Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 71 [Static Electricity Release] and [Sixth Sense]

Current driven.

Before Shirakawa Waka, no one in the City of Sun had awakened similar spiritual powers, so naturally she had to find the way forward on her own.

Awakening psychic powers that no one had before is actually a very shameful thing.

This is because any psychic power that is slightly stronger will be recorded by official or unofficial intelligence organizations after reaching the second level or showing a certain level of performance.

Maybe someone else has awakened the same psychic power, but it has not even been included in the record.

So this means that the upper limit of the spiritual power awakened by Baichuan Ruoxia is extremely low.

That's exactly what happened.

At the beginning, the psychic power displayed by Shirakawa Wakata was like [Static Electricity Release] - after touching other people's skin, she could release static electricity and make others feel almost negligible pain.

Even after a month of solitary retreat, the static electricity released by Shirakawa Wakaka was only enough to burn the skin of anyone who came into contact with it.

Admittedly, this is already a big improvement compared to the beginning, but if her psychic power can only do this, it is not as good as any prosthesis that has been eliminated for many years.

At that time, her father, the then leader of the Renhe Group, suggested that she give up the path of psychic powers and gradually start installing the latest prosthetics.

Because the plan is to install the prosthetics infrequently and for a long time, and because of the Shirakawa family's excellent medical conditions, she will not develop cyberpsychosis.

At that time, the seven-year-old Shirakawa Waka refused.

She would never know how much she would regret it later.

"We have arrived at Carter Factory Station. Passengers who need to get off please get off promptly..."

A beautiful female voice full of rich emotions echoed in the car. Shirakawa Wakaka let go of the plastic armrest above her head and let her tiptoes, which had been slightly raised, fall back to the ground.

She took a sip of her iced coffee and quietly walked to the entrance of the carriage to get off.

However, two undisguised naked eyes from behind were still fixed on her - these two eyes had been scanning her back since she got on the bus.

Just like a stupid thug on the street.

But this tram is not a public tram, it is a special train built by Uesugi Pharmaceutical specifically for VIP customers. Otherwise, it would be impossible to spend a huge amount of money to create a two-dimensional virtual image of a person with a beautiful and sweet voice and put it in the carriage.

Then, the identities of these two people are questionable.

——Is he a spy for a rival gang? Or is he the son of a small company or gang in the outer ring area?
There is no use in thinking too much.

The car door slowly opened.

Shirakawa Waka walked out of the car, and after the door closing reminder sounded, she pulled out a .500-caliber revolver from the lining.

One shot to the left, one shot to the right.

Amid the screams of outsiders, the two annoying gazes disappeared.

as a result of?

No consequences.

——Because her [sixth sense] told Shirakawa Waka that it didn’t matter.

The next moment, a cold female voice entered her communication channel.

"Ms. Shirakawa Waka, you have violated the Traffic and Public Security Management Law and damaged the exclusive property of Uesugi Pharmaceutical. Please compensate us for the property loss before 9:00 tomorrow. If you fail to do so, your platinum VIP status will be revoked and you will be subject to legal prosecution..."

"The total property losses of our company are as follows..."

"Ok, I know."

She responded casually, took the last sip of coffee, and threw the empty cup into the trash can accurately.

Shirakawa Wakaha skillfully transferred the money: "As usual, I will double compensate your company for the losses."

Ding.

Along with the sound of crisp bells, a carefully designed two-dimensional beautiful girl image appeared in front of Shirakawa Waka and bowed deeply to her.

"Dear platinum VIP Ms. Shirakawa Waka, thank you for your understanding of our company. You will always be our close partner. I wish you a pleasant journey and a safe journey."

Baichuan Ruoxia ignored the intelligent AI projected by the roadside camera - when you have money, you are the boss of the company, if you have no money, the company will not even let you be a watchdog. If you really believe this nonsense, you will definitely be eaten up by the company in a few days without leaving any bones.

She slightly lowered the large sunglasses on her nose, revealing a curious look.

Well, let me see with my own eyes whether that woman named Marina is worthy of being a gift and should be recruited personally.

Shirakawa Wakaka strode towards the factory.

At this moment, the open space behind the factory.

"Can you guys support the Uzumaki Gang?"

Yuan Qingzhuo swung the shovel and threw it at Green Hair, who was overjoyed and running towards the Whirlpool Gang.

With a teeth-grinding piercing sound, Green Hair's body was instantly pierced by the shovel and nailed to the ground.

"Ahhhh! Brother—help me!"

The stitcher who was the leader of the Uzumaki Gang stopped and pressed his hand down slightly, causing his originally noisy and restless subordinates to calm down a little.

The prosthetic eye of the stitched man turned and analyzed the terrifying speed of the shovel just now.

There were no rivets on the body, no signs of prosthetics, and a normal body shape...

Animal ears? Is this woman a gene awakener?
not to be trifled.

However, this face and figure are really damn attractive!
The Stitcher looked around at his brothers who were still making noise, raised his shotgun and fired a shot into the air.

The loud noise echoed in the clearing.

Soon, everyone fell silent.

But there was still a troublemaker who had just joined the gang and wanted to question him, but he only said one sentence and the stitcher turned his head to look at him.

The gang members who had been with the stitcher for a long time all stepped back, quickly forming a circle of open space.

boom!
The charred flesh and blood splattered all over the gang members who had no time to retreat.

The Stitcher turned around as if nothing had happened and said to Yuan Qingzhuo, "It seems that our Uzumaki Gang has never provoked you before, right?"

"You said there is no one, so there is no one?" Yuan Qingzhuo pointed at Garcia behind him and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"who is it?"

The stitcher acted as a supporting actor for a while.

"My brother!"

Yuan Qingzhuo pointed at the three hairs, red, green and yellow: "These three guys have not only bullied my brother for a long time, but today they also want to kill my brother and bury him here. Do you think they should be killed?"

Garcia looked confused. He didn't know when he got such a good big sister with animal ears.

"He deserves to be killed."

The Stitcher smiled grimly, walked up to the Green-Haired Man, thrust the barrel of the shotgun into his mouth, and blew up the trembling head with one shot.

This scene made Huangmao freeze in place, the joyful expression on his face frozen in place, and a smell of urine soon emanated from under him as he slumped over on the ground.

"What a sightless thing."

After finishing all this, the stitcher said to Yuan Qingzhuo, "We can't kill the remaining one. The father of these three brothers is a shareholder of the Whirlpool Gang. We have to leave one for me to report back to."

The Stitcher raised the modified shotgun of terrifying caliber in his hand and said with undisguised threat: "How?"

"No way."

Yuan Qingzhuo stretched lazily, which made all the younger brothers of the Uzumaki Gang stare at him in amazement.

He stepped forward, stepped hard on the yellow-haired man's trembling head and said:

"None of these three guys can escape."

I am writing the third update now. No need to wait. You can read it tomorrow morning.
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