doll city

Chapter 95 Dress

A street corner in the Eastern District.

A black motorcycle speeding here suddenly slammed on the brakes, drawing a circle of round lake marks emitting white smoke on the ground, and stopped obliquely in front of the zebra crossing.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Xiao Yi was sitting on Diana's back seat and was almost thrown out. She opened the windshield and looked at the intersection on one side.

On the traffic light, the red number has 30 seconds left.

An unusual aura coming from all around made Xiao Yi shut up, and whispered: "Is there an ambush?"

"Hush." ​​Diana stared at the traffic light, took out a brass-colored coin, tossed it, bounced it with her thumb and threw it across the zebra crossing.

The coin fell to the ground with a "ding", and the next moment, all the vehicles near the intersection suddenly started, and they slammed into the place where the coin landed like crazy from all directions.

"Boom—" Seven or eight cars collided together and turned into a large piece of burning scrap iron.

Xiao Yi's eyes widened. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Diana loaded the gun in a second, and fired a "bang" shot towards the diagonally upper corner of the building.

Two seconds later, a shot dead body fell straight from a certain position on the building.

"It's an ambush. It's probably a skill like 'traffic officer'. If you run a red light, you'll be hit by a car." Diana put away her gun lightly and started the motorcycle. "It's a common thing, just get used to it." gone."

Following the death of the man, the traffic light returned to normal, and after it turned green, Diana approached the corpse.

The corpse in a pile of broken glass, with shriveled limbs and yellow eyes, looked like a mummified corpse.

"This person is so strange..."

"It's not surprising, this is Xianggu's 'Original Boss''s own skill. If he is poisoned by him, he will control him, just like a puppet... This person's life would have been worse than death."

Diana made the sign of the cross, took out a bottle of gasoline, poured it on the body and set it on fire, and then left the intersection.

The road ahead was smooth, Xiao Yi let go of her vigilance and glanced at the back of Diana's head from time to time.

When she just killed someone, there was no hesitation in her blue eyes.

Xiao Yi knew that she was the president of M82, and that she was suspected of being a foreign mercenary, so she must be used to fighting, but she couldn't help asking: "Well, you killed so many people, is it okay?" ?"

It is best not to kill people in this city, otherwise they will gradually be assimilated by living spouses.

Because in the eyes of living puppets, the same kind are just objects, and dismantling, destroying, eliminating...is a perfectly normal thing.

But Diana's condition has always been very good, it can be said that she has a will like steel, and her human side is very vivid.

"Ucareaboutme?" Diana sounded happy, "I thought you'd be scared."

Xiao Yi turned her head awkwardly: "I'm thinking about my own safety... If you hang up, what will I do if I get arrested by Xianggu people."

"Ha~ Don't worry, I"

……

At the intersection of the East District, on the roof of a certain building.

A dozen ferocious men stood on the top of the building, looking at Diana's Yiqi Juechen's back, with very ugly expressions on their faces.

One of them said to a middle-aged middle-aged man with a short hair, a scarred face, and dark yellow skin holding a telescope, "Boss, that woman is too arrogant!"

The middle-aged man put down the binoculars, with a calm look, he didn't seem to be listening to his subordinates, and said to himself:

"It's still so strong... No one in this city is willing to confront Diana head-on."

Diana's own skills caused headaches for all the teams, and the range of her shots was a death penalty area, and she didn't even use her own fighting ability.

As the last spiritual leader of the "escape faction", as long as she falls, Xianggu will win the final victory.

They will compromise with the existence of the puppets, no longer actively seek to fight against the two powerful kings of puppets, establish new rules, sacrifice a small part, and lead most people to live.

After all, it's much easier to deal with than those all-pervasive policemen outside.

Thinking of this, Boss Yuan coughed a few times, and his subordinates immediately handed over a box of pills and water, but he waved his hand and refused.

"Boss, although it's not in the advanced stage now, your lung tumor is still malignant..."

"It's okay." Thinking of his terminal illness, Boss Yuan seemed to be full of hope, and murmured, "...I will speed up my adaptation here, and soon, soon I will be fine."

He regards this place as a place of salvation, where he will gradually get rid of disease, get rid of aging, and return to youth, for which he will remove all obstacles.

"When is the last date of M82's death? November 11th, Black Friday...it's not a good day."

……

Old China Street.

"I am back."

Xiao Yi returned to the house on Old China Street with a bag of yogurt that she collected from the supermarket on the way. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yi Ziang writing and drawing on the blackboard.

"Here you are, sit down quickly, just in time to talk about the attack plan, come and listen."

Diana sat down, and was quickly attracted by what Yi Ziang wrote.

"New information?"

"Yes." Tang Yuan, who had just arrived, handed over a plate of melon seeds, "I think it's quite interesting, you might as well listen to it."

Yi Ziang cleared his throat and tapped on the blackboard.

"I'll say it again... the plan is very simple, and it doesn't affect your previous attack plan, that is, in the case of failing to assassinate Princess Alice, we will change the plan to kill "Red Eclipse"."

As the strategist, Yi Ziang turned the blackboard around, and it contained information about the red eclipse.

[The original form of "Red Eclipse" was about an 80×40cm oil painting, with the image of a lady without eyes. Now it is basically determined that the prototype is the "Bloody Grand Duke" Mary of the Principality of San Naloka, as Alice The spiritual sustenance of the princess, her abilities are also closely related to "blood". 】

[[-]. "Red Eclipse" can release blood, and after being touched by its blood, one's own blood will also be sucked away. 】

[[-]. Do not get injured or bleed near the "Red Eclipse", or wear red clothing on your body. It will give priority to attacking people with a color close to "blood red". 】

[[-]. "Red Eclipse" can release blood tides enough to submerge a floor of a building, and if it is touched or submerged, it will die. 】

Others gathered around behind the Eight Immortals table and ate melon seeds. Tang Yuan complained as he kowtowed:

"Why is it like writing a game guide?"

"The next one is a professional player in a certain league." Yi Ziang rolled his eyes.

Li Ya: "In the first year of playing professionally, he was suspended for six months because of fighting and can only eat at home."

Yi Ziang was furious: "It's better than your family running a film company going abroad to make music and making your parents so angry that they divorced!"

Yan Ge glanced at Li Ya on the right: "You have a wonderful life."

"My parents are actually at odds with each other, and they blamed me." Li Ya asked casually, "By the way, you are also a single-parent family, what a coincidence."

Yan Ge glanced at him and knocked on the table: "It's almost dinner time, let's continue talking."

Yi Ziang gave Li Ya a gouged look with a look of "it's all your fault for interrupting", and continued:

"The above mentioned is the point that the red eclipse is difficult to deal with. Fortunately, the M82 once destroyed the frame of the red eclipse. What is that called? The rose frame, right?"

Diana propped her chin and smiled: "You said the picture frame, yes, it is one of our hole cards now. Although its function will be kept secret for the time being, I can tell you that the framed "Red Eclipse is so horrific that we would never bring the frame into a museum."

The implication is that it is recommended not to ask too much, the function of the frame is a secret.

Yi Ziang frowned, "Well, what is certain now is that after two head-to-head confrontations with "Red Eclipse", its ability is not without dead ends, at least it can be overwhelmed by our 'painter'." gram."

Xiao Yi suddenly received attention, and the melon seeds in her hand fell to the ground: "Huh?"

"It's you~ it's you~ it's you, you are the miracle of the world~"

Xiao Yi: "Just work, don't sing... Why do you want me to change your race? Do you want to be the tenth great-grandson of Bao Qingtian or the Smurf in the forest?"

"It's not necessary, just make sure that everyone's blood is not red."

This was not a difficult task for Xiao Yi, so she agreed immediately, and then began to assign jobs to everyone by category.

"Then there is me, I have to be in the safest place, even if you are all dead, I can catch you once. The others follow the steps..." Yi Ziang wrote and drew with the homework collected from Gu Lili , "Li Ya!"

"You can barely call me cousin."

"Good singer, you are responsible for going to the museum to perform, make sure Princess Alice doesn't come down to join the battle immediately, and buy time for all of us, can you do it?"

All eyes inevitably turned to Li Ya.

So far no one has figured out his bottom line, and no one knows how long he can last.

Li Ya said slowly: "The official performance begins. Even if everyone is dead, I will play to the last note."

Yi Ziang: "I know, just like you did that time in Paper Man Alley."

Yan Ge could not help but glance at him.

Because the painting was so realistic, they didn't realize for a long time that Yi Ziang didn't actually have a real body, he was just a painting, only the spirit remained.

The third stage is to lose humanity and become a product of concepts.

Players, the destruction of the world must continue to play.

A slave will perform even if he dies on the stage.

But why did he come to pick him up when he played a lullaby with Princess Alice?Or is it not an "official performance" in his eyes?

"Finally, Brother Yan, I want to arrange a mission that must kill you."

Yi Ziang's face turned serious, "I need you to play the role of 'Countess Mary'. If we fail, please use the lancet to assassinate Princess Alice."

The whole yard fell silent.

Li Ya chuckled lightly: "You really dare to say that."

"I can, I believe in your second-week ability." Yan Ge interrupted Li Ya and quickly shifted the focus, "But the problem is, I have already been exposed to Princess Alice once, and I am not sure about the next time. Can you fool her."

Yi Ziang: "What kind of assistance do you need?"

"I need..." Yan Ge thought for a while, then gave his brain to his intuition, "I need costumes."

Costumes?

After everyone thought about it, they quickly understood that the second-level own skills are related to a person's mental state. The deeper the understanding of skills, the more typical dressing is needed.For example, Xiao Yi recently began to wear a painter's cap involuntarily, and her painting skills have become more and more mature.

And Yan Ge has always performed empty-handed and plain-faced. The scope of "servants" is too wide. According to different roles, different "costumes" are necessary.

"Countess Mary... You must have a large European-style skirt."

Xiao Yi muttered unintentionally, and everyone suddenly became excited.

Yan Ge stood up and tried to close Pandora's box: "I'm going to cook."

"Don't go!" Tang Yuan said excitedly, "I know there is a lo skirt shop on West [-]th Avenue, which has national and Japanese brands!"

In this, Xiao Yi became an individual, and said righteously: "It is impossible to have the size of an adult who is 1.8 meters."

Dai Chengze suddenly pushed his glasses, and the lenses flashed white light: "To tell you the truth, I joined the embroidery club when I was in college, and I can help change it."

Yan Ge: "..."

"Why bother to look far away?"

Li Ya, who hadn't spoken much, raised his finger and pointed to the backyard, the direction of the basement of the old house.

"Isn't your grandma's old dress here?"