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679. Script killing(2/2)

"In that case, how about you give me the script to arrange?"
Sophilia said this.
"Forehead?"
Dorothy was stunned for a moment, then looked at her roommate with some confusion, not understanding what she meant.
The pure white witch took out a lot of documents directly from her pocket and threw them in front of the otaku witch.
"My eldest lady, didn't you have fun playing the cold warrior just now? Why don't you just do it for real? Let the samurai deal with the targets on this list one by one."
"Ah this."
The otaku witch reached out and took out a document, looked at it, and found that it was a piece of nail-biting information.
Although the overall demolition operation on Dongying Island is currently proceeding quite smoothly, this is only a superficial phenomenon. Dorothy and the others have only taken back the land, and the more important people's hearts and minds have not been gained yet.
The influence that the Japanese Chinese have accumulated over the past tens of thousands of years in ruling this island cannot be eliminated overnight. Even when faced with the demolition this time, all the Chinese in the group were very cooperative on the surface.
But in my heart, I must have wanted to humiliate Dorothy countless times from all angles.
After all, the otaku witch not only touched their cake, but also directly took the pot, so no one else would be in a hurry.
Of course, because Dorothy holds the royal decree of Amaterasu Shrine, and Izanagi, the source of all evil, has been executed, this group of Chinese ethnic groups are leaderless, so they do not have the courage to openly rebel for the time being, but behind the scenes
They still have the guts to sneak around and do some tricks to make you sick, and they are very brave.
Most of these nail shops in various places are made by the Chinese.
Most of these nail households are former warriors. Their status is not as high as that of the Chinese, but they are much higher than ordinary people, and they have always had a considerable sense of superiority.
But now Dorothy has suddenly made everyone equal. How could these samurai grandpas be willing to do so? However, they have always been Chinese dogs in the past. The Chinese grandpas just passed a few words, and these group of samurai grandpas with their heads full of loyalty went to
The dead samurai directly served as cannon fodder for the leading man.
"These are hopeless guys. I originally wanted to deal with them slowly, but since you want to make a movie, Miss, why don't you let me write a script and guide these guys?
Let this guy be your stepping stone, anyway, an excellent work always needs some villains."
"In the past month, I have come to understand that most of these Japanese witches are afraid of power and have no morals, so just follow their wishes and use force to trample them and make them obey."
Sophilia explained with a smile.
The best screenwriter in the world is actually fate. All living beings are guided by fate. As the daughter of fate, the Pure White Witch is born to be a good screenwriter.
Even if the eldest lady has no plans to film, these cannon fodders who have been pushed onto the stage will be slowly led to their demise by her. She has even arranged a destined ending for the Chinese people who are playing tricks behind their backs.
But since the eldest lady needs it, the Pure White Witch doesn't mind slightly modifying the original script to make the best use of it.
Dorothy: "."
The otaku witch looked at her roommate who was smiling but with cold eyes, and couldn't help but tremble.
Compared to her just acting coldness, Sophilia is really cold from the bottom of her heart.
You must know that every report here represents a human life, but in the eyes of the Pure White Witch, these human lives are just tools that can be used at will. What outcome they will lead to depends entirely on Sophilia's mood.
This is really
Damn it, it's so cool. I also want to be this kind of chess player behind the scenes. This level is much higher than that of a cold-blooded killer.
Dorothy was shaking with anger, but it was a pity that she was an insulator of fate, and was destined to miss this method of weaving fate in a short time.
"Okay, then I'll go take a look now."
The otaku witch nodded and said this.
Although what Sofilia said was a bit heartless, Dorothy didn't care. She believed in her roommate's judgment. Since they said it was hopeless, it would be a shame to die.
The evil must be eliminated as early as possible, and if you want to better promote Japan Island, you should clean the house before treating guests.
Anyway, I have nothing to do at night, so it’s good to go out for a walk or two to deal with some garbage.
At that moment, she hung the demon sword Chiying that she had just maintained on her waist and was ready to go out.
"etc."
Behind her, the pure white witch called to her again.
"What's wrong?"
Dorothy turned her head and asked with some doubts.
"Miss, don't forget to bring your photographer. That guy Wen Wen is at Kujo Mansion now. Just go to her directly and tell her that I asked her for help. She will be obedient."
Sophilia said this.
The otaku witch blinked her eyes when she heard this.
"Hey, that big-mouthed crow actually listens to you?"
Dorothy was a little surprised. She was thinking about how to coerce and lure this senior sister later, but she didn't expect that her roommate would be so prestigious.
"That's the secret."
The pure white witch also blinked and replied.
"Tsk"
Feeling that she was being teased, the otaku witch couldn't help but puff up her cheeks.
"If you don't say it, don't say it. Then I'll leave."
Dorothy made a face at the door, and then closed the door angrily.
When she came to the courtyard, she looked up at the sky.
A bright moon hung high in the dark sky, and its silvery moonlight spread to the earth. But suddenly, a demonic wind came from nowhere, and a thick cloud layer blocked the bright moonlight.
"My dear, it's dark and windy this month, so it's a good day for work."
The house witch sighed in her heart, then took a few deep breaths, and her eyes gradually became colder.
From now on, I am the Japanese rogue Yue Jianhei.
I'm like a killer, I don't have any feelings.
Chapter completed!
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