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Civilization Rescue Team (9)

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    Will Jones, the former European intelligence dealer and now the director of the Employment Guidance Center, keenly sensed the unrest in the air.

    Although there is still a peaceful atmosphere now, under the peaceful surface is a dark tide of swords, lights, swords and shadows.

    In human terms, Jones' death-defying radar has detected a major event that may be life-threatening!

    As an excellent intelligence dealer, Jones can do whatever he can, he is the number one in fear of death, in order to save his life, he is no longer the three cunning rabbits, he is completely the three hundred cunning rabbits!  If it wasn't for the unlucky encounter with the devil, he must still be out there now!

    He circled the room with his hands behind his back, thinking about where the danger came from.

    Is it a war waged by other countries against Louis?  But what does this have to do with him?  Hasn't the Holy See decided to dispatch the Heresy Trial Bureau to try the initiators of the war?

    Of course, this information is still kept secret, and it stands to reason that Jones should not understand the language used by the indigenous people here.

    However, Jones is also a four-sided spy for Britain, France, Belgium and Germany at the same time. If he can't even detect this information, he will be a dog.  The language here is not very complicated for Jones. It took him almost a month to master the language, but he didn't show it on the surface.

    So he also understands that this is not hell in the traditional sense, the devil just habitually calls his territory in the world hell.  At present, only the Louis Empire in this continent has been included in the territory of the devil, but Jones believes that it will not be long before the entire continent will become the territory of the devil.  At that time, the world will be hell.

    Since it had nothing to do with the recent war, Jones began to consider other aspects.

    Could it be that he has been slacking off at work recently, and the devil doesn't like him?

    Probably not, he has been working hard lately, and through his hard work, he has finally established the concept of professional equality for countless bigwigs, and let them deeply understand what is called three hundred and sixty lines, and the best in every line of work.

    Jones' achievements during this period include but are not limited to successfully changing the Mexican drug lord to raise pigs, the godfather of the Italian mafia to herd cattle, the leader of the Russian 3K Klan to feed chickens, and the leader of an African terrorist organization to drive tractors

    At the work summary meeting a few days ago, His Majesty the Demon King specially named him to praise him, and awarded him the honorable title of "Top Ten Employees"!

    When Jones was puzzled, Lawrence pushed open the door of the office and walked in swaggeringly.

    Jones frowned and scolded, "Why didn't you knock when you came in? Did I let you in?"

    Lawrence snorted coldly, glared at the pretentious old dog, and said coldly: "His Majesty the Demon King has issued a new mission."

    "Let me lead the team to attack those countries that have rebelled."

    Jones' eyes darkened, and he finally understood where this sense of crisis came from.

    He was lucky, "Didn't you say that the Inquisition Bureau will be the striker?"

    Lawrence pointed at him with a blank expression, and then pointed at himself, "From today on, you are the deputy director of the Bureau of Inquisition of Heresy, and I am the regular director, and you are in my charge."

    Jones turned pale with shock, and still made the last struggle, "I'm very busy, and the employment guidance center can't do without me."

    Lawrence sneered, and ruthlessly tore up his last hope, "His Majesty the Demon King believes that with your ability to receive the salary of four national intelligence agencies at the same time without overturning, you can be the director of the employment guidance center and part-time as a heretic judge at the same time."  Deputy Director of the Bureau."

    Jones: Sure enough, the devil and the black-hearted capitalist are the same!

    Up to now, it seems that he has no way out and has no choice but to accept his fate.

    He sighed, restored the professionalism that an intelligence dealer should have, and asked seriously: "How many soldiers do we have?"

    Lawrence's indifferent face: "222 people."

    Jones stared wide-eyed, almost doubting his own ears, "Do you know how many people there are on the other side? A few of them must have tens of thousands of people! Aren't we more than two hundred people going up to die?"

    "Oh, I forgot to count the thousand pigs raised by Francisco, the thousands of chickens raised by the Russians, and the two hundred-odd cows raised by the Italians." Lawrence said a cold joke in a serious way: "Think of it this way."  Think, we still have quite a lot of soldiers."

    Jones was thoughtful, "There seems to be such a battle in ancient times, where bulls and pigs were used to charge and break the opponent's formation."

    Lawrence looked at him with a blank face, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "You are thinking about farts. These beasts are our property that we spent money on to give to His Majesty, and they are much more valuable than us in his eyes. I was just now  ??The excavator rushed out in a mighty way, and the tumbling dust wave caused Jones to make a heart-piercing cough.

    He wiped the tears coughed up from the corners of his eyes. The old god was sitting on the tractor, not worried about the "magician" in the other party's mouth.

    If he is not mistaken, the opponent's magician must have been captured by His Majesty the Demon King long ago.

    Without the magician, who else can stop their excavator brigade?  Who else?  !  ¡¾Hen Flying.jpg¡¿

    Sitting on the tractor, Jones felt proud and fearless.

    With the excavator in hand, I have the world!

    Lewis Empire.

    Le Jing sat lazily on the throne, and a dozen or so magicians were tied up below, and they were being watched by the civil and military ministers headed by the king.

    These dozens of magicians were tied up by Le Jing on the battlefield ten minutes ago. Without the help of these magicians, the outcome of the war would not be suspenseful at all.

    Le Jing tapped the handle with his index finger, thinking about how to arrange these dozen magicians.

    He humbly asked: "What specialties do you all have?"

    "Go to hell, Demon King! We will not surrender to you!"

    "If you dare, you will kill us!"

    "Our army will definitely smash the Louis Empire and avenge us!"

    "You are so energetic what should I ask you to do? Let me think about it ah, yes." The black-haired boy on the throne tilted his head, his eyes were bright, and he said with a smile: "Go and plant trees.  "

    "One hundred thousand trees per person, I can let you go after planting. How about it, is it an easy task to complete?"

    Demon King crossed his long legs, leaned on the back of the chair, and showed a subtle smile, "After all, I'm not a devil."

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