Thunderstorm Asthma? I’ll Just Drain the National Power Grid!

122: Instant change of expression! You little rascal, you’re my lucky charm!Jiangcheng, Dragon Shield Bureau branch.

The transport plane slowly landed on the tarmac.

The cabin door opened.

Lin Yuan stretched, the first to step out.

He took a breath.

”Ah...”

”The air back home still smells the best.”

”A scent of... poverty.”

Su Wanqing, following behind, paused and silently moved two steps further away from him.

The two walked one after another towards the office building.

Along the way, all Dragon Shield Bureau members who saw them stopped and saluted.

Their gazes were extremely complex.

There was awe, curiosity, but more than that... fear.

Lin Yuan walked with his hands behind his back, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

Just as they rounded a corner.

A hushed, slightly teasing voice came from the side.

”See? That’s him.”

”The Supervising Officer with the shortest tenure in our Dragon Shield Bureau’s history.”

”He came back less than half a month after taking office.”

Lin Yuan’s steps paused, and his eyebrows twitched.

Oh, really?

Someone’s talking about how handsome I am behind my back?

He was about to lean in to listen.

Another voice immediately reprimanded.

”What the hell do you know! Shut up!”

”Shortest tenure? Do you know what he did in that half month?!”

The voice dropped even lower, but the excitement in his tone couldn’t be hidden.

”Alone, single-handedly, he turned the Qin Family upside down!”

”He pressed the B-rank Expert captain of the Kunlun Branch Bureau to the ground and beat him into a pig’s head!”

”Alone, he cleared out monsters from the Abyss of Suppressing Prison that hadn’t been dealt with for decades!”

”Now, on the streets, they’ve given him a new nickname!”

”What?” The first voice trembled.

”Tyrant!”

”A C-rank, yet a Tyrant with god-like power!”

Lin Yuan stood still, the smile on his lips growing wider.

Tyrant?

That’s good!

I like that!

It sounds much more exciting than that ”short-circuit hero”!

His vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment.

He cleared his throat and walked out from the corner with an arrogant stride.

The two members who were talking saw him, and their faces instantly turned pale.

”Supervisor Lin... Supervisor Lin!”

”Call me Tyrant.” Lin Yuan gave them a kind smile.

The two of them went weak in the knees, almost kneeling directly.

Lin Yuan left content, leaving two figures disheveled in the wind.

Su Wanqing witnessed all of this and silently quickened her pace.

She didn’t want to walk with this embarrassing guy... Zhou Weiguo’s office.

The door was open.

Lin Yuan swaggered in.

”Old Zhou, I’m back!”

Zhou Weiguo was sitting behind his desk, holding that perpetually unchanged cup of goji berry tea.

He lifted his eyelids, glanced at Lin Yuan, then at Su Wanqing behind him.

Then, he put down his teacup and slowly stood up.

On his face, he forced a meaningful smile.

”Oh, my.”

”Isn’t this the great hero of our Jiangcheng Branch Bureau, who pacified the Qin Family rebellion and awed the Kunlun Branch Bureau...”

Zhou Weiguo drew out his words.

”Has Lord Tyrant returned?”

Lin Yuan grinned, not at all polite, and directly pulled out a chair to sit down.

”Cut the pleasantries.”

He rubbed his hands, looking expectant.

”Where are my commendations? My contribution points? My mental damage compensation? Hurry up, don’t dilly-dally.”

Su Wanqing: ”...”

The smile on Zhou Weiguo’s face froze.

The next second.

He slammed the table!

”Bang!”

The entire table shook.

”Lin Yuan!”

Zhou Weiguo’s voice became extremely stern, filled with the pressure of a superior!

”How dare you!”

He pointed at Lin Yuan’s nose and sternly rebuked.

”Who gave you the authority to strike such a heavy blow against a colleague from the Kunlun Branch Bureau?!”

”That was Wei Zheng! He’s an elite captain of the Kunlun Branch Bureau! He’s a B-rank Expert!”

”You severely injured him, this is a serious disciplinary offense! Do you know how much trouble this will bring to the bureau?!”

”You are undermining the unity within our Dragon Shield Bureau!”

Zhou Weiguo’s spit was almost spraying on Lin Yuan’s face.

Lin Yuan was dumbfounded.

What the hell?

This old fox changes his face faster than flipping a book?

He subconsciously wanted to retort.

This whole thing was started by that old man Wei Zheng! He was the one who tried to steal credit and even tried to make a move first!

However.

Before he could even speak.

Zhou Weiguo’s expression changed again.

That face, full of anger, transformed into ecstasy like a Sichuan opera face-changer!

He walked around the desk, grabbed Lin Yuan’s shoulder, and shook him hard.

”Well done!”

Zhou Weiguo’s voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement!

”You fought well! It was so damn satisfying!”

Lin Yuan: ”???”

Su Wanqing’s eyelid twitched.

”Old Zhou, you...”

”You don’t know.” Zhou Weiguo lowered his voice, a hint of satisfaction on his face.

”Our Jiangcheng Branch Bureau, this small place, has always been looked down upon by those arrogant guys from Kunlun.”

”Especially that Wei Zheng, relying on his B-rank, he hasn’t caused us any less trouble or stolen any less credit!”

”Last time, when dealing with a ’Black Tide’ incident at the border, it was clearly our people who discovered it first, but he brought his team and stole all the credit! He even turned around and accused us of slow action!”

The more Zhou Weiguo spoke, the angrier he got, but the brighter his smile became.

”That beating you gave them, it released all the pent-up frustration our Jiangcheng Branch Bureau has endured these past few years!”

”Now Kunlun over there doesn’t dare to utter a single peep! When Kunlun Headquarters called to inquire, I blocked them all!”

”Hahahahaha!”

Zhou Weiguo patted Lin Yuan’s shoulder, laughing heartily.

”You rascal, you truly are my lucky general!”

Lin Yuan looked at this old fox, speechless in his heart.

So, I’ve become your thug for factional infighting?

But... this feeling, it’s quite satisfying.

Zhou Weiguo laughed for a good while before finally stopping.

The smile on his face slowly receded, becoming serious again.

He sat back in his seat, hands clasped on the desk.

His cloudy eyes looked at Lin Yuan.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly switched from a celebration to a pre-war meeting.

”Alright, that’s enough small talk.”

Zhou Weiguo’s voice deepened.

”As for the information you brought... regarding the Apocalypse Society.”