Pirates: The days when I was the Deputy Director in Advance City

Speed, speed, speed.

At this moment, in Lynch's office.

Lynch was flipping through a magazine with one hand, and gripping the barbell with the other.

When the atmosphere of the magazine story comes to a climax.

Lynch's face was flushed, and he speeded up his handwork.

Happy time is always short.

After a short period of excitement.

Lynch put down the barbell in his hand.

Taste the passionate storyline in the magazine just now.

He wiped his hands and opened the window.

Lynch lit the match silently, took out the humidor from the drawer, and took out an expensive cigar.

Fragrant smoke was slowly exhaled from Lynch's mouth.

At this moment, Lynch was looking up at the sky with blank eyes.

Mixed with white smoke, he quietly looked at the exquisite ceiling in the office.

dong dong dong...

A knock on the door broke the cozy calm in Lynch's office.

"Come in."

Lynch kept his composure and removed the magazines from his desk.

The ball of paper at hand was also secretly thrown into the trash can. .

With the opening of the office door.

All you can see is the chef pushing the dining car.

"Oh, it's time for dinner again so soon..."

"Yes, Mr Deputy Director.

This is your dinner today.

And due to work reasons, I didn't take supplements. "

At the coffee table in Lynch's office, the chef who was arranging the tablecloths and tableware turned to Lynch and said.

"Oh, I just sighed a few words because time passed faster.

I feel like I'm one meal away now.

It didn't seem like it was too long. "

"Master Deputy Director, you are so busy working every day.

You look tired now.

Please pay attention, eat well and take care of your body!

Work is very important though.

But please do what you can, don't be too tired.

After all, you and the Director.

But what about the Dinghaishenzhen that we are advancing the city?"

The cook who delivered the food looked at Lynch solemnly.

Carefully exhorted.

"Oh, ok... ok..."

Lynch replied with a dazed expression.

Why can't I eat well.

The work is not too tiring, and why do I look tired?

At this moment, Lynch had a question mark on his face.

But because it was out of the concern of his subordinates, Lynch accepted it generously.

"Master Deputy Director, the meal is ready.

Please eat quickly.

Otherwise, if the food is cold, the taste will be greatly reduced. "

"We'll leave first, please hurry up and eat, if you are working, you have to fill your stomach first!"

After all, the chef who delivered the meal brought two apprentice-like city promotion personnel to give Lynch a military salute.

Then he exited Lynch's office.

"Yeah, are we going to eat again so soon..."

Lynch looked at the sumptuous meal on the coffee table.

He rubbed his stomach, as if he was a little hungry now.

It seems that the body needs to supplement nutrition.

After all, today's consumption is a bit high.

After smoking the last cigar in his mouth, he pressed it out in the ashtray.

Lynch stood up and stretched, then walked towards the tea table where the meals were placed

Needless to say, tonight's dinner is still the same as the usual fitness package.

It's just that the types of dinner are more abundant.

Large chunks of Neptune stew, tender and juicy grilled steaks, and various types of fish protein.

Along with a hearty assortment of fruit and vegetable salads, this is Lynch's staple for dinner today.

Of course, next to the staple food.

It is some protein powder specially made for Lynch in the kitchen of the promotion city, and some bone meal supplements of Neptune.

All of this is often due to Lynch, because of work.

There is no time to eat side meals, and special nutritional supplements are prepared.

After all, Lynch is a man who walks, muscular and physical skills.

Therefore, Lynch still attaches great importance to physical exercise and maintenance.

Therefore, in terms of eating, Lynch has never been unambiguous.

When Lynch was eating his own nutritious dinner, he ended it with a glass of white chicken breast juice.

At this time, advance to the underground 5.5th floor of the city.

This is led by Morrie, one of the four commanders of the Revolutionary Army.

Using its ability to push fruit, it creates a floor that does not exist on the surface.

It's erupting right now, since Seth has led the place.

Unprecedented protests.

There are all kinds of people in fancy clothes here.

They put down the work of the assembly line in their hands one after another.

At this time, they are gathering in the performance hall on the 5.5th floor of the city's basement.

The protesters were loud and angry, protesting against Seth's oppression of their exploitation.

At this time, the one standing at the top of the performance hall was.

Advance the leader of the Revolutionary Army in the city, Ambrio Ivankov, and Seth, the actual leader of the underground 5.5 floor.

Look at the crowd of criminals who are excited below.

Seth couldn't help but have black lines all over his head.

His gloomy face showed his bad mood at this time.

"Your Excellency Ivankov, the workers who are protesting this riot.

If I'm not mistaken.

Among them, the first to raise the flag should be the people within the scope of the factory under your jurisdiction!

I am a little curious now, will you be in this turmoil and protest?

Your Excellency Ivankov. "

At this time, Ivankov was standing beside Seth.

Suddenly, I heard what Seth said.

He couldn't help waving his hands hastily, showing an exaggerated expression, and retorted:

"Director Seth, you know that.

Ever since I worked with Lynch boy.

I've always been in a state of self-discipline.

I am really not involved in this worker unrest.

It may be because the workload has been increasing during this period of time.

It made them a little unbearable, so they protested collectively. "

When Seth heard what Ivankov said, he certainly didn't believe it completely.

After all, this guy is also a cunning fox.

But because there is not enough evidence now, it is not easy for Seth to question her.

"Your Excellency Ivankov.

I hope so.

But don't think that I don't know some of your little tricks.

The criminals here deserve what they deserve, and our labor here is already very benevolent compared to the above.

So it is understandable to occasionally protest to improve welfare.

But it's too much to push your nose on your face frequently.

So I hope you better play it safe.

Although I don't know why the deputy director has always indulged you like this.

But I hope you still do it yourself.

Ivankov. "

Seth looked down coldly, protesting against the restless crowd.

He couldn't help but issued a stern warning to Ivankov next to him.

At this time, Ivankov was standing one step behind Seth.

I couldn't help but sweat dripped from my face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Seth's back with a gloomy face.

"This guy..."

Ivankov was in his heart at this time, and his vigilance towards Seth couldn't help raising another level.

"Fucking hell factory, we're asking for less work..."

"Yes, fuck, I'm exhausted every day, I want to eat meat, I want to improve the food..."

"Yes... I also want to eat meat, and I also want to take a shower. If our needs are not met, we will go on strike..."

All kinds of people in strange costumes below shouted their needs restlessly.

But there are also newcomers fishing in troubled waters in an attempt to rebel and create chaos.

"Brothers, let's go up together and kill that evil factory director.

Let's rush out together. "

When a newcomer who was fishing in troubled waters just shouted this sentence in an attempt to arouse the emotions of the crowd.

Turning around, he suddenly found out.

It turned out that the people standing around him had already taken a step back, leaving him empty.

"What...what's going on...everyone."

When he looked at the people around him.

But found that their eyes at this time were full of deep disdain and pity.

"Damn, this must be a new melon egg.

I still want to kill him and escape from the city, don't be ridiculous.

This is the number one prison in the world.

The big guys are protesting here just to fight for a little welfare.

It's been a long time, and I haven't seen such a wonderful thing.

Everyone move away.

I don't want to be crushed to death by the aftermath of waiting. "

A prisoner looked at it with disdain, Xinguadanzi said in the empty field.

"Yeah! Which guy is it that brought this strange thing here.

Is the bar all that low now?

Everyone stay away, I don't want to be dragged down. "

Looking at the crowd around them, they scattered in all directions.

The new Guadanzi who just shouted out that he wanted to get out of the city, now has a dazed look on his face.

At this time, draw a circle with him as the radius, two meters.

There is no one worker who was so angry just now.

Everyone avoided him like a plague god.

Just as the newcomer was yelling in panic.

Suddenly, a voice full of male hormones rang in his ears.

"Oh, you just said that.

Do you want to go up and kill my brothers and escape from the city? "

"It's been a long time since I've seen a man as tough as you."