"After the corpse is sold, everyone has a share." You Mengshou said loudly.

The pirates who were cleaning up the corpses of the zombies suddenly burst into joy and felt that they had followed a good master. When following Young Master Hai, young master Hai has always taken good things alone, and they have no share.

"You're in trouble." Tietou's first words when he saw You Mengshou.

"I came to you to find out from you what this young master Hai came from." You Mengshou glanced at the farmer and the black scorpion, although the two did not speak, the meaning revealed by their expressions was the same as that of the iron head.

Hai Chengying, the master of Binzhou Dao, originally had two sons, but one was later killed, he himself was injured and lost his fertility, and he had more than a dozen aunts, all of which were decorations. He pinned all his hopes on Young Master Hai, no matter how hurtful things he did, he carried them around.

Before the zombie rebellion, Young Master Hai was still a little measured, after all, order was still there, after the zombie outbreak, Young Master Hai was completely lawless, robbing people's daughters, bullying the weak, and disregarding people's lives...... Capable bad things, he almost did it once, Binzhou Dao dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Haicheng should cover the sky in Binzhou Dao, his words are Wang Fa. No one dared to settle accounts with Young Master Hai.

After the scourge of Binzhou Road, Young Master Hai has a new way to play, pretending to be a pirate. He smeared pastel on his face like a thief, but the fool also knew that it was him, and the person who wanted to mix in Binzhou Road could only consider himself unlucky when he encountered the pirate flag. There are also those who are unwilling to hand over their hard-earned money in vain, and the consequences are very miserable. It is not for nothing that there are people who take risks, and the final result is that they disappear silently and never appear again, and Young Master Hai has always lived well.

"You better run for your lives, going to Binzhou Road is equivalent to throwing yourself into a net." The farmer persuaded.

"Let's talk about other people, looking at the people or forces that Haicheng should not be pleasing to the eye, I think Haicheng should be in Binzhou Road without enemies, right?" You Mengshou asked with a smile.

"Yes, I don't dare to stand up on the surface, but I ...... in private" The farmer was indifferent when he saw You Mengshou, and could only sigh in his heart.

In a society governed by the rule of law, no one can cover the sky with one hand. Binzhou Road is extremely large, three times the size of the normal road, and there are more mayors than ordinary roads, 17. The zombie rebellion happened, and these deputy mayors were either bitten to death by zombies, or they became zombies, or other accidents occurred, and now there are only 6 deputy mayors left. If there were no stories in them, the poor would not believe them, but no one would have pursued them.

But does the fact that no one pursue it mean that none of this happened? Apparently not.

“…… In order to avenge his son, all the police were dispatched, and it was really their family who opened the police station. In Vice Mayor Lu Kaiming's study, books were scattered all over the ground. Lu Kaiming's face was ugly, and in his hand, a unicorn jade paperweight was broken in half, which was the most satisfying piece in his collection, which showed the anger in his heart.

"There are two sides to everything." The old man in Tang costume hurriedly packed up the books on the ground one by one, put them back on the bookshelf and desktop neatly, straightened the fallen sand leak, and said calmly: "On the surface, you, the director of the Public Security Bureau, have been completely elevated, but have you ever thought that because of this, you will not be noticed." ”

"Please also ask Cheng Lao for advice." Lu Kaiming suddenly restrained his anger and his expression was respectful. Five years ago, he was still a small traffic patrol policeman, and he once thought that his life was spent like this in an ordinary way, until he met Cheng Lao.

In five years, he went from a traffic patrol policeman, step by step, deputy captain, squadron leader, captain, deputy director, executive deputy director, and finally defeated countless strong enemies, and successfully sat in the position of director of the public security bureau.

Others think that his backer is Hai Chengying, and the people in the system know that it is not Hai Chengying, and secretly guess that it comes from above, only he knows that he has any backer, if he really has it, it is the old man in front of him, who has few words, but every time he points out, it will make his status go to the next level.

The last time he pointed out was half a year ago, Haicheng Ying bloodied the political arena of Binzhou Road, and there were only a few of the 17 deputy mayors who were cut down, he was not Haicheng Ying's descendant, but he survived, or he relied on Cheng Lao's guidance. In the end, although the position of the secretary of the political and legal committee was cut, a deputy mayor was mixed, and the scope of power changed somewhat, but the total amount of power did not change. On the contrary, because of the decrease in the number of deputy mayors, he has more power at his disposal.

But he also knows that no matter how much power there is, there is still a big mountain above his head. Haicheng Ying wants to seize his power, that is, in one sentence, although he is the director of the Public Security Bureau, the deputy director and the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee are all Haicheng Ying's people, they contacted up and down, and directly put him, the director of the Public Security Bureau, in the air, when Haicheng applied the position of deputy mayor to him to change the position of secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, he was quite happy, and now he found out that everything is a routine.

Cheng Lao is the best at Jedi counterattacks, so he is desperate to get his guidance now.

"Get the news out." Cheng Lao Dao.

"That's it?" Lu Kaiming didn't understand.

"That's all!" Cheng Lao smiled softly.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Lu Kaiming himself knew his own situation, and there were many twists and turns in the officialdom, and he couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to, because he was sure that Cheng Lao would not harm him. At least so far, Cheng Lao has been helping him.

Lu Kaiming is the director of the Public Security Bureau, and if he wants to deliver a message, there are naturally thousands of ways, and in less than half an hour, the large and small forces in Binzhou Road know that the police in Binzhou Road have been dispatched, and now the police force in Binzhou Road is empty, and if you want to do something, it is best to take advantage of this time.

Light and darkness are opposites and coexist. Binzhou Road is no exception. Yixiang Tea House is the place where the underworld boss solves problems and discusses important matters.

Not long after Lu Kaiming's news was delivered, a short old man smoking a dry cigarette, a big man in a vest, a boy with sunglasses, and a middle-aged man with a Mickey Mouse tattoo on his neck came to the teahouse. The four of them walked into the teahouse. Outside the teahouse, there are no less than 20 cars parked, all of which are full of people.

Boss travel is not only a matter of face, but also a safety issue. Where the light does not shine, sin and chaos are unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Smoking gun, you're not dead yet." The big man in the vest had muscles bulging all over his body, squeezing the loose vest like a little girl's suspenders. He is the boss of Xicheng, an ugly man, a power evolutionary, and is known as the person with the greatest strength in Binzhou Dao.

"You are such a stupid person is still alive, where will my old man die so quickly." The cigarette gun slammed into the ugly man's face with a puff of smoke, he was the boss of Dongcheng and became famous

For decades, he was originally a practicing family, but after the zombie broke out, he gained the ability to evolve, he made very few shots, and others didn't know what his ability was, among the four bosses, the most mysterious.

The ugly man's eyes narrowed, and the muscles in his arms tensed instantly, but looking at the smiling appearance of the smoking gun, his fist slowly loosened again. Mickey Mouse secretly said a pity, pulled the chair away, sat down, and said impatiently: "Don't be crooked, get down to business, I'm still busy comforting my baby." ”

"Didn't you keep saying that you want to control Binzhou Road, this is the best chance." Smoke Gun looked at the three of them, and his tone was aggravated, "I don't have much food left, I believe you are almost the same, I can't survive it, I have to fight hard." ”

"What are you afraid of, the government will not care, so many people, the government is also afraid of rebellion." Mickey Mouse doesn't care about the road.

"Idiot!" Fan Shuai, who was wearing sunglasses, scolded in a low voice.

"Sissy, you are so smart, a top student from a prestigious school, you are not following us in the underworld." Mickey Mouse stared at Fan Shuai fiercely, and a flash of jealousy.

"The government wants someone to rebel, especially the poor, and if one more person dies, he will save a relief food, do you think the government is rich?" Fan Shuai sneered.

"At least there is no shortage of energy tubes." Mickey Mouse argued.

Fan Shuai ignored him and looked at the smoking gun, "Master Tu is honest, are you on the line with the military department?" As soon as these words came out, the ugly man and Mickey Mouse were both startled and looked at the smoking gun vigilantly.

The smoking gun's surname is Tu, what his name is, no one knows it, it is estimated that he himself doesn't remember, he was too murderous when he was young, he was called a butcher, and now he is old, and there are many newcomers in the underworld, so he doesn't respect him so much, because he holds an old smoking gun every day, so they call him a smoking gun.

"It's better to talk to Fan Shuai without worry." The cigarette gun smiled, knocked the cigarette ash on the table, refilled the bag of cigarettes before he spoke, took a puff, and showed a happy expression on his face, "Yes, not long ago, I got in touch with the military department. The army should have been dissatisfied with Haicheng for a long time, and if we launch it here, Haicheng should have no one available, so we can only save the army, and when the time comes-"

"I'm worried that the army will come and take the sheep by the hand." Fan Shuai said coldly.

"To be honest, I don't trust the army either, but are we sheep? You have been operating in Binzhou Road for so long, who wins and who loses, it's hard to say, and Haicheng shouldn't have a backhand? Smoking Gun asked rhetorically.

Fan Shuai didn't ask any questions, Mickey Mouse and the ugly man's eyes flickered, I don't know what they were thinking, about half a minute, Mickey Mouse and the ugly man raised their heads almost at the same time and asked, "When will it start?" ”

"Nine o'clock in the evening!" Smoke Gun Road.

"Why nine?" It's not strange that Mickey Mouse is at night, they mix with the underworld, and they like to act in the dark the most, but they wonder why it's not eight or ten o'clock.

The smoke gun didn't answer, he glanced at Fan Shuai, and Fan Shuai said lightly: "At that time, the police and the convoy that killed Young Master Hai had already met, and it was not easy to come back." ”

"Still have questions?" Smokegun asked with a smile.

"Say so much, you have to fight sooner or later." The ugly man said.

"Fuck it." Mickey Mouse said.

Fan Shuai got up and walked outside, and lightly dropped a sentence, "Be careful not to make a wedding dress for the Jishi Society!" ”

Hearing the Jishihui, the faces of the three of them changed.

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