Son of the Tower

Chapter 292

The deputy mayor came and went quickly before, but the wind and clouds left without taking a cloud, but when he came again, it was obvious that his forehead was sweaty, and he would claim the compensation for everything he came to Mars. Take the letter away.

"Why?" Mars asked without letting go.

"Miscalculation, Your Excellency, it is really a miscalculation." Mr. Deputy Mayor did not know where the strength came from, but he was able to start arguing with Mars about this letter.

"But I asked someone to do the calculation, and you are right." Mars blinked his big eyes that day.

"It's really wrong. We didn't calculate the depreciation cost. Many citizens said that they don't need compensation for the tower, and many departments also said that they don't need compensation. The city government has just decided that you don't need to pay compensation for all public utilities. , let’s find a lawyer and talk to the military.” The deputy mayor was about to cry.

Seeing that the fat bird is also working hard, Mars let go of his hand: "Then thank you and the general public, why don't you go back and change the amount."

The deputy mayor turned his head away with a grunt, without any nostalgia.

"What is a public opinion storm, that's about it." Meng Zou looked at the tablet in his hand and sighed.

Mars glanced at the contents of the screen on the tablet in his hand, and saw that the news platform was full of popular searches by citizens against the deputy mayor.

"Did you buy the hot search?" Mars had heard about this kind of operation, so he asked.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who takes advantage of me?" Meng Zou asked back.

Then the kid cleared his throat, and spoke his lines in an old man's smoky voice: "Listen, Mr. Jian, the big administrator of Tainan Weibo, I don't know what you are thinking, if you want to buy hot searched Money, I'm sorry I don't have any, all I have are some very specific tricks that I've learned over a long working life that are more than enough to make your nightmares for this guy, if you give up your damn big Algorithms control the trending charts, then that's the end of the matter, I'm not looking for you, I'm not going after you, but if you put money above your life, then I'll come with my brother Find you, I will find you, and then we will kill you and everyone present."

"Wow, isn't this the line from the hottest remake of the movie Taken recently?" Song Guo, as a movie expert, immediately wowed.

"Is it okay to make such a threat?" Tsubaki was a little puzzled.

"I think it's pretty good. Some people want money but don't want to die. Meng Zou has done a good job and made them understand the meaning of life again." Speaking of this, Nie suddenly tilted his head: "Why is there a data stream on your platform? .”

"Fuck, this bitch is about to rebel! He asked someone to hack my firewall! I want him to know how many eyes Lord Ma has!" Meng Zou took out his data helmet from his waist bag and put it on his head After a while, he reported an address to Mars: "District 35, No. 1822, Old Man Lin Avenue, Room 1526."

"You can't really kill people." Mars put his hands on his hips.

"The hot search has been withdrawn, and now the top of the list is Gaota's frenzied use of pulse bombs to destroy a large number of citizens' electronic objects. The chief of Gaota is mentally retarded." Meng Zou added.

"I'll go now, kill the hacker and hang Mr. Jian on the street lamp." Mars shot up into the sky after finishing speaking: "Nie! You take care of the tower! It is necessary to pull the door for me and I will come back and continue to kill!"

Oh shit, if you don't want to live, Grandpa Gaota will fulfill you!
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The old director looked at the screen in the hall of the air traffic control center that lit up again and heaved a sigh of relief—the young people nowadays are really amazing. They even repaired a lot of electronic devices and restarted the air traffic control center that was originally dead. stand up.

Although only seven of the 21 small screens were lit, at least the three large screens were all lit.

"Boss, we really can't do anything else. The other display panels have to be brought by the people from the manufacturer." The young deputy director came out from the sandwich wall with his toolbox.

"Thanks for your hard work." As soon as the old director finished speaking, everyone present heard the siren.

And then in the remaining working screens, the tower's new legend is flying.

"The speed is more than 230 kilometers... It's really amazing to have so much psionic energy." Some people are jealous.

"It's really a big cow. If I can fly like this, I will take my wife to the sky." This is someone's daydream.

The old director picked up his mobile phone and threw the ruined e-waste on the ground.

It's going to rain, the mother is going to get married, and the child in the tower is going to beat someone, so let him do it.

With this thought in mind, the old director stretched out his hand and took the hand-brewed tea from the little sheep girl in his home.

It's too extravagant. When the tea maker was still useful, the old director who had never enjoyed manual service sighed so much.

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District 35 is an old industrial area. Later, the industrial area was remodeled. There are many unemployed people in District 35. Many of them moved to the newly recovered provinces in the west. Therefore, there are relatively few people in District 35, and Mars can freely go to the fields.

As for the citizens on the side of the road taking pictures of Mars with their mobile phones... It is not easy for everyone to make money, and Mars has never thought of stopping them from making money.

As for No. 1822, Old Man Lin Avenue...Old Man Lin is a person's name, and even more a title, because the age is too long. The soldier surnamed Lin completed an operation to save the Legion when he was 75 years old, so it is his hometown. Well, the Thirty District changed the name of such an avenue.

Also embarrassing, but very realistic, the hero has no name.

Pushing open the door of the apartment, he glanced at the dark-skinned apartment administrator sitting behind the counter, the latter was silent for a while looking at the tower uniform on Mars, and then immediately raised his hand: "I'm not a criminal! "

"I didn't say to arrest you, take it." Mars took out two 50-yuan notes and handed them to the administrator: "Help me stop the elevator."

"No problem, sir. I've also lowered the fire wall of the escape stairs." Hearing that he could watch fellow daoists appreciate both tastes and tastes, this man became happy all of a sudden.

Mars nodded, and flew out to the window of room 1526 on the fifteenth floor.

The window was sealed with bricks, but it was not difficult for Mars. With a wave of his hand, the whole brick wall disappeared, and Mars did not enter the room—the whole room was full of various instant noodle buckets and garbage bags. There was a deadly smell in the air.

However, Mr. Hacker, who was lying on the life support chair, could see everything at a glance.

You see, some people just like to reveal their secrets unreservedly in a private environment-such as installing two electronic cows for themselves.

Mars psychic palm pulled this guy in front of him.

Detached from the data helmet, this guy finally screamed in hindsight, Mars shook his head, and threw him out-don't worry, the artificial lake that landed 20 kilometers, the lake is [-] meters deep , equipped with an omnic lifeguard—after all, there are some things that require his mouth to play a role.

Then the new question is how to find Mr. Jian.

(End of this chapter)