Zolo, who had a scruffy beard and a vicissitudes of life, was surprised: "You seem to be very confident that you can handle the ghost hand." ”

Wren shook the red wine in the goblet in his palm, and said coldly: "Marcelo has made a lot of complaints, I don't know how many people want to tear him alive."

But after all, he is the leader of the underworld on the plains, and over the years, he has accumulated a lot of power, and ordinary people are still a little afraid to do it. ”

The strange man Zolo raised his eyebrows, he tried to incite everyone, but the effect was not good, there were many bystanders, and few responders.

Because most people are oppressed, not thinking about resisting themselves, but hoping that others will stand up and uphold justice for them, and they are watching.

"And what are you going to do?" Zolo touched the mustache on his chin and asked.

His feud with Marcelo is also very simple, the Skeletons have recently robbed some of his merchant friends, and several dart cowboys have been killed, and they have a close friendship with him.

"To gather the rabble, it is not just a matter of standing in the square and shouting a few words, publicity, momentum, actors, and lure...... Indispensable. Wren said confidently.

If you want to build a scale at all those violent demonstrations and demonstrations, they are definitely planned.

Even if it is a street mall promotion, people will hand out some flyers in advance, and find a few actors to enhance the atmosphere during the event.

When the atmosphere is lively, many people will start buying things in a daze, and only then do they suddenly realize how they could spend so much money on impulse.

In Wren's opinion, Zolo's previous approach of standing in the middle of the town square and shouting for everyone to unite and defeat the traitor was very stupid.

The idea is fine, but the way is too simple and clumsy, and it takes some tricks to get people emotional.

"We can do this, ...... first," Wren said eloquently, slowly laying out the plan.

At first, Zolo was a little unimpressed, but soon, the expression on his face became wonderful.

It's not a complicated plan, but it's not effective, and it's very vicious.

He glanced at Wren deeply and sighed: "I kind of understand why I can't play Marcello anymore, it's me who is too naïve, and you guys are really dirty." ”

Wren waved his hand very modestly: "Where, where, it's all up to your peers." ”

"Afterwards, how will the benefits be distributed?" Zolo asked in a deep voice.

Asking this sentence shows that he believes that Wren's plan can kill Marcelo.

Smiling slightly, Wren took a sip of red wine: "You are forty percent, I am forty percent, and the remaining twenty percent is for Higg." ”

"No problem." After pondering for a moment, Zolo replied.

Although Wren did not show up during the whole process, this play was planned by him after all, and he is eligible to divide it into forty percent.

And the mace of the axe gang boss Higg is still in Wren's, plus what Wren said to him before, he is not afraid that Higg will not come.

Because Higg himself is also very ambitious, whether it is to get the mace back or to achieve the goal, he will come to Wren.

"When to act?"

"At 4 o'clock this afternoon, I need some time to build up the atmosphere, and by the way, get the actors in place."

After everything was settled, Wren didn't stop long, glancing at the Skeleton Gang's station on the edge of the rooftop, revealing a grim grin.

He turned and walked away, Zolo watching him away until his back disappeared around the corner.

Zolo on the rooftop retracted his gaze, sighed leisurely, and said to himself: "Marcello, this time, you are not very lucky." ”

When Wren returned to the Little Widow's Hospital, a slender, very strong man was sitting in the lobby, and next to him stood a strong man with explosive hair.

Higg was restless at the moment, his breath was slightly heavy, his hands were on his knees, and his fingers were rubbing his gray jeans.

It's not that he's scared and nervous, it's that someone is teasing him.

Shirley wears a pink nurse outfit with a low neckline, deep ravines, and a thrilling career line.

She leaned against the wall beside her, licking her seductive red lips, her eyes shining, looking at Higg with affection, and shaking her beautiful legs in black stockings from time to time.

Seductive, abrasive goblins.

Higg was a little uncontrollable, and secretly couldn't bear it, and Wen Xi, the subordinate standing next to him, bowed slightly to hide the reaction of his lower body.

"I said, when did you change your taste, don't you just like little white faces?" Wren walked in furiously and looked at Shirley with a mocking expression.

Throwing a wink at him, Shirley pursed her lips and snickered, and said coquettishly: "As long as the appearance is passable, little girls like little white faces, and experienced women like men."

A strong physique, a powerful arm, and a violent collision can send people up to the clouds, and they get carried away! ”

"Bring Ugo for me."

Dumbfounded, he gave an order, and without paying much attention to this old Si Ji, Ren beckoned to Xige and Wenxi, and led the two to the second floor of the hospital.

Arriving at his room, Wren handed Higg a copy of the "script" he had written from the previous night's late night.

He looked at it carefully and wondered a little: "It's that simple?" ”

patting him on the shoulder, Wren smiled: "What you need to do, that's it, you don't have to worry about the rest, someone will arrange it."

Let me ask you, do you want to do this vote? ”

Xige was still pondering, and Wen Xi snorted coldly: "You killed a few of our brothers, and now you actually want us to cooperate?"

Are you thinking too beautifully? ”

Wren sneered and shrugged his shoulders: "First of all, it's not me begging you, it's you begging me!"

Secondly, as bandits, you came to rob the caravan and were killed, so do you want to blame the people for resisting too much?

Are you having a w/ brain? ”

Unceremoniously slapped his face, the strong man Wenxi turned red with embarrassment, and tried to quibble.

Higg raised his hand to signal him to be quiet, and exhaled a hot breath.

Unlike the simple Wenxi, Higg is still a little self-aware in his heart, and everyone who kills people will always kill him.

It was originally a knife licking blood, seeking money and killing people, and expecting all the robbers to be arrested obediently?

If it was Wren's side that was not strong that time, the goods would have been snatched away, and the guns would have been blind, and the cowboy Garcia and Suzanne might not have been able to get out of the way.

"This vote, I did, according to your terms, no matter success or failure, the mace will be returned to me?" Higgon said angrily.

"That's right." Wren clasped his hands to his chest and replied lightly.

He went under the bed, took out the hideous mace, and handed it to him.

Higg took it with a little excitement, gently stroking the mace handle as if he were caressing a lover's thigh.

For him, the importance of this stick is second only to the one under the crotch, and it is at the level of an heirloom.

Wenxi is also very excited, the artifact of the Axe Gang is back!

Seeing this, Wren smiled and handed a piece of paper to the big man who was missing a front tooth.

"Wenxi, take it, this is your script, play it well!"