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

"...The truth is, giving orders in a command vehicle is actually a kind of man's romance." Fang Qingyun showed an unfathomable smile.

"really……"

"Speaking of which... does this feel like using them as tools?" Fang Qingyun felt a little guilty: "Why do I feel like I'm a complete scumbag? In addition to wanting to cheat on someone's body, I also want to cheat on their ability?"

Evelin, who had been busy as a housekeeper from beginning to end, rolled her eyes. You remember me now, but she still comforted Fang Qingyun with a righteous attitude: "A scumbag is irresponsible after cheating, but you really treat them as family. As long as you remember what you said today and your state of mind when you asked this question today, you will never become a scumbag."

Fang Qingyun was silent for a moment, then said, "Thank you."

Now it was Evelyn's turn to yell "What?"

Fang Qingyun shouted back in a loud voice: "...I said thank you!"

Chapter 102: When the law cannot bring justice to the parties involved...

"Sure enough, my silly sister will come after all." Zhongming stood on the top floor of the yacht, crossed his legs, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and took a sip calmly: "It's normal that the messenger didn't come back. Although that silly sister is loyal and righteous, she is still a human being after all, don't you think so? Pinxu?"

Zhongming kicked Pinxu who was standing next to him, causing him to stagger: "Go, Pinxu, go to the bottom of the boat to pick up your master..."

Pinxu reacted quickly at this moment. If he really went, he might have been shot several times in the back and "committed suicide". Zhongming was obviously testing his loyalty unintentionally. He lowered his head slightly and expressed his loyalty to Zhongming: "There will always be only one leader of the Dongyun faction."

He didn't say the next sentence, which was enough to make Zhongming satisfied. Although the subtext of the second half of Pinxu's sentence was that she could only be Kikuchiyo forever, Zhongming didn't care about those little movements. She hooked her feet, released her feet from the shoes, and moved her feet: "Pass on my order, Pinxu will receive my silly sister."

Zhongming looked at Pinxu, whose face was slightly tilted, and hid his half-smiled shark teeth behind the cup: "Go... Pinxu, show me your loyalty"

Pinxu obeyed the order on the surface. He wanted to use his palm with only four fingers left to take the sword given by the master, but suddenly realized that as a samurai, the sword had been thrown away in front of Zhongming. What kind of samurai is he without a sword? Pinxu grinned helplessly, picked up an assault rifle from the gun rack next to him with an unskilled hand, and walked out of the door under Zhongming's interested eyes.

If Zhongming knew that there were at least three guns pointed at her head, she would not be so carefree, but it was obvious that she didn't know. Fang Qingyun didn't intend to shoot her directly, because that would deprive Kikuchiyo of the pleasure of revenge. Kikuchiyo needed to make peace with the past, just like he didn't bother her last night. Now Fang Qingyun also had to create space for her.

Pinxu, who was about to walk out the door, suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be that Mr. Fang had told the young lady about those things? Wouldn't this push the young lady into the fire pit? No, I have to tell the young lady quickly that this is a trap and let her go back.

Thinking of this, Pinxu went out and looked around for faces, but he couldn't find the familiar faces who had held the "rebellion meeting" at the beginning. What happened? He was secretly anxious in his heart. Damn, where did those guys go? I remember that only a few people died...

What Pinxu didn't know was that he was the only one left who was still loyal. There were only a few who were shown to him at the beginning, but in fact the entire Skinned Ghost had been cleansed out, and those who were left were centrists who didn't care who they followed.

Pinxu is like a clown on a stage play, doing self-righteous things under the gaze of Zhongming. From beginning to end, all his actions are under the control of Zhongming. If Zhongming gets tired of playing one day, he can just cut the silk thread and pull out this man's bones.

"You guys, follow me!" Pinxu, who was desperate, looked around at the black murderers around him, and finally chose the group of skinned ghosts he brought with him. The skinned ghosts followed Pinxu downstairs with various guns.

"Swallow" holding a wine glass outside the door stared at Pinxu's back and sneered. The pervert "Yabashi" next to him drunkenly poured a glass of wine into his mouth: "Why bother about him? The lady can see everything this guy does. He thinks he is hiding it well, but in fact everyone knows it."

Yan Zi ignored Pin Xu. He sat up, stood on the top floor, looked down, and called out to Yahashi: "Look!"

He pointed at Kikuchiyo and her group who were getting off the car under the boat and said: "She is accompanied by several hot girls." He was referring to the team of maids following Kikuchiyo.

Yahashi stood up unsteadily, his mouth full of alcohol: "Tsk, they are all too old, nothing good to see, the doll sister from that day is still better..." He twisted his body like a big fat pig.

They didn't know that their conversations and every move were under Antina's surveillance. Antina easily hacked into the surveillance system and turned all the cameras and the field of view of various snipers into screens, which were transmitted to Fang Qingyun's command center.

Shadow Alice, who heard Yatsuhashi's voice in the headset, couldn't suppress her anger. She had vaguely sensed the existence of the group of people following her. If they hadn't taken action, she would have killed them all. Who else could the puppet sister in the pervert's mouth be but Alice? Shadow Alice pressed her microphone, hesitated for a moment, and still used Alice's way of calling: "...Brother"

This was not the time for a little adult like her to be ashamed. Her face was cold: "Leave that person to me later. Anyone who dares to have evil thoughts towards Alice must die!"

"Approve." Fang Qingyun agreed to her request. He thought about it and felt that Shadow Alice was quite like a dual-wielding big claw. As the number one Xier fan who only supports Xier, he hated Xier's style. If I clear the level this time and collect enough money, maybe I can make my family more popular? Fang Qingyun calculated.

Pinxu led his men through the heavily guarded second floor, and passed through the first floor full of skinned ghosts. No matter how stupid he was, he should have been able to see Zhongming's idea: Zhongming planned to use Kikuchiyo's own people on the first floor to make Kikuchiyo consume her physical strength, then use the Black Mine Crowd on the second floor as the main attack, and finally the elite on the third floor and her to put an end to Kikuchiyo.

Pinxu seemed to have seen the scene of Kikuchiyo lying in a pool of blood. He had no time to be humble, and rushed out of the first-floor lobby with his men, went down the gangway at high speed, and blocked Kikuchiyo.

Pinxu was shocked by the attire of Kikuchiyo. He did not expect that his young lady would actually change into a women's suit and not wear a mask. She came over with gifts in her hands without any precautions, as if she was really going to attend a banquet. If she went up, wouldn't she be stopped by someone as soon as they saw her?

Ignoring the interested gaze of Zhongming on the top floor behind him, Pinxu stretched out his hand to block Kikuchiyo's way forward. His slightly bloodstained suit made him look unrecognizable. "Why did you come here by yourself? Where is Mr. Fang? Didn't Mr. Fang stop you?"

Pinxu's mouth was like a machine gun, shooting out his loyalty to the young lady: "Miss, listen to my advice, this is a trap, go back quickly, I'll cover you here"

Kikuchiyo looked at this old subordinate with complicated eyes. Her gaze fixed on Pinxu's haggard expression and the broken fingers on his hands wrapped in dirty bandages, and then turned to Pinxu's white hair. Only then did she realize as if in a lifetime ago that Pinxu had grown old. Pinxu was no longer the "immortal Pinxu" who was full of vigor and passion. He was like a torch that had burned out, trying to dispel the darkness in front of her with the last ray of light.

Kikuchiyo shook her head. Why didn't she notice these details at the beginning? She patted Pinxu's shoulder, raised her head and looked at Zhongming on the top, her eyes full of cold murderous intent.

Frightened by the murderous intent, Zhongming unconsciously withdrew her gaze, and she returned to her seat: "How dare that bitch?" She gritted her teeth, and after thinking it over, she made a decision: "Dujuan, take the elite and follow me, I'm going to the second floor to treat that bitch well."

Du Juan said nothing and called all the well-known members of the Black Mist Clan. The eight of them escorted Zhongming downstairs and arranged a chair for her on the second floor where the terrain was higher so that she could watch the next scene directly.

Kikuchiyo withdrew her gaze, but Pinxu held her hand. The man almost knelt down and begged Kikuchiyo to leave quickly. Kikuchiyo just calmly helped Pinxu up and smiled at him: "I know what I have to do, Pinxu..."

She was silent for a while, and comforted the man in front of her who could almost be considered a father: "I have grown up, and there are things I must do. This is the fate I must face, so... wait, Pinxu, I will be down in a moment."

She took a stick of incense from the maid, lit it with a lighter, and carefully put it into Pinxu's hand. Looking at the smoke curling in front of her, Kikuchiyo grabbed the handrail of the gangway with one hand and left a message to Pinxu: "Hold it for the brothers, I'll be back soon."

Pinxu looked at Kikuchiyo struggling to climb up with the gifts, and tears welled up in his eyes for a moment. His young lady had finally grown up. She could exercise her subjective initiative and knew how to do things. But soon, this joy disappeared in front of the urn in the maid's hand. He stared at the urn in a daze, looking at the words written on it by the young lady herself: Twenty-three people from the Dongyun School.

He seemed to know where those disappeared people had gone, and also seemed to know why the young lady had such murderous intentions. He took the urn from the maid with trembling hands and slowly placed it in his arms to protect it. He knew what the incense stick meant. He knelt in the dust on the shore, and seemed to have aged several years.

The huge blow made him lose the ability to speak, and he couldn't even cry. He never thought that after just a period of absence, that familiar figure, that familiar brother who called him "Brother Pinxu", would just turn into a jar of yellow earth.

He understood deeply, and also understood why the young lady behaved like that. Now the young lady could not be stopped, and the blood debt must be paid with blood...

The maid stayed under the gangway, and Kikuchiyo climbed up the side of the ship in a white dress, looking aloof like a swordsman. For a moment, the skinned ghosts who were forced to die did not dare to approach her, because her aura was too strong at this time.

Kikuchiyo drew out the knife with one hand and held the gift box with the other. Inside the gift box were the remaining remains of the messenger. She wanted to throw these things at Zhongming's face, so she had to protect them now.

"Light up the incense, I will be back soon" Kikuchiyo slowly recited the words Fang Qingyun gave her. She didn't know where this quote came from, but it didn't stop her from feeling the heroic spirit in this sentence. The feeling of an ancient swordsman reciting an entrance poem was extremely handsome.

At this moment, she seemed to understand the romance that Fang Qingyun often talked about.

The knife made a knife flower in Kikuchiyo's hand and pointed diagonally at the ground. The sword energy dazzled the eyes of those who blocked her way, making them step back several steps involuntarily. The sword energy that had not completely dissipated cut into the floor, leaving criss-cross marks. Kikuchiyo's clothes moved without wind, and the hem swelled up like a white cloak.

Hoping that this would be another case of "thousands of troops avoid the white robe", Kikuchiyo took a step forward, shocking the people around her and making them retreat a distance. At this moment, she remembered Fang Qingyun's instructions to let herself go. In this surge of pure blood, she gave up the superficial words she was about to say and replaced them with her inner voice.

"Ren's life is over! Come out and die!"

Chapter 103, ...Private revenge is sacred and even noble

“How dare she…” Zhongming’s expression became distorted, and the cheerful smile she had always had on her face could no longer be maintained. She gave up her mask and revealed her true ugliness: “I’m going to break that bitch’s limbs later. I’m going to skin her alive!”

"Aren't you a swordsman?" Zhongming gnashed his teeth, his delicate face full of twisted resentment: "I will make you the last warrior!"

"Get your guns ready," Zhong Ming angrily said to the Black Mine Crowd on the second floor, "As soon as she comes up, shoot her limbs into pieces!"

In the command center, Fang Qingyun observed Zhongming's broken expression from almost close range. He shook his head and said in the void: "A militarist like you only has this much tolerance..."

He tapped his ear with his finger and turned on the headset: "All snipers, get ready. Whoever dares to raise a gun on the second floor, shoot him." Fang Qingyun's voice was full of coldness. He seldom had such murderous intent, but it must be said that Zhongming was really good at irritating others.

After receiving responses from various snipers including the Alice sisters, Fang Qingyun looked at the image of Zhongming with a fake smile: "... Let me see how long you can jump around, little grasshopper."

Kikuchiyo walked among the skinned ghosts holding a knife. The skinned ghosts retreated one after another as if they had seen the plague god. She could understand that these skinned ghosts chose to surrender in order to protect themselves, but... understanding does not mean forgiveness. This kind of traitorous behavior would be despised by gangs in any country.

She glanced around, and the skinned ghosts she saw lowered their heads and didn't look into her eyes, but Kikuchiyo didn't intend to chop them all up. She wasn't such a cruel person: "Get out of the way and get out!"

The four Black Destroyers who came down the stairs pointed their guns at the skinned ghosts who were about to flee as if they had been pardoned: "Miss Zhongming has an order, hurry up..."

Their orders were interrupted halfway through by the sound of breaking windows.

The scorching bullet was fired from a high-rise building five hundred meters away. After a brief acceleration, it hit the glass heavily at a speed faster than sound. The trajectory deflected a little after the collision, but this did not affect its final outcome and destination, which was the heads of the four Black Destroyers.

Accompanied by four "pu pu pu" sounds of bullets entering flesh, the sound of glass shattering all over the ground, and the belated sound of gunfire coming from afar. The four members of the Black Destroyer Clan had no chance to resist, and their heads exploded into a streak of red on the wall in an instant.

Four corpses lay in a pool of blood. The splattered blood dyed the mask and clothes of the nearby skinned ghost red, and even stained a little on Kikuchiyo's white suit, adding a sense of solemnity to this cold-faced beauty.

The skinned ghosts, terrified by the sudden death, ran out from the exit one after another. They did not have the bravery they had when they attacked Yazongyi's facilities under the leadership of the young lady. They did not even dare to approach within one meter of Kikuchiyo. They fled in all directions like mice seeing a cat, and ran away like defeated ratmen.

There were even a few people who were close to the stairs and mistakenly thought that Kikuchiyo was going to kill them. They were so scared that they climbed over the broken glass to get outside and chose the method that would allow them to escape from Kikuchiyo faster: jumping into the river.

Kikuchiyo looked at these people with disappointment. There wasn't even one brave man. She felt more and more that Fang Qingyun's idea was correct. These seemingly brave guys were nothing more than a bunch of bandits. Except for a few who were already in urns and were warriors who really had the courage to fight against Asia, the others were just robbers who took advantage of the situation to rob.

How could she have expected to overthrow Ya Zongyi with these people? Kikuchiyo shook her head. Even if it was the private police who led them to attack with live ammunition, some would choose to escape. How could they overthrow Ya Zongyi with these cowards?

"Second Miss, they have a sniper!" Du Juan saw the tragic scene downstairs, bent over and came to Zhongming, and pressed the disheveled Zhongming to the ground.

"Call me Chief!" Zhongming was almost hysterical. All her arrangements were of no use at all. She had planned to enjoy the scene of Kikuchiyo killing each other, but she didn't expect that a few snipers would ruin her plan.

"Go! Pull up the curtains!" After venting his emotions, Zhongming quickly reacted. In this drafty hall, there were glass windows everywhere for convenient viewing. People standing here would undoubtedly be the best targets for snipers.

Although there are a lot of Black Exterminators here, excluding the four people who just died, there are still more than fifty people, but these people are not enough to withstand a few rounds of sniper fire.

Kikuchiyo walked down the stairs, and the little trick Evelin had done on her clothes came in handy, and Fang Qingyun's voice came from inside: "Ahem, sound check, one, two, three"

Such a sound made the group of Black Destroyers so terrified that they were a beat slow in closing the curtains.

"I advise you not to make such a useless attempt." Fang Qingyun held the microphone in his hand and took in the panic of the black crowd on the screen: "Our snipers have thermal imaging. Even if you draw the curtains, it will be useless. On the contrary, it will increase the number of people who die from snipers. How can that be possible? Our little princess is not fun to kill..."

"So..." Fang Qingyun slowly brought the microphone to his mouth, imitating a villain in Gotham who played against Batman, and said in a hoarse voice: "...I want to play a game with you guys."

"Don't worry about him, he's bluffing!" Zhongming roared loudly. She seemed to have found Fang Qingyun's loophole: "Thermal imaging can't see anything through the glass in broad daylight. Pull up the curtains!"

Yan Zi and Yahashi, who were near the window, quickly demonstrated their elite reaction abilities. They quickly pulled the curtains on their side. The gunshots they were waiting for did not sound, and they thought they were safe, so they turned around and left their defenseless backs to the window.

The relaxed Zhongming also raised his head from under the table, with harsh words still brewing on his lips. Just as he said "humph...", two flowers of blood exploded from the two people's bodies.

What followed was the shrill sound of wind as bullets flew. The bullets shot into their bodies through the curtains. Swallow's hand was blown away. When Swallow howled, Yahashi fell forward as if nothing had happened... A piece of his broken frontal lobe collapsed onto the ceiling above, causing a commotion among the Black Destroyers.

Fang Qingyun swallowed his words about explaining the rules of the game and chose to explain the situation on the scene. That's it, to give the opponent a fatal blow when he was relaxed. This was Fang Qingyun's purpose, to mobilize the emotions of these guys, make their minds tense, and lose their minds in constant torture.

"Oh!" Fang Qingyun sighed sincerely: "Two of our spectators were too anxious, so your referee, that is, me, sent them two bullets. Look! Now they are so happy that they are speechless."

Shadow Alice fulfilled her promise and shot the bullet into Yahashi's head. Such a precise action made the others afraid to move, and Zhongming also lay back under the table anxiously. She gritted her teeth and shouted to the people around her: "You guys who hide your head and show your tail, come out and fight if you have the guts!"

"My dear audience, your emotions seem to be very unstable. That won't do. You are the main course and you must remain elegant under pressure." Fang Qingyun learned on the spot: "Otherwise... it is very likely that... bang!"

Fang Qingyun's vivid ventriloquism simulated the sound of gunfire. The fake gunshot scared Zhongming so much that she trembled under the table. Yellow urine stains spread out from under her skirt. Facing the threat of death, this annoying guy finally couldn't show her arrogance anymore.

Fang Qingyun played the hoarse and unpleasant laughter of the clown next to him. When the sound ended, he imitated the psychotic tone and way of speaking, and laughed like a broken bellows. The sound was as creepy as the breathing of a person who was short of oxygen: "So...are there still audience members who don't want to listen to the referee's rules? Any more? Any more?"

The tone of anticipation was just like that of a child asking for a toy, or a half-crazy clown who couldn't wait to kill one more person. The people of the Black Destruction Crowd felt a deep fear, with only one thought in their minds: Devil!

Fear made them unable to move, and refusing to follow the rules would probably result in being shot. Now they couldn't run away, so they could only leave it to fate and see what tricks this devil was going to play.

Fang Qingyun's performance was so successful that Antina, who was on a video call with him, looked at him with a strange expression, wondering if he was a hidden pervert. Fang Qingyun awkwardly made a "hush" gesture and blinked to indicate that she should speak more quietly.

Antina showed off her magical skills and used orange energy to form a sentence in mid-air: "It's a pity that the director didn't let you play the clown back then." After confirming that Fang Qingyun had read it, she changed another line: "The Oscars owe you a little golden man."

Fang Qingyun made a face, and the expression of "Don't you see who I am" on his face made Antina laugh. Then he put his hands in the air to show that he was "low-key".

Still the familiar funny guy, Antina was relieved. She gave Fang Qingyun a thumbs up and then continued to work hard with her computer.

The Black Destroyers didn't know what this eerie silence meant. They were simply immersed in fear, waiting for Fang Qingyun's judgment.

"Very good." Fang Qingyun tried to make his voice sound as evil as possible. "Then... the rules are very simple. You must kill our champion warrior, Miss Kikuchiyo, using only melee weapons. Those who survive will have the opportunity to leave."

That's right, Brother Kong is kind and righteous, Brother Meng is righteous and kind. Confucius is two meters tall, muscular, with benevolence on his left shoulder, righteousness on his right shoulder, and a big word "virtue" on his back. So, it should be no problem for Kikuchiyo, who was influenced by him, to defeat the champion Warriors?

Fang Qingyun looked at those people eagerly trying to reach for their guns, and added with a wicked smile. His smile was so creepy that some members of the Black Mistress Clan began to shiver: "Don't try to use the guns secretly, okay? We have twelve snipers around us... Anyone who uses the guns secretly will face a small punishment..."

Fang Qingyun swayed from side to side, making his voice sound impatient: "What is it? What is it? Hehehehe, I'm so looking forward to it..." Thanks to the good quality of the microphone, the sound of Fang Qingyun's tongue licking his gums was also heard. It was like a prelude to some ancient glutton selecting food, and some of the Heimie people began to collapse.

Chapter 104: Three-layer spider, also called "Don't play with food"

"Of course, I am still very merciful. Your boss, Miss Final, will get a privilege... that is, the opportunity to use her shotgun. If I see correctly, there are four bullets in it. From now on, you can only use these four bullets."

The purpose is to let this guy taste fear in despair, and let this guy who is good at playing with people's hearts truly feel the malice of the human heart.

Fang Qingyun added: "Next, I will make an exception and allow you to ask a few questions. After that, we can start the game..."

The first one to speak was not the elite of the Black Mine Crowd, but the little brother below who was so scared that tears were streaming down his face. He shouted almost madly: "I don't want to die! Can you let me go? I am innocent!" There was a hint of hope in his voice.

Fang Qingyun wondered what you had done earlier. Isn't it too late to beg for mercy now? This attitude is not right. He was in a bad mood and remembered the classic joke: "Of course there are other choices. After all, I am very kind..."

“You can choose whether to play or not… hehehe” As soon as this answer came out, all the people who had been holding out hope became desperate. Fang Qingyun felt like he was about to laugh like a pervert. He quickly turned off the microphone and restrained the smile on his face. Evelin next to him glanced at him, lowered her head and said to him: “You’re destined to have a nightmare tonight.”

Fang Qingyun rolled his eyes at Evelin, then turned on the microphone again: "No more, right? If not! Let's start the date!"

He quickly turned on the recording next to him and released the Joker's heart-wrenching laughter. That crazy laughter made the Black Destroyers tremble, and panic spread quickly. Even Zhongming couldn't help but tremble at this time.

Kikuchiyo, holding a knife, slowly walked to the stairs to the second floor in front of so many younger brothers, and threw the gift box in his hand in the direction of Zhongming. The gift box opened in the air, and the remains of the messenger fell like raindrops. The Black Destroyers at the landing points retreated one after another, but their faces were covered with blood.

Kikuchiyo, who had started with a bloody battle, showed her sword. Now she could finally have a decisive battle with the Black Mieserers without any scruples: "Zhongming, I'm here to bring your death!"

"We can survive if we kill her!" Zhongming's roar woke everyone up. Now she was still trying to boost morale. The Black Destroyer Crowd, stimulated by death, burst out with amazing strength like trapped beasts. They took out all kinds of weapons from all directions and killed Kikuchiyo.

Someone tried to take advantage of the situation and shoot with a gun, but just as he touched the gun, a fatal bullet penetrated the curtain outside the window and made him the second victim.

Anyone who tried to fish in troubled waters was hit by bullets one by one. In an instant, a small group of people among the Black Destroyer fell. Everyone thought that they could attack quietly, but in the end, they were shot dead before they raised their guns.

Playing reaction games with Sister Alice and twelve zombie snipers? Come on!

“That bastard didn’t stop us from calling for reinforcements.” Although she was scared to death, Zhongming still maintained a certain degree of calm. She mobilized the other Black Slayers around her to attack Kikuchiyo, while she hid in the corner like a mouse. Dujuan stood in front of her. Zhongming shouted hysterically: “Hurry up and call for reinforcements!”

The wild boar tried twice, but all the surrounding signals were blocked. The fat pig-like hacker huddled in a corner, with a broken corner of the folding computer in his hand. After trying twice, the wild boar angrily hammered the computer twice, and then threw it out in frustration: "Chief, it's useless!"

"Useless thing!" Zhongming didn't know who she was scolding. She took a walkie-talkie from Dujuan. Fortunately, she had prepared it in advance and asked someone to wait under the boat in case the signal was blocked.

Antina, who was playing video games with Perno in her spare time on the second floor of her house, raised her eyebrows. She was distracted during the fight and pressed a button. The drone hovering over Anepik emitted a strong electromagnetic pulse. The huge pulse burned the drone's own circuits, and the small walkie-talkie in Zhongming's hand was naturally burned by the short circuit for a moment and started smoking.