The Future of Work
Chapter 1264:The Future of Work
“Lend, borrow, please let me go!”Manfield squeezed into the crowd and immediately caught the attention of the group of refugees.
“Who is this guy?”Some people look uneasily in front of him, "Even if you can't hold it, you have to wait for the old man to be happy first?"
At first, it was this person who laughed, and he turned his mind sharply, it seems that the other party is the leader of this group of people - it is unlikely to take the woman away in front of a dozen or so, and he has no weapons, and the only opportunity is probably to put down the leader first, and then take people away while he is in a mess.
"I have come to remind you, there has been someone there to inform the black bodyguard, you are not running now, it will be too late."Manfred spread his hands, pretending to be a calm appearance and walked two steps into each other, and at the same time secretly made a look at the woman, hoping that she could understand that she and these bastards were not all the way.However, the latter not only did not make any expression, but slightly overturned his head, showing a look of confusion.
Damn, doesn’t this guy understand his situation?
Why are you so... calm?
“What black-clad guard, isn’t it a patrol?”For the head of the head grinned, "who will they help?"You guys, you must be a kid.”
“Look at him, it’s probably a big family.”
“Isn’t it just like us?”
“Get out of here while the boss isn’t angry—”
There was laughter, and at this moment Manfields began to laugh.He slammed his shoulders hard, hit the chest of the restless ring, and then turned his fist around and knocked the other side to the ground.
It must be said that these bastards are much better to deal with than the two trained attendants of Mai Kinlyna.From the moment he went down, the leader did not even shum.
The crowd nodded.
“Damn, you’re going to die!”
“Save the boss!”
Manfred felt at once several times in his back and legs, but he could not care so much now that he reached out his hand to the woman, “Come with me!”
Something unexpected happened.
The woman did hand over, but not into his palm, but clutching his wrist, and then pulling him into the encirclement.
“Hey, you...” Manfred was trying to ask if he was mistaken, but saw the electric light jumping on the woman.
Wait...the electric light?
Before the return of God, the small electric light suddenly became an electric arc, and the blue light was suddenly blooming, like a long snake rushing up the mix, like a baking string, running through them one by one.In the face of such an incredible sight, the evildoer had almost no resistance, and only a short cry fell to the ground.
“That’s all right.”The woman clapped her hands and said easily.
“Well... are you...” Manfield was stunned.
"Yes, I am a witch."The other admitted their identity very calmly.
But... shouldn’t witches be beautiful, proud, and full of fascination?He looked at the woman carefully for a moment, and the feeling he got and these descriptions were completely inseparable.Appearance is not mentioned, ordinary is a kind of praise; body is also quite thin, if only look at the back, almost no difference with the little girl.
“So... what are they going to do?”Manveld pointed to the ground-based mix.
“I’ll contact the police department to deal with the matter – rest assured, I’ll only use about 10 percent of my strength to make them faint for half an hour at most.”But it is not expected that the mines and the furnace area will let them go so easily, I think it will take at least ten and a half days to come out?"
Manveld found himself unable to keep up with what she had said.
How to listen to her tone, this conflict is all like a planned thing?
“Well, my name is Sharon, can you tell me your name?”The woman’s question interrupted his thoughts.
“That, Manfield...”
“You’re the first person I’ve seen come forward, why?”
"Why," said Manveld, rubbed the kick to the point where he had been kicked, "isn't it taken for granted to prevent sin from happening?"I just didn't think you needed any help."
“For granted?”Sheron brushed his aside, "If everyone thought so, the former coaxers would not all run without a trace now."
"But there will always be people who understand that."In the history books, the nobles were transformed by such people, who brought order to the chaotic world and opened the way among the thorns.
"That's right, someone knows right and wrong."Sheldon laughed, “You’re a migrant who just came to winter, aren’t you?”Do you want to join the police?”
“You mean to be black?”
"Yes, fighting crime, maintaining order, protecting the population is the main responsibility of the police, and I think this work may be suitable for you."And they don't necessarily wear black all the time, for example."
“The tid?”Manfield stood still.
"Well, I must go to the Executive Hall to report that the receptionist is still waiting for you."Sheldon waved his hand and turned to the inner city.
“You know why I didn’t let you go?”
Back on the team, Matt smiled at him.
“What... what’s going on?”Manfield's face was puzzled.
“an effective way to deter crime.”Matt explained as he walked, “The temporary accommodation on the outskirts of the country wasn’t so chaotic, at least when I lived.But since the migration has doubled several times, the level of security has dropped significantly, and of all crimes, violence against vulnerable women is the most prominent – of course, I am not saying that you are wrong, because there are also many displaced people who have moved from all over the castle.Because of the high number of people, it is difficult for the police to take into account, and it is very important that the perpetrators are likely to have caused irreparable harm when they arrive, when they arrive.”
"Isn't it obvious that bringing together a lot of scum, the best of the best places will become stew."Someone muttered, "In my opinion, the king of the castle should not accept these unknown people."
Matt shook his head, “Your majesty wants anyone to be in use—especially in the face of the battle of God’s will.”But the idea did not come from his Majesty, but from the initiative of the witches.For them, doing so would consume both magic, spend space and maintain law and order, without a doubt.
Do you... spend your free time?Manfield couldn't help but pump the corners of his mouth.
“This has also proved to be so effective that any seemingly weak refugee has the potential to launch a deadly counterattack, enough to get rid of the ideas of those who are on a whim.”In addition, the police will never let go of a perpetrator, and repeat offenders will repeatedly consider the cost.With the joint rectification of the two, the security here is much better than at the worst of times.”
“So it is...” Manveld thought.It seemed that the men in black without Winterfell were not at all the same thing as the past patrol, but some of them looked like the knight figure in his mind.
If Sharon hadn’t lied to herself, it might have been an ideal job.
Arriving at the temporary accommodation and assigning the rooms, Matt waved goodbye to them, “I will come back tomorrow to take you through the history and characteristics of Winterfell, which is very helpful for future life and integration in the local area, and you can also ask any questions you can ask.”
Manfield wanted to find out what it was like to be a policeman, but when he spoke, he turned the ghost into another sentence, "When I came, I saw some huge iron birds, I don't know if you are also--"
"Ah, I have seen it, if you have been in the winter for a long time, you know that it is not a rarity."Before he finished, Matt smiled and replied, "The first encounter will be a little shocking, but the habit is good."If you have enough talent, you may be able to fly it into the blue sky."
“What you said... is true?”Manfield jumped heartily.
“Of course, the Central Square is now affixed to the recruitment order of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess – a new round of selection of empty knights.”
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