Back on the third floor, it has completely changed, the headquarters has been transformed into an office for the entire armament team, and everyone is allowed to put some personal preferences.

Céline installed the largest sync window on the wall, pasted the viewfinder to the eaves of her best friend's flower shop, and wore a pair of green gauze curtains. Every morning, when I open it, I am kissed by the sun, and as long as I can't help but touch it with my hands, I can temporarily forget that I am deep underground.

The small door of the office became a gathering point for everyone to pray for the blessing of the Fata, and all the places on it that could write were filled with blessings and signatures. In the two weeks after the explosion, dozens of people came to leave their own literary talents every day, and Zhang Ruoxi also relied on the advantage of height to inscribe an ambiguous poem called "The Nurse Makes Me Continue to Beat My Heart" in the blank space at the top.

And Biamp has been busy all day long for the promotion of Pangwu recently, the number of appearances and the total lunar eclipse have been a fight, and counting Fata's injury and Duma's absence, once Wang Jiangchai went out on duty, Jingyang, who had no one to talk to, basically bowed his head and was silent in the office.

You must know that the out-of-shape body is a diehard, and it is useless to pinch and rub it lightly, and these scoundrels pretend to be deaf and dumb, and it is impossible to get their bodies back to firm up by negotiating with them. Jingyang had to increase the intensity of training, and silently bet in his heart that the fat would fall one step earlier than he fell.

Half a month has passed since the explosion today, but the sound of "bang, bang" in the negative three floors has been continuous.

A pangwu was clumsily stretching out his arms and kicking his legs in the distance, like a broadcast gymnastics on the first day of school, and the discordant movements were simply appetizing after watching for a long time.

And in the cabin, Jingyang's eyelashes were beads of sweat, he had never been so serious, and he was so hot that he began to try to drive half-naked.

The goal as wide as a dam behind him was the result of the normal operation of the projection, but the oncoming ball was the real thing, and the sparring machine outside half of the stadium was doing irregular movements, and every time it could find the most tricky angle to fire the cannonball.

“…… 25…… 26…… 27…… 26……”

Every time he successfully blocked one, Jingyang added a point to himself based on his feelings, but the extreme exhaustion had already made his thoughts become a pot of dumpling stuffing confusing with vegetables and meat, after all, he didn't leave any rest time for himself at all, except for the dumb fire of the sparring machine.

Now seeing that all 50 shells had been fired, Jingyang lowered the hatch, rubbed his knees, which were uncomfortable due to the weight of the capture ring, and dragged his body that wanted to lie flat immediately to press the new command.

But before he could reach his destination, someone stepped in first, and Koongolsky, who had not left the office all day, suddenly walked out and stood next to the sparring machine first.

Since returning to the armament group, Jingyang has tried his best to avoid this enemy, and there is no absolute need to never take the initiative to speak, and the two have finally changed from being at the tip of the needle to not talking to each other.

However, the day when the old sea urchin covered in thorns finally broke out, seeing this provocative figure getting closer and closer, Jingyang stood decisively and vigilantly.

"Don't run back and forth, I'll help you reset."

Jing Yang was a little suspicious of his ears, and it wasn't until the sweat flowed into his mouth that he brought the real salty taste that he began to believe that it was not a dream. An armistice without warning was always flattering, and he forgot to say thank you as he walked back.

Under Kangolski's arrangement, the sparring machine walked around the arena in a serpentine shape, and the buzzing recovery port sucked back all the fat white balls that had just been kicked out of the house. It then returned to its intended position, signaling that the unruly cannonballs were about to whizz again.

Jingyang had also closed the hatch, but at this time, someone suddenly interrupted the practice.

"Seren hasn't come back yet?" Wang Jiangchai walked out of the elevator, and his voice was extremely clear by the empty hall.

"It seems that there is more than one row of leaking guardrails, and she has to be busy for a while." Jingyang opened the hatch again, and a rubber ball flew right past his ear and smashed into the back wall of the cockpit like a catapult.

Fortunately, Wang Jiangchai quickly turned off the sparring machine, so that he did not become a target for human flesh.

"There is a drifting party gathering to make trouble, it seems that you can only go." Team leader Wang walked over and patted Kangolski's heavy shoulder.

"Where?" The latter glanced at the wisdom plate impatiently, probably because he didn't want the task to squeeze his private life.

"The Zonghenglun printing factory, not too far."

"It's not close enough, no." Kangolsky shook his head disdainfully, "It's almost time to get off work, and I promised my daughter to go home and help her change her lines." ”

"Please, you don't want me to miss my girlfriend twice a week, do you?"

"Then let the informant wait until tomorrow morning!" Koongolsky, who had a temper, made the scene very stiff.

"Or else...... I'm going to try it? It seems that his mind was touched by the good deed just now, and Jingyang, who had already come over, relieved everyone.

Seeing the hesitation in the four eyes on the other side, he wiped a handful of sweat from his neck, which was a better weight than a piece of paper: "Always on the road, I'm ready." ”

Wang Jiangchai, who had just been tested by the management problem, seemed to have seen the answer, and after a little hesitation, he made a happy high-five and agreed.

"Remember to be cautious in everything, the factory that is about to go bankrupt can't stand the toss."

The first time he went to the street, after getting off the truck, Jingyang's legs seemed to be welded to the ground, and he was always worried that his steps were too big and added unnecessary burden to the medical system.

But it was only later that he realized that such concerns were completely unnecessary. The deterrent power of Pang Wu should not be underestimated, as long as the marching alarm is turned on, outside the eight or nine stores, there will be mothers holding their children and fleeing across the road.

When Jingyang arrived at the printing house, the troublemakers had not left yet, and the two groups of people were fighting with the gate as the boundary like chess.

Inside the door was a man in a peaked cap, and behind him were a dozen uniformed workers, holding improvised shovels, wrenches, and hammers, looking nervous, like a peasant rebel army that could only plough but was forced to use force.

The troublemakers outside the door were much more arrogant, a bunch of young people knocked on the door with sticks and bricks, and even climbed the door railing to find an opportunity to climb over, and the unbearable provocation in their mouths did not stop for a moment.

But as soon as he saw Pang Wu coming over, the balance of this confrontation was immediately broken. Someone immediately whistled, and the hooligans scattered and fled like splashing water, leaving no chance for Jingyang to arrest anyone.

Seeing the thugs disperse, the cap opened the door, swallowed his saliva, and mustered up the courage to talk to the giant who was more than five meters tall.

"It's good that you're here, otherwise you wouldn't be able to go home today!"

"You're the factory director?"

"Yes."

"Why are they looking for trouble?"

"It's all because of my kindness, and I recruited a few dropouts to drive immigrants into the factory to work! But they are illiterate and slow, they broke two scanners in half a month, and I deducted some maintenance fees from my salary, so they didn't want to make trouble. ”

The apprehensive workers were about to go back to their respective homes under the protection of Pang Wu, but someone ran from the direction of the workshop with a shout.

The floors of the printing house are the best illustration of the efficiency, they seem to have not been tended for a whole century, and the potholes are like its fate of lingering, and the man who hurt him stumbled three times along the way.

"After ...... Back door," he rushed over, not even breathing, "old storeroom, someone set the old storeroom on fire!" ”

The group rushed to the backyard in shock, only to find that in addition to the fire, everything else was a mess.

Everywhere you see are the remains of ink barrels, huge garbage bins are completely overturned to the ground, the tables and chairs piled up in the corner of the courtyard after retirement have not provoked anyone, but they still cannot escape the tragedy of being smashed into broken branches and rotten trees, and every window in the warehouse is spewing smoke, as if there is a fire dragon that has disturbed its dreams.

There were several iron chains of different thicknesses tied to the door of the fire point, and someone should have thrown the fire into the fire through the window, and through the crack in the door, it could be seen that the red light inside had exceeded the range that could be controlled by a few basins of water.

"He deliberately led us to the front door!" The factory director looked at the iron chain and was distressed, "I recruited them before to see that they were pitiful, who knew that they were so despicable!" ”

"Stand out of the way!" Jingyang made a superfluous warning to the employees who had already dodged, and then broke the door and secretly exerted his hands through the cracks.

"Otherwise, let's wait until the fire brigade comes." The director of the factory seems to be worried that the big giant will cause secondary damage.

However, with a few "bangs", the door has been opened, but it is not the same as Jingyang's expectations, and the onlookers are all stunned.

Some of the rusty iron chains resisted this catastrophe, but the aging door shaft did not withstand the destruction and instantly collapsed, and the two doors were tightly tied together, and Jingyang unloaded them completely.

"It's okay," perhaps because he couldn't afford to provoke the Anping Administration, the factory director seemed very open-minded at this time, "This cost is counted on the head of the drifting party." ”

The large storeroom is as tall as a three-story building, and the old things inside are so complicated that people are dizzy, and in order to deal with the growing fire, someone has already brought the fire extinguishing ball.

The front door of the printing house still hangs the medal of the 'Firefighting Model Unit', but now it seems that it can be successfully evaluated without blocking the faucet. Those fire-extinguishing balls that have long since expired are useless, and after the shell is burned, there is not even a bit of foam that should be there.

"Don't be impulsive until the fire brigade arrives! Stand away, everybody! "The factory director is a real warm man in his bones, and he takes care of his employees as if they were family," There are still a few discarded cotton mouths inside, and the battery may explode at any time, which is too dangerous!" ”

"And how long is the fire brigade?"

"I don't know, I didn't know there was a fire before, I just made a call."

"This big guy isn't afraid of fire, right?" Someone looked Pang Wu up and down.

"It's so narrow inside, he may be afraid that he won't be able to open ......"

These chats were not malicious, but they made Jingyang in a dilemma. It's not a matter of duty to put out fires, but it's certainly not appropriate to pick a son and leave, and it's too cowardly to stand here like a fool all the time.

The fire dragon became fatter and fatter the more he ate, and seemed to be laughing at him for being a rookie, and Jing Yang, who finally couldn't help it, turned around and walked to the other side of the backyard.

Under the eaves there was an old abandoned bathtub, the leather bolts still intact, and the thin layer of snow on the eaves had turned into a pool of stagnant water in the recent warmer weather, mixed with the dead branches and leaves, and became a half tank of putrid mud.

He came back with the bathtub and splashed it hard, and the most ferocious fiery snake at the door instantly only had the momentum of a turkey.

Bowed his head and got into the door, but fortunately, the temperature control system was powerful enough, and the cabin did not become extremely tormented like purgatory. However, the vents could not resist the peculiar smell, and the smelly and choking smoke and dust took advantage of the void to enter, smelling like a pair of snow boots that had not been taken off for half a year.

"Come out! It's too dangerous! The merciful director was still calling outside the door, but his voice was not clear in a crackling.

Wouldn't it be a laughing stock if you got in and then escaped? In order to let the nose enjoy the embrace of fresh air earlier, Jingyang opened his bow left and right, and in a burst of exclamations, threw everything valuable out of the window.