From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Saeko Busujima narrowed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and frowned: "You're too fast, and the distance is too far, I can't see you clearly."

"Then I'll move closer."

Saeko Busujima, confident in her Busujima-style swordsmanship and knowing her opponent was unarmed, thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "You can come closer, but you must stop when I tell you to."

"Of course, it's up to you." Xiao Miao nodded in agreement, holding up his driver's license and approaching step by step, his movements slow, which reassured Du Dao a little.

Once the distance between them closed to ten meters, Busujima shouted, "Stop! Don't wave your hands around!"

"How about this, I'll just throw your ID at you, take a good look at it, and then give it back to me, okay?"

After Xiao Miao finished speaking, without waiting for Saeko Busujima's reply, he threw the driver's license at her.

Saeko Busujima was startled, her gaze instinctively following the driver's license to the sky. The next second she realized she had fallen into a trap, but it was too late.

call!

Xiao Miao crouched down and suddenly exerted his strength, rushing towards Saeko Busujima like an arrow released from a bow. The speed he unleashed instantly brought with it a howling wind, and he reached Saeko Busujima's side in the blink of an eye.

Saeko Busujima reacted incredibly quickly. The instant she realized something was wrong, she pressed the dial button, then dropped her phone and grabbed her sword with both hands. Her mastery of the Busujima-style swordsmanship was almost instinctive as she swung the white oak sword fiercely toward Xiao Miao's head.

After throwing the blow, Saeko Busujima regretted it. If the blow had landed squarely on the head, the opponent would have suffered a concussion even if they didn't die. Had she gone too far?

Snapped!

The wooden sword trembled slightly, but Saeko Busujima's eyes widened instantly, her mouth slightly agape, as if she had seen something incredible.

"He... he actually did it with one hand..."

Xiao Miao caught Saeko Busujima's wooden sword with one hand and grinned, "Your strength is pretty good. I almost didn't catch it. Really, it was just a hair's breadth away."

Saeko Busujima was speechless. Men's words are deceitful! You clearly handled everything with ease and composure!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Miao suddenly drew his sword. Saeko Busujima felt an overwhelming force flowing along the blade, and her body was pulled away uncontrollably, like a swallow returning to its nest.

Xiao Miao lunged forward, releasing the wooden sword with his left hand and wrapping his arms around Saeko Busujima's shoulders. With his right hand, he formed a sword with his palm and slammed it down heavily on the back of Saeko Busujima's neck.

"Ah!" Saeko Busujima cried out in pain, but did not faint as Xiao Miao had expected.

Xiao Miao: ...That's not how it is in the movie!

To avoid any further complications, he quickly pulled out a handkerchief containing sedatives from his pocket and covered Saeko Busujima's mouth and nose.

"Waaaaah~~~"

Saeko Busujima struggled desperately, a look of despair flashing in her eyes, but her consciousness grew increasingly hazy.

She is very confident in her looks, temperament and figure, and understands what kind of torment she will suffer if she falls into the hands of bad people. Maybe this time next year, she will become a mother!

However, the difference in physical strength between the two was too great. Saeko Busujima's desperate struggles seemed like coquetry to Xiao Miao. The girl's struggles weakened rapidly, and she clung to Xiao Miao's arm like a koala.

Xiao Miao covered her face for a few more seconds to make sure Saeko Busujima wasn't faking unconsciousness before putting away the handkerchief, hoisting her onto his shoulder, and hanging up the phone to call the police.

"She lives in the dojo next door. It looks like a pretty big place. We went in to interrogate the slick-haired man."

Alice frowned: "It's best not to affect too many ordinary people. What about her parents?"

Xiao Miao patted Saeko Busujima on the shoulder: "This girl lives alone. She's the only one in the entire dojo. Even if she screams her lungs out, no one will hear her."

Alice was stunned: "You even know this kind of information?"

"Would you believe me if I said I just remembered?"

"Hehe." These two simple words contain a wealth of information.

Xiao Miao shook his head helplessly. The world is going to the dogs and people are no longer as honest as they used to be. No one believed him when he told the truth.

......

At the Busujima Kendo Dojo, Xiao Miao and his companion placed the unconscious Fujito and Busujima Saeko in the main hall's reception room. Fujito was bound hand and foot, while Busujima Saeko was only bound by her hands.

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Alice brought a basin of cold water and poured it on Wisteria's face. Wisteria's body trembled instinctively, her eyelids twitched, and she did not wake up for a long time.

Alice wanted to pour another bucket of cold water on her, but Xiao Miao stopped her: "No need for that, I have a more traditional method."

He grabbed Zi Teng by the neck with one hand and used his right hand to unleash the Ten Subduing Dragon Palms, striking her left and right in quick succession.

Clap clap clap clap, clap clap clap, clap clap!

Zi Teng slowly woke up, a burning pain on her cheek instantly dispelling the effects of the sedative.

He looked at the male and female kidnappers in front of him with a terrified gaze, and subconsciously threatened, "Who are you people? Do you know who I am? My father is Congressman Ichiro Fujito. You'd better release me right now, or my father won't let you off the hook."

Xiao Miao nodded: "I see. But you've already seen our faces."

He looked at Alice: "How about we kill the hostage and run away?"

"Uh..." Wisteria's breath hitched, and a sheepish smile appeared on her face. "Hahaha, do you want money? My dad is rich, but he doesn't care about me. But I can help you lure him out!"

"Then you are truly a filial son."

Xiao Miao pulled out a fruit knife and lightly sliced ​​it across Zi Teng's cheek: "Tell me, what kind of shady dealings have the Zi Teng family and the Umbrella Corporation been involved in?"

Upon hearing the words "protective umbrella," Zi Teng's pupils constricted sharply, and a bead of cold sweat slid down her forehead.

The other party was actually targeting the Umbrella Corporation!

Koichi Fujito was very aware of the collaboration between the Fujito family and the Umbrella Corporation, and he is still deeply involved in it to this day.

It's true that he had a falling out with his father, Ichiro Fujito, but he was a pure political creature, and the falling out didn't prevent the father and son from working for the Umbrella Corporation at the same time.

Just like dogs in the same owner's care, they may not get along, but they will still work together when doing chores for their owner.

Koichi Fujito knew very well that if what he had done for the Umbrella Corporation were made public, it would definitely cause unprecedented public outrage, and the Fujito family's hard-earned business and network of connections accumulated over generations would completely collapse.

You absolutely mustn't tell!

Thinking of this, Koichi's attitude changed 180 degrees, revealing a tough expression. He stretched his neck, flicked his hair, and his tone returned to calm: "So that's what you're asking. I'm sorry, I don't know anything about it, and I can't say anything."

puff!

Xiao Miao plunged the knife into Zifeng Haoyi's thigh, twisting his wrist so that the blade spun a full circle inside his thigh.

"Aaaaaah!" Zi Teng's piercing scream shot straight to the roof beams, tears and snot streaming down her face: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"

Zifang thought he was a tough guy, but he was clearly wrong, and very wrong at that.

Xiao Miao took out paper and pen: "Let's start with the first thing you made peace. Don't try to hide anything. I will check your contents repeatedly. If there are any inconsistencies... you should know the consequences."

Zifang nodded incessantly like a chick pecking at rice, snot and tears streaming down her face. After catching her breath, she began to recount how the Umbrella Corporation first entered Bedhome City.

On the other side, Saeko Busujima, lying on the ground with her hands bound, had her eyelids trembling slightly. She had regained consciousness but did not make any rash moves.

She secretly pricked up her fair ears, listening as Zi Teng slowly recounted one shady deal after another, her breathing gradually becoming rapid.

It turns out that Ms. Zifang was really a bad person, and I had wrongly accused that handsome guy!

P.S.: AI image of Saeko Busujima