"The 09-style magical girl uniform produced by the Evil Disaster Bureau 10 years ago was designed by an independent designer.
This uniform is highly practical, sturdy and wear-resistant. It injects playful and cute fashion elements into the traditional gothic skirt. It can be said that it is the most popular uniform among the Magical Girl Troops of the Evil Disaster Bureau in the past 10 years.
Unfortunately, two years later, the General Administration decided to change the regular uniforms of the Magical Girl Troops into military-style uniforms and stopped purchasing 09-style uniforms.
The independent designer lost her main source of income, and her studio's capital chain was broken. In order to make a living, she had to re-join a large company. Her personal brand, which she had only worked for less than two years, became a flash in the pan and disappeared. "
Liang De was extremely serious when talking about small skirts, and even had an inexplicable solemn aura. Even Li Zhixian, who was confused, did not interrupt him.
"But you know, the Evil Sect has been using it ever since it copied the 09-style magical girl uniform. Today, the evil maid of Evil still wears a simply modified 09-style gothic dress.
In the past 10 years, the Sect of Evil has never paid a penny of design royalties to the original creator. If these people hadn't ignored intellectual property rights and made everything difficult, how could that talented independent designer have no choice but to give up on her due to lack of funds? The dream of building a personal brand is precisely because of the rampant copycats, which has led to countless original designers who designed beautiful little skirts not receiving the rewards they deserve.
As a righteous person, I cannot sit idly by and ignore this kind of thing!
I want to strike hard and beat up the pangolins of the Evil Sect, so that they can have a taste of justice. "
Li Zhixian crumpled his scattered hair into a ball and stuffed it into a roll-brimmed hat, and said:
"No need to make these messy excuses, you just found out that I have a conflict with the evil demon, and you are afraid that one day when you come back from a business trip, you will find me dead at home, unable to defend your rear base camp.
That's okay, I happen to be in a bad mood, and my hands are idle, so I can do whatever I want. "
Liang De followed Li Zhixian to the Equipment Office of the Evil Disaster Bureau of Xiangbei City and received two magic ornaments.
In order to match the military uniform style, the Evil Disaster Bureau's evil detection accessories have been made into the shape of sunglasses in the past two years. Liang De's plan to wear one on the left and one on the right went bankrupt, so he and Li Zhixian had to wear one each.
When he walked out of the disaster bureau building, Liang De took the returned flight lieutenant ID and looked over it. In the ID photo, Li Zhixian had a dreadlocked ponytail with maple red highlights, folded his arms and wore sunglasses. He looked like a successful officer. No, it is in stark contrast to the current supreme salted fish.
Seeing that Li Zhixian still looked gloomy, he bumped her shoulder and put his flight lieutenant ID in front of her eyes.
"Look, look, look, wasn't it good before? You don't want to show it to anyone.
You have to be strong. You look disheveled. Where was your hair shape in the past?
Brother Xian, you have to stand up.
How can you, a magical girl of love and justice, be like this? If you encounter some setbacks, you will collapse. You have to cheer up.
Comprehensive law enforcement powers have also been obtained. My buddy will take you to have a good fight. After the fight, go to the supermarket to buy some discounted drinks and go home to watch a drama. Can you turn the page? "
Li Zhixian stopped after hearing this, took off her glasses and put on evil-detecting sunglasses. Through the lenses, Liang De saw a fire in her eyes.
"Buy whatever you want. There are still a few boxes of Jinmai in the cafeteria box that haven't been finished. Yu Peihuan should have left. Lao Liang, fight back with me, rush in, grab the wine and run away. I'm very familiar with the terrain and surveillance here. , follow my instructions when you run later, understand?"
Okay... no matter what it is for, as long as you are motivated.
"You take off the 996 bracelet and I'll add a storage function for you."
"Lao Liang, I really belong to you!
Now I feel more confident. Why don't we clean the hospitality supply warehouse of the Evil Disaster Bureau? Then we will split it 50-50, and no one is allowed to betray anyone. "
"Change, let's change it another day."
Three hours later, the high-spirited Li Zhixian and the guilty Liang De wore sunglasses and walked outside a cafe in the outer suburbs of Xiangbei City.
Li Zhixian held the small compass in his hand for a long time and said to Liang De:
"It should be right here. The 500 points for buying the soul-seeking needle will be used for office expenses. I'll ask you to sign the certificate in two days."
"Okay, okay, hurry up."
After spending a long time stealing wine with this salted fish at the Evil Disaster Bureau, Liang De no longer knew whether he was still a righteous partner.
The two walked into the cafe, and the hall was empty.
This is normal. Even the no-name cafes in urban areas are often crowded and deserted. When they are busy, they probably attract many entrepreneurs, student parties, and overtime workers who buy a cup and sit there all day. The table turnover rate is extremely low. Whoever opens the restaurant Looking for abuse.
Liang De has never imagined how some large chain coffee shops other than Starbucks make money, such as Island Coffee, which has stores everywhere. Each store has few customers, but it never closes down. It is very mysterious and extremely popular. Possibly a secret society stronghold disguised as a café.
The dial of the Soul Calling Needle shows that there are forty or fifty red dots underground in this cafe. According to internal information from the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau, there are at least one-fifth of the pangolins in the Evil Sect here.
Liang De and Li Zhixian walked openly and openly into the stronghold of the evil sect wearing the uniforms of the Evil Disaster Bureau. The barista behind the bar immediately turned into a blood mist and seeped into the floor. The pangolins who were having a tea party in the basement soon became commotion.
Liang De's ears twitched and he concentrated to listen to what the pangolins were saying.
Before he could listen carefully, Li Zhixian stepped on the ground suddenly, shattering the marble floor and the barrier on the top of the basement. The two fell from the sky and landed in the center of the tea party of the evil maid of the evil sect.
The basement suddenly erupted with intense chanting, and painful sentences emerged one after another, as if dozens of primary school students were participating in a reading competition to select and recite teacher Guo Ming's works.
The black and red magic circle with pungent corpse odor filled the basement space, and the thick dark magic was like substance, forming an overwhelming black tide rushing towards Liang De and Li Zhixian.
Liang De reached out and took a snake fruit from the dining cart next to him, took two bites of it and threw it away. He clapped his hands and walked into the spell jointly launched by dozens of evil god maids.
The tide of dark magic whined and dissipated on the gray-black scales outside his body. Liang De reached out and picked up a Gothic girl about 1.45 meters. She was covered in deep red in the sunglasses, and her delicate skirt was There are at least seven or eight vengeful evil spirits sealed in the embroidery.
Liang De held her collar with his left hand, took out a blue decoration electric drill from his arms with his right hand, held it against her head and drilled it to the bottom.
Li Zhixian took a bottle of wine from the table, drank it, and violently smashed it on the head of the evil maid who was nearest to her. Amidst the screams, she grabbed the Goth girl who had not recited all the spells and beat her up. Smash it on the wall.
Amid the clatter of cups and plates, a banquet began.
