The police officers arranged by Lin Ruolan set up a cordon to stop the fanatical survivors, and at the same time distributed a batch of supplies to appease the crowd.
The entire outer city area was filled with carnivals with the sound of gongs and drums.
Since the end of the world, pessimism has spread in the city of Joensuu. The survivors are always struggling between bad and worse situations, and the suicide rate in the city has remained high.
Lin Ruolan intended to use this opportunity to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people, and now it seems to be working surprisingly well.
Fang Ming rode the majestic Angry Fang all the way to the inner city. He could notice that the layout of the city had changed a lot, and he could see many buildings being demolished along the way.
Especially those luxury villas in the inner city, many of them were reduced to ruins.
"roar!"
Nuya growled, and a black car stopped on the spacious avenue.
The delicate and solemn woman leaned against the front of the car, and her secretary, who was a head shorter than her, held an umbrella for her with her hands raised high.
Nuya approached slowly, staring at the two women with his wolf eyes, keenly sensing the non-human scent on them.
A pungent smell of sulfur and a cloying floral scent.
Fang Ming lowered his wolf body and said, "On such a grand occasion, why don't you give a speech to boost morale?"
Lin Ruolan took the umbrella from the secretary and covered Fang Ming's head with it.
"I mainly work behind the scenes and rarely appear in front of the stage."
"Is this okay?"
Lin Ruolan took his arm and said, "Of course I do. That's why I pulled you out as a spiritual symbol to represent my influence among the masses. How does it feel to be the center of attention?"
Fang Ming shrugged. "I'm a little uncomfortable. That broadcast was too loud. Don't invite me to this kind of event next time."
Lin Ruolan smiled and said, "You are such a lively girl. I thought you would like her."
She tucked her falling hair behind her ears and pulled him forward.
"Walk with me and let me, your agent, report the situation in the city to you."
So, Fang Ming and Lin Ruolan walked slowly towards the Grand Building in the center of the city.
There were not many people on the streets at this time. Occasionally, people were wearing kimonos, and they must be official workers.
Those people walked past them, their eyes lit up when they saw Fang Ming, and then they saw Lin Ruolan staggering, so they hurriedly said hello and ran away.
"Why do they feel afraid of you?"
Lin Ruolan's expression was indifferent. "Isn't it normal for subordinates to be afraid of their leaders?"
Fang Ming reached out and pinched her face. "Is that all? I feel like you're not telling the truth."
Lin Ruolan pressed his hand against her face and rubbed it, "That can't be because I killed hundreds of disobedient idiots recently, and the blood has spread from the inner city to the harbor, right?"
Her tone was casual, and her flawless face carried the cold aura of a superior. Finally, she smiled faintly, which made people feel chilled.
"That sounds terrible. Will you get tired of being controlled by me one day and stab me in the heart while we're hugging each other, and become the true king of Joensuu..."
Fang Ming's fingertips followed his sight down along the snow-white neck. The white shirt inside the suit jacket covered her collarbone, which was faintly visible.
Lin Ruolan listened to Fang Ming's words, her eyes calm and fearless. She approached the man little by little, her lips slightly opened.
"Are you scared?"
Fang Ming nodded and said, "I might have nightmares if I sleep with you in the future."
"Is that so..." Lin Ruolan looked at him calmly. The atmosphere was turbulent, making people feel a little breathless.
With a sneer, she stepped on Fang Ming's leather shoes.
"Could you please take your hands out of my shirt first?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Ming could only withdraw his hand, calm down, and straighten his clothes.
"The thought of a terrifying woman letting me do whatever I want makes me feel less scared."
Lin Ruolan glanced at the secretary who was watching from a distance, stretched out her slender knuckles to rub the stubble on the man's chin, and smiled charmingly.
"It's not impossible that you'll die in my bed, but there's only one scenario. Exercise well, my man."
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