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Chapter 66 Sacrifice is inevitable

To rescue the hostages and avenge the boss, two teams of people wearing white police uniforms and black suits rushed into the field from the left and right at the same time. They were fighting in the center of the two parties, destroying the surrounding buildings with artillery fire from time to time. The two ship girls were fighting against the two parties.

There was no wavering in my heart.

They grabbed the men next to them with each hand and used them as weapons. Tears and blood spurted out from the two men who collided with each other. The men did not expect that they, who could not find a girlfriend, would touch the girl's body in this situation.

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After waking up from a coma, Ponzi's eyes were filled with blood. In front of him were the bodies of policemen and men in black suits. At his feet was a man in white police uniform who kept crawling towards him. The man in white police uniform dipped his fingers into it.

The man in a black suit next to him who was vomiting blood had the words "Elementary school students are the best" written in blood on the corner of his mouth.

Eight of the "corpses" present were created by Helena. The longer she fought with Nicholas, the more miserable and angry she became, because nine of the "corpses" present were from Lolita and small breasts. Her cheers and cheers were interrupted by Nicholas's.

The cheers were drowned out.

"Does micro-boobs have no human rights? You can't be so excessive. Where is the trust between people!?"

Helena really cried. There was no acting element. After so many years, she was tired of losing every time she fought for a man. She felt that she no longer wanted to love. If no one came to comfort her, she would go back to her hometown to get married after this battle.

"We don't produce trust, we are just trust carriers"

A man in a black suit came to Helena. He stood on one hand and handed Helena a pair of safety pants with a funny and sarcastic face.

"That's enough for you!"

Helena, who was photographing the man handing him the safety pants and diverted her attention away from Nicholas, lost and was hit in the face by a torpedo thrown as a javelin. She died before the torpedo exploded and went to that reincarnation.

The goddess space is gone.

Above the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, Nicholas stood there. Jinya Bao, who found an exit from the ruins and turned out, happened to witness this scene, and he who witnessed this scene was also seen by Ponzi.

"Who will save me!!"

Jinya Bao understood that Ponzi was giving him a signal to rescue him, and he was secretly and secretly trying to rescue him without being discovered by Nicholas.

“Please wait a moment”

Fortunately, he is a man who has been in the underworld for many years and can still be the boss. Jinya Bao, who has never seen Lovelive, imitated the passers-by before and shouted loudly to complete this cooperation.

Jinya Bao, who took the initiative to reveal his figure to Nicholas, escaped the disaster. Like the groundhog, he got back into the ruins and disappeared.

"Commander, is there anything else you want to say?"

After listening to Nicholas's questioning, which was so gentle that black water dripped from his face, Ponzi actually had nothing to say, but what he said would definitely become his last words.

So he had to say something at this time, and he had to come up with a profound word that could regain trust between people.

"I was forced! Look at the injuries on my body, they were all forced on me by her!"

Without any hesitation or a man's responsibility, Ponzi directly put all the mistakes on Helena. Just like most scumbags, it was not him who was wrong, but the world and the world!

"real?"

The wounds on Ponzi's body were real, with varying degrees of fractures on her forehead, sternum, ribs, and lower legs. Based on Nicholas' long-term contact with Ponzi, she was certain that she was not cruel enough to self-mutilate and create perjury.

The scale of trust and distrust is tilting. Even if I get angry just looking at Ponzi's sparkling and innocent face, the weight on the trust side is still increasing.

"You can question my character, but you can never question my fighting ability. Do you think I can still molest her!?"

The truth is sometimes so unbelievable. Facing such shameless Ponzi, Nicholas was speechless.

From the perspective of combat effectiveness, the only possibility is that Helena molested Ponzi, because it is impossible for Ponzi to molest the ship girl and still escape the opponent's control alive.

After Nicholas put him down from the wooden stake and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, Ponzi turned around and walked away with Nicholas without even looking back. Not long after they left, the "dead bodies" on the ground also got up and started talking to each other.

Communication is indeed the best among elementary school students.

After the police and the underworld dispersed, there was another person in the scene. To be precise, it was a ship girl who was crying silently. Although Helena, who had returned from the goddess space, was not dead, she was still ordered to go to work.

I was fired for leaving my post without permission.

Facing the emotional and emotional losses in the shopping mall of life, Helena's ship uniform gradually turns dark red. Helena, who secretly staged a true goddess reincarnation, will take revenge on Pounds in the near future and become a famous remake of the animation series in later generations.

Persona.

Because we are in the Pacific Ocean, the reporters are not as fast as those from Hong Kong. The TV reporters who were a step late were not able to take any useful pictures, but it doesn't matter. They can borrow pictures from the Internet. Anyway, they don't have to pay and can pass the responsibility to the photographer.

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Then Ponzi's restaurant became popular again. The headline was, "The wayward restaurant owner announced a break and refused to open. He threw a lolita in his hand. Two ladies fought in the street for a bowl of fried rice, causing hundreds of people to loot. Is it a blessing or a curse?"

After receiving this online news push, netizens responded enthusiastically in unison.

“Please don’t push such boring news when I’m at work!!”

As the protagonist of boring news, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when he returned to the hotel. His stomach was growling, but when he wanted to open the door and enter the store, he was stopped.

"Boy, is this your first time here? Get a number and queue up later."

Holding a small sign with the number 51 in his hand, Ponzi looked at the queue behind him with a blank expression that stretched for a street, then circled and lined another street, with various tents spread all over the street.

"Queue? Me?"

It's a joke to have to queue up to go back to your home. You wouldn't use such humorless words in a joke.

"Nonsense, do you think your father's surname is Li?"

The man who was issued the number pushed it away with his hand, and continued to issue numbers to the people behind Ponzi who were about to come to the restaurant to eat fried rice. Those who took the numbers had natural expressions and consciously went to the end of the line to queue.

"Young man, do you want to buy a number? The first 100 people get 30 yuan each, the first 50 people get 100 yuan each, and the top 10 people get 200 yuan each. There are not many. If you don't buy it, they will all be sold out in a while."

Ponzi, who was stunned at the door of the store, was quickly spotted by a child, and was promoted by a young scalper who was only as tall as his belly. He read the manuscript paper in his hand in a stiff tone. Ponzi had mixed feelings for a while, even worse than Blipdog.

The dog is about to beep.

"Are you selling today's tickets?"

Ponzi glanced at the "Closed Today" sign on the door handle. Normal people should understand that they can't eat fried rice even if they get the number today.

"Today? How is that possible? They are all tickets for tomorrow. You still want to eat fried rice without making a reservation. A bowl of fried rice costs ten yuan. If you want to buy it, just buy it!"

Sorry, Ponzi's fried rice is really only ten yuan a bowl. You can buy it if you want.

But, there is no telling what happens next. Under the unbelieving gazes of all the guests and young scalpers, Ponzi took out the key, opened the door, and took Nicholas home. Before closing the door, he did not forget to add

One sentence.

"Starting tomorrow, I will also sell numbers. The top ten will have 251 numbers. Want to eat fried rice? Line up first to buy the number. No bargaining!"
Chapter completed!
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