Chapter 1015

The city of godram went through another clean-up, and the Syrians, who had stabilized the war situation, soon ushered in their familiar process and eliminated an unstable city in the occupied area.

As the son of the general, Li Yanlong was the next governor of the 13th District of Yingzhou. Although he had not eaten pork, he had seen how pigs run since he was a child.

He is too familiar with this routine. First, he pacifies the people, then controls the real power figures in the city, conducts large-scale search, reports with prizes, supervises each other, and takes the street as the unit to carry out the sit down.

Even the female warrior Vitoria began to look at Li Yanlong in a different way. He had a cold face to deal with the Corruptors, and his manner was very similar to that of his general's father.

Even Fan Li, the assassin, could not lift a heavy weight as lightly as Li Yanlong did. Fan Li firmly opposed some temporary laws and regulations that were obviously unreasonable.

For example, if a corrupt person is found to have committed corruption, he will resolutely refuse to accept the punishment of failing to report the truth in the whole street.

"We are dealing with rebellious cities. They stand opposite to us at the most critical moment. You have to understand that efficiency and speed and deterrence are more important than fairness and justice." Li Yanlong didn't even have time to clean up his armor. He was covered with pieces: "the lost popular support and support rate can be made up in the next few years. If one generation can't do it, there will be two generations. But once we miss a real enemy, there may be no next generation in this city."

Because chaos will slowly corrupt the city from the bottom, just like Antony harbor, but Li Yanlong's experience is entirely from reality.

When Yingzhou was just surrendered, the new China military's policy was generally the first rebellion and suppression, and the second rebellion was under military control. If there was a third time, it would prove that this city was the basic place for the breeding of rebels, and it was directly erased.

It's hard to believe that most of the Yingzhou people's hearts were directed towards the local new Chinese governors, because those governors were really trying their best to prevent the occurrence of the great tragedy and keep their position under their buttocks.

A governor who has failed three times in a row has been identified as a loser, and he will never have a chance to find his own place in a similar position.

"He's right. I will never allow anything related to chaos to appear again in the city!" Miss Elizabeth clenched her teeth and supported Li Yanlong. Miss Fox had heard some news about Anthony harbor and had nightmares for a long time.

She would rather be a mascot Lord with no real power from now on, nor would she accept that godram would become a city full of tentacles and rotten flesh.

, "you are the Lord, you has the final say." Fan Li, the assassin, felt that he was a bit redundant. He was a policeman, and his values were totally different from those of the second generation of the army. One of them was in China all the year round, facing all the citizens of new China. He had to smile and serve everyone, while the other was in the occupied area. He looked at all the people who were not good-looking and who were beaten.

Hemingway, a demon hunter, returns to godram with blood, where he finds a strange sense of belonging.

In the old world, the demon hunters walking in the world were like pestilence, and no one wanted to communicate with them. Even the nobles and lords sheltered by demon hunters kept a distance from them as much as possible.

Because they always bring bad news: "I'm sorry, Lord, I found some bad news in your territory. It may be chaos."

This kind of words can make a poor Lord have a nightmare, because the result may be that a village disappears completely, people and animals die, and sometimes the land can't be used again.

"That's right, Lord. You can't move people, plant or graze in the future. You have to be responsible not to let anyone get close to it and completely seal it off." A demon hunter said, "this is a certificate from kelmohan that you can buy holy water at a low price in the church and use it to block it. Well, you say the deadline? It's almost 80 years. In 80 years, I'll come back and have a look at the situation. If the pollution of the land has been removed, your grandson should be able to reuse the land. "

"What? You have no offspring? Then I'll come back in 80 years to see who is in charge of the land and let him know. " Of course, if the demon hunter who said that had not died in a corner after 80 years, he would have come back to inspect the land. If the pollution had disappeared, he would have told an unknown Lord that the forbidden area could be used again with a contract that could be called an antique.

Why is the reputation of demon hunters bad? On the one hand, most of the work they deal with is dirty work, and it is difficult to identify the chaotic worshippers hidden in human civilization, such as an innocent looking child or a charming woman. Therefore, in the eyes of many people, demon hunters are cold-blooded and merciless executioners.

On the other hand, their life is very long. After the first hundred years, most of the demon hunters lost their interest in making friends with human beings again, and gradually became silent in the process of chivalry and justice. They would rather be misunderstood than explain more.

However, in the far south, no one will misunderstand him. Every soldier Hemingway passed by looked at him with respect and kindness. Most of them were too tired to lift their hands. However, these people saw the man in exquisite leather armour killed into the black forest against the tide of chaos.In the far south, the threat of chaos is no secret. Most people who live to this day understand that their lives are under threat. Of course, they are not aware of the difference between this threat and other threats.

After all, Yuannan people were threatened by green skin and Warcraft every day before, and their hard life gave them perseverance.

Hemingway has not met such friendly eyes for many years. He can't help sitting in the open space behind the parapet. The previous battle also consumed his physical strength. Although he didn't reach the point of being unable to walk, he just wanted to sit here.

The soldiers on both sides moved their buttocks lazily, made room for him, and handed over a leather wine pot: "good wine from masters cyris can relieve fatigue."

With a long lost smile, Hemingway reached for it and took out a delicate small wine pot from his arms: "dwarf liquor, the good wine of my hometown, change to try it?"

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