Diablo Destruction

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The figure of a person is slightly lonely, but it is not enough to make me retreat. The lonely journey of my career as an adventurer has long trained me to have a broad heart that is best at communicating with myself, and I have become proficient in the art of fighting each other.

It's impossible to go to an Internet cafe. It's so painful to refresh equipment alone. The most important thing is - I can't beat it. Even if I can beat it, I can't refresh it. I really can't afford to hurt a model worker with a blue outfit. .

It just lacks a BUG small amulet, or the pendant BUFF of the first and second senior brothers.

After thinking about it, I still have to think of Greenwood Bar as my second home.

As soon as I sat down, Feini brought a glass of ice water with small steps. I poked my head and looked around.

"Stop looking, Bisi isn't here, meow." Looking at me like this, Feini knew it all.

"I'm not looking for Bisi, I'm looking for Aika Laiyin."

"So you're tired of playing with Bisi and want to find a new love, meow? Or is your target the best friend of your old lover, meow?" The little transvestite looked shocked. Looking at her honey-smeared dog mouth, I really wanted to pull out the roots from it. Ivory comes.

At least it can make some money.

"I have something to do with her. I have something to do." I just let it go and didn't care about her.

"Speaking of which, why are you here?"

"Meow, this is my shop, am I normal here?"

"You rented my shop." I had to remind the little transvestite to pay attention to the choice of words and sentences. Don't be presumptuous in front of me, a landlord who is qualified to row dragon boats, otherwise I will lose a job with an annual salary of one million in a minute.

Then he glanced furtively at the bar, oh, the long-lost Big Brother White Wolf was playing cool there, and there were several lonely ladies with shining eyes gathered in front of the bar.

It's a pity that you still don't have a part in the show today, just take the chicken butt and leave.

"Aren't you all in the same group? Recently, you formed a gang of some sort, headed by Aika Laiyin. You, Bisi, and that so-and-so Na, all worked together all day long, talking and discussing. "

I was trying to describe Miss Bailong's evil organization in the most concise and beautifying way.

After hearing this, Feini looked at me for some reason and smiled bitterly: "It's not some weird organization, Meow, it's just...and, how should I put it, I haven't completely decided whether to join Meow."

"No, you are all together."

"For now, just joining meow for now."

The little transvestite seemed to be particularly resistant to the evil organization, with a tangled look on her face as she tried her best to retort.

"But I think Bisi seems to have joined."

"Well, that's the biggest problem, meow."

"I don't think Aika Yin is a bad person."

"There are no pure good guys or bad guys in this world. It just depends on where you stand."

I can't believe that this guy can spit out something profound from his mouth.

I took a sip of ice water and thought to myself, it was indeed because of Bisi that Feini got on this boat. In fact, she should be reluctant, but why was she reluctant? It was because she didn’t agree with Aika’s coming to Yin. Or are you, as the first generation of magical girls, tired of your identity or life as a magical girl? Or there are other reasons.

In fact, what I am most interested in is the first generation of magical girls. Who else is there besides Fini? If it were not for my current identity and positioning, I would not be suitable to ask this question, so I would have to let Fini reveal a little bit.

According to the script, according to the urine of the Red and White Princess, this first-generation magical girl is probably also in this city, living with a disguised face, and is probably around me.

According to the setting, these first-generation magical girls should be about the same age, and we know that the age setting of the little transvestite in this world should be about thirty years old, slightly older than Bisi and Oona.

So, can we draw some conclusions about the model lake...

Hey, what do I want to do with this? What does the first generation of magical girls have to do with me? Let's think about how to find Aika Laiyin first, and how to trick her into visiting his home without arousing suspicion.

After filling half a glass of ice water, I saw that the little transvestite was still holding the tray, and she didn’t ask me what I wanted. She just stood there, subconsciously rubbing the edge of the plate with her index finger, as if she was deep in thought. Unable to extricate himself, the whole person looked a little confused.

So, I couldn't help but be curious about the first generation, and chose to continue chatting in a roundabout way.

"I see that you... don't seem to have any other friends?"

"Meow? Meow? Meow? Why did Mr. Wu say that? Meow? All the guests in the bar are my good friends, meow." The little transvestite came back from her thoughts and tilted her head, which was a little cute.

"Besides the guests, or rather old friends, I only seem to see you and Onabis being closer. Of course, we haven't known each other for long, so we can't even talk about understanding each other. Just treat it as a very abrupt guess on my part. .”

"Old friend...meow?"

This sentence seemed to touch a soft switch in the little transvestite's heart, and her expression instantly became a little vague and gentle.

"Actually, besides Bisiona, there are still some cats."

"Oh?" I thought to myself, is this an unexpected information gain?

"It's just that we are far apart now. I wonder if we will have a chance to meet again."

"Hey, can people still be trapped by distance these days? Is it because the Internet speed is not fast enough or there are not enough planes?" I paused and thought of the only possibility.

"Unless your wallet is not big enough."

But Fini, who makes millions a year from running a bar, doesn't look like a poor person who can't afford the Internet or fly.

"It's not the physical distance. This far apart refers to the spiritual distance." Feini put down the tray in her arms quite childishly, raised her hands high, and made a big heart sign in front of me.

It's just cute though.

"Can I understand that... you have a conflict with your old friend?"

"Well, it's not wrong to understand it this way, but I personally think that everyone's relationship is actually very good. It's just that they are afraid of hurting each other, so they have their own reasons for not being able to see each other."

As a straight man, I have an unceremonious comment on Feini’s explanation.

"So, women are troublesome. They are neither quick nor quick, chattering and dawdling. They are not like us. The worst is to have a fight, or to completely cut off and never have contact with each other until death. If you can't do it, just go out for a drink. Let’s have some wine and hot pot, and we’ll be good brothers again the next day.”

Looking up, I felt a little unhappy when I saw Feini pursed her lips in joy.

"What, did I say something wrong?"

"No, no, no, I completely agree with what Mr. Wu said." Feini wiped the corners of her smiling eyes and said, "I dare not say anything about other men. Mr. Wu is just like that. That's right."

"You sound like you know me very well."

"It's not too late to get to know him from now on, meow. I think it will be great to be friends with Mr. Wu, meow."

"Hiss, can you speak lower down, so that your fans can hear you and not tear me apart?"

I felt a chill coming from my back for no apparent reason, and I looked around quickly, fearing that four or five men with fierce chests and hairy chests would appear and push me down on the table and beat me up.

But I have to admit that the little transvestite who just said those words had a smile as sweet as her first love, her expression was sincere, and her attitude was sincere, not like business jargon.

That's why I'm worried about being wanted by the Finny fan club.

"Even if you say that, don't even think about me ordering an extra glass of juice, a piece of cake, etc. You won't be having a low consumption, right?"

As long as Feeney nodded, I immediately stood up, pretended to be looking for someone, turned around and left. The shining red scarf on my chest made me absolutely not accustomed to these evil consumerist systems.

"I'm treating you today, so Mr. Wu can rest assured that you can sit here and meow whatever you want."

"That's pretty much it."

I breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly, I felt that I couldn't relax yet.

This little transvestite didn't answer me directly. Did she admit that there was indeed a low level of dissatisfaction?

Maybe even meal time restrictions? !

Just when I was shocked at how many street lamps this bitch had to hang to make people complain, the dog tag vibrated and sounded a pleasant ringing sound.

"Go and do your business." I waved to Feini, took out my phone and looked at it, I couldn't hide my joy.

It's Laina's phone number.

She still loves me after all!

"elder brother?"

"Yes, it's me, it's me." I nodded while pecking at the rice, and looked up at Feini. This guy was quite nosy, so I had to be careful not to eavesdrop on her.

It's a pity that the little transvestite didn't have time to eavesdrop on my phone call. As soon as she turned around to leave, she was grabbed by the ears by Oona, who had been coveting her for a long time, and was quickly taken to the kitchen. You could vaguely hear Oona and (biting) Ai. The sound of teeth that are like teeth.

"Give you three minutes, I want to know all the information about those old friends you mentioned!"

It turns out that the chill that hit my spine just now was caused by an innocent person.

Seeing Fini being carried pitifully by Oona and disappearing behind the bar, I ignored her last look for help and focused on the conversation with my sister.

"It's me, Laina."

"Brother is looking for me?"

"Yes, I just went to the instant noodle factory and found that you were not there, so I thought of calling you to ask about the situation. As long as you are okay."

"Sorry, the signal here just now was not very good."

"It's okay, it's okay. I don't have anything important to do. You are busy with your business and leave me alone."

"I've been really busy lately, and I haven't been able to take care of the instant noodle factory. Oh, my brother will probably deduct my salary."

No need to guess, I can think of Laina on the phone, with a hint of sly smile in her tranquility.

However, before answering Laina's question, there is a bigger question before me.

"Laina, I just want to know a little bit. Have I... ever paid you a salary before?"

"Of course, don't forget that I am in charge of finances. If someone else's is missing, it is impossible to lose my own share, oh, and my sister's." Laina said with a playful voice on the phone.

"That's good." I breathed a sigh of relief. Although the matter seemed inconspicuous and Laina probably wouldn't care about the money, it was the dividing line between a real brother and a disdainful brother.

"Probably because I have lost my memory and can't remember, my brother gave us a generous reward that we couldn't refuse, so my sister and I can only sell our lives to him for the rest of our lives."

"Really? I don't study well, so don't lie to me." With the little profit from the instant noodle factory, all the wages can be paid to the two sisters. How much can they get, and they still can't refuse?

"really."

"When you say that, I'm really curious. How much salary did I give you?"

"Lots, lots, lots, lots of love from my brother~~~"

I touched my cheeks, rubbed my nose, scratched my hair, and moved my butt.

My sister's strength has dried up.

want to!

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