Arknights, are you a good person?

"Amateurs were kidnapped, splashed with dirty water, and called mom by a child who suddenly appeared..."

Kong felt a chill in his spine when he heard this.

"Even worse, there were cases where the axle of a car was smashed on the way to a concert."

“It’s really a disaster.”

Qi Yuan sighed: "The local gangs are so rude."

"Anyway, the venue has been set up in Tremont. Now please dress up, put on your stage clothes, and prepare to fire the first shot of Columbia... Please make sure to be as unexpected as possible."

The company representative clasped his hands together and begged Qi Yuan repeatedly, almost kneeling down to him.

Qi Yuan nodded, not knowing where to start complaining.

Sending idols to the stage is like going to war. We have to attack the stage when the enemy is unprepared, and the connection... uh, the meeting point is a day's drive away from the real stage, just to be safe.

Soldiers never tire of deceit.

After handing over the thick sheet of stage plans to Sora, the company representative immediately said goodbye with a sense of relief.

His exit method is also very unique.

He took off his clothes and turned them inside out, and they immediately became completely different clothes. The company representative gradually retreated and disappeared into the crowd.

Angel was stunned and said, "I want to buy a piece of clothing that can be worn both ways!"

"Buy, you can buy anything."

Qi Yuan coughed and looked at Texas who had been thinking: "Texas, what do you think?"

"Competition among companies in Colombia is still so despicable."

Texas did not disappoint.

"Generally speaking, companies will not take action themselves, but will go to the streets to find white gloves for deep cooperation. The Syracuse gang used to play such a role in Colombia, kidnapping and killing people, breaking axles, and ruining the reputations of celebrities."

The fluent description made other people in Penguin Logistics look at each other in bewilderment.

"No wonder I always feel that Qi Yuan and Texas have something in common... Texas never seemed to say what he did before."

"The Colombian mafia, probably. Don't worry, it's smaller than I thought."

There was a whisper, and the Angel of Energy comforted Croissant.

Sora shivered as he listened to that, but he still pulled himself together and flipped through a few pages of the concert plan.

Her eyes lit up. “It is indeed a very professional company, but it has also been plagued by many disasters. I don’t understand why they are being targeted.”

"Maybe a name?"

Qi Yuan thought for a while and said, "Other companies are called Columbia Records, but he is called Columbia Records. It makes him look like a state-owned enterprise, so it is inevitable that his peers will be jealous... It's just a guess, don't take it seriously."

"That's probably the case," Texas nodded in agreement. "Having your company's name outshined is a serious incident in Colombia."

So, this is a business war.

"High-end business wars often only use the simplest methods."

Qi Yuan sighed and said:

"Kong, you should watch and practice more these days. Don't worry about anything else. I will also get to know the local gangs."

Sora nodded seriously.

She was extremely convinced by her teammates' assurances.

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Qi Yuan had no hope in Columbia Records' ability to maintain confidentiality.

After all, with so much promotional material, the empty mug shot must have been in the hands of street gangs, who are swarming around like locusts.

After thinking for a while, Qi Yuan looked at Texas, who was driving attentively.

Keep your eyes open and your ears alert.

Suddenly, Texas frowned.

"We just turned six times, and there was a car turning in the same direction as us."

In the rearview mirror, Qi Yuan saw a white car. The door slowly opened. A man in a black slim suit was holding a bottle of white paint, looking eager to try.

The idea was to cover the front windshield with white paint to force them to stop.

"How about you roll down the window to show your face, and drive with a pocky in your mouth?" Qi Yuan suggested.

The previous exchange was already a tacit understanding among the smart people. At least Texas had been a gangster lady in Colombia and had a high prestige. This conclusion was not difficult to infer.

Then try face scanning first.

Texas nodded and did as he was told without hesitation.

The window rolls down.

A few strands of hair floated out of the window, the hair color was a very dark blue and murderous red, the wolf ears stood up high, Texas held the car window, and his light yellow pupils glanced back inadvertently.

This glance penetrated into the heart of the driver of the car behind.

Those distinctive and vivid features, a long-extinct and glorious family suddenly exploded in his mind.

My mind and soul were shaken.

He instinctively slammed on the brakes, and his companion was concentrating on holding the white paint bucket. One of them didn't hold it firmly and it fell on him with a bang.

"It seems to be working."

Qi Yuan nodded in agreement.

"It can only scare off one wave."

Texas frowned. "Even in the past, these people never showed mercy when fighting each other. They were paid to do things, and they would never give each other face in such matters."

Qi Yuan lowered his head in thought.

It's really passive to keep dealing with the enemies like this, as they come in waves.

"I have an idea."

"Do you have another idea?" Texas looked at Qi Yuan and said in surprise.

116: Who is he? The young lady from Texas is his subordinate

Qi Yuan glanced at Kong. She lowered her head, reading the plan eagerly, imprinting the concert schedule in her mind.

Clearly distinguish the primary and secondary contradictions.

If everyone worked so hard to get her onto the stage, but Sora herself failed, she would blame herself so much that she would cry even in her sleep.

Everyone is working hard for themselves, and I cannot let everyone down.

"Very well, hold on."

Qi Yuan nodded with satisfaction and looked at Texas.

After rolling up the car window, her free hand did not return to the steering wheel. Her slender fingers gently touched her soft hair, as if she was combing through those bloody memories.

"If my name can be used as a shield for my companions, then by all means use it."

Texas blinked, looking nonchalant.

The blood-stained past is certainly disturbing, but Texas will not hesitate to use it if it can protect its current companions.

But the problem is, she knows it's useless.

Texas played with her hair and reminded Qi Yuan:

"Qi Yuan, scaring off the minions like you did just now is already an extraordinary performance under the circumstances of unexpectedness. No matter what plan you come up with, as long as it uses my face, there is no chance of success."

Texas whispered details about how the Colombian gangs operate.

Very immersive experience.

The classical bloodiness of the Syracuse family, coupled with a bit of the shamelessness of the new capitalism, a group of shameless executioners took the initiative to jump into the big dye vat of decadence and debauchery, and thus they became even dirtier, and completely turned into black gloves who took money to do things.

“This is the alienation of capital.”

The hypocritical family motto was changed to "Add money, add money", which is simple and intuitive.

An orphan of a destroyed family protecting a little idol will not make the other party suddenly excited, but it is obviously impossible to stop it, and the enemies will still come in like a tide.

"Unless they think there is a stronger gang behind us..."

Texas listened to Qi Yuan's words, looked at him deeply, and couldn't help but pour cold water on him:

"I'm also looking forward to you creating a miracle, but this is not Longmen. Your prestige has been reset to zero. It will take a long time to rebuild your reputation."

"Your concerns are reasonable, and I have considered them." Qi Yuan said confidently.

Texas looked confused.

Qi Yuan is not a blindly confident person, she is very clear about this.

But Texas has some concerns.

During his time in Longmen, would Qi Yuan become a little too proud, thinking that everyone in the world knows him and that he would underestimate his enemies?

if that happened……

Texas took a deep breath and clenched the hilt of his sword.

Qi Yuan failed to keep his composure, so it was her turn to take action. There was no point in saying more, so she decided to try out whether Texas' sword was sharp.

Qi Yuan's eyes swept across the street, directing Texas to drive slowly, as if he was strolling leisurely. After a while, he noticed a women's fashion store. The models in the window were dressed in exaggerated, stage-style clothes.

We found many women's clothing stores along the way, but only this one met Qi Yuan's requirements.

"Stop, stop, this is the one."

Qi Yuan waved his hand gently, and Texas stopped the car. He looked at the fashion store outside and asked in confusion:

"You want women's clothes?"

"No, it's you who wants women's clothes." Qi Yuan patted Texas' shoulder.

Texas shook his tail in confusion. Wasn't he wearing women's clothes now?

Black stockings, shorts and sneakers.

Quite feminine.

Even if we take a step back, Texas couldn't figure out how putting on a little skirt and dressing up beautifully could help Kong's career.

"Texas's protection is of course insignificant, but what if Texas himself is also the object of protection?"

Qi Yuan coaxed him: "Put on women's clothes first, and make them more sexy."

Texas: “?”

Is this human language?

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the other people in the car suddenly lit up, and Lian Kong also put down the plan and raised his head slightly.

"Let me help you pick out clothes!" Angel volunteered and said that she was very good at it.

"You also wear black stockings and sneakers all day long, the same style as Texas. Sit down. I only believe in my own... vision." Qi Yuan rejected without hesitation.

Texas immediately felt the danger from his partner.

"Is there no other way?"

She asked subconsciously.

"Yes, we will gather around Sora and slowly move towards Tremont's stage, fighting one by one and slowly building up our reputation."

too slow.

And it's easy to go wrong.

"Then let's do it your way." Texas closed his eyes.

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"Why did you stop the car suddenly?!"