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Taian Little Spirit Realm.

Qinglin City.

The few will-o'-the-wisp teenagers who were trying to dominate the street on a speeding car just now were standing in a row tremblingly, their faces pale with fright.

Such a scene formed an extremely sharp contrast with the previous arrogance.

The tall boy who shouted "My dad is an inspector" just now, his eyes were full of fear, and his figure was also precarious, as if he might faint at any time.

A middle-aged inspector with a strong build stared at the tall boy with a pair of fierce eyes that wanted to eat people.

Obvious.

The victim of this "cheating father" incident was the inspector.

And beside.

Liu Yidao, the new director of the city's inspection department, with a red face and a thick neck, was spitting wildly at a whistle chief.

No.

"Crazy spray" is not enough to describe the tragedy of the scene.

A more accurate term would be—a storm of scolding.

"The deputy palace lord took his fiancée and wandered around the city for a while, and you caused a lot of trouble for labor and management.

"Do you know that as long as Vice Palace Master Cheng is a little unhappy, all the officials from the top to the bottom of the inspection department will be replaced?
"How can labor and capital be spread out like you, a useless whistle chief, who can't even control the people under him, the eyes of Nima's whole family..."

Poor Mr. Whistleblower, he was so sprayed that he couldn't lift his head at all, and he was sweating profusely but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it off.

A few spirit mastiffs squatting next to each other looked at each other in horror when they heard the "butt eye" Yunyun, and shrank their buttocks in unison.

Director Liu stopped to take a few breaths, and continued: "Fortunately, the deputy palace master misses the past and let go of the inspection office, otherwise labor and management will accompany you bastards to do hard labor for a lifetime."

Liu Yidao really felt the strong fear.

He understands better than anyone else that the Xuan Palace has its own set of strict rules, how could the majestic Deputy Palace Mistress be insulted by ordinary people?

If the relationship between myself and Deputy Palace Master Cheng is not good enough, not only the entire inspection bureau will be ruined, but even the council hall will be in bad luck.

However, the Grand Consul Yu Xianglong did not come over, and no one from the council hall showed up. This was obviously a veiled expression of dissatisfaction.

Now that you know that the deputy palace lord is wandering around in Qinglin City, and you can't even maintain the order in the city, what kind of shit are you doing?
The whistle chief breathed a sigh of relief, and boldly took a sneak peek at his boss.

Director Liu immediately noticed this little move, and cursed without hesitation: "Look at you! You son of a bitch!"

The dogs next to them looked at each other again.

Don't talk nonsense!
Not ours!

The fury in Liu Yidao's heart was almost vented, so he took out a rectification measure cursingly:
"From today onwards, all the staff of this department will cancel their vacations, and all of them will go to the streets to patrol the streets and try our best to rectify the traffic order."

Director Liu thought about it, and set a deadline: "Three months first!"

The Vice Palace Mistress has already expressed his dissatisfaction with the traffic order in the city, so the Inspection Office must take concrete and forceful actions to fundamentally improve the situation.

Otherwise, if you are really the deputy palace lord, for the sake of old times, you won't change people?

You must know that when your Excellency took office in Anhua City, he carried out an extremely ruthless cleansing of the bureaucracy. In terms of ruthlessness, not many people can match your Excellency.

Director Liu raised three fingers again: "In the past three months, all the guys who mess around on the street, no matter who they are, will be sent to the construction site outside the city to move bricks, understand?"

The words "no matter who it is" and other words have deliberately emphasized the tone, and the implication is that no one should cherish anyone's favor.

Because of the consequences of caring for one's face, it has been vividly staged just now, and the entire inspection office was almost cleaned up.

The whistle chief nodded again and again: "Understood!"

Liu Yidao Barabara mentioned more than a dozen measures, involving all aspects of the city, and finally talked about the disposal of the will-o'-the-wisp boy:
"Miss Qingqing believes that these bastards lack proper education, and the Inspection Office should help them correct their bad habits."

Director Liu resisted the urge to order people to put him in prison, and continued: "They will become the 'traffic coordinators' of this department, responsible for maintaining traffic order at various intersections.

"This work will continue until each person finds [-] traffic violations."

Liu Yidao said viciously: "If these trash can't catch 1000 people in their lifetime, then they will be left on the street for the rest of their lives!"

The whistle chief replied crisply: "Understood!"

He thinks this is a very good method.

I believe that after completing this job, these teenagers will feel abhorrence for those who violate traffic rules for the rest of their lives.

Pain is the best education!

Director Liu turned his head to look at the inspector Zhuang Shuo, his eyes became very unfriendly: "Immediately dismiss Qu Yonghong from his position as inspector, and he will not be hired for life!"

The whistle chief replied loudly: "Yes!"

not far away.

The face of the burly inspector suddenly turned gray.

The future that I have struggled for half my life is ruined for nothing.

The guy glanced at his son, and immediately got angry from his heart, and slapped him heavily: "I'll kill you bastard!"

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by loud slaps.

The tall will-o'-the-wisp boy flew a meter away, and passed out without a word.

Not only that, but this guy's cheeks were swollen high, and half of his teeth were pulled out so that they rushed out.

The post chief stared at his former subordinates with no mercy in his eyes, and even turned his face to retaliate mercilessly: "Beat others in the street, take them back to the post for investigation!"

The anger in the whistle chief's heart was stronger than that of Liu Yidao.

Damn Nima!

Everyone must be responsible for their own actions. You have no way to teach your children, and almost killed the entire outpost. If you don't kill you this time, labor and management will take your surname!

"Wang!"

The dogs were the first to respond.

"Yes!"

A group of inspectors rushed towards the former colleague without any hesitation, and knocked him to the ground unceremoniously.

The latter's face was rubbed against the rough ground, leaving streaks of blood, and even his body was heavily kicked several times.

Several other will-o'-the-wisp teenagers, watching this situation, were all terrified.

Before this.

They only know that they have caused a catastrophe, but they don't have a clear understanding of how big this "disaster" is.

Until I witnessed this scene with my own eyes.

Only then did the teenagers really realize what kind of stupid things they had done.

At this time.

A chubby inspector reached out and patted a teenager on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Following the rules is the best self-protection for an ordinary person. Do you understand now?"

The young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stammered his reply: "Ming...understood, sir!"

Judging from the panicked tone from the heart, this guy really understood.

The chubby inspector made a gesture: "Come with me, you guys, you need to receive a period of training before you officially take up your duties."

He paused, and added an extra sentence: "By the way, the training will be very strict, but it won't do you any harm."

Strictness is the quickest way to forge a piece of qualified material.

*
After half an hour.

The eastern suburb of Qinglin City.

I saw a long carpet spread out in a single line, passing through a square, and extending straight to a tall building more than [-] meters high.

Cheng Han, holding his fiancée's arm, walked on the gorgeous carpet at a leisurely pace.

The carpet is made of extremely high-grade materials, and the surface is embroidered with beautiful patterns in the shape of spiritual leaves. It is very valuable at first glance.

Wherever the two passed, the Red Armored Army soldiers on both sides of the carpet, as well as the staff in uniform, saluted respectfully.

Greetings such as "Welcome to the Vice Palace Mistress" continued to come from both sides.

All these things are properly treated by big shots.

Grand Consul Yu Xianglong obediently followed behind, but did not walk on the carpet.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he doesn't have the qualifications at all.

After all, in front of the majestic deputy palace master, a mere consul is just a small person.

Yu Zhizheng stretched his finger forward, smiling earnestly: "My lord, the Tianqinglin rail station was officially completed the previous day.

"Without your efforts, this orbital station would not exist. You are the biggest contributor to Qinglin City!"

Cheng Han smiled, but didn't say anything.

The so-called "orbital station" is, to put it bluntly, equivalent to a train station in another time and space.

When Cheng Han first entered the Qinghan Xuan Palace, the condensed Lingmiao Wansen Xuan Yin shook the Xuan Palace, and then when he met the palace owner, he won the opportunity for Tai'an to build a crystal energy rail car.

After several months of intensive construction, [-]% of the track around Tai'an Xiaolingjing has been completed, and two of the three track stations have been completed.

The last project of Cheng Han's revisit Qinglin City today is to experience the rail car system in his hometown as a passenger.

After walking for more than ten meters.

In Cheng Han's mind, an illusory trembling sound suddenly sounded.

"Buzz!"

A secret puppet string emerged out of thin air.

The figure of Arthur, the former chairman of the destruction mission, appeared in front of him.

"My lord, I have found six 'bird's nests' in Zhuo'an Little Spirit Realm. Judging from the scale, this should be the most important communication base of the Qisheng Society within the scope of Qinghanxuan Palace."

Arthur's report came along the string of the secret puppet.

"With the help of your miraculous power, I searched for five different propagandists from bird nests No. [-] to No. [-] respectively.

"As I expected, this is the 'jigsaw secret letter' of the Praying for Life Society, and a single secret letter has only incomprehensible out-of-order sentences.

"Only by combining the five secret letters and using a specific deciphering method can the complete content of the secret letter be obtained.

"There is a high probability that this secret method should be mastered by a messenger. This person is estimated to go to the No. [-] bird's nest in the next one or two days to complete the last link of the message."

Cheng Han gave encouragement as usual: "Good job!"

He couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "The Prayer Society really has a set, and the letter delivery has played so many tricks. It's no wonder that the official has never been able to wipe out the Ability God organization."

In all fairness, this is a means of excellent concealment.

Even if one of the bird's nests is taken away by the authorities, only one token will be lost, and important information will not be leaked.

Even if all five keepsakes fell into the hands of the authorities, the problem is actually not that big. The messenger knew that something happened to the bird's nest, so he would not go to the bird's nest at all.

Arthur's voice sounded again: "My lord, this secret letter should be very important. I will keep an eye on the No. [-] bird's nest, find out the messenger, and figure out its contents."

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth curved slightly, and he replied: "Be careful of your own safety!"

The higher the importance of the information, the greater the possibility of being related to the blood-headed archbishop of the Qisheng Society, and the greater the probability of finally digging out the strong Xuandu.

The Praying Society is an organization that works for Amelia, and the Second Ability God has hidden powers. The Bloodhead Archbishop must be protected by hidden powers, so he can only use the stupid method of human flesh searches.

The last crucial step cannot be completed by the omniscient eye, so it can only be left to Arthur.

The most wonderful thing is that even if Arthur is exposed, it will only lose an insignificant pawn, and Cheng Han himself will not be in any danger.

Anyway, this guy has committed a lot of crimes, death is not a pity!

(End of this chapter)