Farmer: Plant strange fire at the beginning and sell devil fruits.

Meng Xing followed the little fat man and got into the modified security car all the way to the Public Security Bureau.

The little fat man lives in the Public Security Bureau.

According to the little fat man, the monster chaos has intensified in recent years, and the city's water and electricity system is basically paralyzed.

The only place in the city that still has sufficient water and electricity resources is the Public Security Bureau.

The Sheriff's Department has two wells and several generators.

It is difficult for ordinary residential areas to provide water, let alone electricity.

At night, ordinary residential areas are completely dark, with only a few homes illuminated by candles.

When the little fat man mentioned life in Nanhai City, the longing in his eyes could be seen with the naked eye.

The Public Security Bureau has five floors. The third floor is the residence of the leaders of Baishan City. Meng Xing followed the little fat man to the fourth floor and stayed in a room.

I don’t know what this place used to do, but now it’s decorated like a hotel.

Only in Baishan City did Meng Xing feel the bite of the monster invasion.

After settling Meng Xing, the little fat man went to work, saying that he would take Meng Xing out to see the world in the evening.

In the evening, the little fat man finished his work and rushed into Meng Xing's room, pulling Meng Xing to leave.

Meng Xing followed the little fat man out. When he saw the little fat man wearing a Public Security Bureau uniform and driving a modified car from the Public Security Bureau, he said suspiciously:

"You wear this after get off work, doesn't it violate discipline?"

The little fat man said indifferently:

"Wearing this leather in Baishan City is a status symbol.

The Public Security Bureau's cars are more popular than your Ferraris in the South China Sea. "

Finally, the little fat man mysteriously said to Meng Xing:

"Come on, let's find a place to have a nice chat."

Along the way, Meng Xing saw more people on the street.

Meng Xing asked:

"Why are there so few people in Baishan City during the day, but more people at night?"

The little fat man drives with one hand:

“Venting. They’re celebrating surviving another day.

Monsters are attacking the city more and more frequently, and being able to survive even one day is a gift. "

Meng Xing looked at the scene on the street. Many people behaved like crazy people.

There are also women bargaining with men on the street before making a certain transaction.

The little fat man suddenly pointed at a girl and said:

"Did you see her?

I've played with her before, how much do you think she wants? "

Meng Xing shook his head.

The little fat man said:

"Just a bowl of rice."

Meng Xing raised his eyebrows and observed the girl carefully.

She is pretty and has a good figure. How could she be so cheap?

Could it be that Baishan City has reached this point?

The little fat man said:

“Actually, these women don’t necessarily need much money or supplies.

They just want to vent their inhibitions.

A little material thing will make them feel that tonight's indulgence has some value. "

Meng Xing thought that the situation in Baishan City was very bad, but he never thought it was so bad. He blurted out:

"Then why is your crime rate in Baishan City so low?"

When Meng Xing manipulated the "zombie" awakeners to cause trouble in the South China Sea, the crime rate in the South China Sea was the highest in Xia.

With such a level of chaos in the city of Baishan City, why would the crime rate be lower than that of Nanhai City at that time?

The little fat man glanced at Meng Xing in shock:

"You actually know the security situation in various cities?"

Then the little fat man's expression returned to normal:

"If you're a genius like you, it's not surprising that you know a lot."

The little fat man continued:

“The main reason is the system of Baishan City.

Ordinary people's daily supplies are strictly controlled, just enough for them to eat eighty cents full.

And they need to work to get paid.

Even if these ordinary people knit a few uniforms for the Public Security Bureau or repair useless defenses in the community.

They spend a lot of energy just for three meals a day.

If someone still commits adultery under such circumstances, that would be a thorn in the side. "

When the little fat man said this, his eyes flashed fiercely:

"Baishan City will not treat criminals as kindly as Nanhai City. They will be fined after a few years.

Those robbers and rapists are too cruel and too courageous.

He might throw his fist at the Sheriff at some point.

There is only one word for these thorny police officers: 'kill'!

If someone reports this kind of thorn, the Public Security Bureau will also reward a large amount of materials.

So, the thorn head does not exist.

Those who are not satisfied with the system of Baishan City can leave Baishan City, but we will not stay.

But why did they leave Baishan City?

Are you feeding monsters? "

Letting the common people work too hard is a waste of time.

It is humiliating for civilians to report each other.

The monsters are watching eagerly to frighten the people.

He also used thunderous means to kill criminals.

If these points are achieved, the security situation in Baishan City will indeed be good.

This also means that people are not treated as human beings at all, and there is no human rights.

Meng Xing said softly:

"You've changed a lot.

By the way, how did you become the captain of the military attache battalion? "

The little fat man scratched his head:

"I was nominated to be the captain of the military attaché group before I graduated, and the higher-ups approved it.

My dad is the director of the Public Security Bureau of Baishan City.

In fact, it is just a formality.

The order given to my dad was to just keep Baishan City.

They didn't care what my dad did, and the inspector never came to this poor place like Baishan City. "

Meng Xing slowly turned his head to look at the little fat man with a complicated expression.

He wanted to detonate the Tianchi volcano in Changbai Mountain.

He is confident that the hazards of volcanic eruptions can be controlled to a very low level.

However, Baishan City will definitely suffer.

The little fat man thought Meng Xing had been suppressed and was quite proud.

It’s like a college student showing off to his roommate:

'I'm showing off my cards, I won't pretend anymore! I am a second-generation official, and a very awesome second-generation official. '

Meng Xing said after a while:

"It turns out you are the young master of Baishan City."

The tone was calm, gentle, and had a different meaning.

The little fat man thought Meng Xing was angry, so he quickly explained:

"Brother Xing, I really didn't dare to say too much about myself when I was in school. It's all confidential."

The little fat man observed Meng Xing's expression for a while and then changed the topic:

“Actually, I really miss Nanhai.

There are baths, shopping malls, and a damn Internet cafe!

Unlike Baishan City, there are only monsters.

By the way, what did you do after graduation? "

"Ah? Are you really farming?"

"Holy shit, you opened a cafe? I'm so cool!"

When we arrived at the place where the little fat man reminisced about old times, the place was huge, like a stadium.

The big sign at the door is surrounded by neon lights, and three large characters come into view.

'Happy Valley'.

The loud heavy metal music inside can be heard outside.

A dozen people in black suits stood at the door solemnly.

Meng Xing observed carefully and could see that these people had firearms on their waists.

We can also see the spiritual fluctuations in these people.

They are all good players.

Through the continuous development of the Soul Soul Fruit, Meng Xing can also see the specific levels of these people through the strength of their souls.

More than a dozen people are all D-level!

The little fat man parked the car in the parking space, and a car boy ran over to pull the door.

Meng Xing glanced at the word 'Happy Valley' again and asked:

"Fat man, where is this?"

The little fat man gave it away mysteriously:

“Poor people have their poor outlets, and we have our outlets.

Believe me, it will definitely open your eyes. "