Rise of the Wasteland

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Mexico City, National Palace, Hall of Parliament.

Early in the morning, the Presidential Guard sent a car to pull ‘Governor Alfonso’ from the State Guest House. It is said that a weekly government work meeting is to be held on the same day. Those who can participate in this meeting are all important government officials with heavy responsibility, and non-real people are not allowed to attend.

"I'd rather you let me sleep more. I don't want to get up early to have a broken meeting." The governor complained along the way.

‘Alfonso’ originally wanted to experience the taste of a Mexican girl last night, but he did n’t say a bunch of breaking things, the old housekeeper stopped his absurdity on the grounds that he could n’t find a suitable girl.

‘Governor Alfonso’ was worrying about whether he would stay in Mexico City, only to get up and be drawn to the parliament hall.

At this moment there are no less than a hundred people sitting in the hall, all of whom are members of the current Diego government. Among them, the Diego family accounts for more than one third.

The stronger the clan power, the weaker the country. ‘Governor Alfonso’ is a pity for the current Mexican people. It ’s been a lifetime of mold for such a group of parasites.

The zombie president presided over the meeting and glanced at the lazy ‘Alfonso’. And "Alfonso" took two entourages casually to find an empty seat to sit down, and immediately found that a group of government officials who were sitting next to themselves immediately moved away and avoided the old.

"As for ..., what are you afraid of?" 'Alfonso' made a squeak, drawing everyone's attention in the entire parliament hall-everyone was holding their breath, even if they were talking very quietly, only him I have a loud voice.

‘Afonso’ glanced at it, and almost no one dared to look at him. The few who stared at him were all Suzano's irons in the family, all of them with ridiculous taunts.

After glances are over, it is very disturbing to change people. However, Alfonso was used to it. He suddenly turned to look at the zombie president sitting in the lobby, and said in a stunned tone: "No wonder you want to push me to be a gunman. It turns out you want to control Staying. "

In the first words, there was a dead silence in the magnificent hall, and all those who were still whispering shut up. People looked at the skeleton-like zombie in the center one by one, and even some of the **** irons in Suzano changed color, and they scolded ‘Alfonso’ for talking nonsense.

The last layer of window paper was ruthlessly exposed by ‘Alfonso’, leaving the already conflicting Zombie President and the Suzano faction to face each other ’s embarrassment directly. This situation does not even know how to deal with the calm and ruthless President?

The dead silence lasted for a long time, and was finally broken by a heavy footstep. Suzano, who hugged and hugged, strode into the parliament hall. His appearance caused more than a hundred people in parliament to stand up, only to see that his power was higher than that of the president.

"Hahaha ... let's sit down, sit down." Suzano's stance of a good old man pressed his palms to let everyone sit down. He glanced for himself and found that only one person, except the zombie president, was sitting still, not meaning to stand up in the slightest.

"Ah ... my dear Alfonso, did you sleep well last night?" Suzano ignored the others and walked to his cheap ‘nephew’ with a smile.

"Not so good. I feel lonely without a passionate Mexican girl." "Alfonso" shrugged and said that he was distressed.

Suzano also took a serious look. "The young man really should be accompanied by a few girls. If you can't find what you like, I can send you a few."

But ‘Alfonso’ shook his head, “Sorry, I do n’t want you to play.”

Suzano was not upset and continued to laugh: "Rest assured, I'm your uncle, and I'll definitely pick the best for you."

"Really? I want ten."

"Don't say ten, a hundred."

The two were really enthusiastic about the relatives, but Suzano said with a smile on his face, "But my gift was from Governor Merida."

"I'm the governor of Merida!" ‘Alfonso’ looked naive, “Give me the gift.”

Hum ... Suzano laughed for a while. He turned to the others in the parliament hall and said: "I just received the information yesterday and the situation in Merida is very unoptimistic.

The MoJie personnel have infiltrated this city, which is vital to us. The city is full of rebels, traitors and dissidents.

I have ordered the third regiment of the first division to drive into Merida for remediation. At the same time, I hope that the Governor of Alfonso can be dismissed because of his ... inability. "

Suzano proudly looked around the entire hall and enjoyed everyone's attention to power and glory. And more than a hundred government officials in the hall all looked at him, and many were whispering.

Suzano is the government's defense minister, controlling the army and various violent agencies. He said that a force had entered Merida, which meant that a transfer of power had been completed. Yesterday, ‘Alfonso’, which had a lot of beauty, was no longer the governor.

Easily dismissing a local power position and place, this is really Suzano's power.

After enjoying enough people's admiration and fear of adulteration, Suzano finally turned his head to look at the zombie president in the top of the hall. He pretended to be humble, "Sir President, can we hold a vote to determine this?"

The fait accompli is in sight, and it is futile not to acknowledge it.

The zombie president in a gray robe twisted his head and looked at 'Alfonso' in front of him, and said hoarsely: '' Alfonso ', this is the price you paid for your willfulness. If you promise me You won't get stuck in this situation. Now ... what can you say? "

Useless pawns are immediately discarded. This is a zombie that abandons human emotions. The words of His Excellency the President have raised a bit of ridicule in the hearts of many people. This parliament hall is a group of garbage with a tendency to be inflamed. The favorite thing to watch is that someone is unlucky.

‘Alfonso’ seems very speechless, sad, and sad, anyway, his face is not very good-looking. He yawned and said lazily: "I knew it would be such a **** to have been called to a meeting. I might as well sleep in the bedroom.

What i want to say I have nothing to say. It's just that you all want to see me unlucky, I have to post a message. My men told me an hour ago that the security forces in Merida had seized a guy named Kulick.

It's so outrageous that even catching a trifle chief is going to bother me. I told my men to open trials and public executions, and everything went according to law. This kind of thing will be done in the future ~ www.readwn.com ~ Alfonso ’After finishing talking, he stood up and went out. He carried his hand back and waved to the people in the parliament hall and said, "Isn't it just the title of governor? It's not proper if it's improper. I don't care."

The protagonist of the incident actually left like this!

There was a quiet moment in the conference hall. The Bailai people looked at each other, and they didn't figure out what was going on at half past one. It took a while for someone to wonder, and whispered, "The leader of the Third Division of the First Division seems to be Kulick, the boss of Susano."

"Really? Alfonso's people caught Kulick? Impossible!"

"A regiment failed to win Merida? It seemed to be overnight, and it reversed so quickly?"

There was much discussion in the parliament hall again, this time with much louder voice. The eyes of everyone were secretly looking at Suzano standing in the middle of the hall with different expressions.

This situation made Suzano even scratch his head, but the discussion on the spot made him uncomfortable. He turned with a dark face and yelled at his opponent: "Contact the Merida frontline. I want to know what's going on?"

His men quickly walked away and ran back with a sweat after a full half an hour. He lowered his voice and said in Suzano's ears, "We can't contact the third group, and the first division on the Yucatán front line also contacted. Not a third group. We don't know anything about what happened in Merida. "

Suzano's expression looked like a ghost, his eyes glared, and he was furious, "I have more than a thousand people in my group, can't all be contacted?"

It was loud, everyone heard it in the parliament hall. These people seemed to be poked at the G point, and all of them intensified the argument in shock. Even those **** subordinates of Suzano felt incredible-is this a regiment finished? The leader was arrested?

This is really a meat bun hitting a dog.