain.
She even dropped her shoes while running, her little feet wrapped in white stockings stepped on the dining table, her blond hair was spread out on the back of her head, and her face was flushed. She was really "beautiful and delicious."
Lin Lin wanted to call for help, but when he saw Peter holding a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand, he froze.
Both of them were stunned.
Peter ran through ten thousand possibilities in his mind, and his CPU was about to burn out, so he asked blankly:
"...Does your dad know that you work here?"
