Frost Leaf noticed the strangeness of the people around him and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Frost Star said indignantly: "He's such a scumbag, you still think he's a good person?" ”

What's wrong, the doctor used to be even more scummy, except that there were no scourge operators, he basically didn't do what people did, and now it's just a little meaning.

"You guys, you're just too indulgent to him, what's wrong with the boss, the boss can't be fired?"

Frost Leaf looked vigilant: "What do you mean, don't say how you integrate the movement, if it weren't for his strength, there are not a few operators sitting here who have thoughts about you." ”

"Humph!"

Froststar lifted her chin, if that were the case, she wouldn't be sitting here.

Spit on and nail, the children of the Ursas Icefield will never say anything embarrassing, let alone beg for alms.

She had seen a lot of Victoria's landscapes, more vibrant and freer than that permafrost country, but her attitude towards the infected was quite subtle, and judging by the standards of a leader, it was by no means a place that could treat the infected well.

It seems that the paradise of the heart can only be relied on by one's own hands.

Froststar still didn't understand one thing, Tallulah said before she came that she wanted to let her see the hope of God in this world, and the scholars from the city could talk, and she still couldn't figure out what hope meant.

The white rabbit sat in an inconspicuous corner, and if he didn't look closely, he would definitely be ignored, but who was the sting, a pair of eyes were quite sharp, and he swept her at first sight, and quietly looked away to observe others, but there were thousands of thoughts in his heart.

Why do the cadres of the integration movement mix with the cadres of Rhode Island?

Since the core city of Chernobog ran away, Yan Guo's intelligence on them has been in a lag stage, firstly, because the distance is too far, and it takes a long time for the messenger to send back the information, and secondly, Tallullah, as the leader of the integration movement, has led the policy of this armed group of infected people to a fundamental change, coupled with the aftermath of the Tidesta incident, so that all countries in the world have more or less improved in their treatment of the infected, even if not from the heart.

The information sent back from the dragon gate was not very detailed, and the stunned immediately had the idea of taking a closer look.

Seeing that the owner was not there, Isabella generously found a place to sit down patiently, and it seemed that she was really in trouble.

At first, the operators were hesitant to ask for autographs and group photos, but after Amber took the lead, others became eager to try it out.

"You are all Mr. Zhou's employees?"

"He's not our boss yet, and we're barely colleagues."

Amber originally wanted to talk about superiors and subordinates, but found that the relationship between doctors and operators was not simply superiors and subordinates, he played quite a few roles, but none of them were superior.

Just a colleague relationship?

Do you only recruit female employees?

What if something can only be done by men?

Several thoughts popped into Isabella's mind at once, but out of politeness, she didn't ask.

Just as she was thinking wildly, a little girl in a maroon ponytail walked up and handed over a picture book with both hands, on which were some of Isabella's former roles, the cover was a picture of her as a classical knight of Casimir, holding a riding spear, with a pair of Pegasus wings unfolded behind her, charging the enemy alone, and the cold tone style gave a close-up of her face, highlighting her resolute and cold expression, as well as the tragedy when she rushed into battle alone.

But the end of the story is not that she dies in battle, and she awakens the power of her ancestors, and she escapes in a thrilling state in an unconscious state and embarks on another path.

"Sister, can you sign it for me?"

"Yes."

Isabella felt that the little girl in front of her was very cute, took the album with both hands, wrote the fancy font with a black signature pen, and asked: "Do you know what the meaning of this picture is, there is a reward for answering correctly~"

"The last hussars, right?"

"That's right, what's your name?"

"I don't have a name, my sisters and brothers call me Snake Slaughter Box, and they call me Turtle Turtle."

"What kind of reward does the turtle want?"

The turtle blinked: "Can I take a group photo?" ”

"Absolutely."

Isabella asked the clerk at the next table to help, and she hugged the turtle and the two took a group photo.

The stunned sting not far away looked at this scene, she also thought that the little sister called the snake slaughter box was very cute, but she had a public office, so forget about signing a group photo or something, although the sitcom is very unique, but Yanguo's own film and television culture also has a flavor.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look to the other side, because she noticed that there was a person who had been watching her.

……

……

As the sun rises and dispels the fog, the streets become more populated.

Zhou Jinru took Vena's hand, and the two strolled through the Eastern Region, after leaving the area where the nobility was concentrated, the surrounding area was obviously popular, and in the last few days of the recovery day, there were more backpackers, most of whom were tourists from other mobile cities.

"Every time I leave a big mobile city, I always feel like I'm going to another world, and this tearing feeling is getting stronger and stronger."

"No one can solve such a problem, even Victoria, Ursas, Flames, Colombia, there is always a contradiction between mobile and non-mobile cities."

Wei Na couldn't help but reach out and pinch Zhou Jinru's arm: "Are you used to talking about work when you and your friends go shopping?" ”

"Of course not, I'm wondering if this situation would be improved if it were you, contradictions will continue to accumulate, and one day a terrible disaster will erupt."

"I don't know, you don't always want me to be king, do you really want to be a prince?"

Zhou Jinru was speechless for a while: "I can't beat you." ”

Vina was surprised: "Could it be that your standard is whether you can beat it?" ”

"Of course not, I'm not a strong man."

"Jinfu?"

"That guy specializes in beating women."

"It's nasty."

The two boarded a city bus and sat in the back, the golden sunlight shone on them through the window, and the hooded lion leaned quietly on Zhou Jinru's shoulder, she came out early, and rarely had a break time, and fell asleep carelessly.

Zhou Jinru held the terminal, clicked his fingers back and forth a few times, and the cartoon image of Mingyuexin stood in the corner of the screen, talking to him with the situation of words, and turning out some documents from time to time, all about the history of the city under his feet.

"No calls lately?"

"Yes, in order not to interfere with the doctor's shopping with Miss Vina, the calls have been diverted by me, do you need to call back?"

Zhou Jinru rubbed his face: "Don't use it for the time being, Vena is resting, I don't want to wake her up." ”