Chapter 1821 The Eternal City in full riot

Ten minutes later, all the police and fire departments from the Lizan District of Eternal City arrived. Hundreds of firefighters and policemen silently entered and exited the unrecognizable Mao Mansion, clearing out all the corpses and unconscious senior officials.

They remained silent and efficient throughout the whole process, and their movements were as cold as a group of robots just executing a predetermined program.

So, are these people really police officers and firefighters?

Prime Minister Konoe inevitably had such doubts, but of course he did not dare to express them. When he was hesitating, he clearly saw a middle-aged man with the rank of deputy chief police officer and no recognizable facial features.

Walking to Mao Yuanzuo's side, he bowed slightly and said: "All the sniper teams outside the hospital have been cleared and the citizens have not been alarmed."

Although he was wearing a police uniform, he did not have a military salute, and there was no trace of a disciplined force on him.

"Where is the urban area?" Mao Yuanzuo asked. He seemed not to be prepared to have Prime Minister Kuomede and his good nephew listening next to him.

The unidentified "police officer" showed a malicious smile: "Actually, with the current situation in Eternal City, the citizens don't have time to care about trivial matters here."

"Very good, thank you for your hard work." Mao Yuanzuo sat in his original position and responded in a reserved tone.

"You're welcome. I at least wanted to see more fire, and you successfully helped me achieve that." The "police officer" bowed again. He had great respect for this old politician of the Communist Party of China, but

My temperament lacks the aura that a disciplined army should have.

This guy is definitely not a policeman! Prime Minister Konoe said in his heart, and then made sure that he said nonsense.

He couldn't help but think of what he heard before he fell into coma, about the inexplicable relationship between Mao Yuanzuo and Snake. After all, he fainted a few seconds late, and probably heard something he shouldn't have heard.

Now I have no other choice but to hope that Mr. Mao doesn't know this, or that he knows it but is willing to let him go.

People like Mr. Mao actually didn't silence everyone. At first glance, he looked like a kind-hearted and generous elder. This must be the case.

May the spirit of the universe bless everything.

Probably his prayer was really recognized by the spirit of the universe. Mao Yuanzuo smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work. Go to work quickly. In the future era, there will be many places that need your efforts. Don't let down this great era."

It was as if he was encouraging young people to go up against the current and become strivers. He really looked like the kind of kind-hearted elder who is full of expectations for his younger generations.

For a long time, Mao Yuanzuo has indeed played such a role in the Co-Prosperity Party system. He is the little daddy of all Co-Prosperity Party members and even the financial backers behind the scenes. If it were not for the worry that the underworld atmosphere is too strong, the top and bottom are also

He should be called "Godfather" by everyone.

Now, the godfather of the Co-Prosperity Party showed his usual magnanimity and actually let the person go.

Prime Minister Konoe bowed his head tremblingly and saluted, and he and Vice President Hierro supported each other and left. After experiencing so many ups and downs of emotions in a short period of time, even a veteran politician like him couldn't bear it anymore.

As a result, Prime Minister Konoe, who is only in his early sixties this year, has overcome the stumbles and hardships that Mao Yuanzuo, who is nearly a hundred years old, has not experienced.

What gave him a little comfort was that the steps of Vice President Ye next to him were even slower than his own. This guy was only in his fifties, and he was obviously in his prime. It looked like he was really shocked.

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Mr. "Police Officer" visually observed the two people as they walked out of the door, walked out of the corridor, and disappeared around the corner of the entrance hall with a sight that ordinary people could not perceive at all: "Prime Minister Konoe is a smart man, and he may have guessed my identity.

Already."

Mao Yuanzuo said: "Of course he is a smart person, but people who are too smart are actually of no use and can only be used with discretion."

"Then your nephew."

"He is a fool. I gave him a chance and I hope he can seize it."

"It's just that, did you get the permission of the past lady for this arrangement?"

"She will understand. Hiding is to recharge your energy, but if you only know how to hibernate, your stiff limbs will make your mind stiff." Mao Yuanzuo stared at the "police officer" and said loudly: "Say hello to her."

Prime Minister Konoe, who had already reached the gate of the mansion, of course did not hear the last conversation in the house. Of course, he would be glad that he did not hear it.

Me, am I just walking on thin ice to the other side and escaping?

Although Prime Minister Konoe breathed a sigh of relief, he always felt that mercy could not be used to explain Boss Mao Yezi's actions. He felt that he deliberately let him see this scene and then deliberately let him go.

...But, even if this is the case, what can I do? Even if I really become a tool of the boss, at least I am still alive now!

The vice president and prime minister of the Blue Star Community supported each other and exited the lobby on the first floor of Mao Mansion. The "policemen" and "firefighters" who were busy on the scene were minding their own work, without any

People care about them, which makes Mr. Prime Minister who usually shouts at each other uncomfortable.

However, he is not suitable or adaptable, and now he actually enjoys this neglected sense of security.

Who knows what kind of monsters these "police officers" are? It's best to stay away from them.

When leaving Mao Mansion, Prime Minister Konoe saw a familiar figure passing by him, so he subconsciously said hello, and the latter also slightly bent over and bowed. No matter whether it was posture, expression or temperament, he was impeccable.

He is the well-trained and perfect housekeeper who will not show timidity even when standing in Longlin Palace.

However, Prime Minister Konoe couldn't help but shuddered, smiled hastily, and helped Vice President Hierro to speed up his pace, appearing even more panicked than when he faced Boss Mao just now.

Konoe Taro, Konoe Taro, why can't you control this unhidden suspicion and profound insight? If you continue like this, you will definitely die without a burial place!

Vice President Hierro was dragged a few steps by the Prime Minister who was nearly ten years older than him. Finally he felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but said quietly: "This... Brother Konoe, although my uncle assigned the task,

But there’s no need to be in such a hurry.”

Ouch, this guy is so angry. It looks like he is finally resurrected.

Prime Minister Konoe looked at the Vice President, who was still pale: "I heard just now that Mr. Sebastian was shot several times and escaped with a wound gaiter..."

Sebastian is the chief steward of the Maofu Mansion. Since he is a perfect steward who has received a perfect education in imperial court etiquette, it is very reasonable to have such a name.

The Vice President looked like he didn't know much: "Oh, that's it? I once saw Mr. Sebastian being blasted from the front by a wave-phase cannon, and half of his body and half of his head were blown off, but he still

It’s all grown out.”

Isn't this the indestructible King Kong? Although Prime Minister Konoe didn't know anything about psychic powers, he felt that this scene was too exaggerated. Considering that the vice president's character should be a mouthful, he couldn't help but said:

"So you already knew this?"

"Hahaha, no matter how you say it, I can be regarded as the young cousin of the Mao family. Mr. Sebastian also respects me very much."

"So, did you know that your uncle is a psyker?"

"...Actually, I am just a young cousin after all. That's about my status in this mansion. My uncle will not share many secrets with me. To be honest, in my uncle's mind, Sai

Mr. Bass has a much higher status than me." The vice president couldn't help showing a sad expression, like a puppy about to be abandoned.

Of course, he later realized that he was still a little out of control, and quickly added: "But, even my biological mother doesn't know about my cousins, cousins, nephews, etc.!"

Prime Minister Konoe still believes in this point.

Mao Yuanzuo has a total of one son, four daughters, twelve grandsons and six great-grandsons who can be verified, but none of them directly embarked on the road of official career and economics. It sounds like he is really high-spirited! But now think about it carefully.

, this is obviously an early landing.

Unlike a certain young cousin, who seems to be of high authority, but is clearly being used as consumables.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Konoe was suddenly filled with sympathy.

"So, those things just now..."

The vice president finally couldn't help but raise his voice, looking like he was giving up on himself: "Snake, what are you talking about are just snakes? These days, which country's big shots, which country's big shots, are not engaging in seventy-nine affairs with these extra-legal associations?

What’s wrong? Which country doesn’t do this?

Yeah? He just hopes he can trust me more! Why? Why am I just an errand boy when I'm already the Vice President? Oh, oh, oh, oh, do you want me to announce my surrender? He didn't even say

Be clear about my arrangements in the New Empire Governor's Mansion."

There was a cry in his voice, and the Vice President just staggered forward with snot and tears, crying like a fifty-year-old kindergarten child who had been abandoned by his parents. Of course, dignity no longer existed, or even just appeared.

Extremely pitiful.

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In the past, Prime Minister Konoe would have watched with indifference, gloated, and even found an opportunity to record it all. But now, he only felt bitter and burst into tears.

“What will happen to our country?”

"We will no longer have a country."

"I mean, in the future, if the imperial ghost...the imperial master comes, will we still be able to find jobs?"

"Didn't I say that? The great era is coming, and we have to contribute. Phew, what kind of contribution is it?"

"You are so naive! We are politicians. Is there anything more useless these days than politicians without political power?"

"Yes, there are no reporters who can come to the scene."

The two elderly people, who were almost 120 years old in total, walked out of the gate of Mao Mansion with arms around each other and crying, humbly like middle-aged and elderly social animals who were laid off before reaching the retirement age but could not receive a pension.

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However, even such a gaffe did not attract the attention of the people around. The "fire brigade", "medical staff" and "police" who came in and out completely ignored these two people in the community's administrative sequence.

You can take pictures of the second and third big shots, just like you are ignoring two stray dogs passing by.

Perhaps they had completely fallen into their own tragic state, and the two old people did not notice at all that on the main island in the distance, a heart-stopping raging fire had erupted at some point.

As a result, the city, as well as the blue sea and sky, were painted with a very unlucky scarlet color.

Firefighters and first responders shuttled back and forth among the scattered corpses and car wreckage, and the sound of sirens added to people's uneasiness.

Therefore, uneasiness will turn into panic, and panic will condense into despair. Despair will make people choose to collapse and wait for death, and it will also make people choose to vent crazily.

Whether it's zero-dollar shopping, murder and arson, or crowding into those luxurious villas and high-rise buildings to insult those high-ranking big shots, it's enough to vent the darkness in people's hearts.
To be continued...