People are in Star Iron, but the universe is plagued by locusts

"They...they...they're out of the city again..."

"How many people?"

"Only...three...step away..."

Above the Golden Throne, Abel Dres, the 16th king of the Kingdom of Dres, seemed to be communicating with someone.

But he is the only one here.

And another voice spoke intermittently and stumbled.

It looks a bit like Yiyao's first time learning to speak.

"Would that be really... OK?"

The voice seemed very scared, and I don't know what I was afraid of.

"I'm so scared, like a TA... under that meteor... turned into fragments all over the sky..."

"No, I also traveled through the stars before my father passed away. Trust me, no... Everything is controllable."

As a person who has seen the world, Abel's way of thinking is different from that of kings of all dynasties.

As a turtle who returned from Xinghai’s ‘study abroad’, Abel naturally knew how serious the crisis his hometown was.

"I'm waiting for an opportunity. Don't worry, that opportunity will come soon."

Abel stood up from the throne and looked up at the magnificent dome of the palace.

There are countless dazzling gems inlaid on the dome, which emit dazzling light under the sunlight, as if the most dazzling stars in the night sky fell into the world, telling the glory and glory of the past.

However, at this moment, these prosperity seemed to be just to reflect the lonely figure of the little king.

Without the noisy government affairs and the advice of ministers, only the king of a country and his thoughts remain.

As a king, he should have shouldered the rise and fall of the country and the welfare of the people, but now, all decisions and responsibilities seem to have become illusory.

Compared to the silence inside the palace.

Inside the royal city, it can be said that Long Jing's words are in line with what he said.

Blood flows into a river!

The building of the political and legal institutions of the Royal Drass City seemed to have become a paint factory with red paint.

The company mecha brutally broke through the door to the office.

First, we listed some evidence of guilt, and then began a major purge from top to bottom.

Dres' political and legal institutions are extremely bloated and extravagant.

The company employees in charge of the project also hold positions with real power.

Collaborate with each other to poison the land, make the non-toxic land less, thereby increasing the land selling price.

Corruption and bribery are also the norm. Selling the toxic land with project employees at a low price has brought extremely serious consequences and seriously damaged the reputation of the Strategic Investment Department.

At the same time, import crops, sell them to extremely high prices, and harvest the money from ordinary people.

Some people who have little land can spend as much dividends as they pay every year.

And people without land...

Then basically you can only live by picking up trash.

It can be said that the entire Dreshstar project is both Dresh’s political and legal department and the company’s project department.

All have problems.

So Long Jing is here.

But behind this phenomenon, there must be someone who is manipulating it.

"The things you did are a foregone conclusion. Did Abel ask you to do it?"

A company's special service team mecha crashed into a Dresh administrative office.

Throw that pile of evidence higher than humans on the face of the Mediterranean man.

Then the stick in the company's mecha began to accumulate energy.

This stick is a riot stick and looks ordinary.

But if this stick continues to hit, it can produce high-frequency vibrations during contact with things.

And this vibration will directly disintegrate the intermolecular interaction forces inside things.

This can make it possible to disperse a thing into the most basic molecules that make up the substance.

"It was Deron who asked us to do it before he died..."

The scared Mediterranean man said with a trembling body.

Deron Dres, the last King of Dres.

He sold his country and wanted to enjoy the power of the king. Later, he was hit by the Strategic Investment Department to make him realize the reality.

"My *company swears!* is different from what is said in the intelligence..."

The Mediterranean man was beaten into blood foam with one stick, and the deputy captain in the company's mecha scratched his head.

The information obtained by the Strategic Investment Department is.

After the little king succeeded, he had extremely close contacts with these people.

The project leader of Dresstar judged that the little king seemed to want to get his power back.

But now, after killing so many people, no one was instructed by Abel.

They all pointed to the old king who had been dead for three years.

"Female Maguda, I was cheated."

The team leader suddenly reacted.

But the action has begun and cannot be terminated just by termination.At this time, the project leader of Dresstar rushed over.

Seeing this bloody scene, I couldn't help but swallow.

"Isn't it a little...passed?"

The project manager didn't expect Long Jing to be so cruel.

Among these dead people, many of them are from the company’s own people!

"What are you? You dare to give me some advice? A good project happens so big under your nose! I don't believe you don't know anything!"

The company's mecha cursed at the project leader.

The job level of the mecha driver in this company is not high, only P20, which is 14 levels lower than the project leader.

But he is the deputy captain of the special service team of Long Jingzhi.

In the Strategic Investment Department, this special service team only recognizes the orders of dragon crystal and diamond.

No one else's orders were listened to.

The name of this team is [Dawn Dawn].

It is mainly responsible for killing and violent suppression, as well as various special tasks that dragon crystals cannot take on in person.

As an open security officer.

The special service team's murderous aura and overall combat quality are comparable to Yaoqing's Yunqin Army.

The only disadvantage may be that the number of people is too small and the cost of training is extremely high.

"Are you done? You're done? Get together at the gate on the west side of Dras King City!"

The deputy captain issued orders to the team members who were performing cleaning tasks in various parts of the royal city through the communicator.

The royal city has been cleaned up.

There are other cities.

At this time, the project leader saw the captain leaving, grabbed his hair, and then looked at the bloody office and began to chew his fingers.

What to do?

Run away?

The project manager knew that he was in trouble.

"What are you thinking?"

A voice that sounded gentle but made his heart cool came from behind.

Long Jing walked towards him slowly in the blood all over the ground with a big parasol.

"Let's go, go to the palace with me again."

"What? I can't walk anymore?"

Looking at the person in charge whose body was trembling, Long Jing tilted her head.

"without..."

The project leader showed an extremely reluctant smile.

"It's okay. After following me for so many years, you know that as long as you don't violate the clear bottom line in the contract, you will lose money if you lose money. At most, you will be beaten to the end."

"Dresh Delicious Soil Project Leader, Mr. Greens. You're right?"