Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

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It's a good thing it's not hidden underground.

This is very possible in a civilian area like this.

It's hidden in the city.

"Of course, where else can it be?"

The middle-aged man asked back in confusion.

It seems that the one who accepted the mission was a mercenary like him, not a ship girl like Veneto.

"Forget it, just pretend I never said anything."

Veneto didn't want to get entangled with this person about those things.

After disguising themselves, she and Fukamiya Yamato put some things in their clothes so that no one could tell whether they were fat or thin.

But the height cannot be changed, one is still tall and the other is short.

But this is much better than having no cover-up at all.

Shaking his head, Veneto stood up and took a step forward.

"duang!"

With a clear sound, she landed in the alley.

Following closely behind, Deep Sea Yamato also fell down.

Veneto arrived at the door of the building and knocked on it, imitating the tavern owner.

But for a long while, no one appeared in the frame on the door.

"Ok?"

This is totally different from what he imagined, so if he knocks on the door using the boss's number 2, the person inside should respond quickly and open the door.

unless……

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the wooden door was pierced by the steel balls, forming a large irregular hole.

Veneto, who was the first to be hit, was sprayed with steel balls in the face, and the powerful impact caused her upper body to fall backwards.

"Uh……"

Veneto groaned with his upper body tilted back.

To her, it didn't do any harm.

But it hurts a little.

Deep Sea Yamato was also startled by this sudden attack.

Even if they have many years of combat experience, that was gained by fighting with other high-level deep-sea creatures or harming low-level deep-sea creatures.

When it comes to practical experience, she doesn't have much.

Moreover, she had never encountered such a thing before, where someone would just pull out a gun and do it through a door without saying a word.

Or she had never encountered anyone shooting at her... The kidnapping mercenaries she encountered last night didn't count. Those guys were pitch black and they didn't point their guns at her, but at the air and trees.

But after she reacted, she instantly took out her ship suit.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this."

Veneto held down the muzzle of the Deep Sea Yamato again.

If this guy were allowed to fire, it might not just be a matter of a few deaths.

Maybe this house, the house next to it, or even this street could become a ruin.

Deep Sea Yamato had no idea what was going on and had already registered in Veneto.

"At least let me have a couple of shots to satisfy my craving."

Deep Sea Yamato put down the huge animal head in his hand awkwardly and pursed his lips a little unhappily.

It had been many days, many days since she came ashore, and she hadn't fired a single shot.

She had never even taken out her ship equipment.

Although she understood why this happened, she would still feel a little uncomfortable if she really had to do this.

Should this be considered a kind of pressure? Shenhai Yamato has thought about why he feels so frustrated.

What species is she? A deep-sea dean.

Even if you don't understand the human's "aura" of calling the wind and rain and dominating others on weekdays, you are definitely a deep sea that holds power.

What is the power of the deep sea? It is that there is a large group of low-level deep seas in their hands.

In fact, if we put ourselves in other people's shoes, it's similar for humans.

Isn't it the same with human rights? They have a bunch of people under their command who are at their beck and call.

She was used to firing cannons casually on weekdays, so how could she bear this kind of humiliation? So she endured it very hard.

She didn't want to come to the land anymore. From the last time she was in Nagasaki Castle to this time's experience in Nagasaki Castle and Saga Castle, she was increasingly angry.

"We are here to eat meat! Do you understand, pigs? Um... As for why we do this, it is to make us feel more at ease when eating pigs."

Veneto is just a scam anyway.

She couldn't find any excuse to eliminate those guys who were plotting against the ship girls.

But he had to find some reason to fool Deep Sea Yamato, otherwise why would this Deep Sea Dean help the ship girl to work.

"please."

Fukamiya took a half step back and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Veneto didn't hesitate and walked straight to the front.

She raised her tender little feet and kicked the wooden door.

"Bang!"

The door that had just been destroyed by a shotgun had actually had its entire structure destroyed.

Veneto's kick broke the shutter that was connected to the door frame, but at the same time her foot also passed through the door panel.

This created a very funny effect, as she couldn't take back the step she had taken.

"I'm not panicking."

Shanghai Yamato seemed to have a strange expression on his face, but his voice was still calm.

"I didn't panic. But is this how you do things?"

She repeated what she had just said and then raised a question.

"Don't worry, this is just a small mistake. There will definitely not be a next time."

Veneto was a little embarrassed. He held the door panel with his hand and pulled his foot out of the door.

But because of her kick just now, the door and the door frame had separated.

Not only did she fail to pull her foot out, but she also fell to the ground along with the door panel in an even more embarrassed manner.

Veneto's fall was sideways.

As she fell and the door frame separated from the door, the scene behind the door was exposed to the two people.

The big man who had just opened the door for the tavern owner was holding a shotgun in his hand and staring in amazement at the little man in black struggling on the ground.

Maybe he had never seen a mysterious man who could do such a thing.

Anyone who comes to this underground mercenary exchange to mess things up always acts mysteriously and looks like they have everything under control.

This guy struggling on the ground, is he sure he is here to cause trouble?

As for why he was sure that this person was here to cause trouble, it was because they were using the secret code of the tavern owner.

Only the tavern owner knew how to use this code, but he saw from another window that the person standing at the door was not the tavern owner.

In this situation, all you have to do is pull out your gun and shoot.

Basically, they are all idiots who come to cause trouble. They think that everything will be fine if they secretly know the secret code of the tavern owner, but they forgot that there is also facial recognition.

There's even voice recognition.

Although they are all artificial, they are also a preventive measure.

Of course, he didn't think that the shot he just fired hit the two guys who came to cause trouble, otherwise how could they be safe and sound?

As for the ship girl, he didn't associate it with that.

After all, no ship girl has ever been here.

At that time, there was no regulatory agency specifically responsible for supervising the kidnapping of ship girls.

NO.389 Messy

"Hello, big guy."

Veneto gave the strong man a smile.

Of course, there was no response.

The big guy obviously doesn't have a very good brain, so he did something like this.

It was probably that the tavern owner told him that he could shoot anyone who used that code who was not the tavern owner.

So the big guy just shot without thinking too much.

Then when I encounter something that is difficult to understand, my brain suddenly freezes and I don’t even know how to deal with the emergency.

Veneto understood why the tavern owner was willing to use such a guy with a dull brain as a doorman.

Because he doesn't ask many questions or think much, and he is very obedient and has no thoughts of his own.

But now, the disadvantages of this will become apparent.

"Okay, then can you please move aside?"

Veneto reached out and squeezed the barrel of the shotgun the big man had pointed at her.

This gun barrel made of thin steel pipe was like plasticine in her hand and was flattened by two fingers.

After squeezing the barrel of the gun flat, Veneto pushed forward with all his strength, and the butt of the gun hit the sturdy man's chest, pushing him aside with the gun.

"puff."

An angry sound came out of the strong man's mouth.

Obviously, he was so surprised that he didn't have time to react, so he didn't let out the anger in his stomach.

"hiss!"

The pain made the strong man's face a little distorted.

But for some reason, he just took a breath and held it.

Veneto, who was once a boy, guessed that it was most likely because of "man's dignity".

The pain made the sturdy man realize that the petite guy in front of him was a tough guy and was definitely here to cause trouble.

Otherwise I wouldn't treat him like this.

So he pulled the trigger of the shotgun in his hand.

"Oh!"

There was a dull thud and the shotgun exploded.