"I understand the theory, so you can definitely understand my prank." Fang Ming looked at the kind-faced old officer nonchalantly, "How do you know I'm joking, old man? Am I acting amateurish?"
"Haha, not really. I've lived a long time and seen a lot of people. I can tell whether someone has murderous intent or not."
Fang Ming spread his hands helplessly, and a document appeared out of thin air in his hand, which he handed to Xie Zhengke.
"Look, look. I'll leave after you're done. It's boring to be stared at by a bunch of grown men like you."
…
Outside the mountains in the eastern suburbs, two groups of fog were moving in the sea of fog, occasionally entangled with each other, and occasionally disappeared.
"I heard an explosion. It was the sound of the indigenous warriors." The Mist Man looked at his companions.
"It seems that we don't need to look for them anymore. These stupid natives have exposed themselves."
"Let's go, let's finish the work as soon as possible...Damn Ernu! He said he would be responsible for this, but now he's pushing it to the two of us!"
"That old turtle is scared! Dela and the others have been contacting us one after another. Maybe there really is something hunting us, and it is hiding in its shell and pointing fingers. Of course, it is the two of us who are doing the hard work that could cost us our lives!"
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!”
"Damn the natives! Damn Ernu! Damn the curse! Damn the fog... Uh, you pretended you didn't hear it."
"Don't splatter your blood on me when you die. You really dare to say anything."
The two fog men hid in the sea of fog, looking at the drones flying around them, looked at each other, and slowly raised their hands.
The surrounding fog suddenly surged up and a dense group of deformed fog beasts walked out of the fog.
There are groups of fog beasts as numerous as ordinary zombies, fog people with horns comparable to mutated zombies, and even six fog giants with huge bodies and terrifying auras.
The two Mist Apostles attacked with all their might, and the terrifying group of mist beasts pounced towards the trench defense line not far away.
The roars and gunshots were intertwined.
…
Xie Zhengke ordered the officers to sit down and passed the plan formulated by the safety zone to everyone. He then looked at the letter written to him by Lin Ruolan and fell into deep thought.
…
Uncle Xie, although Fang Ming has a somewhat eccentric personality, he is kind-hearted and has great power. He is the most important part of the safe zone evacuation plan.
If he had done anything offensive, Ruolan would apologize on his behalf first. Regardless of whether Dongshan Base agreed with the plan or not, they should not conflict with it.
Please believe what this man says, Ruolan is willing to guarantee it with herself.
Niece Ruolan.
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Xie Zhengke was quite surprised when he saw this casual and undisciplined man.
He knew Lin Ruolan, the daughter of his old friend. His impression of her was that she was a serious public servant who was meticulous and impeccable at work, but pursued a simple and monotonous life.
Her mother always said that she cared more about the whole society than her own family, and that she insisted on doing things impartially and not having any personal feelings. She was still unwilling to get married at the age of 30.
But the knowledgeable Xie Zhengke felt that he could read some of the emotions of the person in the letter.
Looking at the officers discussing in low voices, he asked Fang Ming with a smile,
"Little brother, how did you get to know Ruolan?"
Fang Ming closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, then he opened his mouth and said,
"My netizen begged me to meet him in person after just a few words. It's really annoying."
Lin Ruolan is a bootlicker on the Internet, who would dare to believe this if others tell them!
At this time, the officers reached a unanimous opinion. Looking at Xie Zhengke, whose face was frozen, the leading officer stepped forward.
"Thank you, sir. We think the plan in the main city is inappropriate."
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