Universal system must die

Chapter 40, Mysterious Hurricane Boss
Bind dagger, choose short weapon proficiency in cold weapon proficiency.

Proficiency in short weapons: proficiency in daggers, daggers, and short thorns, proficiency in throwing knives, fists, and knuckles.

Yes, yes, a short weapon proficient in multiple skills.

Holding the dagger skillfully, the feeling of commanding hands emerged in his heart, He Ming was very satisfied.

As for what the [summoning] will be?Could it be possible to summon female votes to warm the bed from the air?

The idea is brilliant!
That's when the mayor came over.

"Young man, can there really be an airdrop of supplies today?"

He is not very optimistic. The difficulty of airdrop is not so great. Various external factors such as climate, temperature and wind speed must be considered.

He Ming had no reason to trust Wang Hua, and he puffed out his chest and said, "Don't worry, Mayor Gao, I trust my old brother, he wouldn't dare to do porcelain work without that diamond."

"I heard that you contacted the airdrop last night?"

"Well, early in the morning, just over two hours ago."

Finished!

Mayor Gao sat down slumped, took out a box of five-dollar red plums, and began to smoke with a sad face.

Hey, brother mayor, you have no confidence in me!

drop--

The host promised that the airdrop in Qimu Town must arrive on time, otherwise the punishment will be changed into women's clothing in the live broadcast room, and [-] good people will be rewarded for success.

Dress up?
He Ming sneered, so what if he doesn't have women's clothes, lipstick and jewelry, it's amazing to wear a flowery coat.

"The despicable heart of the host is detected by the system, and the system can provide bras, miniskirts, black silk, sky high, lipstick, wigs, and false eyelashes for free."

Damn, why don't you shit on the system!
Well, He Ming directly left a message in the six live broadcast rooms.

[Attention local tyrants who send money to charity accounts, the first wave of disaster relief supplies donated by netizens will be airdropped to Qimu Town in the afternoon, and the anchor hot girl will not be able to come and apologize in a sexy outfit]
All kinds of noise in the six live broadcast rooms.

"Holy shit, airdrops of relief supplies from netizens? What the hell is the anchor doing?"

"What kind of charity account, the anchor is really broadcasting live in the disaster area of ​​Yokohama?"

"Seeking popularization, newcomers say they don't understand."

"Wow Kaka, the anchor is so rich, and airdropped supplies to help disaster-stricken 666."

Fighting Tiger Live Room!
"Brother, brother, I finally waited for you to change into a woman's dress, but the airdrop is more important, what should I do, my little sister is entangled."

"Hey, the fanaticism in my heart is about to explode, please accept another [-] in the account."

"..."

The news of the six major live broadcast rooms has been updated again.

[This live broadcast room cooperates with the platform, all donations are used as disaster relief funds, and the daily homepage of the platform announces the purpose of the money]
The live broadcast room immediately received hot comments from netizens, what anchor 666, there are endless examples of good anchors to learn from.

He Ming was very busy and couldn't take care of them. Mayor Gao seemed to have something to say.

"He Ming, thank you very much for everything you have done for us. I have a heartfelt request."

"Well, what's the matter."

Mayor Gao expressed his inner thoughts. Transportation in the town was inconvenient, all roads outside were blocked, water sources were cut off, and normal life was no longer possible.

Discussed overnight last night and called for the establishment of an emergency self-rescue team.

Organ cadres, veterans, political and legal system personnel and volunteers convened four NO.50 people.

Near Dahe, five kilometers away, there is a flat sandy highland called Xiangyangpo, which is suitable for setting up camps.

He plans to move people there, close to the water source, and it will be convenient for rescue forces to rescue them.

If the family is complete, it is not difficult to do the ideological work of migration.

I'm afraid that those whose family members are buried, how can they be willing to leave their buried relatives behind.

He needs to stay with the town officials to continue rescuing the affected people.

Therefore, he hoped that He Ming would help prepare for the new residence and lead most of the people in Qimu Town there.

"this."

He Ming felt happy in his heart and felt humble on his lips.

I had this intention long ago, mayor Gao is so polite, he even helped me find a place to stay.

"He Ming, for the sake of the people of Qimu Town, I am begging you."

Mayor Gao was sincere, and He Ming was so moved that he immediately agreed to his request, and the other party left excitedly to make preparations.

"The host's acting looks so fake, the system expresses its deep contempt."

"Roll the ball."

At this time, Binhai City was thousands of miles away.

Wang Hua's face was full of sorrow, and daily necessities such as tents and drinking water were ready. He Ming needed tons of medicines, especially antibiotics, which were government-controlled medicines, so it was not easy to solve them.

After thinking and thinking, hesitantly, he still picked up the phone and played the call carefully.

"Hello, chairman. Hello, I want to report to you about He Ming."

"Tell me, what's the matter."

The other party's voice was full of majesty, although it was just a faint voice, but Wang Hua was sweating nervously.

"He Ming went to the disaster area yesterday. He is organizing disaster relief. He asked me to prepare a batch of supplies for airdrops, but medicines."

That's how it happened, the other party was silent for a moment, only taking Wang Hua's nervous atmosphere and not daring to take a breath.

As if he had survived a long winter, the other party's tone seemed to have changed, "Dapeng Pharmaceutical should have enough in stock, I will arrange for them to deliver it to you."

"Yes, may the chairman care about how I should contact He Ming?"

"Normal contact, but keep a good secret. Young people must grow up, they must be tempered, but if they want to do good things, can adults not support them?"

"Yes, yes, Chairman, what you said is right, I understand how to do it."

"Wang Hua, you don't want to work at the Binhai Gabei Hotel."

The other party was silent for a moment and spit out a sentence, which made Wang Hua almost kneel down in fright.

"me"

"He Ming wants to provide disaster relief, so the logistics airdrop cannot be just this one time. During this period of time, you should do this well with your heart, and it will be up to you to go back to the headquarters in the future."

Wang Huadu was relieved. It turned out that he had thought wrong. He was almost scared to death by himself, and he promised again and again.

Looking back, this is a good thing!
Since he was squeezed out of the headquarters three years ago, he has never wanted to go back. In the past three years, he has worked hard like walking on eggshells, for fear of being caught again.

This opportunity must be seized.

Dapeng Pharmaceuticals acted quickly, and it took less than an hour to mobilize the medical supplies and quickly send them to the designated meeting area.

B-11 military area.

Wang Hua was in charge of the handover, and someone soon came to deliver the vehicle to the airport to wait.

At 11:30 noon, a white transport plane flew over at low altitude, and a man in camouflage uniform came down 10 minutes later.

"Huazi, yes, how did you get these supplies?"

Zhou Mucheng punched Fa Xiao, the two of them knew each other very well, they could fight whatever they wanted.

Wang Hua smiled wryly, raising the 20 tons of materials almost cost him his life, but he felt a sense of accomplishment in just 5 hours.

"Fuck, where do you get so many of these restricted drugs, don't you?"

"Well, you guessed it, and I was fired."

Wang Hua smiled wryly, the chairman put too much pressure on him, and he hasn't recovered yet.

Zhou Mucheng swallowed, wanted to say something but didn't say it, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother, good luck."

"Haha, but I was assigned a new position, He Ming's logistics dispatcher for this disaster relief."

"Damn it, doesn't that mean I'm going to continue airdropping?"

Zhou Mucheng, the boss with staring eyes, finally understood what was going on, and wanted to beat him up so much, "Bastard, this time I got hurt by you."

(End of this chapter)