"I see you are getting used to it, right?!"

His eyes are like knives.

"Now everyone is working hard and risking their lives to protect this city!"

"You don't want to take any risks?"

"Don't Zhu Xiao and the others have no risk at all on the wall? If the zombie wave rushes in, they will be the first to die!"

"If we can't stop the zombie wave, we will all die!"

"Lao Ma, what you just said made me very unhappy!"

The third uncle snorted coldly:

"Remember, the people who extract oil are not without such talents at the headquarters base."

"If you don't do it, don't do it again and leave Oil City!"

After saying that, the third uncle stopped looking at him and walked toward the door without looking back.

"Minister, minister, minister, I..."

Marseille trotted all the way to his third uncle and said with a pale face:

"Minister, I, I, I was wrong."

"Do you really know that you are wrong?" Third Uncle looked at him coldly.

"I really know I was wrong!"

The third uncle stared at him for a while and then said:

"Do you know what kind of environment the survivors outside live in?"

"You guys have food, hot water, and heaters to dry the clothes in your room!"

"Can you fight on the front line? Can you use artillery? You can extract oil!"

"Now are you telling me that you are afraid of risks?"

"You really know that you are wrong. Later you and the workers will go to the trading market wall and guard it for me 24 hours a day!"

"If you don't want to go, you won't want to go in this life!"

"Step aside!"

Marseille was trembling all over, and he knelt on the ground in despair.

This was so bad that the minister was angry.

Kneeling on the ground, he reflected for a while, then drew his bow from left to right and slapped his face twice.

"What an idiot I am!"

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Chapter completed!