Doomsday Pavilion

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Lieutenant General Ye frowned, bowed his head, and stroked the stubble, like a male lion hiding in the grass and squinting at its prey.

The atmosphere was suddenly heavy and suffocating.

No, no, no, here comes it?

The hand of the moustache of the occurrence committee placed under the table could not help but clenched his fist. Compared to everyone present, he can only be regarded as a civilian, and his combat power is completely negligible.

The quiet drop of needles in the air is audible, and the strings in Mustache's heart are tight, even the sound of subconsciously swallowing saliva in the throat is so loud and ear-piercing.

"Gudong!"

It is comparable to thunder.

"..."

Lieutenant General Ye meditated, and after a full second, he raised his head and said,

"Okay, garrison, agreed."

Waiting to see the beautiful and lively old dean and old Hu almost grabbed a lot of beard.

What, he agreed.....

You surnamed Ye, so stupid that you just agreed to this kind of self-determination?!

It doesn't matter if you agree, what the fucking our scientific research institute will do, our scientific research institute has to be torn off even the last bit of skin, the three originally level institutions are so easy to disappear?

You group of GRs must be angry in advance, and want to play our research institute as fools?

"The Research Institute rejected it unanimously!"

"Oh."

General Ye returned somehow,

And Mo Hongniang simply took out the small mirror and put on the makeup extremely elegantly, the red lips reflected a bright and extremely bright color on the mirror surface.

"Then it's settled?"

"The cost of the garrison will be borne by the production commission for one-third...this year's tax revenue will surely be three times that of the garrison control.

The old dean shivered with anger and pointed at Mo Hongniang and General Ye.

"You, you, are embarrassed! A nest of snakes and rats!"

"Mayor Sikong, I want you to comment on this reason!"

Lin Chou was taken aback, Sikong...Mayor?

Mingguang has the post of mayor since then?

Sikong Yu reluctantly put down the brine peanuts,

"I agree with the proposal of the Defense Army and the Development Committee with my hands and feet."

The old dean covered his chest with his hands, he was about to have a heart attack.

"Ah, I haven't finished talking yet, but the establishment of the research institute cannot be cancelled."

Just as the old dean was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was stepped on a foot by Lao Hu, and it hurt him so much

"That's not okay, absolutely not! Research institutes have to govern management, and..."

Management power, bah, the research institute can't wait to throw that thing behind the hill.

The scientific research institute can't even toss about what it wants. How can there be any careless attention to it, and it is not beautiful to save the manpower and send it to collect research materials?

However, no, once this authority is lost, then one-third of the tax distribution of the base city will be wiped out?

Where do outsiders know how poor the research institute is!

The research institutes are so poor that the cheapest beakers and test tubes for experiments can only be cleaned and reused. Damn it, do you know that there will be a 0.000125% more chance of reaction failure?

The research institute is so poor that it can only rely on the deduction of wages and extortion commissions and the garrison to sustain its normal operation.

Does this still make sense?what?!

The research institute is miserable, too miserable.

"We are already so miserable, do you want to deprive us of our only income?" The one-hundred-year-old dean cried loudly with a snot and tears.

This kind of scene, tut.

General Ye pinched his brows to eat his own food and drink his own, but his eyes floated in the direction of Shanwei from time to time:

Here, this is what you are good at, come here.

Mo Hongniang chuckled,

"The scientific research institute has indeed made a lot of contributions to the base city for more than 100 years, but now, the situation is different... from rigid war needs to war needs and civilian needs, the research institutes research things in our It seems that we have entered a dead end and it is far from practical....Old dean, do you know how much the scientific research institute's financial expenses dropped last year?"

"..."

The old dean is a bit at a loss, he has always just entered and never left.

Mo Hongniang stretched out a finger,

"Half, half of all Mingguang's income has been eaten up by the research institute, and what did the research institute produce?"

"Well, by the way, the only profitable creation in the research institute in the past sixty years, the explorer is still the discoverer, that is the little thing."

The old dean didn’t want her to go on, so he started to play tricks.

"Sikong Yu said that he supports us, then we will be tied, and we will discuss this issue next time!"

Sikong Yu wryly smiled,

"I...."

Before finishing talking, the seven people on the other side of the committee "hula" stood up,

"Beat them!!"

Si Kongyu patted his forehead.

"really....."

General Ye Jerlang knocked his leg on the table, spit out the peanut shell in his mouth, his eyes lit up.

"Fuck you, don't you know how to count, there are only six of them, why do you go up to seven?"

"Uh... isn't it seven votes?"

Seven votes are seven votes, but there must be seven people!

The leader of the evolution is a strong man who is more than two meters tall and has a muscle egg on his arm that is the size of a normal human head.

He spat impatiently and pointed to the back.

"Stupid pig, kick the youngest one back!"

The shortest man was dumbfounded,

"Fuck, the evolutionary doesn't judge strength based on body type...you are discrimination..."

"Ding!"

There was a loud noise, and the protest disappeared.

The generation committee headed by the strong man is gearing up to be unkind, and the research institute is not to be outdone. Six evolutionaries in the uniform of the starry sky and thorns have also walked out.

The strong man hooked his fingers,

"bring it on!"

This is Chi Guoguo's provocation. What happened to your commissioners, can you discriminate against our research institute?

Although we are few, we are all elites!

The old dean whispered, "Or, forget it, I see this..."

Old Hu smiled bitterly,

"It's all about this time, how can we fight."

"boom!"

The twelve evolutionists collided in an instant, the light of the origin bloomed and swayed like fireworks, and the sky and the ground were full of scorching brilliance.

General Ye patted Lin Chou on the shoulder.

"Well, look carefully, this is a reserved item."

Lin Chou knew why these people refused to enter the house. Obviously, they couldn't use it.

However, you, the three major powers, used this...method to resolve the conflicts that determined Mingguang's various major issues and minor emotions?

General Ye,

"A big fist is the last word. If you can solve the problem with just your mouth, what do you need to do?"

It seems, it makes sense, huh?

There are very few opportunities for Tier 5 evolutionists to fight each other. Perhaps with the thought of taking the opportunity to communicate or even break through, the collision of more than a dozen Tier 5 powerhouses really shakes mountains and rocks.

Even the pitcher plant fences, who are not afraid of the sky except for the hairy ball and cattle, who want to take a bite when they are rolling, have shrunk their leaves and began to tremble.