[Comprehensive] All knives like to act coquettish to aunts

"My lord, let me ask you next time... what is the political commissar?" Looking at the bewildered expressions of his younger brothers, Yiqi Yizhen began to ask, thinking about what kind of brain circuit made me think of the political commissar.

Following the questioning in the first issue, the knives all looked at me with a kind of knowledge-seeking eyes. I suddenly felt a sense of responsibility to popularize knowledge to the knives. With this sense of responsibility, I took them to see a An all-night anti-Japanese drama.

"Have you seen it? This is the legendary political commissar." I pointed to a man in the blue military uniform of the Eighth Route Army on the TV screen holding a pipe and doing ideological work for disobedient thorns, but the little knives pay attention The power is obviously not on it.

Luan and California Qingguang were excitedly discussing the plot they just watched.

"Look at that hand-ripping devil, isn't it too scary?" Luan Fu Sangshen thought that he was quite strong, but he tore a person alive... sorry, he is just a short knife, really Not so vigorously: "Qingguang, can you?"

Qing Guang immersed himself in the drama and felt that the three views had been reshaped.

"How can this be possible! I really want to find out what the hell is that thunder hidden in the crotch!" Qing Guang was scorched on the outside by the thunder, and his whole body was not well, so he asked me tremblingly: "Master, human beings!" Are they all this scary! I won’t be torn apart when I go out!”

I don't know how to answer the question of little angel Qingguang. As a Chinese who is used to being poisoned by divine dramas, this little Lei is nothing, Lei Lei is healthier.

"Qingguang, you are still too young." I patted the little angel Qingguang on the shoulder, avoiding that question, and said earnestly: "Innocence is also a kind of happiness."

"So master, what do you want to express by letting us watch the thunder drama all night?" Yamabuchi Kunihiro pulled back the topic that had been crooked into a screw with a blank face, and by the way expressed his dissatisfaction with staying up all night just to Dissatisfaction watching such a poor drama.

I saw that my cute little yellow-haired swordsman at the beginning was stuck in such a bear state, and I was not too embarrassed to let myself go off topic with other small swordsmen.Squeezing his face with his hands, the good boy Yamabuki Kunihiro, who always went to bed early and got up early, had dark circles under his eyes. He was very distressed. Before he made up his mind to catch up on sleep, he took the knives to apply a mask to moisturize.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." In order to look more majestic, I sat cross-legged on the table, because standing is more tiring.

I am very satisfied with the correct attitude of the little knives. I cleared my throat and said everything that should be said in one breath.

"The root cause of the dark fall of the knives in this dark Honmaru is basically the good deeds of Aunt Dung. Most of the knives have lost their faith now. Without faith, they are like walking dead."

"The task of reshaping beliefs can only be handed over to the political commissar... Ah no, it is to do it. As long as the fallen knives regain their beliefs, it will be very simple to control the degree of their own fall."

"Of course, one political commissar is not enough. We also need an old squad leader to do the ideological work of placating the fallen knives. Your aunt and I can barely play the role of political commissar. I just choose an old squad leader among you. .”

After listening to what I said, the audience fell into silence, and it was really hard to find Xiao Dao Jing with the temperament of an old squad leader.

I glanced around and saw a blue-haired young man in a monk's robe. This is the real old squad leader!

"It's you!" I made a final decision on Yamabuku Kunihiro, who didn't realize what was going on at all. For this candidate, the other knives didn't have any dissatisfaction. .

Kunihiro Yamabushi scratched his hair, and smiled very brightly: "Kakaka, leave it to the little monk! Protecting the Lord is also a practice."

The more I look at the candidate of Yamabuku Kunihiro, the more I am satisfied. Sure enough, I did not pick the wrong person.

"Then you prepare, three days later, the two of us will go to Diablo Honmaru together."

"Ok."

When everything is arranged, it is already three or four o'clock in the morning. Today, the little swordsmen will not be allowed to fight. The right way is to take a good rest, but there is one very important thing before letting them go.

"Go wash your face, put on a mask, and then go to bed." I took out my mask inventory, a small knife, and sent a piece: "Replenishing water, so as to prevent your old knives from becoming yellow, auntie, I despise you."

There are some small knife spirits who accept this well, such as Luan and Qingguang.Most of the others were somewhat resistant, but they were honestly posted under my force suppression. Of course I don’t have that much force value, but there are more chefs in this pill than anything else, and I have achieved the whole of this pill. The desire to apply a mask together is really gratifying.

Candlestick Qie Mama made breakfast on the way for us to apply the mask. It is a bit early to have breakfast before [-]:[-] in the morning, but it is easy to wake up hungry if you don’t eat, and you have to eat it if you want to catch up on sleep.

No matter what the little knives think about this breakfast, I accept it well. The Cultivation Party said that it is not a big deal if I didn't sleep all night.

That being said, I was sleepy enough when I finally lay down on the bed. Ever since I became a god judge, among other things, the routine of work and rest has become countless times more regular than before. I can't stand it.

I fell asleep in a daze, and just after I fell asleep, when I woke up, my mobile phone rang, which was always quiet as a chicken, and there was no movement. If it wasn’t for a mobile phone that cost thousands of dollars, I would let this small claw machine I can't even see the moon today.

After groping for a long time, I took the phone into my hand, opened my eyes with difficulty, and wondered who called me at seven o'clock in the morning.

I was a little surprised by the remarks of [Brother Jianfei Gun] on the screen. Didn’t you already give a good review two days ago? Why is Brother Gun looking for me at this time?

"Hey, Brother Gun, what do you want me to do?" I went straight to the topic, thinking about solving this problem quickly and continuing to make appointments with Zhou.

[Yo~ It's quite straightforward. 】Brother Gun's laughter was a bit awkward: 【Then I won't beat around the bush, I really have something to do with you today. 】

"Love, no appointment, no money, no borrowing, Lan Xiang, save my mother."

[…] Brother Gun was silent for a moment after listening to what I said, but after all, he has lived for hundreds of years, so he wouldn't just be choked to death by me like this: [Haha, the little girl is quite humorous. 】

"No, I'm not humorous. I'll continue to sleep if it's nothing serious. Brother Gun, please go ahead." I don't have much patience for people who need to be beaten.

[It's like this, little girl, it's still some trivial matters of the Bureau of Non-Procurement. 】Brother Gun didn’t care about my refusal at all, and just said the purpose of looking for me this time: [Aren’t you going to take over Diablo Honmaru for a period of time in two days?Most of our members of the African Inspection Bureau are brought out from the Diablo Honmaru. 】

[Token Fusangshin who can control the degree of his own fall will generally be sent to the Bureau of Non-Procurement by the current affairs. In the past few years, it was okay, there were a lot of Diablo Honmaru, and the dark fallen Token Fusangshin can be controlled after a few years With his level of underworld, the Bureau of Anti-Secretary Inspection can also welcome fresh blood in time. 】

[Recently, in recent years, the number of Diablo Honmaru has not been as good as before. The inspection and non-examination bureau is inactive. The more popular departments are better off. Our unpopular group has no swords willing to come here.Now there are only six in the whole group with shifts, which is the six you saw two days ago. 】

I stretched out my fingers and calculated, and there were only six people on shift. This statement is not correct. They are all in groups of six. Doesn’t this mean that there is no shift change?

"Wait, Brother Gun, are you sure someone has changed shifts?" I asked him with a smile, not much sleepiness left.

【No, I just don’t think it’s so shabby to say that. 】The gun brother on the other end of the phone looked indifferent, and was even focusing on correcting the documents quickly. He sneakily played a video to show me the situation in the office of the inspection team.

Looking at the entire office, even the small short knife who is obviously a child laborer is serving as customer service while settling accounts. Also reported the situation to the boss.

【Do you know who the tachi who works the quickest is? 】Brother Gun pointed with his finger.

"I don't know." The inspectors usually wear bone masks to cover themselves tightly. From the exposed mouth and chin, I really can't tell who the Taidao brother is.

【Ah, this is Akashi National Bank. 】 Brother Gun said calmly.

"..." The feng shui took turns, the heavens spared no one, this time it was my turn to be silent.

Although I haven't forged Mingshi Guoxing, but I know that this little swordsman is lazy and late-stage cancer. Brother Gun, what inhumane thing did you do to him!

[You can do us a favor, take over Diablo Honmaru and send a few more favors, so that when they come to inspect the bureau, they will fill in the employment wishes of the actual combat department 006 group, okay? 】The curvature of the corners of Brother Gun's mouth is very flattering.

"I refuse. You should find someone else for such troublesome things. I don't like to use favors to oppress others." The conscience of a cute little fairy is very precious, and I can't betray my conscience because of this.

【Don't don't don't, I'll give you five of each kind of mustache-cut knee pills, and you keep one each, and sell the rest to other god-judgmentists, each of which will cost you 100 million yuan, and you don't have to return it if you can't do it. If there is any business in the future, I will give you priority and get a [-]% discount! 】Brother Gun is a little anxious. He has been busy throughout the year for several years. After missing this opportunity, he will never want to take a vacation: 【I will also open the back door for you if there is any joint activity between the Current Affairs Bureau and the Prosecutorial Bureau! 】

"...Although I don't like it, Brother Gun, you are my friend. If I don't help you, it's just a trivial matter. I'm going to hurt my brother!"

The speed at which I changed my words was like a gust of wind, Brother Gun's mask trembled, as if he was asking if my conscience was there.

My smile didn't change, we little fairies don't need a conscience, thank you.

The author has something to say:

Gun brother is very broken heart, in fact, the police department is also very "harmonious" internally.

Tomorrow suddenly I will go to be the guardian of the fallen knives, that is to say, I will be a father, a mother, a political commissar, and I love my daughter. .