Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

Fang Qingyun, who had figured it out, was ready to explain the facts to Kikuchiyo after lunch. Now he still needed to plan his words carefully to avoid any accidents due to his poor speaking skills.

On the other side, Evelin, wearing a maid outfit, took out a communicator and made a long-distance call to the hell where Viola was. There was constant noise on Viola's side. At this time, she seemed to be a supervisor in the factory. There were roars of machines and the sound of flesh and blood moving everywhere.

"General, someone is stealing our house!" Evelyn had to shout out what she wanted to say loudly to ensure that Viola, who was concentrating on playing the real-time strategy game, could hear her.

"What? Speak louder. Hey, don't slow down the machine over here." Viola didn't hear Evelyn's words clearly. The second half of her words seemed to be communicating with the elite zombies next to her. The zombies who heard her instructions adjusted the power of the hell machine and continued to produce new intelligent zombies.

"General, someone is trying to take your position!" Evelyn roared. It was hard to imagine how such a powerful sound wave could burst out from her petite body. The sound even made Viola rub her ears. The intelligent zombies next to them continued to stare at the production of the machines without caring at all. There was only production and war in their minds.

Even because of Evelyn's own nervousness, she did not call Viola "Lady Viola" for the first time, but used the uncommon term "general".

Now that she had heard it clearly, Viola slapped her thigh and returned to the office in a military jacket: "Tell me everything in full."

Evelyn waited patiently for Viola to return to the office, and then poured out all of Fang Qingyun's recent actions, especially describing Kikuchiyo's confession.

After hearing the news, Viola's end was silent. Evelin seemed to imagine Viola's dark cloud pressing down on the city and prepared to be scolded. In the end, she only heard Viola's unclear voice, which sounded like she was eating something: "I thought it was something else, but it turned out to be this..."

Evelin almost thought she had heard it wrong. She was shocked. It was bad. She was afraid that Viola was angry and confused. She hurried to comfort Viola, but was persuaded by Viola inexplicably: "I'm not angry, I'm just curious, it's just a small matter, why do you have to make a long-distance call? The phone bill is very expensive."

It is indeed not cheap to transmit messages through the portal of hell, but this is not the point. Evelyn couldn't believe her ears: "But... Lady Viola, aren't you a firm supporter of monogamy? Then who is going to cheat! "

Viola was chewing something in her mouth, which made her speak a little unclearly: "Yes, I do insist on monogamy..."

“Then why are you…” Evelin interrupted her impatiently.

"But I still insist on one husband, one zombie, one dragon, and one dwarf..." Viola said the second half of the sentence, which caught Evelyn off guard. As long as they are not of the same race... it is not considered polygamy? Evelyn was stunned. She had never thought that Viola's pure love was such a pure love.

"Oh, that's not right," Viola changed her words, "It also includes a man, a 11.7-meter-tall zombie, a 11.6-meter-tall zombie..."

Evelyn understood now. It turned out that her general didn't take this seriously at all... He even included herself in the defense range. Now it seemed that Evelyn, who had hurried over to contact her, looked like something with a red nose.

“But you have to help me watch it.” After the teasing, Viola became serious, and Evelin also became serious. But soon, Viola’s next sentence made Evelin unable to control her expression: “The legal wife must be mine, and I must be the eldest…”

Evelyn didn't listen to him afterwards. For the first time, she made an extremely bold act of usurpation. She hung up Viola's phone call and began to doubt her life.

Is it that my values ​​are different from theirs? Is there something wrong with me, or is there something wrong with this world? Evelin fell into deep thought.

"What's the situation?" Pinxu, who had beaten up his young lady in the morning, led his men in a suicidal charge against one of Yazongyi's weapons factories in the afternoon. Perhaps because they were all holding a grudge in their hearts, all the members of the Dongyun faction fought very bravely.

"…That's it, boss. We brothers can't use the guns of the Yazong private police." The skinners under him tried various methods, whether it was knocking or attempting destructive disassembly, they could not figure out the principle of the guns, let alone unlock their fingerprint locks.

Firearms with fingerprint locks can only be used by private police, so the things these anti-Asians have snatched with great difficulty will eventually become waste.

And not only that, the private police factory also played a little trick. The triggers of all guns are only installed on the most heavily guarded production line. Now the things they robbed don't even have triggers. Even if there are bullets, they can't fire, let alone bypass the fingerprint lock.

This double insurance made the adventure a dead end. I thought I could upgrade my equipment through this surprise attack, but now I gained nothing.

Pinxu snorted heavily. Now that they had given up the young lady's "weakness", the remaining skinned ghosts of the Dongyun faction were all fighting with the private police with a spirit of death if they failed. However, it was still too difficult to fight the private police or even the mobile forces with knives. So Pinxu planned to grab a wave of guns to upgrade his equipment, but this news made his hopes completely dashed. He had no choice but to let the skinned ghosts retreat to the Dongyun faction's stronghold.

"Humph, these guys are really good at playing tricks..." Pinxu quickly adjusted his mentality in the base: "It doesn't matter, we conquered the world with just a sword, and now the situation is just back to normal."

What's more, Pinxu has a new way. If the private police's weapons can't be snatched... he can buy them from Fang Qingyun's base. Although they are all old goods, they are well maintained. But when he goes to buy a gun, he must not let the lady find out. Thinking of the lady, Pinxu couldn't help but sigh.

"If we ask Mr. Fang for more support, and the young lady finds out, it will cause trouble for Mr. Fang again..." Pinxu started to have a headache again.

"Next...what should we do next, Brother Pinxu?"

"You still need to ask me this?" Pinxu smiled as usual: "We will fight to the death with those lackeys of Ya Zongyi in this corner and teach them a good lesson."

“But,” the younger brother said with worry on his scarred face, “If we have to go through such a fierce hail of bullets, let alone the morale of our brothers, just the leader and Brother Pinxu…”

"It's the former leader." Pinxu corrected an omission in his younger brother's words: "Don't let it slip out at that time, it will be bad for Mr. Fang to deal with it."

"..." The younger brother was silent for a while. "It's just... although everyone punished themselves, some brothers couldn't bear the pressure and cut off a finger... Everyone's mood is still quite complicated..."

Pinxu put his hand to his mouth. His clenched fist was obviously missing a little finger. The broken finger was wrapped in a bandage, which looked quite untidy. "What else can I do? The person has passed away. It would be nice if I could have a baby and settle down. Well, it all depends on Mr. Fang. If Mr. Fang can arrange a good marriage for the young lady, our Dongyun Sect will not be extinct."

"I can't tell the difference so clearly..." Normally, the younger brother would still dare to joke with Pinxu: "When you are a father, is that how you feel at that time?"

Pinxu naturally understood what his younger brother meant. When else could it be? He laughed and scolded, "Idiot! Sending your daughter to marry is also a father's job... practice." At this point, Pinxu recalled the scene of beating Kikuchiyo. How could a father send his daughter to marry like this? His voice dropped. The two of them sat on the threshold of the stronghold, each thinking about their own things, and looked at each other in silence for a while.

Chapter 88: Zhongming has a strong claim, she is going to announce her coming to power

Suddenly, there was a commotion coming from the front door, and a skinned ghost ran in from the front door in a panic, shattering the hard-earned peace of the Dongyun Sect: "Brother Pinxu! Something big is... not good!"

Pinxu frowned. Why was he in such a hurry over such a small matter? Could it be that his crime had been exposed? He stood up from the steps and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Miss!" The skinned ghost barely even took a breath: "Miss, I'm back!"

"Ah?" Thousands of thoughts flashed through Pinxu's mind, and he came up with the simplest solution: "The young lady has come back again? That's easy? Bring a few brothers and chase her out with sticks."

"No... not Miss Kikuchiyo."

Now it was Pinxu's turn to be dumbfounded. Not Kikuchiyo? Or Miss? No way... A bad premonition came over him. The skinned ghost beside him quickly stepped aside and put on his mask. Now was a serious moment, and he couldn't act rashly.

"——Hey, Pinxu, long time no see."

A familiar voice came from behind the little brother who reported the news. Pinxu froze when he heard that voice. That devilish voice... was...

The visitor revealed her true face, wearing a red sailor suit, yellow tights and black leather shoes. Her arms were wrapped in tight gloves, which seamlessly connected with the short-sleeved sailor suit. No part of her arms was exposed. The most eye-catching part of her was her mouth full of shark teeth, which made her look like a little devil.

The visitor was none other than Mibu Sumei, the second daughter of the Tounomori sect. She had been exiled by her father for some reasons. Now, she had gotten the information that Kikuchiyo had been driven away from the sect, and was preparing to come back to take over the Tounomori sect.

Seeing Zhongming's devil-like face, Pinxu couldn't help but sweat dripping from his head. The strong man lowered his head quickly, and for the first time he couldn't even speak clearly: "Ms. Zhong, Zhong, Zhongming, you, you're back..."

Zhongming and Kikuchiyo are completely opposites. Kikuchiyo still has some sense of "righteousness" and "honor and disgrace", while Zhongming is completely money-oriented. For this reason, the relationship between Zhongming and Kikuchiyo is even more hostile. Zhongming is back now to take over the Dongyun School, and to find her sister to "reminisce".

If the Tounom faction under Kikuchiyo's management is still a party that can be called the Japanese Mafia, that is, it still has certain disciplines and requirements, then in the end, only the black hands of the Mafia are left. As long as they can gain benefits, they will do it, killing people and committing all kinds of evil. A little purge is a piece of cake for them.

Zhongming looked at the decoration inside the Dongyun Sect and simply walked around the bowing Pinxu: "What? Are you so happy to see me that you can't even speak?"

Pinxu said “No, no” immediately. Zhongming pointed out something to Pinxu: “I thought… you didn’t welcome me…”

Pinxu was sweating profusely. Zhongming walked around Pinxu twice and then walked away with a lack of interest. Then he heard a gunshot and a dull sound coming from behind Pinxu. Pinxu turned around quickly and saw that the skinned ghost who had just chatted with him was lying on the ground with blood holes all over his back, and it was obvious that he was dead.

The muzzle of the shotgun tucked under Zhongming's arm was smoking. She coldly kicked the skinning ghost's hand, which was still twitching and not yet dead. This action only showed her cold-bloodedness and disgust: "There is no leader now, even these random people have sneaked into the Dongyun sect... There are no rules..."

She seemed to really feel sorry for Pinxu for sitting with this skinned ghost, as if the subordinates and the leader were two completely different species.

Pinxu knew that the skinned ghost he had just chatted with was the most loyal member of the Dongyun Sect. He always rushed to the front when destroying Ya Zongyi's facilities. He even took the knife for Pinxu, struggled on the verge of death for two days, and kicked away the hand of the King of Hell and crawled back to the human world...

He did not die at the hands of the private police, nor did he die on the road to retreat. Instead, he died like a dog at the hands of Zhongming. The cause of death was still ridiculous, because he had no respect for his elders and did not follow the rules... Pinxu clenched his fists, but he held back the momentum of exploding: "This is really, I'm sorry to embarrass you..."

“Forget it, forget it.” Zhongming waved his hands, as if he was very generous: “It’s not your fault that there is no leader here.”

Pinxu seemed to hear some bad intentions in her words. His nerves were tense and he was interrupted by Zhongming's words before he could even utter a "Huh?"

Zhongming jumped onto the altar to commemorate the dead in battle, crossed her legs carelessly, and didn't care about the black stockings exposed under her skirt: "Didn't you drive away that silly sister for me and help me prepare? I saw that scene." She waved the shotgun and made several sweeping movements in the air: "Those few shots were really good, but the force was a little light."

"I didn't expect that you would give up your position as leader for me. Where did you get the news? You seem quite loyal, Pinxu." A devilish smile broke out on Zhongming's face. Her toes wrapped in black stockings were hooked on her pair of student-style black leather shoes, but from this aspect, Zhongming did look extremely charming. Her mouth full of shark teeth was enough to arouse some people's bold desires.

Unfortunately... she is not just an ordinary thorn... The consequence of swallowing someone like Zhongming who is rotten to the core, skin and bones, is that your intestines will be ruptured.

"That's...right." Pinxu had no choice but to agree. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. His death is a small matter. If Zhongming is dissatisfied and carries out a bloody purge of the remaining people in the Dongyun faction...it is foreseeable that these old subordinates will not survive.

For the lives of his old subordinates, Pinxu lowered his head deeply. The man clenched his teeth and, under the pressure of reality, lowered his back as if he had aged several years.

Zhongming naturally saw it, but she was not worried. As the second daughter of Mibu, she always insisted on asserting herself to the Dongyun Sect. No matter how hard Pinxu tried, he could not get out of her control. She only needed Pinxu's superficial cooperation. Deep loyalty was not necessary. What's more... she brought people with her. As long as she survived the initial stage of the business, then... the Dongyun Sect would be hers...

Seeing Pinxu's stoic look, Zhongming suddenly felt playful and wanted to tease him: "Originally, I thought it would be better for you to just kill my stupid sister, but... now you are thinking more considerately, and you actually left me the pleasure of doing it myself, hehehe."

The devilish laughter made Pinxu feel cold inside. He seemed to be able to foresee that if Kikuchiyo was caught by Zhongming, being taken to the spring sales might be a good ending. Otherwise, she might end up in some trash can and become someone else's broken toy.

"..." Pinxu did not express any opinion, but was worried about Kikuchiyo's safety. He never believed in God and only believed in his sword. For the first time, he prayed devoutly, praying that Mr. Fang could protect the young lady's safety.

After walking around without seeing any reaction from Pinxu, Zhongming was a little disappointed. She jumped to the other side of Pinxu, bent down to look at his expression, and added a little more explosive news: "That idiot, who is so righteous and moral, is bound by such a shitty slogan. It's really funny."

Pinxu, whose principles were insulted, was aroused by this bit of information. After all, the principles of justice and harmony were the foundation of the Dongyun School. "...Miss Zhongming, the principle of conquering the unrighteous sub-general was passed down from our ancestors..."

"——Did I ask you to speak? Pinxu?" Zhongming's cold voice made Pinxu realize the current situation. Now the lives of him and his brothers were all in the hands of Zhongming. As long as Zhongming was unhappy, they would all lose their heads. They had to make long-term plans.

"...The beard on your chin is messy. Pay attention to your appearance, otherwise... I will have to shave off your beard and your head together." Zhongming said meaningfully, and the pump-action shotgun in her hand flowed between her fingers like a toy.

"I'm sorry." Pinxu gave up all his dignity and chose to bow his head.

Zhongming was very satisfied with Pinxu's performance. The feeling of crushing others' dignity was extremely satisfying. "Now that I'm here, this muddled game of playing house should be over. Since that stinky woman is not here, the Dongyun Sect can only be led by someone else...right?"

Zhongming used the shotgun as a crutch, stretched it under the chin of Pinxu who lowered his head, and lifted his face up little by little. Pinxu had to cooperate and raise his head. This extreme humiliation made the man seem to have aged several years: "...Yes, what can I do for you, Miss Zhongming?"

"The basic method of grabbing a bargain is to monopolize it. As long as all competitors are eliminated, things will be easy." Zhongming was very satisfied with Pinxu's reaction. She put down the shotgun that was against Pinxu's chin, sat on the wooden chair in the sacrificial area with the gun in her hand, crossed her legs, and emphasized the last few words: "Especially the organization that that idiot joined, we must destroy it..."

"I will tear into pieces everything that woman cherishes most in front of her... hehehe" Zhongming laughed, and that laughter did not sound like that of a clown. Instead, it revealed boundless joy and murderous intent.

This is a serious matter... Pinxu looked at the eight black-clad warriors who filed in from the main gate. Some of these warriors were holding miniature machine guns. The only thing he could do now was to pray for Mr. and Miss Fang.

You must hold on, Mr. Fang.

"You have nothing to do here for now, go down." Zhongming put his feet on the table and said to the black warrior who followed him.

These black-clad warriors have another name that is different from the skinning ghosts, the Black Mistress.

There is almost no difference between them and the skinned ghosts in appearance, except that the skinned ghosts are all dressed in white, while they are dressed in black. The evil ghost masks on their faces look the same, the only difference is the equipment they are wearing.

All of these Black Destroyers were the forces accumulated by Zhongming outside. There were only eight elite leaders, but the other nameless warriors were also top-notch fighters. The elite leaders who used knives were not inferior to Pinxu in a competition. The nameless warrior who could use a gun was carrying a very exaggerated-looking miniature machine gun, which only needed a short period of warm-up to shoot everything in front of him into minced meat.

Chapter 89: It’s better for this old minister to knock on the door. Ah, the force is a bit too strong.

Zhongming, who had just established her prestige by shooting someone in the face, naturally knew the principle of giving a sweet reward after a blow. She clapped her hands, and the few Black Destroyers who had just entered carried a box and walked all the way to Zhongming. They opened the box, and based on these warriors' limited knowledge of hot weapons, they could only recognize that there was a miniature machine gun inside, with yellow ammunition next to it.

"Arm up, guys, we are going to start making big money" Zhongming showed an impudent smile. What does it matter if he cooperates with Ya Zongyi for the sake of money?

The skinned ghosts looked at each other, and no one dared to take it, for fear that they would accidentally anger the moody Miss Zhongming and be killed like the previous person. Now that person's body was not yet completely cold, if they were touched, they would probably be buried together.

"Pinxu?" Zhongming's voice was like a distant ghost.

“…In” Pinxu dared not refuse.

"Set an example. Samurai must keep pace with the times... Just throw away that broken sword. There's no need to use it. It's broken into pieces." Zhongming's words meant a lot. She was forcing Pinxu to give up his oath and using her brothers' lives to force Pinxu. Looking at Pinxu's struggle, Zhongming felt quite pleased.

Although Pinxu's knife has been through many hardships, it is still extremely sharp due to good maintenance, and it still maintains the same appearance as when the master of the family gave it to him. What he has to throw away now is not the knife, but the oath and loyalty he made to the master of the family.

Seeing Pinxu's reluctance, Zhongming couldn't help but fantasize that it would be even better if Kikuchiyo could kneel in front of her and scream at this time. Just thinking of such a scene made her feel hungry.

"...I will follow your orders, young lady." Pinxu put down the sword given to him by the previous head of the Dongyun sect, bent down and touched the miniature machine gun. Although he knew that the thing was a more powerful weapon than a sword, such an act was undoubtedly a betrayal for a samurai and a discredit to his honor.

But now there are so many eyes around him, so many brothers watching him, as if he is being roasted on a fire. He has only one choice, and that is to set an example, otherwise... the consequences can be imagined.

"...Is this your attitude towards my gift?" Zhongming was very dissatisfied with Pinxu's attitude. She took her legs off the altar, put them on Pinxu's shoulders, and pressed down hard.

Under such circumstances, with the surrounding Black Destroyers watching eagerly, Pinxu knelt on the ground for the lives of his brothers...

What was kneeling down was also his backbone and dignity.

Seeing Pinxu being so tactful, Zhongming smiled with satisfaction as if he had watched a big show. The skinned ghosts around him no longer hesitated. With Pinxu as an example, they followed the Black Mie Clan to the door and armed themselves with the weapons in the box.

Their idea was simple. The situation was stronger than people. If they didn't bow their heads, they would lose their heads. Didn't you see that Brother Pinxu bowed his head? Even if it was a humiliation, these weapons were used to fight against Ya Zongyi, which was better than charging into the hail of bullets.

Noticing the bandaged hands of several skinned ghosts including Pinxu, Zhongming narrowed his eyes and seemed to realize something. Broken fingers? This is a punishment in the Jidao. If the superior's instructions are not followed or something is done that deviates from the superior's instructions, the punishment will be broken fingers.

These wounds all seem to be recent, and there is only one recent wound that may be related to the superiors: Kikuchiyo's betrayal.

So... these people are all die-hard fans? Zhongming took a look around. Pinxu was still somewhat useful, he could be used as a thug. Dealing with him too early would easily cause people to become restless. With this little support from Heimiezhong, if they really rebelled, he might not be able to suppress them. Then...

The best ones should be kept first, and the other broken fingers can be dealt with.

Zhongming took his foot off Pinxu's body, leaving footprints on Pinxu's white suit, but he didn't dare to wipe it off, so he could only take two steps back in humiliation. Zhongming beckoned, and a leader of the Black Destroyer Clan nearby leaned over to listen to Zhongming's instructions.

"Du Juan, take two people and deal with all those with severed fingers. Do it cleanly. After that, find out the addresses of the anti-Asian organizations around. Go back and visit them one by one. Kill those who don't obey." Zhong Ming gave instructions softly, then clapped his hands: "Go!"

The Black Destroyer named "Dujuan" took the order and left without any nonsense. He was Zhongming's most trusted confidant, who was reliable and loyal. This kind of thing could be foolproof if left to him.

After quietly instructing Dujuan, Zhongming called out to the remaining leaders: "Die, Milu?"

"Here!" The two members of the Black Destroyer group obeyed the order.

"You two should take some people with you and charter the luxury cruise ship at that port. Be quick and efficient. The new base of the Dongyun Sect will be located there."

"Wine cups, geese, swallows, and eight bridges!"

"Here!" the four Black Destroyers said in unison.

“There should be some people you like in the organization that my silly sister joined, right? Pick two for me and tie them up so that they can cause chaos. You can use the two tied people as you like.” Zhongming naturally understood what “use” meant. There were all kinds of people in the Black Mie group. As long as they had the ability, they would be employed. Among them, there were naturally many perverts, alcoholics, and those with evil intentions.

Among these people there are naturally Fuso's specialties: perverts, and the evolved form of perverts: rapists. Zhongming doesn't care about these things. As long as they work for her and make a profit, she will dare to use them even if they are wanted criminals.

The subtext of her words was to let these guys capture two women and abuse them in front of that stupid sister's organization, so as to force them to take action. This way it would be easier to wipe them out in one fell swoop, and they wouldn't have to play whack-a-mole with these rats.

The four Black Destroyers naturally understood what Zhongming meant. Yahashi laughed. He was the evolved pervert among them. Zhongming's task was exactly what he wanted: "Miss, I promise to pick a good-looking puppet sister from among them..." With saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, Zhongming suppressed his disgusting expression well and waved his hand to drive them away.

The four members of the Black Destroyer Clan took the order and left. With enough money, they could naturally choose various vehicles. It was naturally easy for them to kidnap a "puppet".

Alice, who didn't know she had become the so-called "doll sister", was still happily playing with building blocks in the base, while Shadow beside her was quietly drinking black tea, watching Alice play happily. Around them, thirty-six maids surrounded the base in various postures, like throwing beans to make soldiers, making it as solid as a rock.

Shadow's observation ability told her that these maids had combat capabilities no less than special forces, and this formation could respond quickly to emergencies and protect the two of them from evacuation.