[[[CP|W:847|H:444|A:L]]] First Ministerial Conference Room

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"Squeak—"

After walking through another gate, the conference room where the first ministry of the military department was located finally arrived.

Seriously, Estes was disappointed with what he saw along the way.

The gendarmes standing guard along the way saw that it was Estes, and they let her go without even checking her documents, until she walked into the door of the conference room of the first ministry.

None of the soldiers or officers came forward to ask for their intentions.

In the eyes of these central gendarmes, Estes' identity and background were clearly much more important than discipline and regulations.

"A bunch of garbage."

casually glanced at the guards standing at the door of the conference room, those who claimed to be excellent guards selected from the Central Army.

Look at the guard's listless appearance, black eyes, and bloodless face.

is obviously in the prime of life, but his feet are fluttering and his spirit is sluggish. As soon as such a soldier looked at Estes, he knew that he must have gone out last night to go crazy.

'Either I was sucked dry by prostitutes or I drank and got a hangover. ’

Walking past the soldier, Estes, who had been a doctor, smelled a faint scent of syphilis from the soldier's beastly sensitive sense of smell.

It's still slight, but it's there, but he probably doesn't know it yet.

"What's wrong, General Estes?"

Seeing Estes suddenly stop at the door and look at him squintingly, the guards were staring at him a little nervously.

Although it has been five years since Estes made his background public, it is partly because of their subjective will, and partly out of habit and respect.

Except on very official occasions, soldiers generally prefer to call Estes by his name and the honorific title of general.

Not because of anything else, but because of Estes

Even the soldiers standing guard at the gate are like bears, can they still have any expectations and hopes for the Central Army?

"Are you all there?"

Suppressing his disgust for this scumbag soldier, Estes asked coldly

"Yes general, it's all here, and now the commissioners are drinking tea."

It is a great privilege to be able to speak to the country's superheroes, the idols of the queen and the emperor in the hearts of the soldiers.

And at such a close distance, it is even more exciting to let the general stop and look at himself, and talk to himself with the general's unique magnetic and aura voice.

Because of height and angle issues. The guards standing at the gate had just the opportunity to see the already spectacular and firm peak.

If you are brave enough to look down at the eyeliner, you can still see the skin of the white chest and the 'career line' that makes everyone think about it.

Because of some congenital factors and perennial insistence on exercise, the early life and family education conditions are very good, coupled with the proficient Eastern and Western medicine and knows how to maintain a healthy state, so that the early twenties of Estes also has a proud posture, good speech and demeanor, and extremely shrewd and capable aura and temperament.

This kind of strong temperament, aura and self-confidence are the result of Estes's hunting and joining the army for more than ten years, washing the sand in the sea of corpses and blood, and tempering it in the bloody wind and rain.

It was forged from several major battles related to the fate of the country, dozens of large-scale banditry suppressions, hundreds of operations to strengthen urban security, and the blood of hundreds of thousands of enemy rebels, criminal gangs, and robbers.

Compared with beauty and cultivation, this powerful temperament of Estes is more attractive.

"Tea?"

Hearing that the people inside were actually drinking tea, Estes's eyes narrowed slightly.

She never liked to frown, because she felt that frowning was just as much a sign of distress and incompetence as crying.

In her opinion, it is better to calm down and think of countermeasures when there is time for distress and tears.

"Yes, Lieutenant General Raven just brought back some good black tea from the south today, and he insisted on taking it out for everyone to taste."

Although I really want to lower my head and glance at the tempting career line and the blood-spurting ass, thighs and small waist.

But the guards held back.

Although he had been stunned for a few days, he still knew that the consequences of doing so would be extremely terrible and severe.

In the list of those who were executed by Estes, from the generals to the princes and nobles, to the **, the soldiers, the cats and the dogs.

Not to mention far away, let's just say that two of the people who sat in the first ministry and drank tea were beaten by Estes and one was cut by Estes.

Even these central bigwigs Estes don't pay attention to her, who else dares to touch her moldy head?

There used to be stunned soldiers in the Central Army who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, pretending to fall to the ground and trying to touch Estes's buttocks.

As a result, before he could touch his buttocks, he was frozen into ice by Estes with a snap of his fingers.

At that time, the people around him acted quickly, hurriedly smashed the ice and picked up a life, but they didn't expect to be chained and hung in the big playground of the barracks by Estes reluctantly.

The general himself whipped him with a water-soaked leather whip for two days and two nights until the guy who was looking for death died.

The cries of killing pigs and begging for mercy were hoarse and exhausting as even crows were scared away.

It can be heard even from kilometers away.

And the nickname of Queen Estes Super S has also spread since that time.

"Cut."

At such a time, the generals who held an emergency meeting actually discussed things while drinking tea.

And it was Raven who took the lead, which made Estes very dissatisfied.

Slightly squinted eyes, that was her signal and habit of wanting to kill.

Whenever she moved the killing intent, she would always subconsciously squint.

"It looks like it was cut lightly last time."

With such a sentence, Estes pushed the door and walked into the conference room.

Looking at her today, she won't really cut people.

Because under normal circumstances, when slashing a heavyweight target, she should smile except for squinting.

A smile as bright as a fragrant poppy or a cold poison rose.

"Bang."

Then the door slammed shut.

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Today's first update,

Thanks don't look at me as a pervert,

Book-loving bear's tip.

This was written yesterday. But somehow, the zài storage box was not sent out.

Count it in today's account~

Yesterday I was making a picture of General Zuò Estes.

It took me a long time to make a lot of great illustrations.

Soon let them meet with everyone.