Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 70: Withered White Chrysanthemum
"Damn it! Where did that guy get the supplies to hire a bounty hunter!" The middle-aged man roared, covering his shoulder that was pierced by the rubble.

There are huge plants wreaking havoc all around, and if you look closely you can see a lot of bright red on the green, probably red paint from somewhere.

The man was running away in the ruins, and a young girl was walking towards him. She was completely different from the people here, as white as an angel. But in the man's eyes, she was not an angel, and her white was not the sacred pure white, but the White Impermanence who was taking lives.

Pointing at the girl, he shouted, "Whatever benefit that boy gave you, I'll pay double!"

The girl's voice was gentle, yet cold, "I can keep 10% of the supplies I take from you."
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It's a fucking blank check!
Such a ridiculous reason led to the destruction of Huan's gang. The man almost lost his composure. If it was just for supplies, there would be room for negotiation.

He forced a smile and said, "If that's the case, let's work together. I promise you will have endless supplies in the future!"

"I won't work with bad people."

"Bad guy? What is evil and what is good?"

"You killed a lot of people, so you are a bad guy."

“Hahahaha—” Seeing that he couldn’t win over the girl, the man went crazy, “So many people died in this disaster, so what’s the harm if I just killed a few more!”
"And you, do you think that what you did was good? You helped those people seize some supplies, so they will regard you as a hero? They will not agree with you! To them, the real heroes are only those who fight against monsters on the front line. In their eyes, you are just a hidden monster! Such wishful thinking, what on earth are you doing it for!"

The man asked hysterically, and the girl just responded calmly, "To live."

The giant vines smashed him into a pulp. Well, that should be the ghost of the evildoer...

Having not seen blood for a long time, Jiang Feier thought she would feel nauseous like the first time, but unexpectedly she was unusually calm.

The young man's apologetic voice came from behind, "I'm sorry, I asked you to come here to kill someone."

Facing Cheng Haoran's worried eyes, Jiang Feier shook her head gently, "It's okay, Brother Cheng Haoran, I have killed people before, killed many people, will Brother Cheng Haoran think I'm a bad kid?"

"Of course not. I believe you will have your own judgment, Fei'er. And..." Mr. Programmer stroked his chin and laughed, "You seem to have broken through to Level B."

Jiang Feier nodded slightly, "After training this afternoon, I felt that my magic power increased significantly, so I think I have made a breakthrough."

“That’s amazing~”

After kneading the soft yellow little ball, Cheng Haoran realized that something was wrong. He couldn't do that, at least not now.

"Ahem, well... there's a little bit of gravel in your hair."

He ran back to his childhood friend, only to be met with a resentful look from the police officer, "You said she wasn't his girlfriend, but you fucking took her!"

Cheng Haoran retorted unconvincedly, "Damn it! It's just a pat on the head, how can that count!"

Zhou Changqing nodded affirmatively, "Okay!"

"You've never even held a girl's hand, have you?"

Zhou Changqing gritted his teeth and replied, "...So what!"

"What a coincidence, me too..."

The atmosphere inexplicably became sad. Well~ of course, this is excluding the time when the idol lady is intimate with other girls.

"Come, let me introduce you. Fei'er, this is my childhood friend, Zhou Changqing, Lao Zhou, and this is the hero stationed in Chengdu, Jiang Fei'er, codenamed Baiju. Well, we don't need to be too formal when we're in private, just call her Fei'er like me."

"Hello, Brother Zhou Changqing." Jiang Feier was as well-behaved as ever.

"Oh... hello, uh - Sister Fei'er." The police officer was also not good at getting along with girls.

"The word 'sister' is redundant." Cheng Haoran corrected unhappily.

"Wouldn't it be too intimate to just call her by her first name when we first met? She doesn't look very young, how old is she?"

"Sixteen years old."

"Fuck! Your Hero Association is actually recruiting child laborers! I want to represent the law..." Zhou Changqing had already demonstrated the White Crane Spreads Wings, but was broken by Cheng Haoran.

"Now the law stipulates that the age of majority is sixteen."

“Yeah…that’s right.” “Haha~” The girl found it funny to see the two childhood friends playing childishly against each other.

"Brother Zhou Changqing, you can just call me Fei'er. By the way, Brother Cheng Haoran, why are you here?"

"This guy is a policeman. In order to investigate the incident in Rongcheng and the evil church, he asked me, a tactical analyst from the Hero Association, to follow him all the way here. I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing." Cheng Haoran shrugged, and his tone seemed to be complaining.

Jiang Feier cleverly extracted other information about this identity from Cheng Haoran's words. Senior Yiran did not want to reveal his true identity, but she always remembered it.

"Damn it! Can you blame me for this? Those guys must have been sent by the black-robed people to intercept our actions."

Zhou Changqing retorted unhappily, then glanced at the girl beside him and asked

"And isn't this for the people of Rongcheng? Isn't that right, Fei'er?"

"Yes." Jiang Feier nodded slightly, and followed this argument to make her own request, "As a garrison hero in Kaocheng, I should also contribute, so can I join my brothers in their subsequent actions?"

"No." The two said in unison, with a firm attitude.

"Eh~Why?" There was no pitiful tone like An Yuxin's, but just a simple question from a girl named Jiang Feier.

"Because we are facing brutal cultists. It is very dangerous."

"Because the action is at night, you have to go to school the next day."

"But I have superpowers, and I broke through to level B today, so I can protect myself. And brother Cheng Haoran, today is Friday. Tomorrow is the weekend."

Her reasons were impeccable, and all Zhou Changqing and Cheng Haoran needed to do was put aside their subjective prejudices.

The probability of obtaining consent is still quite high, but Jiang Feier herself has no confidence at all.

Well, it wasn't so much a lack of confidence as it was that she fundamentally believed that after her first request was rejected, the second reason, no matter how good, would be weak.
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There are still some distortions in this child's personality. It would be enough if he could be more confident and act a little more coquettish.

Mr. Programmer sighed helplessly in his heart and turned his head. Mr. Police Officer also noticed the problem. They looked at each other and reached a consensus tacitly.

"Well, we have no reason to refuse you. Then, hero Baiju, I will assign you a mission to assist us in the subsequent investigation. But you must remember that your mission is to assist, and this is only a one-time mission. If your life safety is threatened, you must give up the mission, understand?"

"Hmm..." Xian Feier was slightly stunned, then she smiled victoriously.

Well~ I seem to have forgotten that Senior Yiran’s arms are always the place where I can act coquettishly, and compared to Senior Yiran, Brother Cheng Haoran is even more helpless against me.

"Get in the car and take you home."

The dark purple sports car sped away into the distance, and only its red taillights could be seen.

"Xinggong, is this your plan? Let others weaken the power of my sect, and erase all traces yourself, so that I dare not act rashly.

"Do you want to start a protracted war, or do you want to force me to come up with a multiple-choice question in advance? Haha~ It's really interesting. Since you choose to open a gambling table outside the chess game, I will roll the dice as you wish."

As the logistics team entered, the man in black robe sank back into the shadows, and his last glance rested on the hole where thorns were coming out.

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"Goodbye, Brother Cheng Haoran. Goodbye, Brother Zhou Changqing."

It was not until Jiang Feier closed the door that Cheng Haoran rolled up the car window again.

"This child is very good, but what's wrong with her personality?" Zhou Changqing asked.

Cheng Haoran did not hide the fact that his childhood friend was trustworthy and was more suitable to be a life mentor than himself. After all, he was once a problem child.

"My parents died in the Super Power Era, and I've been living alone for about two years."

"Starting from the age of fourteen!" Zhou Changqing was shocked.

Mr. Programmer exhaled heavily, "It started when she was fourteen. In the Super Power Era, she even worked as a bounty hunter, so it was inevitable that she would have that kind of personality. It can't be said that she is withdrawn. She has tried her best to integrate into the group, but her heart has long been numb, and she rarely expects anything. The white chrysanthemum, a symbol of life, is about to wither."

(End of this chapter)