Juan watched the video of Thorin, which was densely packed with security guards on the street.

He remotely controlled Thorin's anti-gravity camera to fly high, and then saw that these uniformed people crowded the central avenue in front of him, at least tens of thousands of people.

"I'm going, are all the security guards from the Emerald planet here?"

Fortunately, they didn't come to stop Juan's men, otherwise the 1,000 dwarves would have been taken down in minutes.

These security guards are marching on strike, holding all kinds of signs, moving slowly, organized by guild people, and the order is not bad.

Juan directed the camera around in a small circle and saw some signs:

"The Blue Vests have something to say!"

"Act I: ACT1!"

"Security guards are not backstabbers!"

"Salary increase! Salary increase! ”

"We're going to rest!"

……

At this time, Thorin asked in a panic: "Führer, what should I do?" Your original plan to go straight to the headquarters of the Falangists simply cannot be carried out! We can't beat them! ”

If you can't beat it, join in!

Juan's mind flashed through Fran's teachings.

He had a new idea.

He ordered, "Thorin, return to Starport, find a way to get some placards, and we'll join the parade!" ”

"We're not security guards? How do I join? ”

Juan scolded angrily: "Elm head! Wouldn't you just think of yourself as a police dog?! Snapshot I say do it! ”

Thorin stood up: "Understood! Sir! ”

The dwarves "hula" back to Starport.

They ran into Captain Solo and Bernard, who were temporarily out of task, and the two were flirting with the customer service girls in Starport.

With the previous roses as the base, the girls are very enthusiastic about Captain Solo and Bernard.

Juan connected the two men and instructed: "The plan can't keep up with the change, and now we're going to strike!" ”

"What, strike?" "Whose work is it to be dismissed?"

Juan said, "Of course not to strike me, Solo and Berner, you can find a way to help the dwarves get some placards." ”

The task was completed by Berner in three minutes.

The enthusiastic interstellar port customer service girls took out a large number of placards:

"We usually use it for strikes, but I don't know if it's appropriate for you to use it?"

Juan had heard that the Emerald liked to strike, and had always treated it as a joke, but he didn't expect them to be ready to strike.

He said: "It's suitable, any placard is fine, it's just a prop anyway, and besides, most dwarves don't know human writing, so it doesn't matter what you say." ”

So, the dwarves, who had been reassembled, left Starport again.

They held their heads high and held placards:

"Against having to have a miniskirt to work!"

"Oppose having pantyhose to work!"

"Oppose going to work with high heels!"

"We're not sluts!"

"I'm on period, I want to rest!"

……

The dwarves scattered and crowded into the procession of the security guards, following along.

The members of the Security Guild came to inquire, and a dwarf who could speak the human language stepped forward and replied:

"I empathize, so I support you with actions!"

"Good!" The people from the Security Guild were very happy, he said, "The more support, the greater the momentum!" ”

He then shouted at the security guards, "We've got support!" ”

The security guards shouted, "Huha! ”

He shouted: "We will not give up until we have achieved our goal!" ”

"Phew!"

He shouted again: "The strike is justified!" ”

"Phew!"

The dwarves were excited by the momentum of the striking security guards, and they also shouted "ho-ha-ha-ha" along with them.

There are reporters taking pictures around.

There were also men in black in sunglasses who mixed in with the populace, and they noticed the dwarves, who reported something with a "band-aid walkie-talkie".

These men in black all wore vulture badges pinned to their collars, and their style was the same as that of an agent of the Coalition Bureau of Investigation, and at first glance they were agents of the Central Intelligence Agency.

They thought they were well hidden, but they didn't find it, and the people deliberately distanced themselves from them.

A dwarf who resembles Fran in make-up and walks around the parade under the cover of the other dwarves.

The men in black were visibly nervous.

A man in black, who seemed to be a small leader, reached into his suit and seemed to be holding an energy gun under his armpit.

But the little leader didn't dare to pull out his gun until he was sweating on his head.

Juan noticed the man in black through the camera, and looking at the size of the man's population, he seemed to be saying, "Request for help!" Request support! ”

After that, the procession continued on its way, passing by the Arc de Triomphe.

Juan noticed a noticeable increase in the number of men in black on the roadside.

The spies of the Central Intelligence Agency, who had been reinforced, became emboldened.

Men in black rushed into the procession, trying to pull the dwarves out.

Physical altercations sparked a commotion in the procession.

A security guard stopped and said, "Hey, what are you doing!" ”

The spies said arrogantly, as always: "The Central Intelligence Bureau is doing things, and the idle people are scattered!" ”

But he was yelling at the security guards.

The security guard said, "Why don't you retreat?" ”

The spy scolded: "Damn, believe it or not, I detained you!" ”

The security guard was furious: "Why are you detaining me!" ”

"Does the CIA want a reason for detaining people? If you don't like it, I'll detain you! ”

The security guard was furious: "I don't believe it, if you have the courage to move me to try!" ”

The spies took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the security guards.

The security guards on the side shouted: "This bastard is stirring up trouble!" Get him! ”

The people from the Security Guild ran over to dissuade: "Calm down, everyone! We want a civilized strike! ”

There was a big security guard who shouted: "Civilized fart! Wait until I catch this bastard and then go on a civilized strike! ”

He took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the spies.

The spies shouted, "Brothers! Come help me! ”

The men in black on the side shouted "Coming, coming", and they all rushed over.

The security guard, who had been handcuffed before, raised his hand and put the handcuffs in the light, and he shouted:

"Brethren! Is it tolerable or unbearable! ”

The surrounding security guards shouted, "Arrest someone!" Arrest someone! ”

The few dwarves huddled in the middle of the crowd couldn't understand what the humans were saying.

But before they came out, they all received a death order from General Solo: "It is better to be killed than to be injured!" ”

These few dwarves, who did not dare to disobey the order, watched the crowd push around, and their movements became bigger and bigger.

They didn't dare to do anything to humans, not even to push or shove.

There was no way, they could only get on all fours, through the gaps between the legs and feet of the crowd, or under the crotch, and slowly crawl out.

I don't know how many times I was stepped on along the way.

Fortunately, the dwarves have rough skin and thick meat.

And above the heads of these dwarves, the security guards and the men in black have already "crackled" into a fight.

More men in black are running from the direction of the headquarters to support, and it seems that they have invaded the nest.

There are also a much larger number of street gangs, all of which are usually raised by the Central Intelligence Bureau, and they are also constantly coming.

They had baseball bats, golf clubs, and all sorts of other sticks.

There's even brown bread cooked in the ancient way.

These people seemed extraordinarily excited.

The striking security guards, ignoring the persuasion of the guild organizers, joined in the protection of their comrades.

Presumably to maintain his prestige, the guild organizers turned his direction and shouted:

"They want to stop us from striking with violence, and we will not give in!!"

"Phew! Phew! ”

So the strike changed from a quiet march to a fierce one.

On the central avenue between the Arc de Triomphe and the tower, uniformed security guards mingled with black-clad spies.

The people eating melons on the side of the road fled in all directions in fear.

The unafraid people on the roof pointed to the crawling dwarves and said, "These people look so strange. ”

"Yes, I saw it, they look like dogs."

There are also people with a strong sense of justice who are calling the police: "Beat someone!" There are a lot of people fighting on Central Boulevard! ”

He got an automatic reply from the computer: "Sorry, the operator is busy, please dial again later." ”

He dialed again, dialed again, dialed again.

Finally connected to the manual.

Manual reply: "Are you annoyed?" Today, the security guards are on strike, do not accept the police, and find a way to solve the problem by yourself! ”

"No, how can I solve so many people fighting?"

"Then go to the street and see if there are any security guards available."

"There are no idle, tens of thousands of security guards are fighting!"

"What?! …… Brothers, support is needed ahead! the guys! ”

The call was dropped.