I! Cleaner!

This bird is so fat.

Standing on the balcony of the palace, overlooking the large snow chickens pecking at the grains in the garden, the blue-haired young man with a resolute and heroic face could not help but curl up his lips with satisfaction.

When Mei Li caught these snow chickens from the Six-Jiao Snow Mountain and insisted on keeping them in the garden, she still thought that the pets she chose were very annoying, and she wished she could kill all these fat chickens that cooed all day long. Throw it out.

But recently, while she was on a mission, she asked the cook to catch two of them and stew them in the pot. It turned out that Mei Li was really discerning. The fat chickens she brought back were not particularly good in taste.

Thinking of the rich flavor of the two pots of stewed chicken before, Harvey, the current king of the Northern Kingdom, couldn't help but his throat moved slightly and he swallowed subconsciously.

And after hearing the strange noise coming from the blue-haired young man and seeing his back facing away from him, standing with hands tied, an old man in rich clothes who had just arrived at the door could not help but feel sweat on his forehead.

His Majesty Harvey had given himself a death order before. He must find out the source of the anomaly in the underground hot river no matter what. If he couldn't do it, he would make himself "look good".

With His Majesty Harvey's fierce methods not inferior to those of the old king, the "good looks" he said were definitely not bluffing. If he, the Minister of the Pipeline Department, could take the blame and resign, it would be the best result. He might even be charged with dereliction of duty. Hanging is possible.

However, he and his men climbed down from the pipe furnace and soaked in the superficial underground hot river for a week, but they still didn't find a single hair. The damn underground hot river still surged every day, and it was about to pass through the pipe furnace and flow into the city. Backlash.

However, at this critical moment, His Majesty Harvey suddenly asked someone to call him over. He stood on the balcony with his back to him, looking at the pipe stove that was boiling with water in the palace. The meaning he wanted to express was self-evident.

"His Majesty!"

Knowing that no matter whether he extended his head or retracted his head, he would be hit by the knife, the old man in Chinese clothes couldn't help but feel weak in his legs. He had no choice but to stagger a few steps into the house, and then he took the initiative to admit his mistake and said sadly:

"Your Majesty! I...I have fulfilled your great trust!"

"Um?"

After hearing the sad cry of the old man in rich clothes, the blue-haired young man who was watching the chickens on the balcony was slightly startled, then reluctantly took his eyes away from the fat snow chickens, turned around and said with a smile:

"Mr. Isaac, you are speaking harshly."

Am I exaggerating? What do you mean I'm exaggerating? Is this not a matter of "entrustment", or... am I not worthy of being "entrusted"?

He raised his head in panic and glanced at the blue-haired young man. Looking at his eyes that were more aggressive than before (I was greedy), the old man in rich clothes couldn't help but turn pale suddenly.

It’s over, this look is ironic!

"Your Majesty! I'm really trying my best to investigate!"

Regarding this young but very shrewd Majesty, remembering the fate of those who had done things badly and lied and deceived him in the past, the old man in rich clothes did not dare to prevaricate, so he had to raise his hands that were soaked white and begged in a low voice:

"Your Majesty! I have been in Rehe for the past few days. I sleep less than three hours a day. I have searched almost all the places I can. Although I can't find the reason for the rising water in the underground Rehe, but...but... …”

But you have tried your best, and according to the old man, this matter involves the enemies of the Cleanup Bureau, which is not something you, an ordinary person, can find out... Are you afraid of being like this? Am I such an unreasonable person?

Looking at the old man in rich clothes who was frightened by his own attitude and became incoherent, the blue-haired young man couldn't help but coughed in embarrassment. Then while reflecting on whether he usually treated officials too harshly, he walked over and helped the man up, and encouraged him to squeeze out a Smiling:

"Mr. Isaac, you misunderstood. I don't mean to blame you."

You don't mean to blame me... Do you think it's no longer necessary?

After hearing the relief from "the cold-blooded Majesty Harvey", looking at the smiling blue-haired young man in front of him, the old man in rich clothes not only did not relax, but even turned paler.

The blue-haired young man, the king of the north, has a style that is tougher than the storms on the northern ice fields and harsher than the glaciers of the Hexagonal Snow Mountain. Although he does not hesitate to reward his capable subordinates, he imposes sanctions on those who are incompetent, mediocre or even make mistakes. Often merciless.

And he usually calls people to scold him even for minor mistakes. This time, faced with a bad situation that could cause disaster to the entire Rehe City, he actually comforted himself and said that it was not his problem...

How is this possible!

The premise for this situation to occur is that either I am crazy or he is crazy... No! He is just crazy! I'm afraid he has already been driven crazy!

Although this series of guesses was extremely illogical when considered carefully, the old man in Chinese clothes, whose mind was filled with tension and fear, and whose heart was racing wildly, strangely ignored all the irrationality and directly came to the final conclusion.

I'm dead!

"Mr. Isaac, this matter is beyond your ability. You really can't do it."

After trying to help him twice and failing to help him up, looking at the old man in rich clothes shaking like chaff on the carpet, the blue-haired young man couldn't help but frown in confusion, then gave up helping him, stood up and explained:

"The situation in the underground hot river is a bit special. I have found other people who specialize in handling this kind of thing and arranged for them to do it. You can just go back and wait. By the way, think about it, if the tube furnace is really crushed. What to do...just step back!"

Looking at the strange look of the old man in fancy clothes who was frightened and scared, the blue-haired young man, who was always cold and sarcastic, was rarely gentle.

However, with the surge of his heart, the old man in fancy clothes felt dizzy and his ears were buzzing. The world in his ears began to be strangely withdrawn and alternating, and he only heard a small part of the blue-haired young man's words.

"Isaac... you can't do it... I... find... someone else, you go back and wait... for Si!"

I... why? Why!

The old man in fancy clothes, who was crawling on the ground, gritted his teeth, then raised his head and looked at the blue-haired man who announced with a cold face that he was going to execute him, then roared and jumped directly.

In the astonished expression of the blue-haired young man, the two skinny hands of the old man in fancy clothes, which were whitened by water vapor, actually burst out with an extremely amazing force, and stuck his neck tightly. The force was so great that even the nails sank into the flesh of the back of his neck.

"You actually let me die... Then you should die with me!"

"???"

The blue-haired young man, who was choked to the point of being unable to breathe, was confused by this sudden scene. He instinctively tried to twist the hand that was strangling his throat, and asked with bulging eyes with great difficulty:

"Are you... crazy? Who... wanted you to die?"

However, the strange thing was that in the eyes of the old man in gorgeous clothes, the blue young man in front of him was still staring at him fiercely even though his neck was stuck, and he swore viciously that he must strangle all his clansmen!

"Then I will kill you first!"

When the old man in gorgeous clothes suddenly increased his strength, the chickens in the garden under the balcony also heard a clucking sound of panic and anger. A group of snow chickens that were just pecking at grains peacefully, dragged their fat and strong bodies, and started fighting fiercely.

And those fat chickens whose eyes were clearly dazed and unfocused, and who could hardly find their opponents, but who were pecking, tearing, kicking, and pulling with their beaks and claws, whose snow-white feathers were stained red and whose crop were cracked, looked exactly like the mad old man in gorgeous clothes.