Bengtie: How can I be such a loser when I have the system?

Shang Lu quickly brought Yi Xunyuan to the highest administrative center of the parliament.

After waiting for a long time, Yi Xunyuan slowly got out of the car, holding his waist.

Hiss, they have become too powerful. If this continues, I will be ruined.

Hurry up and complete the ceremony left by Tongzi, so that you won’t be at a disadvantage.

Well, this makes it easier to find Tongzi.

Shang Lu looked at Yi Xunyuan and smiled knowingly. Tsk tsk, the lord is even more weak.

But it's not a big problem. Once the ceremony is completed, the lord will no longer worry about these problems.

"My Lord, please follow me. The other Speakers would like to meet you."

Yi Xunyuan nodded with difficulty, thought about it, and finally sat in the wheelchair.

Sit comfortably for as long as you can.

Shang Lu: ...

My Lord, you shouldn't be so weak.

Forget it, it must be the Lord's own hobby.

Afterwards, Shang Lu was about to push Yi Xunyuan in.

Two doctors came out of the Supreme Administrative Center carrying a stretcher with a person lying on it.

At first Shang Lu didn't feel anything until the doctor carrying the stretcher didn't look where he was going and missed a step, causing the person on the stretcher to fall off.

The patient rolled down the stairs, causing secondary injury.

After seeing the people above, Shang Lu was shocked.

"First Speaker? How could you be so ill?"

Yi Xunyuan was a little confused when he saw Shang Lu's violent reaction, so he decided to wait and see how things would develop.

Shang Lu ran over with a frustrated look on his face, helped up the dying First Speaker, and cried sadly.

"Jiang Feng, please don't leave. If you want to leave, can you take me with you?"

Jiang Feng, lying in Shang Lu's arms, coughed a few times and responded with difficulty.

"Old Shang, we can't hold on any longer this time. We have to leave first. Lord, I can only ask you to take care of us."

Shang Lu was heartbroken and shouted.

"No! You can't leave! Even if you must leave, please take care of the government affairs I left for you first before you go!"

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and rejected the request without hesitation.

"Look at me, I'm almost dead. Do you think I can handle government affairs? I'll leave the unfinished government affairs to you. I'm going to die first."

Since Jiang Feng said so, Shang Lu was not polite and searched Jiang Feng's body directly.

He rummaged through this pocket, then looked at that bag.

Jiang Feng was puzzled by Shang Lu's behavior and asked curiously.

"What are you looking for? The first speaker's seal is in the office, and the government affairs are also in there..."

Shang Lu said as he searched Jiang Feng's pockets and body.

"Do you have any inheritance? I'll take the loss and inherit it."

Jiang Feng's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly.

"Yes, go get my phone."

Shang Lu quickly found his cell phone and handed it to Jiang Feng.

"Where is it? What's your bank card password? Where is your cash hidden? Where do you plan to bury it? I'll get a few people to go rob the tomb together."

Jiang Feng looked up at the sky and said this in a way that it was for your own good.

"The legacy I leave you is not these material things, but spiritual ones."

Shang Lu sensed something was wrong, but for the sake of Jiang Feng's inheritance, he continued to listen.

"What the hell?"

Jiang Feng manipulated the phone casually for a few times and said to Shang Lu.

"Have you seen the documents above? These are the government affairs of our parliament accumulated over the past thirty years. I will entrust this important task to you. Come on."

"This is the most precious legacy of our parliament. I'm leaving it all to you."

"It's a pity that I have lived for so long, but I am still like my ancestors, and I have not waited for the Lord's return."

"Oh, I'm going to ga."

After saying this, Jiang Feng was completely motionless, as if he was dead.

Jiang Feng's last words before his death successfully angered Shang Lu, who simply threw him to the ground, not caring whether he was comfortable or not.

"This is a rip-off."

Yi Xunyuan was shocked when he saw this scene.

"This is?"

Shang Lu snorted coldly, and kicked Jiang Feng still unsatisfied.

"It's okay. This guy is exhausted."

This kick seemed to bring Jiang Feng back to life. He resurrected and flashed over, shaking Yi Xunyuan's hand. He was very excited.

"My Lord, I have been looking forward to seeing you for a long time."

Unsatisfied, Shang Lu kicked Jiang Feng again, his voice sounding very annoyed.

"Aren't you dead? The dead should not be moved. When the time comes, I will stuff all the government affairs that the parliament should handle into your grave and bury them with you."

"Even in death, you can still shine for our parliament."

Jiang Feng simply ignored Shang Lu's words and said.

"Yes, I am dead. It is so happy to die in the arms of the Lord. This is what everyone wishes for."

After saying that, Jiang Feng grunted again.

But he suddenly realized that he had something else to say, so he pretended to be dead again.

"My Lord, don't listen to Shang Lu's nonsense. I am really dead, and a dead person should not be in charge of government affairs."

"Well, I'm dead."

After saying this, Jiang Feng lowered his head again, which was no different from a slap.

Yi Xunyuan was speechless by Jiang Feng's behavior. No, why was he pretending to be dead?

Startled, like doing sit-ups.

Shang Lu directly dragged Jiang Feng, who was in a state of death, down and said.

"My Lord, don't worry about what you see later."

Yi Xunyuan was confused.

"what?"

Afterwards, Shang Lu dragged Jiang Feng with one hand and pushed Yi Xunyuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with the other hand and was about to go in.

But when Yi Xunyuan saw the highest administrative center, he hurriedly called Shang Lu.

"Wait, are you sure this is the highest administrative center?"

Shang Lu looked up at the building shrouded in black mist, and the six big words "Supreme Administrative Center" that were rendered black by an unknown force.

The whole atmosphere not only lacks the righteousness of a government department, but instead has a hint of coldness. The people inside are like zombies, lifeless.

Then Shang Lu nodded and said.

"That's right. This is the highest administrative center where we handle government affairs."

Yi Xunyuan was shocked when he saw this outrageous building.

"What are those black gases visible to the naked eye?"

Shang Lu lied with his eyes open.

“Industrial pollution.”

At this time, someone came out from the highest administrative center again, it was an old friend from before.

The fourth speaker is Yi Chen.

He had thick dark circles under his eyes and looked much thinner than when Yi Xunyuan first saw him.

"Ahahaha, I'm a Taoist priest now. I've finished handling my government affairs."

Shang Lu explained directly.

"My Lord, please don't worry about him. Yi Chen is crazy all the time."

Now, Yi Xunyuan finally understood why. It turned out that the layer of black air outside was the resentment of the speakers' workers.

Hiss, how many government affairs must have been handled to make a person so tired.