Rare weekend.

Ye Ge sat comfortably on the square bench on the first floor of the mall, he was dressed in casual clothes, holding his mobile phone to browse the latest news in some online communities where straight men gathered, and from time to time he let out a low-pitched idiot laugh, and his head shook like a pumpkin blown by the wind.

He usually doesn't have much time to play with his mobile phone, and he belongs to the kind of person who can't be washed away by the directional push information stream, so he is very sensitive to sand sculpture posts, and some old Nikkei stalks can also make him happy to slap his thighs.

It's been a long time since Yeg has enjoyed such a carefree leisure time.

As a senior cadre of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau,Weekends and annual leave are things written on paper.,I've never heard of it.,The last time I heard the word "annual leave",When I graduated from college and signed a contract with the Evil Disaster Bureau.,At that time, a magical girl with a very sweet voice told him with a smile:

"The contract stipulates that our employees of the Evil Disaster Bureau will have at least five days of annual leave every year."

Who would have known that this thing only existed in the contract, and who knew that the Evil Disaster Bureau did not have labor laws at all.

Since joining the Evil Plague Bureau, not to mention annual leave, he hasn't even taken a full weekend.

There are as many cultists and magical disasters in megacities as there are cockroaches in the sewers, and like cockroaches, if you find one, a nest will appear.

As long as the urban danger index released by the Xiangbei Bureau Security Coordination Office at 0:00 every day is not less than 30, all the cadres will enter a wartime state and be on standby at any time, no matter whether it is a weekend or some other holiday.

When Ye Ge was a rookie officer, he didn't worry too much about his future in the workplace.

Because at the collective training of new cadres, he met Director Huang Chuanchao of the Xiangbei Bureau, and that person became his initial goal.

is a high authority, less things and more money, there is something to do for the secretary, and there is nothing to walk the secretary.

What could be a more comfortable job?

As long as I become a high-level leader of the Evil Plague Bureau, I can be as happy as the Yellow Bureau!

If the work intensity is too high, you can't cultivate a healthy and happy personality, and Huang Ju is happy every day and can't see the slightest trouble.

He knew that after he smoked, he would give him two Donghua cigarettes every time he encountered them, encouraging him to work hard and smoke well.

Ye Ge remembered this past and shook his heavy head sadly.

He was too young at that time to know all the Huazi given by the Yellow Bureau, and he had already secretly marked the price.

Huang Ju later touched how many good cigarettes he had, and he couldn't remember it anymore.

Moreover, after he became a senior cadre, he had more contact with the high-level of the Xiangbei Bureau, and only then did he know that the Yellow Bureau was so happy because he had someone above him.

It is rumored in the bureau that there is a relationship between the Yellow Bureau and the sky, and Ye Ge is convinced of this.

At the National Evil Disaster Bureau System Work Conference at the end of each year, the Yellow Bureau is either sleeping or playing with a mobile phone, and has been photographed several times, but it is still as immobile as a mountain.

The main position of the Yellow Bureau is an anomaly, and the work status of the deputy director is the real style of the Evil Disaster Bureau, they are usually busier than their subordinates, their work is more dangerous than their subordinates, and their mortality rate is higher than that of their subordinates......

When Ye Ge was most scared, he also thought about hiding and protecting himself, hiding from dangerous cases, and living longer in ordinary posts, but he always couldn't suppress his nameless fire after seeing those crime scenes, and unknowingly lived like his predecessors, and became the fifth senior cadre among the top ten outstanding young people in the Xiangbei Bureau.

Maybe it's fate, I've had bad luck since I was a child.

Ye Ge put down his phone, looked at his girlfriend who was picking up a bag in the store next to him, and felt that his luck was not too bad.

The magical girl with a very sweet voice back then agreed to her confession not long ago.

In the past few days, the Security Coordination Office has reported an unprecedented urban danger index below 10, so that he and his girlfriend can go on a date on the weekend, and this weekend happens to be the day they meet.

Such good luck, if only there was another cigarette.

Ye Ge touched his trouser pocket, which contained only car keys and receipts.

My girlfriend studies medicine, and he is quite addicted to smoking, but he only dares to say anything in his heart.

If you don't smoke it, don't smoke it.

Ye Ge bit the nail of his thumb and endured it for a while, and suddenly saw a person walking in front of him that made him tremble.

I can't hide from this distance...... Wait a minute, I didn't bring a cigarette today, what's there to be afraid of!

Ye Ge understood this, got up from the square stool, and walked over calmly.

"What are you doing, Brother Liang, you're back from a business trip?" Zero Long Literature Network

"Isn't this a big deal, I'm fine, I'll wander."

Liang De laughed, he was happy to see everyone during this time, he was much more enthusiastic than in the past, bought wine for Brother Xian at night and brought supper, played mahjong with Lao Huang and deliberately set off the cannon, smelled the smell of the local crotch evil god to clean up, and did a lot of good people and good deeds.

"Here, smoke a cigarette."

"Brother Liang, I didn't bring a cigarette." The big head and waist are straight, and the heart is very comfortable.

"Who said to smoke you, you smoke me this."

Liang De took out a double happiness stick from the cigarette case and handed it to the big head's chest.

Ye Ge looked down and was a little puzzled: "Brother Liang, you didn't smoke double happiness, right?" ”

"Yes, I'm a man, I'm used to smoking my own cigarettes, and I cough when I smoke something else.

Didn't you get the wrong cigarette yesterday to play mahjong with Lao Huang, it's pretty good, you try. ”

"No, no, Brother Liang, it's not good to smoke in this public place."

Ye Ge has a heart that wants to refuse and welcome, but his girlfriend is behind him, so he can only be chaste.

"You be flexible, take it first, and then smoke it when you get out of the mall."

"No, no, Brother Liang, my girlfriend won't let me smoke."

"Oops, you take it first, and then smoke it when you break up with your girlfriend."

Liang De stuffed the cigarette into Ye Ge's hand without saying a word, and said:

"Men have to be assertive and listen to their girlfriends in everything.

Come, double happiness and be yourself! ”

Ye Ge still wanted to return the cigarette, but found that the double happiness was stuck to his hand by a ball of light blue gelatin, and he couldn't shake it off.

"Brother Liang, this ...... I ......"

"You wait a minute."

Liang De raised his left wrist, and the red dot flashed on the dial of Soe Ai Radar, receiving the doomsday signal from a certain blue star for the first time.

"Okay, no thanks, someone called me, I'll go first."

Liang De turned to leave, leaving a big head with a cigarette sticking to his hand and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Big head, I've chosen a bag, you can see if it looks good."

After hearing the voice, the big head subconsciously turned around, and found that his girlfriend looked down at the cigarette in his hand, and the voice was as sweet as bee candy.

"Big head, you're very powerful, I didn't look at you for a while, and I conjured a cigarette from my hand, are you a great magician?"

"It's not me, it's ......"

Ye Ge turned his head sharply, but found that Brother Liang, who gave him a cigarette, was nowhere to be found.

"What is it?"

"I ......"

……

Red Leaf House loft apartment.

Liang De stood on the thin blanket piercing door in front of the sofa with his suitcase, and entered the parameters according to the doomsday signal detected by the Sony Ericsson radar.

"Brother Xian, then I'm leaving, and I'll contact the local live broadcast."

The aperture appeared, the figure vanished, and the man from the most ancient blue star headed for the apocalypse.

[End of Volume 3 "Fist and This Shore and Travels Through the World"]