"This..." The city lord couldn't speak for a moment. He was a little shaken by Zhuo Fan's words and his expression became solemn.

Zhuo Fan said as he stepped forward. He was about the same height as the city lord. Now there was only one punch between the two: "What is common sense? In my eyes, there is no permanent common sense at all. I can even say that some so-called common sense is simply a farce, a lie, an excuse to avoid facts, and some fig leaf for ugly facts! I think some so-called common sense is for being broken!"

He doesn't speak loudly, but he gives people a tall feeling.

Looking at Zhuo Fan, Nice nodded. This theory was not the first time Nice heard it, but this time he still felt shocked. This theory was naturally not compiled by Zhuo Fan. Although he is not old, he has many different ideas. It can be said to be rebellious or innovative. In short, it is an idea that is different from the inherent experience. Although it is not mature enough, it often makes Nice feel bright.

The city lord unconsciously took a step back, and Zhuo Fan followed: "Only the broken common sense is the most solid and reliable common sense!"

"You must know that even a city wall made of steel will rust after decades of wind and sun. If it is not repaired early, it will collapse sooner or later. In those fifty years, the steel city wall has been common sense, but what if it is rusted? Do you still stubbornly stick to a common sense that will definitely be eliminated? Are you sure you want to do this?"

Every time he said something, Zhuo Fan took a step forward. At this time, he was like a giant - unstoppable!

"If one sentence cannot be made to expose the entire flange's residents to danger, are you sure you want to do this? If your sentence cannot be made to kill thousands of people in the flange, are you sure you will still be perfunctory with the words "Impossible"?"

"This..." Behind the city lord was a chair. He could not retreat and sat down.

Sleeping into a soft chair, the city lord took out a handkerchief from his pocket. He trembled and wiped the sweat on his forehead and face. "You are sensational! It seems like you have seen what will happen in the future. If you can provide enough evidence, I will naturally not be perfunctory to you. But what about your evidence? If you don't have evidence, I will accuse you of spreading false information, intent to cause panic and disrupt Flan's public security!" As he said that, the city lord stood up.

"Evidence?" Zhuo Fan smiled. "Do you think there is no evidence for me and Lord Nice coming to visit late at night?"

"Well..." The city lord was stunned again. "Yes... why did they have no evidence? I'm really confused." He looked at Nice who had been silent.

Nice was ready for a long time. He threw it casually and a burlap bag fell into the city lord's hand. The city lord looked at the bag and widened his eyes. There was obviously something living inside the bag, and half of the bag of living things kept twisting and squirming.

"What is this?" As soon as he opened the bag, "Wow!" he shouted and threw the bag out. The bag fell on the marble floor. The bag was opened and small green snakes poked their heads out from inside.

...

After some conversation, the city lord was frightened by the young man. He took a long time to wait before saying, "If it really looks like you said, what should we do?"

"Mr. Nice and I have a [plan], which requires the city lord to cooperate..."

After Zhuo Fan spent a few minutes to introduce, Nice nodded: "Although I personally take some risks, I think this plan is feasible."

The city lord was completely sleepy, so he bowed and said, "Then I'll ask you. However, it may still be difficult to implement the public's support. But the problem should not be big."

"Since you have agreed, we have said goodbye."

After Zhuo Fan and the others left, Ford City Lord called the butler over and said, "Sherlock, you have heard our conversation."

Sherlock bowed respectfully.

The city lord said again: "You go, just implement it as you said, and notify Lord Gabriel in addition to let them cooperate with this plan. As for why you say, I don't need to teach you."

"yes!"

When the butler left, Ford was still wandering in the room: "...The flange actually had such an amazing monster..."

...

After saying goodbye to Nice, Zhuo Fan walked alone on the tail of the night. It seemed that walking in the night always felt particularly long. When he saw the signboard of the Moon Hotel, the sun also emitted his first dazzling light.

Back in the hotel, smelling the familiar fragrance of magnolia, Zhuo Fan was lying on the bed toss and turns and unable to sleep.

When the wall clock showed eight o'clock, he felt a little sleepy. At this time, the phone suddenly vibrated. He took out the phone and took a look. It was a text message. The signature was a zombie investment and financial management expert, and the content was "Dear Mr. Zhuo Fan, your net investment income on April 25 was 21 yuan Alliance Coin. If there were no special circumstances, your income would accumulate to the total amount of accumulated income. Thank you for your support! [Zombie Financial Management] dedicated line ********"

With his cell phone in hand, Zhuo Fan sent a greeting text message to his parents, brother, and Wang Badao.

I received a reply soon.

Wang Badao's text message was "I have passed the primary election for officer selection and I am going to be ahead of you haha." Zhuo Fan was happy to see the text message.

At this time, the second text message signed by Zhuo Ying also came. "Brother! I passed a blood test, and then someone recommended me to go to a Acropolis around City No. 006, where there is a physical fitness college [Recruitment]. Brother, I am a little hesitant to go..."

Seeing this text message, Zhuo Fan was silent for a long time. He took out his mobile phone and Zhuo Fan chose to transfer money and entered the amount of 300 yuan. Zhuo Fan wrote this in the transfer notification text message. "Come on, no matter how you choose, I will support you! Now I have passed the college exam and found a good job. You don't have to worry about money. Just say anything if you need it."

It’s not that Zhuo Fan is unwilling to give more, but that the more he gives his family a worry, and Zhuo Ying won’t feel relieved.

Soon, Zhuo Fan received a reply from Zhuo Ying. "Brother, you are amazing! If I become an officer in the future, it will be your credit!" Zhuo Ying's goal is somewhat similar to Wang Badao.

Two more text messages appeared on the mobile phone screen one after another. Slide your finger and press the confirm button. The text message signed by Xida was displayed: "Zhuo Fan, you forgot to tell you last time after you left the academy. You have passed the academy test and are now a low-level psychic! You can send four text messages every day in the future!"

"It's a good idea to have an extra text message." Now he has more than 100,000 yuan in assets, so he is not in a hurry to find a job.

Click the text message signed by Sherlock. "Hello Mr. Zhuo Fan, your current identity authority has been changed. Your current authority is [Private], that is, the team leader. I hope you can help supervise the recent city defense work. Sherlock."

"City Defense Work?" Zhuo Fan was a little interested, so he continued to flip through the text message.

"The corresponding urban defense work will have different levels of rewards, including money and contribution values. 1. Supervise and urge the flange guards to actively deploy before the war, 2. Mobilize flange L5.0 or above to participate in emergency training for the giants, 3. Assist in collecting salt, 4. Assist in the security team to calm the public's emotions or recruit personnel for the security team."

"I decided, just do tasks 1, 3, 4." After confirming the itinerary, Zhuo Fan changed into a blue and white sportswear and went out, and by the way he put on sunglasses.

"First of all, 1. Help patrol and supervise the work. See if there is anything I can help." Zhuo Fan walked and clearly felt the change in the atmosphere on the street. Many intersections have posted [Notices] to step up the city defense. In addition, under the coverage of radio and text messages, most of the people in Flange already know about this.

People gathered on the streets and whispered in a low voice.

Zhuo Fan didn't have time to comfort them one by one.

"I understand why I arranged these tasks for me. If the guards were as suspicious as them, the city defense work would not be able to be carried out at all."

Zhuo Fan walked through an alley full of April cherry fires. The fragrance of flowers filled the streets. He could not smell them at all. He could only ask an atmosphere called panic spreading upwards in the great revelation of Flange.

The French exit is still a distance away.

After taking out his cell phone, Zhuo Fan used the last quota to edit a greeting text message to Royxue. "Yixue, how are you doing recently? Flan is not very stable now. If you encounter any situation, please contact me and I will help you."

After taking a closer look at the words on the screen, Zhuo Fan pressed the send key.

Walking through a tree-lined path, looking up, the flange wall and the west exit. At this time, the phone began to vibrate. Zhuo Fan quickly took out his phone and saw the text message signed by Royxue. His heartbeats a little faster. The text message said, "I'm fine, take care of you too. When will this storm pass, I want to see you when I have time."

Looking at the last few words, Zhuo Fan was silent. "This flange crisis will definitely pass..."

On the three-story high city wall, noisy quarrels came, interrupting his thoughts.

PS: Congratulations to the students [Dead - Dance Solo] for being the first fan of this book, and a pair of out-of-print [Gemini Earthly Ring]! Haha!

PS2: Successive chapter title trailer.

(5) Shoot at me! (6) Mission bottleneck (7) Shocking performance (8) Monster invasion (9) Doomsday (10) Lazy Joey (11) Slid his hand.
Chapter completed!