"Dead?", the person who answered the phone repeated in surprise, and then hung up the phone, he hesitated, and knocked on Mayor Turner's study.

Peter was closing his eyes and recuperating at this point, his mind full of how to get through this crisis.

There is no doubt that Vivien will definitely ask His Excellency the Governor to intervene, and with His Excellency's connections and connections, his words are worthy of his own struggle for more than ten years. There is no doubt about this, and at Peter's age, he has become more aware of the cheapest and most valuable thing as a politician, which is friendship. Friendship is cheap because it is not a difficult thing to decide when you weigh the pros and cons when necessary, and selling friends for more political gain. And everyone can come up with many reasons for their betrayal and betrayal, such as "I'm thinking about you" or "I'm doing this for your own good".

Saying that friendship is precious, in such a cruel reality of the political arena can be up and down for decades and still maintain, it can be seen that the value of this friendship itself has exceeded the political value, such friendship needs to be maintained, it needs to be constantly irrigated with fresh rain and dew, and the energy and interests invested in it cannot be calculated at all. And the purpose of doing this is itself to harvest, maybe a promise, maybe a guarantee.

In the coming period, he will definitely face all kinds of attacks, including from within the old party, from the new party, and even from public opinion. He has to be ready, be prepared for anything, or he will really lose everything about himself.

He opened his eyes, and a tired look flashed from his eyes. If it weren't for Vivien's pressing too hard, he wouldn't have come up with such a solution and let people carry it out, and if it weren't for the fact that the woman wasn't willing to maintain even the last bit of decency, he would never have done it.

"What's the matter?", he asked, rubbing his temples and yawning.

The butler lowered his head and stood at the door, "The driver died, and in the morning they found the driver sleeping all the time, and tried to wake him up, only to find that his neck had been strangled. ”

Peter frowned, this driver was definitely his own person, including his friends, who told him that the driver didn't explain anything, but he didn't expect to die overnight. Whoever did it, was it His Excellency the Governor?Perhaps there was a possibility, this could be Vivien's first step in revenge against herself, killing the driver was to make herself feel her determination and strong desire for revenge, this woman was too naïve.

At the same time, Peter felt that he could not let things go freely, and that it was time for him to take the initiative.

"I see, let the others do it. Peter clenched his fists, and he didn't know when a layer of oily sweat came out of his palms, which was a little uncomfortable. He picked up the towel on the table, wiped his palms, and said, "As long as I can get through this, I will definitely do what I promised them." ”

In addition to arranging an attempt to murder his wife, Vivian, Peter also prepares a series of follow-up plans. If it weren't for Vivian's fate, perhaps none of these follow-up plans would have been necessary. Because once these plans are implemented, it is doomed that it will be difficult for him to continue to gain a foothold in the old party, and all the connections and connections he has managed for more than ten years will become waste.

But there was no way, he had already been forced to this step, thinking about it for two days, and if it wasn't for the death of the driver that prompted him to make up his mind, he might have to wait a few days.

The butler withdrew with a solemn face, and bowed very formally before leaving, as a liaison, he knew that something big was going to happen. He left the room, changed into civilian clothes, got on a bus and went to a remote street, found a phone booth and dialed a number. When the other party answered, no one spoke, and after about thirty seconds of silence, he hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged kanji with a scar on his face laughed evilly, walked back to the nearby house, clapped his hands, shouted "work", and a group of equally imposing guys emerged from the rooms. They changed into more convenient clothes, carried huge travel bags, went out in four different cars in turn, and left.

As early as half a month ago, they had already negotiated terms with Peter through two intermediaries. They kill everyone in the Doge's Palace, including His Excellency the Doge and his daughter Vivien, who have become angry, and when they are done, they will give them a million cash and arrange a new status for them in the Federation, so that they can become the envy of everyone and live happily ever after.

Isn't it just that these knife-licking people have done so many dangerous things just to make up the money they have squandered all their lives for the rest of their lives? As long as they give money, these guys who dare to do anything for money don't care about their lives at all.

Some of them gathered around the Governor's Palace, and one of them climbed to the top of a house on the side of the Governor's Palace, where he found a good spot and removed a rifle that he had apparently modified himself, and installed an expensive set of lenses. After fiddling with several sets of lenses, he finally found the one he was satisfied with. He picked up a mirror and took a picture of an alley opposite, out of which several companions dressed as undercircuit maintenance workers came out.

They walked outside the Doge's Palace and climbed onto the pole that connected the Wirt's Mansion......

At this time, Dover had already returned to Turner, and he already knew everything about what had happened, perhaps because he had already had such a guess, so he didn't seem so surprised.

"What are you going to do?", Keina asked, nibbling on the ribs.

He likes to eat this thing so much, the meat is connected with tendons and diaphragms, and there is some fatty meat, which does not stuff his teeth at all when he bites, and there is a strong aroma of meat that continues to explode in his mouth as he chews. Every time he thought of Turnier's roasted beef ribs, he couldn't help but swallow several mouthfuls of saliva. Seeing that there were already three complete beef ribs on the plate, Kina raised his hand and shook it, "Boss, three more hangings!"

Dover looked at one of the sticks on his plate and the three that the other party had gnawed, and suddenly felt that the two of them were not people of the same world at all. He put down the half-torn rib of the cow, wiped his greasy mouth, and said, "Do you know what the first king said when he led many generals to stand outside the royal city of Sabis?"

This is an allusion to the Guartes, who were plagued by a drought more than a thousand years ago, and in order to pass on the damage and obtain enough food to appease the turmoil caused by the famine in the country, the king of the Sabis kingdom acquiesced to his soldiers and citizens entering the territory of the Gualt kingdom to plunder without declaring war. Not only did they steal a lot of food and livestock, but they also killed many good citizens of Gualt.

When the first king learned of this, he was extremely angry, and he immediately drew the long sword at his waist, read the declaration of war in the direction where the kingdom of Sabis was located, and led the fearless soldiers from the border to the royal city of Sabis.

At the moment when the soldiers came to the city, he stood in front of the tens of thousands of troops, and said loudly: "Love cannot move hatred, mercy cannot save the undead, death can only be exchanged for death, hatred can only be quelled by blood, my warriors, take the head of King Sabis and put it at my feet, and burn the whole kingdom with the flame of wrath!"

It was an epic war – for the Guartes, where King Sabis's head was cut in two, tied together with twine, and sacrificed to the king of his bloody battle. The first king got off his horse, raised his foot and crushed the head of King Sabis, and since then it has a population of 1.8 million, and the kingdom of Sabis, which has been established for more than 100 years, has come to an end. All the Sabis became slaves, or corpses, which was the beginning of the unification of the entire Western world by the Guarts.

Keena smiled, "Do you do it or do I?" If I do, he probably won't be able to save his head." ”

Du Buddha sighed, "Come on, some things have to have a beginning and an end." ”

Peter did not go home immediately after the evening meeting at the town hall, where he had already sensed that the officials under him were beginning to draw closer to the councillors, and whenever they had any questions that required their statement, they would first look at the attitude of the councillors. This made Peter very unhappy, and before he was taken down, the group of villains had already begun to look for a way back.

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only hold his sulk. So he wanted to relax, not to go home right away. After today, it will either be smooth sailing, or his future and destiny will be ruined, and on this last night, he will allow himself to indulge for a while, only once.

He changed into civilian clothes and found a bar, and in the dim light, no one recognized this guy as the city's highest administrator. As he drank his wine, he looked at the two women on the stage in the distance who were sweaty and so hot that they had to take off their clothes, and what he didn't know was that while he was looking at those women, some people were also looking at him.

There is never a shortage of two kinds of people in a bar, one who is here to entertain and the other who is looking for money-making opportunities.

Some people will make money by exchanging some kind of bodily fluids, but there are also people who use knives to make money.

Peter changed a hundred dollars of change as soon as he entered the door, which was enough to make some people start to pay attention to him, and he also ordered the best wine, which was obviously the best target.

At this time, a girl with heavy makeup walked up to Peter's side, and her body fell directly on top of him as if there were no bones to support her, "Please have a drink?", the girl licked her lips and made a gesture that she thought was the most tempting.

Peter glanced at her with a slight frown, then his brow gradually relaxed, and he asked a question, "How old are you?"