Joyce ran all the way down to the command room.
Looking back, I glanced at the plaque hanging high in front of the door, the four big words "the whole army through the military".
She laughed coldly, reorganizing the army, governing the armed forces, to Otis such scum?, it was a joke.
Turning around, two shots hit the screws that hang the plaque directly.
"Clang" a loud sound, the plaque fell straight to the ground, falling in half.
The orderlies inside ran out, saw the scene, and shrank back down with a grey nose, and no one dared to speak, let alone stop it.
Everyone let Joyce in and out as if no one else was there.
Joyce flew down the steps.
Luther arrived just in time to see Joyce shoot down the plaque, and he inclined his head and smiled. She was so cute in her anger.
He stepped forward and swept her up to him, "Warned?"
Joyce put away her gun and looked even colder, "I wish I could have shot him, asshole."
Luther said with relief, "It's only a matter of time. It's not the right time yet, when we take him down and get all his incriminating evidence. On that day, he will definitely not end up well."
Joyce looked annoyed.
She understands the reasoning, but when do we have to wait.
She was already in a hurry.
"Go back, it's getting late. Get a good night's rest and see Julia in the morning ." He rubbed the top of her hair.
"Got it." Joyce's face showed a hint of impatience. Taking her for a child to coax?
Luther dragged her to the car and started it.
"Did you take a taxi here?" Joyce glanced at him.
"Well, you took the car, so of course I took a cab over. Waited a while, so I'm late." Luther pulled into the fast lane and sped along.
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