Chapter 170 People are valuable and self-aware, and garbage must be sorted

Boyle understood that he had been put on the table, and the money was just not much, so he gritted his teeth, "Okay!" ”

For the first time in years, he spoke just one word.

"Deal!" Bianliang applauded, "At this time, it would be nice to have a wine to celebrate." ”

Boyle was still in pain with his money and didn't answer.

He took out his message and transferred three million to Le Yinjun's message.

The sea tribe has passed the age of using money, and the money is stored in the hand.

After saving the money, he began to issue the "Manifesto of the Communists", which was only a formality, and in fact, even he did not finish the book.

After the issuance, he began to officially appoint: Bianliang is the leader of the Lehai clan's co-lord faction, which means the leader, and the remaining five people are the co-lord faction, which is equivalent to the secretary, corresponding to the five major cities of the Lehai clan (shallow sea city, transition city, deep sea city, abyss city, super abyssal sea city).

He took out a special color pen made by the Shen Lian clan, and took a picture on the scale armor on the right shoulder of the five factions, and each of them had a piece of scale armor turned golden, and if you look closely, there is a mark of "co-master" on the scale armor,

As for the scales of Bianliang, he changed a pen, which was larger and heavier than the one just now, and Boyle's hands trembled a little, as if he couldn't bear the weight of this one.

The leader of the communist faction is marked with a dark gold chromogenic pen, which has been produced three times in the entire Shen Lian clan, and each pen can only be used once!

Bowyle had never used such a pen before, and he knew that it was prepared by the Communists for the leaders of the Three Great Sea Clans.

His mark is golden, and if the leader of the sect is concerned, it is a greater being than him.

As a diplomat, he has been through a lot.

Marking a faction leader, this is something that will go down in the history of the Communist International, how can he not be excited.

His hands trembled, not because of the weight of the pen, but because of the importance of the matter itself!

"It's ugly!" Bian Liang looked at the dark golden scale armor and complained, how beautiful the golden one is, the golden light is shining, and his own is a bit like rust.

Boyle's hand shook, "This is the Leader Mark!" Is! Is it good to have a little knowledge, the 30 million co-owners of the Shen Lian clan are just one faction leader! There are many people in the Lehai tribe, and even if you develop 80 million communists in the future, you may be the leader of 80 million people! ”

He instilled in Bianliang the knowledge of the communist faction, hoping that the new leader would recognize his identity.

"Oops, what a great look!" Bian Liang shook his hand like him, but he didn't care at all.

Let him live in the sea, let alone 80 million, 800 million will not do it.

What is there to eat in the sea? Every day it's either fish or seaweed.

What is there to wear in the sea, this dress is like plastic, waterproof first-class, but what is the comfort of wearing it.

I can't eat or wear, what else is there to stay in.

"Oops!" He shook again, this time not only his hands, but his whole body trembled, and he was not alone, the whole car was shaking.

"Tsunami!" Jiang Zheng shouted, and he saw that the bulkhead of the station guard kept shaking.

The only thing that can shake such a large ship is a tsunami.

"Don't panic!" Boyle opened the hand message as he spoke, and the captain sent the situation outside the cabin.

It was a ship bigger than an iceberg, and just by getting closer, the huge current made the battleship tremble.

"Hu Wen battle submarine." Boyle recognized it immediately.

Even in the entire ocean, there are few battle submarines, and in the Lehai clan, there is only one warship of this size.

"I'll go out and talk to them so I don't have a misunderstanding." As he spoke, Boyle started the reclamation truck.

It is a very bulky sea cart that can travel on the bottom of the sea, and is often used to level the seabed to facilitate the construction of cities.

He was not worried that the Hu Wen would attack the battleship, because the ship had the diplomatic emblem of the Shen Lian clan on the outside.

Attacking the diplomatic ship is equivalent to starting a war, and with the overwhelming strength of the Shen Lian clan, no one dares to touch the diplomatic ship of the Shen Lian clan.

Soon after Bowyle left, he came back angrily, "Zheng Ming is really magnificent, he has to show up to let us get on the boat." ”

But this was also expected by him, if it wasn't so, why did he bring these six people over.

Hu Wen knew that the communist faction wanted to win him over, and he also had this in mind.

The news of this has already come out, otherwise Boyle would not have made a claim.

Since it is something you and I want, you have to let your subordinates put this score, which makes Bowyle very dissatisfied.

"Everyone come with me, you all be careful, then Zheng Ming is the right and left hand of the patriarch of Hu, if our co-lord faction wants to develop, we must not offend him." After Bowyle explained the matter, he walked in front with Leyu.

Bianliang had heard Zheng Ming's voice, when they were surrounded in Sanxing Reef, it was Zheng Ming who called Le Xia, and his voice sounded quite easy-going.

"Let's go." The five Bianliang also followed Bowyle forward.

They soon arrived at the submarine ship, which was so big that looking up at the top of the cabin was like looking up at the sky, especially the chandelier on the top, like the stars in the sky.

Looking at a group of stunned students, Zheng Ming felt a little disdainful in his heart, but he didn't show it, but waited in front of the cabin door with a demeanor.

"Hello Miss Leyu, the patriarch has been waiting for a long time." Zheng Ming's voice was the same as in the hand-message, magnetic and easy-going.

"You and Boyle, please come with me." He bent down and stretched out his hand, and politely led the two of them away.

As for the others, he didn't even look up, which made Bianliang immediately change his opinion of him.

is a lord who flatters and deceives, and if you want to deal with this kind of person, you must first improve your status.

Otherwise, even if you rub his cold ass with a hot face, nothing will come of it.

"Let's go, let's go shopping." Bian Liang thought, since Zheng Ming didn't take himself seriously, he didn't have to care, just look at the ship, and pass the time.

Immediately, another soldier came, saluted them, and said, "Please go to the side cabin to rest." ”

Partial cabin, as soon as he heard the name, Bianliang knew that they were despised again.

But this is also something that can't be helped, Bowyle treats them as treasures, mainly because of Leyu.

In fact, it is true, if there is no Leyu, they can't even get on this boat, and what are they talking about developing the co-mastery.

Now that Leyu has been taken to see Hu Wen, these small fish and shrimp can naturally only go to the side cabin.

"Okay, you lead the way." Bian Liang did not embarrass the soldiers, nor did he make trouble, but obediently went to the side cabin.

He knew that in front of the warship on the bottom of the sea, he had no capital to make trouble.

He still remembered that at the bottom of the Star Reef, the Centipede ship easily overturned the sunken ship, this kind of strength was not something they could compete with, not to mention that this ship was much bigger than the Centipede ship.

However, when he arrived at the side cabin, he couldn't help but want to explode again.

This is where the guests stay, this is the kitchen aisle!

There is a row of blue garbage cans on the left, which are all kinds of fish heads and bones, and a row of red garbage cans on the right, all seaweed roots.

Everyone stayed in the middle, and the fishy smell kept rushing to the nose, which was extremely disgusting.

"Recently, we have been engaged in garbage sorting, and please don't mind." The soldier dropped a word and left.

Garbage sorting!

This is treating us like garbage!

Bian Liang was angry, and his hand couldn't help but touch the streamer again.