His Royal Highness System

Chapter 620 608. Recyclable garbage?
"I really want to see which time the boss interrupts me."

Being interrupted suddenly, the red-haired man turned his head angrily to see who dared to interrupt him.

It was a man in ancient casual clothes, his eyes were abnormally red, and there was a long knife in his waist.

Rubbing his eyes, the red-haired man looked at Feng Zan again to confirm that he was not dazzled, then he covered his stomach and started laughing.

"Damn it, you're a transvestite, right? I laughed so hard, hahahaha..."

Feng Zang's clothes have not been changed, it is still the costume of Assassin Wu Liuqi. At this time, in the eyes of the red-haired man, Feng Zan is a psychopath.

"You have a lot of resentment. It seems that you have killed a lot of people."

Feng Zang calmly looked at the magic knife Qianren in his hand, after pulling it out, he wiped the edge of the blade, and asked lightly.

"Haha, so what if I tell you, there are no police here, can you still record?

I just tortured a few slaves, why, do you have an opinion? "

The red-haired man looked at Feng Zang provocatively, but he just regarded Feng Zan as a psychopath.

In a rental house in the suburbs, he did threaten five or six girls, and they had to come once a week, or they would post those videos on the Internet.

As for murder, he even comforted himself that he couldn't bear to commit suicide, and it had nothing to do with him.

The corner of Feng Zan's mouth raised slightly, and the magic knife in his hand was quickly cut out, blood splashed, and his arm was directly cut off.

The red-haired man didn't react for a while, he mechanically turned his head to look at his left arm, it was empty, it seemed to be different from before.

"You... madman..."

Clutching his broken left arm, the red-haired man yelled ferociously at Feng Zan, and then wanted to escape from here.

But at this time, he realized that his younger brothers had turned into several headless corpses, and the surrounding environment was not inside the aquarium, but a bright red hell.

There is no one else here, and the girl at the beginning stood there quietly, smiling all the time.

And a two-meter-tall giant is walking, and there is a very cute silver-haired loli sitting on his shoulder.

It all came together to make it so weird.

"Who are you... tell you... Be careful, I will call the police and arrest you!"

The red-haired man can only rely on the police to help, these people are simply a bunch of devils! !

demon! !
"People like you dare to call the police, don't you decide to be sarcastic?"

Feng Xiying still looked at the red-haired man with a smile, and reminded him softly.

"You...you...you bitch..."

The red-haired man looked at Feng Xiying angrily, his body trembling violently, and pointed at Feng Xiying, wanting to insult him, but before he finished speaking, both legs were cut off by the terrifying man.

Losing his support, the red-haired man lay on the ground in pain and shouted loudly.

A few lines of dialogue were heard as his head was crushed to pieces.

"Sister Xiying, what is he?"

"He is a scum in human skin..."

"Oh, Barsaka, deal with him."

Afterwards, darkness enveloped all his senses, and when he finally lost consciousness, he seemed to see a few innocent souls dragging him to hell.

Soon everything around returned to normal, but in the corridor of the aquarium, except for a few people, there were no figures of those gangsters.

Feng Xiying picked up a blood-stained mobile phone from the ground, wiped it with a paper towel, opened it and found that there was no device lock, and then started calling the police.

"Hey, is it Uncle Police? There are a few girls trapped in the 431 rental house in the suburbs, please go and rescue them quickly.

who I am?This question is not important, that's all, goodbye..."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xiying squeezed the mobile phone into a ball of metal with bare hands, and some small explosions occurred during the process, but did not cause any damage to Feng Xiying's small hands.

When she came to the trash can, Feng Xiying frowned, as if something troubled her.

"What's wrong, what happened?"

Feng Zan thought that Feng Xiying had encountered some troubles that he couldn't handle, so he hurriedly came to Feng Xiying's side and asked worriedly.

Who knew that Feng Xiying turned her head and asked Feng Zan:

"Brother, is the mobile phone recyclable garbage or non-recyclable garbage?"

Feng Zhan was stunned for a moment, and touched his forehead speechlessly. I thought you had some troublesome things that you couldn't solve, but you asked me about garbage sorting?

Are mobile phones recyclable or non-recyclable?
This question... Don't say it, it's really very difficult, and Feng Zang can't think of an answer for a while.

"Isn't it okay to just throw it into a trash can? It's all trash. What's the difference?"

Feng Zang touched the back of his head, and answered Feng Xiying helplessly.

Who knew that Feng Xiying looked at Feng Zan seriously, and said earnestly:

"Brother, sorting garbage is very important, sorting garbage correctly is one of China's policies.

The method of collecting waste separately according to its type and composition improves the purity and quantity of recycled materials and reduces the amount of waste to be disposed of.

Therefore, it is beneficial to the further treatment and comprehensive utilization of the waste, and can greatly reduce the transportation and treatment costs of the waste.

It can also reduce the amount of waste that needs subsequent treatment and disposal, thereby reducing the cost of the entire management and treatment and disposal. This is one of our country's policies. Brother, you have to test it, and quickly mark the key points! "

"I'll tick off the point of your size, and I didn't take the college entrance examination. Closer to home. Do you know whether mobile phones are recyclable garbage, Ilya?"

Feng Zan will not be able to come up with an answer for a while, so he can only turn his head and ask Illya.

Just when Feng Zhan thought that Illya would be difficult too, who knew that Illya actually answered:

"Recyclable garbage is garbage that can be recycled and recycled, mainly including five categories of domestic garbage: waste paper, plastic, glass, metal and textiles.

Hazardous waste, electronic waste, electrical waste and batteries, three types of special hazardous waste, and discarded furniture waste

Small digital products such as mobile phones are electronic waste, and their internal parts contain precious metals such as gold and copper, and some rare earth elements.

If these raw materials are recycled, it is not only in line with economic interests, but also has environmental protection value.

Therefore, according to my judgment, Ilya, this used mobile phone is recyclable and belongs to recyclable garbage! "

I heard Yi Liya gossip a lot, always before the wind burial goes in the left ear and out the right ear, but I understand the last sentence of the wind burial, the mobile phone is recyclable garbage.

"Isn't it enough to just say that mobile phones are recyclable garbage? Why are there so many pretending to be academics?"

Feng Zang patted Ilya's head angrily and said.

(End of this chapter)