Volume 14: Devastation Chapter 693: New Star Chamber of Commerce Boss
The half-new hovercraft was driving slowly on the street. Ke Lan noticed that people wearing ethnic costumes began to appear on the road. There were quite a few people wearing kimonos like Asano Showa and Sakurai Nana. What's more, it was unclear whether what they were wearing were ethnic costumes... or some strange costumes of postmodern art.
They even saw a guy with only a leaf hanging between his legs and a lot of white stripes painted on his body with dye walking in front of the car.
What ethnic group's traditional clothing is this? Is this person a descendant of a primitive African tribe?
But if a young girl with a curvy figure, fair skin and beautiful looks dressed like this, it would not be a bad idea... But if a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with a big belly dressed like this, it would be a bit eye-catching. The big belly covered with growth lines and obesity stretch marks is almost the same as that of a pregnant woman.
The most important point is... as the uncle walks, the obstruction effect of the leaf can be almost ignored...
Ke Lan couldn't help but feel the rice topped with gravy that she had just eaten churning in her esophagus, and it seemed that it would surge up her throat at any moment...
Aya saw from the rearview mirror that Ke Lan's expression had changed a little. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay...it's just that there was too much oil in the rice bowl just now. It's a bit greasy." Ke Lan made up a lie.
"Why hasn't this guy been caught as an exhibitionist yet?" At this time, Sakurai Nana, who was sitting in the back row, saw the uncle wearing leaves and couldn't help but frowned and said.
However, her appetite was not affected at all, and she continued to eat one piece of sushi in one bite.
"There is a shortage of manpower right now. Many of the security staff have been transferred to disaster relief. At present, there is only one security officer assigned to every four blocks in this economic development zone. Moreover, because of the ethnic costume exhibition, even if the security officers saw him, they might not arrest him."
"Moreover, even if the security management personnel want to arrest him, you might be accused of 'discriminating against minority culture' ... During a special period like this, the authorities don't have that much time and energy to deal with such public opinion. As long as it's not something too outrageous, they will naturally handle it with the attitude of "less trouble is better than more trouble." Ke Lan added.
"You are a member of the Undead Crew, can't you catch this pervert?" Sakurai Na said.
"Don't forget that we are carrying out an infiltration mission now. Are you a traitor?"
"Oh... then, that's okay." Sakurai Na pursed her lips and turned her attention back to the food in front of her.
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At the same time, at the Nova Chamber of Commerce, headquarters.
The economic development zone where the Chamber of Commerce's headquarters is located was not affected by the disaster and did not lose power, but there was not a single light on in the office of the Chamber of Commerce's president. Only the emergency lighting in the corridor emitted a dim red light.
The light refracted through the glass door into the huge office, giving the dark room a strange dark red hue.
There were two people sitting on the sofa in the reception room. Although their faces were not clear, judging from their body outlines, they were two burly men. They were wearing a set of cement-colored urban camouflage, and Kevlar vests with magazines and grenades hanging on them. Two highly customized rifles were placed at their feet, and they looked like they had just returned from the battlefield.
Directly opposite them, there was a person sitting in the shadows, but the red light from the emergency lighting could not illuminate him at all, and it was impossible to see clearly what he was wearing.
"Why did the attack fail?" asked the man sitting in the shadows in a deep voice.
"The support from the Ark came just in time... Those drugged believers can suppress the escort team with their numbers and firepower advantages, but they are not strong enough to fight against the regular troops." One of the two strong men replied.
"But, as far as I know, there was only one person who arrived at the battlefield first, and that one person killed more than 300 people you trained for a week." The man in the shadows was full of dissatisfaction. "Even if that person is a high-level enhanced person, one against three hundred... don't you think the money you got before is too hot to handle?"
"That man's name is Ke Lan, and he's the head of Yaguna Tor! Moreover, there are rumors that he played a key . Boss, you can't just regard him as a high-level enhanced human!" another sturdy man argued.
"Oh, so when he came to support, did he bring the alien warship or the field army?" The boss' tone became increasingly gloomy. "It's because you two were too afraid of death, so you left those puppets there and ran back... If you dared to stay on the scene to command, by the time that person received the news, the escort team would have been dead, right?"
"But, but, Boss... you also said that they are just a group of 'puppets'... After taking drugs, they can no longer communicate normally. Even if we stay on the scene to command, they may not obey our orders."
"Bullshit! I know the effects of Mengzao preparation and Yinmaicao much better than you do! If you have any questions, I can let you experience it for yourself!" The BOSS sitting in the shadows slammed the desk in front of him.
The two sturdy men couldn't help but tremble and sat upright on the sofa.
They didn't dare to respond at all - "I can't be ordered" was indeed a poor excuse... Although the self-consciousness of people who took large doses of dream date preparations and neutralizers made from silver vein grass would fall into a semi-conscious state, they could be ordered to do anything with just a little guidance, even rushing up to block the muzzle of the gun with their bodies, these people would not hesitate at all.
Otherwise, it would not have been possible for this group of people to lie in ambush in the ruins on the roadside like corpses for a long time, and then rush forward one after another in the face of the escort team's firepower... In a sense, these people are easier to command than normal soldiers.
After all, normal soldiers still have physiological tolerance limits and fear of death.
But these people didn't... A remnant of the heretic sect who had taken the Dream Date Preparation was hit by a piece of cement that accidentally fell while ambushing in the ruins. The rusty steel bar pierced his lower abdomen, but he didn't even utter a groan until he died of shock from excessive blood loss...
They are just like the NPC soldiers in Red Alert , they will go wherever you click the mouse... Even if there is a whole row of light prism towers erected there, these NPCs will walk over without hesitation and then be electrocuted to death.
