386. Spy on the Dragon: Phantom Pain

New Zealand Governor's House.

Standing on a hill near the harbour, this huge building is a rare ground building in New Zealand, with a rather luxurious atmosphere.

It is equipped with a variety of food and snacks all year round, and is replaced with a new staff every eight hours. In order not to disturb the VIP's train of thought, even the personnel boldly withdrew it, leaving only the call button.

With its spacious corridors, elegant dΓ©cor, and simple but not simple structure, the Governor-General's House of New Zealand is technically a high-tech region of hundreds of millions of people.

If you compare the geometry and architecture of the ancient people in Guam's town guard, and the civil engineering of all the ship's mothers, it is still a little difficult for them.

And, most crucially, the 111 is now immensely grateful for this rough configuration of New Zealand.

Because only in this way can she use human means to evade Yamato's pursuit.

β€˜β€¦β€¦ Did you dodge? ’

Curled up in a dark corner, No. 111 looked at the corners with a wary face, for fear that the pervert would come out of nowhere.

Although she really had the confidence to suppress the weird Yamato in a short period of time if she really fought, No. 111 swore to heaven that she would rather go back to Guam and fight against the Western Deep Sea Flagship than touch that Yamato.

Because it's disgusting.

That's right, repeat, because it's really disgusting.

It's like encountering a soft monster called a slime that I once saw in a video game.,Although it doesn't look very conspicuous.,It's also very weak.,But somehow I just don't want to hit her.。 No, it's not so much that I don't want to hit her, but I don't even want to see her.

As soon as I see it, I feel a sense of fear from the heart. Especially looking at the expression on his face that he had finally found something, No. 111 swore to heaven that he felt panic for the first time. When she was tied to a pillar and danced the gods, she never tossed like this.

That Yamato is definitely not an idle person. Maybe her ability is fear or something? Maybe that's for sure.

Anyway, though. Number 111 didn't even want to see that Yamato. To be precise, I don't even want to see a bit of scum.

Did you really dodge it? ’

No. 111 looked outside in some shock.

Then at a glance, he saw a girl standing in front of him, wearing a black trench coat.

Looking at No. 111, who suddenly twisted like the face of Sichuan Opera, Chuixue raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Ah, I found it."

β€œβ€•β€•οΌβ€

"Don't make a murderous face, I'm only responsible for transporting it. What happened after that had nothing to do with me. ”

Facing No. 111, who was holding his waist knife with an unkind expression, Fuxue hurriedly waved his hand and explained:

"Simply put, I'm a mercenary, I'm just a mercenary."

β€œβ€¦β€¦ So, what's going on? ”

Squinting at the blowing snow in front of him, he intuitively felt that she was not lying, and No. 111 put away his command knife and looked at the girl in front of him with a rather cold expression.

If it weren't for her, would she have been reduced to this point? Even if there is a reason, a lesson is completely inevitable.

At least this little bastard has to pay a little bit - even though she's older than she is. ’

Looking at Blowing Snow's face, No. 111 secretly gritted his teeth, making Blowing Snow shiver inexplicably.

"I actually kindly came over and explained to you what was going on. After all, you guys are simply lawless and undisciplined. If I don't explain it to you, the devil knows what you can do. ”

Blowing Snow spread out her hands with a sincere expression, indicating that she did not have any hostile thoughts for the time being, but said slowly with a novice helping expression:

"I'm also a gendarmerie, so I have to make some things clear. There's something about your Admiral and this Yamato. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ If you call her over, I'll cut you off. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll help you that time."

Looking at No. 111, who looked like a liar, Fukiyuki shrugged.

Casually took out a can of frozen juice from the subspace, and Blowing Snow pulled the pull ring and leaned against the wall to drink it without taking a sip.

After 111's expression was a little impatient. Only then did he slowly open his mouth.

"Your Admiral is in my hands."

"Bastard-!"

"I mean, he lives in my house! Don't get excited! ”

Can you fucking listen to someone!?

Facing No. 111, who was about to be cut down with a command knife in an instant, Blowing Snow rolled on the spot in embarrassment and let go of the sword. Hurriedly shouted.

"Huh?! What else do you have to say! Cut you! I'm going to cut you down! Then get the Admiral out! ”

"I mean, he lives in my house! It's a guest! Guests, do you know! Haven't you ever received a guest! ”

"Nope! Guam is an enemy but an enemy! No one can be trusted! ”

"Your team relationship is too twisted!"

Once again, a lazy donkey rolled away from the blade, and Blowing Snow shouted in embarrassment:

"Besides, that Yamato was agreed upon by both you and the Admiral, and I was also agreed! Do you think the Admiral will be waiting to see you cut down your teammates?! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ You? Ha? Why should the Admiral agree with you? Do you have anything special about you that can make the Admiral look sideways? ”

Just with your small body?

Looking up and down at the blowing snow lying on the ground, No. 111 tilted his head and sneered.

That contemptuous expression made Fuyuki feel annoyed for a while, but he had to admit that his physical fitness was indeed a little worse.

The destroyer mother was originally known not for firepower, but for speed and stealth. And when facing a large-scale warship like No. 111, whose skills are superb, her own ability is insignificant.

In other words, she is probably the weakest one for the Pacific Fleet. However, even so, Blowing Snow still has a must-kill for all the island ship girls. Because of the situation at the time. Almost all the capital ships heard it, and the blowing snow was clear.

Because the telephone at that time was public.

"I was personally invited by your Admiral, and after thinking about it, I now agree, what, can't I?"

Looking at No. 111 who was holding a long knife to chop down, Fuyuki smiled firmly and looked at the blade without fear.

β€œβ€•β€•οΌβ€

In the face of Blowing Snow's expression of victory, No. 111's heart suddenly trembled, but the knife in his hand could no longer be waved, and he could only sit aside with a sad expression.

Won.

Looking at No. 111 with a sad face, Fuyuki showed a victorious expression.

It's a little strange to say that the conversation has become a little strange unconsciously, but if you win, it's okay, right?

The captain, who always felt that he had made a mistake, looked down and pondered for a moment, and finally showed a relieved smile.

But at this moment, a sweet call suddenly came from the corner of the corridor:

"Senior No. 111 ~Discovery~"

"Run! Let's run! Fast! ”

Looking at the ghost shadows projected in the corridor, No. 111 turned around and ran without hesitation, even letting Blowing Snow run with him.

What the hell am I here for?

Subconsciously following behind 111, Blowing Snow couldn't help but fall into deep thought. (To be continued......)

PS: Sorry for the problem! FLAG has come true! Please let it go! Yesterday and today, I owe a total of three chapters, and I will make up for it in three days with 6,000 words a day! I'm really sorry! (Kneel.)