Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 141 Punch Out

"The 10-style magical girl uniform of the Evil Disaster Bureau 09 years ago was created by an independent designer.

This uniform is practical, strong and wear-resistant. The traditional gothic skirt is infused with playful and cute fashion elements. It can be said that it is the most popular uniform for the Magical Girl Unit in the past 10 years.

It is a pity that two years later, the General Administration decided to change the regular uniforms of the Magical Girl Troops into military uniforms, and stopped purchasing the 09-style uniforms.

The independent designer lost her main source of income, and the studio's capital chain was broken. In order to make a living, she had to re-enter a big company. The personal brand that she had been working on for less than two years became a flash in the pan and disappeared without a trace. "

Liang De was very serious when talking about the little skirt, and even had an inexplicable solemn aura, so Li Zhixian, who was confused, didn't interrupt him.

"But do you know that the Evil Dimple sect has been using the uniform of the 09-style magical girl since it copied the 09-style magical girl uniform, and now the Evil God maids of the evil dimple still wear the [-]-style gothic skirt that has been simply modified.

In the past 10 years, the Sect of Evil has never paid a penny to the original creators for design royalties. If these people hadn't ignored intellectual property rights and made mountains and mountains, how could that talented independent designer have no choice but to give up her due to lack of funds? The dream of creating a personal brand is precisely because copycats are rampant, which has led to countless original creators who have designed beautiful skirts not getting the rewards they deserve.

This kind of thing, I just can't sit idly by!

I will strike hard at those pangolins of the Evil Dimple Sect, and let them taste the punishment of justice. "

Li Zhixian crumpled his messy hair and stuffed it into a roll-brimmed hat, saying:

"Don't make these messy excuses, you just found out that I have conflicts with Evil, and you are afraid that one day you will find me dead at home when you come back from a business trip, and you won't be able to guard your rear base camp.

It's okay, I happen to be in a bad mood, and my hands are idle, and I will fight as soon as I get into a fight. "

Liang De followed Li Zhixian to the equipment department of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau to get two magic ornaments.

In order to match the style of the military uniform, the Evil Disaster Bureau's evil detection accessories have been made into the shape of sunglasses in the past two years. Liang De's plan to wear one on the left and one on the right went bankrupt, so he and Li Zhixian had to have one.

When he walked out of the building of the Evil Disaster Bureau, Liang De looked over and over at the returned flight officer's certificate. In the certificate photo, Li Zhixian had a dreadlocked ponytail with maple red highlights, folded his arms and wore sunglasses. No, it is in stark contrast to the current supreme salted fish.

Seeing that Li Zhixian was still looking sullen, he bumped her shoulder and put the flight officer's certificate in front of her eyes.

"Take a look, take a look, wasn't it good before, who are you not happy to show to.

You have to be strong, you look unkempt, what about your old hairstyle?

Brother Xian, you have to stand up.

How can you, a magical girl of love and justice, be like this? When you encounter some ups and downs, you will be devastated. You have to cheer up.

The comprehensive law enforcement power is also in hand, my buddy will take you to have a good fight, and after the fight, go to the supermarket to buy some discounted drinks and go home to watch the drama, turn this page, will it work? "

After hearing this, Li Zhixian stopped, took off her glasses and put on the evil-detecting sunglasses. Through the lenses, Liang De saw a fire in her eyes.

"What to buy, there are still a few boxes of golden wheat in the box in the cafeteria, Yu Peihuan should have left, Lao Liang, you can fight back with me, rush in, grab the wine and run away, I am very familiar with the terrain and surveillance here , listen to my command when you run later, understand?"

All right... No matter what it is for, as long as you are motivated.

"You take off the 996 bracelet, and I'll add a storage function for you."

"Old Liang, I really belong to you!

Now I'm more confident, why don't we go to clean up the hospitality supplies warehouse of the Evil Disaster Bureau, and then we will split it fifty-fifty, and no one is allowed to betray anyone. "

"Change, another day."

Three hours later, the high-spirited Li Zhixian and the guilty Liang De walked outside a cafe in the outer suburbs of Xiangbei City wearing sunglasses.

Li Zhixian pointed the small guidebook in his hand for a long time, and said to Liang De:

"It should be here. The 500 points for buying Suohun needles will be included in office expenses. I will ask you to sign and prove it in two days."

"Come on, let's hurry up."

After spending a long time stealing wine with this salted fish in the evil disaster bureau, Liang De no longer knew whether he was still a partner of justice.

The two walked into the cafe, and the lobby was empty.

This is normal, even the non-brand cafes in the urban area are often deserted and deserted. When it is busy, it probably attracts many entrepreneurs, student parties, and overtime dogs who buy a cup and sit for a day. The turnover rate is so low that whoever opens it Looking for abuse.

Liang De still can't figure out how some large chain cafes other than Starke's make profits, such as Oshima Coffee, which has stores everywhere, and each store has few customers, but it has never closed down. It is very mysterious and very interesting. Possibly a secret society stronghold disguised as a café.

The dial of the Suohun needle shows that there are forty or fifty red dots in the underground of this cafe. According to the internal information of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau, there are at least one-fifth of the pangolins of the Evil Sect here.

Liang De and Li Zhixian wore the uniforms of the Evil Disaster Bureau and walked into the stronghold of the Evil Sect. The barista behind the bar immediately turned into a cloud of blood and seeped into the floor. The pangolins who were having a tea party in the basement quickly became commotion.

Liang De's ears moved, and he listened intently to what the pangolins were saying.

Before he could listen carefully, Li Zhixian stomped on the ground, shattering the marble floor and the barrier on the top of the basement. The two fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the evil maid's tea party of the Evil God Sect.

Intensive singing suddenly sounded in the basement, and painful sentences emerged one after another, as if dozens of elementary school students were participating in a recitation competition of teacher Guo Ming's works.

The black and red and pungent corpse-smelling magic circle filled the basement space, and the thick dark magic power seemed to be real, forming an overwhelming black tide that rushed towards Liang De and Li Zhixian.

Liang De reached out and took a snake fruit from the dining car next to him, took two bites and threw it away. He clapped his hands and walked into the magic formula jointly launched by dozens of maids of evil gods.

The tide of dark magic power wailed and disintegrated on the gray-black scales outside his body. Liang De reached out and picked up a gothic girl about 1.4 meters five. She was covered in dark red in the sunglasses, and she was in an exquisite dress. At least seven or eight vengeful dimples were sealed in the embroidery.

Liang De held her collar with his left hand, took out a blue decorative electric drill from his arms with his right hand, pressed it against her forehead and drilled it to the bottom.

Li Zhixian randomly took a bottle of wine from the dining table, and after finishing drinking, she violently smashed it on the head of the maidservant of the evil god who was closest to her. She grabbed the gothic girl who hadn't recited all the spells amidst screams Bash on the wall.

Amidst the clash of cups and plates, a banquet began.

(End of this chapter)