Kill them in Cyberman!

Pochi didn't bring too much luggage this time, so the girl could stretch out freely even in the narrow freight compartment. When there was no signal, she took out her guitar and practiced as usual.

She didn't know why. The Pochi who could perform on stage had disappeared after that incident. But every time she saw her guitar, she couldn't help but want to pluck the strings.

Maybe it was a remembrance of the good old days, or maybe she wanted to express her longing for her family. Bochi’s little head couldn’t figure it out. Sometimes, she just wanted to immerse herself in the clear sound of the guitar and let the mixed emotions in her heart slowly sink and float.

Just when Pochi was enjoying his private time, suddenly...

"Boom!!!!"

The deafening explosion made Rangpochi jump up like a rabbit, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.

"This, this, this, this..."

He quickly picked up the guitar that had fallen from the ground. At this time, gunshots and shouts were heard outside.

At the same time, the convoy's alarm broadcast sounded: "Attention everyone, we are encountering bandits, we are encountering bandits!"

"What? They're actually desert bandits?!"

Pochi was horrified and frightened. When she was in the Houri family, she had always been working in logistics and everyone took good care of her. Even though she had learned shooting from Junko, she had never practiced in actual combat, let alone the difficulty of hell at the beginning.

At this time, the carriage opened and it was the leader of the team who said, "Hey, little girl, take this for self-defense. If you can, come and help us. There are a lot of people on the other side!"

As he said this, he threw a pistol at Pochi and quickly walked away.

Pochi looked at the pistol in front of her and listened to the fierce gunfire and shrill alarms outside. She felt that her brain was about to stop thinking.

"I'm just an ordinary person who likes to play guitar. Why do I have to go through this?"

"Everyone is fighting hard, you have to help too. You're a guitar hero!"

"No, no, that's impossible. That's just an online name. How could I really go fight, go... go kill someone!"

"Now it has come to this. If you don't want to die, pick up this gun!"

There seemed to be two voices fighting in Pochi's mind, and his blue eyes were fixed on the pistol in front of him.

Just as Pochi was about to reach out to pick up the pistol, he heard a "whoosh!"

"boom!"

The entire carriage, along with Pochi, exploded and was blown away. It seemed that the other party was well prepared.

At the critical moment of being blown away, Pochi instinctively protected his guitar.

"Whoo~"

Climbing out of the darkness, Pochi seemed to see a small guitar with wings flying in circles in front of him.

The surrounding scene was already a sea of ​​yellow sand and fire, as well as a large amount of broken metal debris. There were a large number of rocks in this area and the terrain was rugged. Both sides used these natural shelters as a basis to launch an offensive and defensive battle.

After the severe tinnitus, the fighting and shouting continued. Perhaps it was the blessing of the goddess of luck that Pochi was not seriously injured, only some minor scratches.

"Quick, come here!"

Under the harsh sunlight, a rough male voice brought Pochi back to reality from his trance.

He is a security guard of the convoy.

Following the sound, avoiding the hail of bullets as much as possible, Pochi ran to the man holding his guitar.

"Big...Uncle..."

"Don't talk. The captain has called for support from the town. They are not far from here and should be here soon. Help me fight back."

"I……"

"Wait, where's your weapon?"

When the security guard saw Pochi holding a guitar, he was stunned. Where did this idiot come from? Why didn’t he take up a weapon to kill the enemy at this time?

"I, I, I, I..."

Seeing that Pochi looked like she was about to cry, Security Liquid didn't bother to pay attention to her and concentrated on shooting behind the cover.

"Look at yourself. Why are you still holding that broken guitar? If you had a gun, you could have helped others!"

"No, I can't do it. I'm just a loser with social phobia. How can I possibly go..."

"Yes, you are trash, Pochi. Your birth was a mistake, and your family deserves it!"

"What... family, no, at least they didn't do anything, why did they..."

"Haha, don't you understand? You are the one who killed them all. You are so arrogant even though you have no strength. Sooner or later, you will kill everyone around you!"

"No no no..."

Just as Pochi was shaking her head desperately to drive these self-pitying thoughts out of her mind, she suddenly heard a "peng!", which was the sound of a bullet hitting flesh and breaking.

Pochi's eyes widened and her pupils trembled wildly. The figure who had just protected her died in front of her.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect there's a delicate and tender girl here."

A skinny man with one leg as a mechanical prosthesis appeared in front of Pochi.

He was holding a gun in his hand, and he was the gangster who had just had a gunfight with the security guard.

"Yeah, she's holding a guitar. Is she the singing diva who's accompanying us?"

"You look like you're paralyzed with fear, right? I think actors like you who have practiced for less than two and a half years and dare to come out and cheat people out of money only have this much courage."

Seeing the gangsters getting closer and closer to him, Pochi saw the gun left behind by Anbao out of the corner of his eye.

"Want a gun? No way!"

The gangster also noticed Pochi's intention, and rushed in front of Pochi and kicked the security guard's gun away.

"you……"

Pochi could only shrink into the corner with his guitar in his arms, looking terrified.

"Hehehe, just let me enjoy it for a while before I kill you."

Seeing that Pochi was like a frightened rabbit, the gangster immediately became sexually aroused and approached him with a lewd look on his face.

Seeing that a plot that can only be seen in the book was about to happen, perhaps out of desperation, an idea suddenly popped up in Pochi's mind: "Hit him with the guitar. When he comes over, hit him with the guitar in my hand!"

Chapter 85 Hilde

Chinon Castle, Francia, Europe

This ancient castle has gone through hundreds of years of wind and rain but is still well preserved. It is also a witness to many famous Frankish historical events.

In this era illuminated by brilliant neon lights, candles are classically chosen as the lighting tool here. In the quiet night, the reception room of the magnificent castle is lit with dim flames, while most of it is still shrouded in darkness.

"Do you have anything else to say now, Mr. Mafu? The operation has failed."

The assassin who assassinated Albert was kneeling in front of a gorgeous classical European chair.

"The Shadow Elves shouldn't have been given to a loser like you to use."

The young man in a suit standing next to the seat said with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Forehead……"

"Sir, please give me another chance. I will definitely kill the troublemaker!"

The killer buried his head hard into the ground and swore in a trembling voice.

"Ms. Hilde, the parliament is already quite dissatisfied with this matter. I heard that they are going to send an inspector to personally supervise it. If we hand it over to this loser, I'm afraid..."

The man in the suit was obviously concerned about this.

At this time, a soldier walked out from the shadows and gently placed an electronic report on the armrest of the chair.

Hilde reached out and picked up the report.

"The spirit bullet did hit, but the disruptor didn't die. This is not entirely Ma Fu's fault."

The voice is clear but lazy and sounds very young.

"How is that possible, Miss Hilde? The disturber is just a sixteen-year-old kid."

The man in the suit immediately retorted, how is it possible that a sixteen-year-old child was hit by a thing of that power and survived?

"Oh, so you look down on the sixteen-year-old kid?"

The next moment, before the man could react, his feet were off the ground and hanging in the air.

A cold hand grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up.

It was Hilde, now completely exposed to the light.

The white and gold nano tights wrapped her body completely, giving her a feeling of luxury and majesty in her softness and slenderness.

Her long golden hair was tied into a neat ponytail, with some hair hanging down on her temples. Her face was delicate and exquisite, full of girlish texture. She also had a pair of rare natural purple eyes.

When he saw Hilde's face, the man in the suit remembered that the moody leader in front of him, the executive of the Illuminati, was just a girl of about sixteen years old.

Having said that, the figure of this sixteen-year-old girl is much better developed than that of Kaguya Shinomiya. Even if it is not as good as that of Yoel, it is still at S level. Moreover, her whole body has perfect golden proportions. Even if she is placed in the future of the entertainment industry, she will be an extremely attractive beauty.

Of course, the people present didn't dare to think about it that way. They just spent money to play with women normally. If this person knew about their fantasies, they would be so happy even if they were torn into pieces.

"No...no Miss Hilde...I didn't mean that."

The terrifying power of the girl's hand was enough to make the man unable to break free. The suffocating feeling of death instantly flooded into his brain. At this moment, he no longer cared about the elegance of a classic gentleman and could only beg Hilde for mercy.

"Humph!"

As soon as he let go, the man fell to the ground, and Hilde kicked him in disgust.

"Finns, if you can't speak in the future, you can cut your tongue out yourself, understand?"

“Yes, yes, thank you Miss Hilde for sparing my life. Thank you Miss Hilde for sparing my life!”

The man named Finns kowtowed quickly to express his gratitude.

Although Hilde no longer paid attention to Finns, he sat back in his chair and looked at Mav who was still lying on the ground and shivering.

Hilde lifted the opponent's chin with his toes and said condescendingly:

"Mafu, take your broken thing (Shadow Elf), Greenland and Falcon and go to Newland again. If you can, kill him. If not, then test his strength. After that, I will do it myself."

"I swear to complete your orders, sir!"

Ma Fu accepted the order and swore that he must succeed in this mission!

After Ma Fu left, seeing that Hilde remained silent for a long time, Finns asked tentatively: "Miss Hilde, I'm afraid that loser..."

"Haha, if that loser can complete the task, it means that the troublemaker is just so-so. If not, then it's worth my while to have some fun with him."

"As for those old bastards, tell them for me that this troublemaker is my prey. No one else, not even that woman, is allowed to touch him!"

His tone was firm, like a hunter emphasizing his prey, but deep in Hilde's eyes there was an indescribable look.

"Just show me if you have what it takes to fight the Illuminati, Albert."

……

The best private ward in Newlands

Someone who was clearly fine, still wearing a hospital gown and lying comfortably on the bed, was swiping the terminal in his hand with a sleepy look on his face.

"Boom boom boom!"

"come in."

S opened the door and entered the ward. Seeing Albert's leisurely look, she suddenly felt tired for some reason.

"How's it going? Have you found the killer?"

"I'm sorry, Master. When we arrived at the shooting site based on the reverse tracking procedure, the place was already empty."

S came to Albert's bedside and consciously peeled an apple for the "patient".

"Master, I feel like this matter won't end so easily. After all, the killer's actions are too professional. I'm afraid there is a force behind it that's no less powerful than ours."

"Well, S, you are thoughtful."

Taking the apple, Albert took a bite, feeling the sweet and sour taste of the apple, and the light juice slid down the corners of his mouth. S instinctively took out a tissue to wipe his master's mouth.

"You're right. The equipment that guy used to assassinate me was very special. Even Helen can't figure it out now."

"Master, what are you talking about?"

"Psionic weapons. Whether it's the weapon used to launch the weapon or the bullet that hit me, it should be a psychic weapon. Otherwise, how could it turn two security guards with specialized defense and the podium into ashes in an instant?"