Wang Siyan walked into the bedroom and saw Zhou Ming lying on the ground doing push-ups. His movements were hard and powerful, and his muscles moved neatly and rhythmically, like a precise mechanical device.

She was stunned for a moment, adjusted her breathing slightly, took off her coat and threw it on the bed, her eyes fell on Zhou Ming's bare back, and said calmly: "I found that most of the cadres who oppose us are from humble backgrounds.

Ordinary workers, but those magicians and strangers who are already outside to take care of people, don’t oppose us very much... they seem to be quite willing to go out."

"That's natural! The upper limit of enjoyment and interests determine their choice!"

Zhou Ming said while holding his breath. After doing a thousand push-ups, he jumped up from the ground like a powerful spring and let out a long breath.

After the intense exercise, he only had some fine sweat on his body. A few small sweat droplets rolled down towards the abdomen along the clear muscle gaps, and finally merged with the fabric on the waistband of his trousers. His whole body exuded a unique male vibe.

There are some hormones, but the expressionless face looks like an ascetic who has been abstaining from sex for a long time.

"This is human nature, it's normal, so I always don't want to eliminate the strong and save the weak, but to correct some things." He passed by Wang Siyan and walked to the bathroom, explaining patiently.

"Hmph, nonsense... Sanyang Village, you almost died trying to kill Wu Mingxing."

Zhou Ming stopped and turned around with a smile: "I didn't kill the mountain king to liberate those slaves. There are so many mountain kings there, what's the use of killing one of them? I did it to...well...change something

Human thoughts."

Wang Siyan pursed her lips and made no comment. She knew Zhou Ming and could feel what Zhou Ming wanted to do, but Zhou Ming's words sometimes left her baffled and hard to understand.

how to say?

To use her words to describe it, Zhou Ming's motives and ideas were too unrealistic, giving people an unrealistic feeling.

On the other hand, she is very down-to-earth, and the goals she wants to achieve are very simple. She wants to be with Zhou Ming forever, so she wants to be his wife; because Sister Xingyue is very good to them, and they all miss her, so everyone is together.

Find Sister Xingyue; because money is a good thing, so she likes money; because times are bad, so just take care of yourself.

In this aspect, she felt that Zhou Ming was not as good as herself.

The sound of water running in the bathroom started. Wang Siyan swallowed, got up and went to the living room to read.

The doorbell rang just at this moment, and it was the meal delivery person.

After the door opened, the food delivery person handed the lunch respectfully. He secretly raised his head and glanced at the beautiful senior cadre. His sensitive ears heard the sound of water coming from the room, so he knew someone was taking a bath. He was a little shy and a little embarrassed.

He lowered his head jealously, turned around and left quickly.

The sound of closing the door sounded behind him. The errand inspector sighed and walked back to his post. Just as he was about to leave the third-level residential area, suddenly a man wearing a white uniform with a "4" on his chest

The man blocked his way.

"Wait a minute," the other party said.

"Ah, hello, leader!" The inspector bowed his head respectfully, "Your orders."

"I saw you brought a lot of food just now. Does that person want to eat so much by himself?"

"This...this..."

"Just say it, this is what I asked you."

"Oh, it's not that Supervisor Wang eats alone. Supervisor Wang sometimes asks a few male workers to help her, so she sometimes leaves them to eat." The inspector said maliciously.

The other party nodded and waved his hand to send him away.

This fourth-level cadre stood in the distance and glanced at the apartment where Wang Siyan lived, then turned and left.

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.

A young man wearing a pure white clean uniform sat on a chair with a smile, looking down at the workers lying in front of him. The workers' heads were pressed tightly to the ground to show submission, but their bodies were not at all.

Not trembling shows that they are different from ordinary workers.

These people were all once strangers, and some were even magicians.

"I know you, you are Venomous Fang, right? The little leader of the Skeleton Gang, I remember you, but I don't know if you remember me."

"You are Soth." Venomous Fang said in a low voice, his heart beating wildly in his chest. The other party is a famous killer among the Black Sharks. I heard that he disappeared a while ago, but he didn't expect to come here and become a killer.

The fourth-level cadre here!

The flow of time here is indeed much faster than outside, but what is even more disappointing is that spells cannot be used here!

"Well, please call me Lord Soth here. Now I want you to tell me the information you know. This information must be able to allow me to seek benefits outside. If you can't tell me, then you have no choice but to die.

Already." Soos laughed happily, cold-blooded and cruel.

"You...what kind of information do you want?"

"As for your boss, or whatever you know yourself, I will tell you frankly. I am collecting enough intelligence here to go out and subvert everything. I want the entire wilderness outside, and I also

I have no intention of continuing to be loyal to Black Shark.

"So... just tell me, I won't kill you just because you are a member of the Skeleton Gang, because if you can get out alive, you will no longer be a member of the Skeleton Gang, whether it is the Black Shark or the Tiger Party

, or the Skeleton Gang, they will all be from Soth."

Venomous Fang raised his head, glanced at Soth, and said with some hesitation: "We...we planted a traitor named Turaf in your Black Shark."

Soth sneered: "That's it? Turaf has already come in. He has confessed himself and your plans. Do you think this information is meaningful to me?"

Venomous Fang's pupils suddenly dilated, with a look of shock on his face. Before he could recover, Soth continued: "You were going to ambush us at Peacock Slope in the West District one month later while we were trading with others, right?

"

A drop of cold sweat flowed down from Venom Fang's forehead. He suddenly realized that there was no point in concealing it. There were countless people involved in this weird factory, and probably many of them had already surrendered to Soth. He was the king here!

But why? We are just ordinary people, why do so many people surrender to him?

South lit a cigarette and took a puff: "You have to say more. For example, do you know what your boss is doing now? Is it because he didn't give tranquilizers to the domestic pigs in the factory?

Did this happen?"

"I...I don't know."

"Is there anything else to say?"

"Can, can you give me a day to sort it out? I will tell you everything after one day!"

"Of course, the time here is very generous, I can even give you fifteen days, hahaha! Go ahead, I will ask you again in three days, at least say something useful...as soon as possible, If someone else has said it, it will be useless. For example, Turaf said it earlier than you." Soth waved his hand, and the supervisor next to him roughly picked up Venom Fang and his younger brother and took them back to the factory.

At this time, another person walked into the villa and came to Soth.
Chapter completed!