"The Evil Plague's 10-year-old Type 09 magical girl uniform was created by an independent designer.

This uniform is practical, strong and wearable, and injects playful and cute fashion elements into the traditional gothic skirt, which can be said to be the most popular uniform of the magical girl unit in the past 10 years.

It's a pity that two years later, the General Administration decided to change the regular uniform of the Magical Girl Force to a military uniform style, and stopped purchasing Type 09 uniforms.

The independent designer lost her main source of income, the studio's funding chain was broken, and she had to rejoin a large company in order to make a living. ”

Liang De talked about the little skirt very seriously, and even had an inexplicable solemn aura, so that Li Zhixian, who was confused, did not interrupt him.

"But did you know that the Evil Spirit Sect has been using it since the 09-style magical girl uniform was copied to the present, and now the evil god maid is still wearing a simple modified 09-style gothic dress.

In the past 10 years, the evil spirit sect has never paid a penny of design royalties to the original creators, if it weren't for these people's disregard for intellectual property rights, how could that talented independent designer have no choice but to give up her dream of building a personal brand because of lack of funds, it is precisely because of the rampant copycats that countless original creators who designed beautiful little dresses do not get due returns.

This kind of thing, I can't sit idly by and ignore it!

I'm going to strike hard at the pangolins of the Evil Spirit Sect and let them taste the punishment of justice. ”

Li Zhixian crumpled his loose hair into a ball and stuffed it into a curly-brimmed hat, and said:

"Don't make these messy excuses, you just found out that I have a conflict with the evil spirit, and I am afraid that one day I will come back from a business trip and find that I am dead at home, and I can't guard your rear base camp.

It's okay, I'm just in a bad mood, and my hands are idle, and I'll do a fight. ”

Liang De followed Li Zhixian to the Equipment Department of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau to receive two magic ornaments.

In order to match the style of military uniforms, in the past two years, the evil disaster bureau's detection evil jewelry has been made into the shape of sunglasses, and Liang De's plan to wear one on the left and one on the right has gone bankrupt, so he had to have one with Li Zhixian.

When he walked out of the building of the Evil Disaster Bureau, Liang De took the returned air lieutenant certificate and looked over and over again, Li Zhixian in the ID photo had a maple red dirty braid ponytail, holding his arms and wearing sunglasses, looking like he couldn't attack, which was in stark contrast to the current supreme salted fish.

He saw that Li Zhixian was still sullen, bumped her shoulder, and put the air lieutenant certificate in front of her.

"Look at you, you see, wasn't it good before, who are you not happy to show to.

You have to be strong, you look at your unkempt hair, what about your old hair?

Brother Xian, you have to stand up.

How can you, a magical girl of love and justice, be like this, when you encounter a little bumpy and slump, you have to be energetic.

The comprehensive law enforcement power is also in hand, buddy will take you to a good fight, go to the supermarket to buy some discounted drinks and go home to watch the drama after the fight, turn this page over, can it be done? ”

Li Zhixian stopped after listening, took off his glasses and put on the detection of evil sunglasses, through the lenses, Liang De saw that there was more fire in her eyes.

"What to buy, there are still a few boxes of golden wheat in the canteen box that have not been drunk, Yu Peihuan should have left, Lao Liang, you kill me with a horse gun, rush in and hold the wine and run, I am very familiar with the terrain and monitoring here, listen to my command when you run later, understand?"

Okay...... Whatever it is for, if you are motivated.

"You take off the 996 bracelet, and I'll add a storage function for you."

"Lao Liang, you really have you!

Now I'm more sure, why don't we go and wash the hospitality supplies warehouse of the Evil Disaster Bureau again, and when the time comes, it's fifty-fifty, and no one is allowed to betray anyone. ”

"Change, another day."

Three hours later, the scrappy Li Zhixian and the thief-minded Liang De walked outside a café in the outskirts of Xiangbei City wearing sunglasses.

Li Zhixian took the small guide in his hand for a long time, and said to Liang De:

"It should be here, the 500 points of the soul needle have to be used in the office expenses, and I will ask you to sign the certificate in two days."

"Okay, okay, hurry up."

After stealing wine from this salted fish in the Evil Disaster Bureau for a long time, Liang De no longer knew whether he was a righteous partner now.

The two walked into the café, and the hall was empty.

This is normal, even the miscellaneous cafes in the urban area are often crowded, deserted, and most of the lively times are attracted to many entrepreneurs, student parties, and overtime dogs who buy a cup and sit for a day.

Liang De has never thought of what some large chain cafes other than Xing Ke rely on to make money, such as 〇 Island Coffee or something, there are stores everywhere, and each store has no customers, but it has never closed down, it is very mysterious, and it is very likely to be a secret association base disguised as a café.

The dial of the Soul Needle shows that there are forty or fifty red dots underneath this café, and according to the internal information of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau, it is at least more than one-fifth of the pangolins of the Evil Spirit Sect.

Liang De and Li Zhixian walked into the stronghold of the evil sect in the uniforms of the Evil Plague Bureau, and the barista behind the bar immediately turned into a puff of blood mist and seeped into the floor, and the pangolins who were having a tea party in the basement quickly became agitated.

Liang De's ears moved, and he listened intently to what the pangolins were saying.

Before he could listen carefully, Li Zhixian slammed on the ground, shattering the marble floor and the barrier on the top of the basement, and the two of them fell from the sky and landed in the center of the Evil God Maid's Tea Party.

The basement suddenly resounded with dense chanting, and painful sentences emerged one after another, just like dozens of elementary school students were participating in a recitation contest of Mr. Guo Ming's works.

The black and red corpse-stenching pungent magic array filled the basement space, and the thick dark magic power was like a substance, forming an overwhelming black tide surging towards Liang De and Li Zhixian.

Liang De reached out and took a snake fruit from the dining car next to him, took two bites and threw it away, clapped his hands and walked into the technique jointly launched by dozens of evil god maids.

The tide of dark magic roared and collapsed on the gray-black scales outside him, and Liang De reached out and picked up a gothic girl of about one meter four or five, she was covered in crimson in her sunglasses, and at least seven or eight vengeful evil spirits were sealed in the delicate embroidery of her skirt.

Liang De grabbed her collar with his left hand, and took out a blue decoration electric drill from his arms with his right hand, and drilled into her head to the end.

Li Zhixian took a random bottle of wine from the dining table, drank it, and then violently smashed it on the head of the nearest evil god maid, and in a scream, she grabbed the goth girl who had not yet chanted the whole incantation and slammed it against the wall.

With the sound of cups and plates, a banquet began.