Once the melee starts, no one knows when it will end. The first 'shock' on the coastal line came from refugees.

A large number of refugees flocked to the coastal cities, and some of them went to the north.

They heard that the territory of the Demon Cult was a treasure land, and that the yield of that kind of grain was several times higher than that of other places, so they brought their families over to try their luck.

Coastal cities could not accommodate all the refugees, but instead set up refugee areas outside the cities in advance.

As the fighting expanded, the officially built refugee areas were full, and some non-governmental organizations or individuals vacated private spaces to take in some refugees.

But apparently it can only relieve the pressure on the authorities, and the place is so big that no matter how much it is squeezed, it will not be able to squeeze out the space of a few 'countries'.

The city lords of the coastal alliance sent people to ask me again, and they said that I was the temporary boss of Sun City, and I had to play a role at the critical moment, otherwise it would be too late to make a decision when Yunzhou returned.

Moreover, there are more and more refugees, and their number has accumulated to a certain extent, which is prone to chaos.

I'm not a leader, I don't think too far ahead about solving the refugee problem, and I just move them somewhere for the time being.

There are many desert islands overseas, and no one dares to open up the wasteland under poor conditions, and the good conditions are either inhabited or occupied by bandits.

The island, which is full of bare rocks and barren grass, is only suitable for a garbage dumping site.

Refugees could not survive when they moved there, and inhabited islands were reluctant to accept outsiders for fear of being taken away from their land.

My eyes were finally fixed on the pirates, and I sent the secret guards and the navy soldiers trained on Treasure Island to lurk on the island to assassinate them, and then take advantage of the chaos to seize the island.

They took the secret weapon I gave them, and things went very well.

It's just that the islands are far from Cité Soleil, and refugees set out from the coast and have to bump in the sea for a long time.

How to do their ideological work is a question.

The main issue is trust, and as soon as it was announced in Sun City, a large number of refugees wanted to flee.

They suspected that I was trying to send them out to sea to feed the fish and sacrifice to the god of the sea.

My reputation in Cité Soleil is very bad, and they have heard all sorts of legends about me from the people.

My image in their minds is probably similar to that of the Queen of the Dark Arts in a certain Western country.

In fact, Sun City's shipbuilding technology is quite good, not to mention the ability to sail far, the ship is also large, it can accommodate many passengers, and the sailors and captains have rich experience, so it is not dangerous to go to sea on their ships.

Some people want to take the opportunity to make trouble, encourage refugees to fight for a chance to survive, and resolutely refrain from going overseas to die.

Whoever took the lead, the officers and soldiers defending the city found out clearly, they got my order, and found that there was a leader in making trouble, do not arrest people immediately, wait for them to be alone, and then use my special weapons to attack them.

Make sure they don't have a chance to commit suicide, and then put people in prison for me to interrogate myself.

Now these female cadres who have blended into the refugees have also learned to be smart, and they are afraid of being plotted, mainly because they are afraid of being interrogated by me personally, so they choose to be the masterminds behind the scenes.

Find a substitute for yourself first, use psychological offensive, and let the other party do things for him and be his microphone.

In this way, the targets are the ghosts of the dead, who are still hiding in the dark.

Of course, it can't be hidden for long, and the ghosts will tell their physical characteristics, and the disguise technique is not as simple as wearing a mask, and there are not many people who know it on the rivers and lakes.

The portrait of the female cadre is pasted in the refugee area, and whoever reports it will be rewarded.

Because the bounty was ridiculously high, the heat of discussion about who was the female cadre and who could catch the female cadre quickly surpassed the 'refusal to go to sea'.

The people who sent the women to do the finest, knowing that they were 'disposable' tools, issued a retreat order regardless of whether they made trouble or not.

Refugees are all flocking to the coast, and not many want to leave.

It is better to check the refugees who come in than to check the refugees who have returned to the country.

They mingled in the ranks of refugees who were 'coming' and wanted to 'go' secretly".

I only guarded the path that the refugees had to go through to Cité Soleil, and laid a thread of air there.

Anyone who goes in the opposite direction is all entangled in the gas filament.

Sift out the most suspicious people through emotional screening.

Sure enough, one of the five people was a fugitive woman.

He had been controlled by the gas filament, and the officers and soldiers surrounded him, and when they took him down, his body could not move at all.

Five men were brought into the city, and in the barracks near the city gates, I personally interrogated them.

The other four were not women, but they were not good citizens, and the reason why I found out that they were thieves was because they had committed crimes in the refugee area.

There are those who steal, there are those who beat and maimed, and the bitter lord is looking for them everywhere.

The four of them were handed over to the yamen, and I carefully interrogated the rest of the female cadres several times.

The process is similar to interrogating someone before, I don't need him to speak, I just ask questions to see how his mood changes.

I know who wants to engage in Sun City and has ambitions for the coast, so the questions are very targeted, not random guessing.

This made the female cadre even more careful, as if I had seen everything.

"I know a little bit about the world, although I don't think much, but I can still do it with courtesy." I patted the top of the woman's head.

There was still confusion and confusion in his eyes, but he couldn't hold back the sleepiness and fell asleep.

The female stem was quietly released out of the city, and I can now influence people's emotions slightly, such as strengthening his fear of death.

He found that he was left uninhabited outside the city, and he didn't think about killing himself, because he was too afraid of death, so when he woke up, he chose to flee immediately.

The terrible poison also left Sun City with him, and ran towards their own place.

As a Secret Guard, I know how much time and effort it takes to develop a group of competent men.

It's not that you have caught a passerby, and you can send him to be a meticulous worker after a few days of training.

If you want to engage in Sun City, I will let go as many spies as you send.

They go back with a special toxin, and even if they just say a word to someone, they will get the poison on them.

But this poison is not fatal, it only makes people forgetful, and lasts for a year.

The benefits of forming the 'Wulin League' were reflected at this time.

The former martial arts league, and now the public welfare association, have received martial arts talents from all walks of life.

There are people who are good at making poisons and developing poisons.

The Charity Association is a newly established martial arts alliance, of course, it must come up with new things and dominate the rivers and lakes.

The R&D team lit the lamp and boiled oil, worked overtime, and lost several handfuls of hair, and finally came up with results in the first two days, which happened to let me use it on the female trunk.

They asked me to name the poison, and I thought about its characteristics, and with a stroke of my pen, I wrote down three big words: Yiwoduan!

I remember there was a cockroach medicine with that name.

And the Gu that the main messenger put down on the agent's body, the poison, and the poison hidden in it were all cleaned up by me.

They were also affected by my ability, and no one chose to commit suicide, so they all obediently ran back to their superiors to restore their lives, which naturally achieved the effect of 'one nest end'.

Their front-line personnel were greatly damaged, and Sun City was quiet for a few days.

All the propagandists I trained were also on their posts, promoting the benefits of rebuilding their homes overseas in refugee areas.

Moreover, if they stay on land, they have nowhere to stay, and relying on the relief of coastal countries is not a long-term solution.

I also promised that when the fighting subsided, I would send another boat to pick them up and bring them back to their homeland.