Mayor Song is a big fat man. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

That's right, it's the head, not one. Because, his body shape can no longer be described in this word!

At this point, he was in his office, sitting in a chair, looking at the papers on the desk.

June is the hottest season of the year in Kyoto, and Mayor Song is a big fat man, so he is particularly afraid of heat. This made Mayor Song, the big fat man who was looking at the documents, sweating profusely, like a stream, dripping down.

Hey, if only there was an electric fan.

That's why he's suffering such a great sin now. If it was before, the electric fan didn't even look at it. Because there is air conditioning!

It's cool in the office, and you don't need to deal with the documents yourself, so there's a secretary! All he is responsible for is to sign or collect the money. That little day is called a comfortable one.

Stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, and threw it to the side, and Mayor Song, who threw the sweat out, had an impatient look on his face.

To be honest, he was really annoyed, annoyed, annoyed. The base is completely starting from scratch, and he is not only responsible for selecting talents from among those survivors and improving the base's management system. It is also necessary to formulate various rules and regulations for this base.

As the saying goes, there are no rules. Even if it is a small base now, it is less than 100,000 people. However, now is the perfect time to announce the new rules and regulations.

If you wait until the number of people grows in the future, it will be really difficult to manage. Taking advantage of the small number of people now, these rules and regulations will be imprinted in the hearts of every survivor, so that the current tens of thousands of people will become a head, and together with the later survivors, follow the rules of the base.

I still don't have a clue about the management talent I need. As for the rules and regulations, not to mention, Mayor Song is most worried about this now. I don't know where to start.

If this continues, I am afraid that the flesh of this body will be thin. Mayor Song Jun, who was sitting on the chair, kept twisting his huge body, and the wooden chair kept squeaking overwhelmed.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Song Jun was stunned for a moment, looking at the door of his office with some doubts, not knowing who would come to him at this time. Because, those who received General Lin's task, every one of them is estimated to be about the same as him, and their busy hair is split ends.

"Please come in!" So, Song Jun stood up from his chair and said.

The door opened, and a thin bamboo pole, taking the first step, walked in, it was Deputy Director Cheng Yucheng who was in charge of the distribution of materials at the base, but now he should not be called Deputy Director, but Minister Cheng.

Behind this thin bamboo pole-like Minister Cheng is Director Ma, who is in charge of the construction of the base, and now officially becomes the minister of the base construction department.

The two of them walked in with smiles, and Minister Ma looked at Song Jun and quipped: "Mayor Song is really working hard, it seems that the rules and regulations of the base, you should get almost right!" Uh, no, I should call you Minister Song, maybe, it won't be long before you become the leader of this base! ”

"It's a joke, it's a joke!" Song Jun immediately walked to the two of them in a panic, stretched out his fat and white hands, held Minister Ma's hand, and said, "Minister Ma, don't bring me a high hat, how can Xiao Song be able to sit in the position of the leader of the base?" ”

As he spoke, a wry smile appeared on Song Jun's face, he pointed to the paper on the table, and said, "Minister Ma, have you seen it, from this morning to now, I haven't held back a word!" ”

"It's all the same, it's all the same!" The smile on Minister Ma's face became even stronger, and he looked at Song Jun and said, "I didn't bother you, Minister Song!" ”

"No, no!" Song Jun hurriedly shook his head, pointed to the chair in the room, stretched out his hand, and said, "Sit down and say Sit down, it's rare that you take the time to come and see me when you're so busy!" ”

"Tea?" Song Jun walked to the side of the cupboard, took out a pot of tea, and began to make tea.

Speaking of this pot of tea, he found it in a small hotel, and at that time, he took it back. Not a good tea. But now, it's nice to have tea to drink!

"Of course you want to drink it!" Minister Ma said bluntly: "I didn't expect that Minister Song still hid such a good thing!" Speaking of which, Lao Cheng, how long have we not had tea? ”

"It's been almost four days!" Cheng Yu also said with a smile, but with that lean face, it looked a little ugly.

"yes, you say, what the hell is going on?" The smile on Minister Ma's face gradually converged and turned into a sigh, "Why is it the end of the world?" ”

"Who knows, maybe, it is our own sin!" Song Jun, who was on the side, brought the two teacups with tea brewed in front of the two of them, and said.

"Perhaps!" Minister Ma took the teacup with both hands and put it on the coffee table in front of him, but his eyes were observed in the room.

And Cheng Yu is usually like a stuffy gourd, he doesn't speak if others don't ask.

Therefore, for a while, this temporary office fell into an awkward atmosphere.

Song Jun, who was sitting on the chair, twisted his ass again, his face was full of doubts. He didn't know why the two people in front of him would run to his office when they were so busy.

Come on, come on, and don't say a word. This Minister Ma, who looks like a member of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, has come to look for some evidence, and he has a pair of eyes, looking around, and he doesn't know what he is looking at.

Another thin bamboo pole Minister Cheng stared intently at the tea leaves in the teacup, as if the tea leaves in the cup were about to bloom!

Wiping the sweat from his face, Song Jun put on a familiar smile and said with a little flattery: "I don't know, Minister Ma, Minister Cheng, come today, is there anything wrong?" ”

Why did Song Jun show such a posture in front of the two?

First of all, before the end of the world, Song Jun, the mayor, belonged to the airborne. In other words, he is in Kyoto and has no support at all.

If I have to say it, Song Jun, the mayor, can be regarded as an empty shell in Kyoto. There is no title, but no real power.

Secondly, What is Kyoto? This is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and I don't know how many ministers there are, retired, unretired, etc., etc.

Therefore, since he came to Kyoto to take office, Song Jun, who knew all this, put his posture very low, of course, because he was afraid that he would offend a powerful person who could not be provoked if he was not careful.

Just like the Minister Ma in front of him now, he is much older than him, and he has been sitting in the position of the Kyoto Urban Construction Bureau for five or six years, and there is a grapevine that this Minister Ma, who is almost forty years old, is a real ministerial-level cadre in the background. He can't afford to mess with him.

Cheng Yu, deputy director of the Bureau of Statistics, not to mention this, you must know that the director of the Bureau of Statistics is a cadre at the level of a deputy minister of the country, let alone what level Cheng Yu has.

All in all, these two people were big names he couldn't afford to mess with before.

"Speaking of which, it's a little weird!" Hearing Song Jun's words, Minister Ma nodded and said, "Minister Song, I don't know if you have heard about Superman!" ”

"Superman?" Mayor Song was really confused, and subconsciously said, "Does it really exist?" ”

"It didn't exist before, but now, it's hard to say!" Minister Ma was full of posture, took a sip of tea gently, and then said: "This morning, a small piece of news suddenly came out of the base, and a survivor said that he saw a burst of fire in a room of the Great Wall Hotel at about 0:00 last night, so he got up and took a look, and found that it was actually a fireball!" ”

"Fireballs?" Mayor Song didn't understand what Minister Ma meant!

As for what happened last night, he couldn't be clearer. He felt the severe pain on the day of the apocalypse, and in the end, the whole person was confused, and slept in a daze until this morning.

If General Lin hadn't told them this morning that it was caused by an unknown energy ray burst, he wouldn't have known what was going on!

"Yes, Fireball!" Minister Ma gasped and said, looking at Mayor Song's puzzled face, he couldn't help but smile.

He loved the feeling, the feeling of leading someone away.

"I know, the fireball is not strange, there is no electric light now, it is normal for there to be a fire in the room!" Minister Ma took another sip of water and said again: "But, if I say that this fireball was conjured by a man with his hands, do you believe it? ”

"It can't be!" Mayor Song retorted on the spot.

"yes, actually, I don't think it's possible!" Minister Ma nodded in agreement, and his voice changed again, "But, what makes me strange is that the man who is said to be able to emit fireballs is missing this morning!" ”

"Well, it is said that it was the person under you who brought him to the research institute, saying that he was recruited to be the accountant of the research institute! Can you believe it? Minister Ma looked at Song Jun's face and asked.

"This?" Song Jun's short eyebrows were twisted together.

If there was only the rumor that Minister Ma said before, Song Jun would definitely scoff at it. How could anyone be able to send fireballs with their hands? Isn't that a fantasy?

However, if you add the last sentence, then you have to think about it.

What does the Research Bureau do? That was established by General Lin single-handedly, which is a place to study zombies and the end times.

This place has always spoken with science. Since even the research institute was alarmed, it was definitely not groundless about the man who could conjure fireballs!

That means that the man who was taken away by the institute can really send fireballs with his hands!

But isn't this scientific?

Could it be because of the unknown energy that General Lin said?

"Minister Song, you don't believe it either, do you?" Keeping staring at Song Jun's face, Minister Ma had already learned the answer he wanted, and then said, "I don't believe it either!" ”

"So, I thought, because of the relationship between the unknown energy, there must be more than one person who has mutated!" Minister Ma began to induce earnestly, "Mayor Song, there is a sentence that I don't know when to say it!" ”

"Huh?" Song Jun, who was listening carefully, didn't understand why Minister Ma suddenly said such a sentence, and the flattering smile on his face reappeared, waving his hands, and said, "When you say it, when you say it, of course you can say it." Minister Ma, you are my senior, there is nothing that should not be said! ”

"Hehe, since that's the case, then I'll say it directly," Minister Ma nodded with satisfaction and said, "You should still remember what General Lin said, tomorrow, they will go to rescue the chief!" ”

"To say a big rebellious word, it's fine if this chief is fine, but if this is a case and the chief is gone, what will happen to us?"

"What if the chief is gone, but the others are still there?"

After speaking, Minister Ma spread his hands and didn't say anything more explicitly, just drinking tea with a teacup.

Some words are destined to be understood and not spoken!

What's more, Minister Ma has a guess in his heart, that is, the entire base may be under the surveillance of that old guy now. Otherwise, how could he have found the man who would send fireballs so quickly?

As for what he meant, it was already obvious.

Now, for the current base, the three of them can be said to be the three giants of the base, even if this is only on the surface.

However, Lin Guodong, the real owner of the base, is in his sixties today, nearly seventy, how many years can he live?

When Lin Guodong dies, this base, isn't it up to them to have the final say? As for General Lin's two sons, in his opinion, they were too tender. In minutes, he can play them to death.

So, the most important question now is the upcoming rescue operation.

As soon as the chief comes, with Lin Guodong's character, he will definitely hand over the power of the base to the chief! If so, there is no problem, he has a way to win the rights he wants.

However, what if something really happened to the chief, he died? If that's all there is, he doesn't care.

However, if only the chief is dead, and the other bigwigs are fine, doesn't that mean that the power in his hands now will be taken away? Or was it just snatched away by the bigwigs?

That's what he doesn't want to see. He enjoyed the sense of superiority that power brought him. It's like a poppy, addicted.

"What do you mean, Minister Imas?" Mayor Song thought about it and understood the meaning of Minister Ma's words, so he asked directly.

"What do I mean?" Minister Ma stared at Mayor Song's eyes tightly, until he found that his eyes did not have the eyes he didn't want to see, and then nodded and said, "Today's words, I hope Mayor Song doesn't spread the word, otherwise, we will be in trouble!" ”

"Don't worry, I'm a notoriously strict person!" Mayor Song made a statement on the spot.

Even Cheng Yu, who was drinking tea sullenly, nodded in agreement.

"Actually, I thought about something three days ago, and it wasn't until this morning that I was completely sure!" Minister Ma put down the teacup and said, "That is, this is definitely a global crisis. According to my guess, there is not one in ten human beings left in the world! ”

"That is, since three days ago, there was no concept of a state!"

"This is the real end times! It's also -- troubled times! ”

"What is the most likely thing about troubled times? Heroes, heroes! ”

"As long as you are brave enough and shrewd enough, then you can live, live more nourishing than anyone else!"

"You're all smart people, and you all understand whether what I'm saying makes sense!" Minister Ma's face showed a trace of abnormal ruddyness, "So, this is an era where whoever has a big fist will live well!" ”

"So, how is a fist so big? Firearms, ammunition? ”

"No, these are definitely not, these things, without the production line, without electricity, will definitely one day, completely eliminated, abandoned!"

"It's those who have superpowers, that is—supermen!"

At this time, Minister Ma was like a religious fanatic, a religious fanatic who had been searching for many years and finally found his faith......

Yun Province, Jing County.

It is located in the mountains southwest of Jingxian County. The Weiyuan River, which crosses Jingxian County, passes between two mountain peaks.

Between these two peaks, there is an old stone bridge about ten meters long.

The age of the old stone bridge is no longer known, but from the thigh-thick pine tree growing out of the stone crack on the stone bridge, you can see how old this old stone bridge is!

At this time, on the west side of the old stone bridge, dozens of soldiers in green military uniforms and in embarrassment were lying on the ground horizontally, motionless.

If you can't see it, these lying people, their chests rise and fall violently, it is estimated that people will think they are dead at a glance!

On top of the stone bridge, there were two other people, leaning on the handrails of the stone bridge, sitting on the bridge deck.

One of them, a slightly stronger man, stood up from time to time and looked to the other side of the bridge, as if they were waiting for someone.

These people are the survivors who escaped from the banana plantation.

Just now, the six sons and three of them, who were originally in charge of the broken queen together with Zheng Lichun, had already caught up with the team and became one of the dozens of lying corpses.

Only the bald Zheng Lichun and the superman holding the sword and shield have not yet arrived.

"Nothing will happen to them, will they?" Looking anxiously at the other side of the bridge, Tao Shangfeng, who found that there was no human figure yet, sat down weakly with the handrail of the stone bridge and muttered.

"No, absolutely impossible!" Zhao Yuguo shook his head, and glanced at it weakly, on the stretcher in the middle of the crowd, the unconscious man and woman!

Then, he thought of that god-like, superhuman-like strong man. How could something happen to him?

Even if he can't beat him, he is 100% sure that he will definitely be able to escape!

"Why hasn't it come yet?" Tao Shangfeng wiped the gray-black sweat on his face and glanced at the other side of the bridge again.

At this time, two sturdy figures had already climbed from the valley on the side of the road onto the road and ran towards the direction of the stone bridge.

However, in this short period of time, Tao Shangfeng has seen it countless times, and every time he is disappointed, the road is empty. This time, there was obviously a figure, but he habitually thought that there was no one, and lowered his head and muttered.

As soon as he finished saying this, Tao Shangfeng raised his head again and his eyes widened. Seemingly, probably, probably, he had just seen a little bit of a difference.

At a glance, sure enough, two figures were rushing towards the stone bridge. Especially one of them, the big bald head that can reflect the light.

"It's coming, it's coming!" At this moment, Tao Shangfeng hurriedly grabbed the handrail, stood up, and waved his sore arms at the two people who ran over.

A few seconds later, Dao Yuxuan came to the two of them and said to them, "You guys stand back, I destroyed this bridge!" ”

At this time, Tao Shangfeng was surprised to find that where Dao Yuxuan and the two of them climbed onto the road, the figures of zombies climbed up one after another.

"it!" Tao Shangfeng's eyes widened and he couldn't help scolding.

Is there any mistake, why are these things so clingy? You can't throw it away!

In fact, the main reason for all this is because Tao Shangfeng and the others are too tired, and the speed of escaping is about the same as walking at normal times, how can they be able to throw away these tireless zombies!

So, Tao Shangfeng was not hypocritical, and directly pulled Zhao Yuguo, and with the help of Zheng Lichun, who was still full of physical strength, he walked off the stone bridge.

Dao Yuxuan, on the other hand, was holding a sword and shield, wearing beach pants with a big hole in his buttocks, standing on the stone bridge, motionless.

Is he pretending to be cool?

Of course not. He was just mobilizing the little vitality left in his body, in the circulating meridians. He's brewing a big move, one that can destroy this old stone bridge.

Just when those zombies had already rushed onto the stone bridge, Dao Yuxuan raised his right leg high, and his big eyes like copper bells were shining.

"Thunder," taking a deep breath, Dao Yuxuan shouted softly, "Trample!" The man lifted his right leg high and stomped towards the stone bridge.

With a "bang", the entire bridge deck shook and made a buzzing sound.

In the place where the pine trees grow, countless weathered gravel continue to fall into the river in the vibration, making a plopping sound.

Immediately afterwards, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the entire stone bridge was finally overwhelmed, and with a bang, it broke from the most central position, which is also the weakest part of the bridge deck......

This, this, this...... It's too fake, right?

All the soldiers who heard the sound were stunned and looked at the man standing on the broken bridge, majestic, like the god of war, speechless.

"Brother Chun, can you do me a favor and help me, my leg seems to be broken!" For a long time, standing motionless, Dao Yuxuan, who others thought was cool, turned around, his pale face was full of cold sweat, looked at Zheng Lichun on the side, and said......