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He said: "I don't know if your personnel host is too strong or not, but to be honest, I'm not worried, my eyeliner is a professional, and they will definitely not give the slightest clue, even the slightest clue." The sworn expression on the lord's face showed that he was confident.

……

In one of the rooms in Muhammad's territory, screams echoed through the room, and they could not be dissipated for a long time.

Then, the person who let out a miserable scream actually knelt at Mu Feng's feet, covered in blood, but still had an exaggerated smile on his face, as if he wanted to please the person in front of him as much as possible, but he smiled bitterly and said: "Lord Mu, I said, I will say everything, please let me say it." ”

He really couldn't stand Mu Feng's cruel methods, there was no impermeable wall, and so was people's mouths, which was something Mu Feng firmly believed.

Mu Feng wiped the blood in his hand with a white silk scarf, his face was full of indifference, he just glanced at the person at his feet, "I gave you a chance to say it, but you didn't say it, there is often only one opportunity, but you didn't grasp it." ”

After speaking, the blood-stained silk scarf was thrown down, which happened to cover the man's fat face, and then slapped it on the man's skull, and the man trembled from the head to the whole body, and then ...... Bang, the whole person turned into a pool of blood.

The people standing on the side saw Mu Feng coming out of the small room next to him with this person, and they were all frightened when they saw this kind of scene.

After dealing with this matter, Mu Feng seemed a little tired, he sat back in his seat, lit a cigar with his hand that was still stained with blood, took a beautiful puff, and complained: "Hey, this is the first person, and there are four more, it's a little tired, but it doesn't matter, I happen to be in the day." As he spoke, he pointed to a woman standing in the corner and said, "All right, next, it's your turn, come, follow me into that room." ”

The woman trembled, her eyes were red, the man who was the first to go in had a hard mouth, but he was taken into the small room by Mu Feng for a while, and after he came out, he took the initiative to tell Mu Feng everything, but Mu Feng killed him.

That door, as if leading to hell, God knows what will happen inside!

The woman immediately panicked and said, "No, no, no, Lord Mu, I said, I said." ”

"Oh? It seems that you are a smart person, willing to accept this opportunity, wait a minute......" He suddenly shouted, "Someone." ”

Seeing a few people coming in at the door, Mu Feng said, "Clean up this blood." ”

Then he looked at the woman indifferently, "Okay, you can say it, but you have to remember that you only have one chance, otherwise you will also end up like this, and your flesh and blood will go into this trash can with these rotten mops." ”

At this moment, the staff is cleaning up the blood with a mop and shoveling the flesh on the ground.

The air seemed to freeze together, and the smell of blood seeped into everyone's throats......

Everyone seemed to have seen their fate, they could no longer be calm, they could no longer hide the fear in their hearts, and everyone immediately changed their minds.

"Lord Mu, I am willing to say, I am willing to say whatever you ask......"

"Lord Mu, please give me a chance, I didn't know what to do just now, please let me say it."

……

The ensuing process went smoothly, and the men confessed everything they knew, and were imprisoned as espionage, in prison in the Muhammad Domain, where a long sentence awaited them.

Mu Feng, who got all the news, was alone in the office, and after taking a sip of wine, he smiled lightly: "Anti-Mu Territory Alliance? Hehe, good idea. ”

Now that the other party has already started their countermeasures, Mu Feng wants to see what countermeasures the other party has.

To be honest, he really wanted to attack the past now, but Zhao Anling said that it was a one-week deadline, that is, a one-week deadline, so wait a few more days to see what waves they could make.

An idea flashed through Mu Feng's mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Yes, why didn't I expect it just now, but now I hope that they will gather into a so-called joint army, in this way, I don't have to attack these territories one by one, and it will save a lot of trouble, isn't it?

……

During this time, Mu Feng still has one more important thing to do, which is to integrate the civilian area.

When Mu Feng stood on the top floor of the high-rise buildings in the territory and looked down...... The business district is a lively scene, but when you pass the city walls and the view is stuck in the slums, it is a different scene.

Dirty, messy, poor, noisy...... He could think of all the bad words he could think of, but aside from these, Mu Feng saw other things, and what he saw was vitality and unlimited potential business opportunities.

In the early days of the development of M Moser's territory, the commercial street was just stabilising...... As if the germ had spread, a large number of people gathered on the outer walls of the territory, and they set up tents and lived in Muhammad's territory.

A month later, the shopping street was still the same, but the population outside the city walls had expanded several times to the thousands.

In a few months, the commercial street will still be like this, but the scale of the slum will expand several times, and the population will be close to 10,000!

Now, the area of the slums is equivalent to the size of the entire Muhammad territory, and the population is in the tens of thousands!

Looking at it this way, although it is a little embarrassing to think about it, the development speed of this unmanaged area has almost caught up with the development zone of the ontology of the Mu Clan's territory, and the potential is unlimited!

"Now, it's time to take care of that area." On the roof, Mu Feng took a puff of cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt, and then went down to the city tower.

……

After a day, long queues formed in the slums outside Muhammad's territory, and everyone had a smile on their faces, as if they had come to collect money.

These people are here to register, to register their identity, the size of the land they occupy, the size of their house, their occupation, and so on.

In a hurry, Mu Feng only took a few hours to formulate a method for dealing with the slums with Meng Lianyun and other high-level personnel.

Issuance of measures for slum upgrading.

The measures are roughly meaning as follows:

Because of the proximity of the corpse tide and the recent instability of the Black Wind Desert, all the people living in the slums had to register their names, the size of the land they occupied, the size of their houses, and the trades they were engaged in at the designated registry office within three days.

According to the size of the land they now occupy, a certain amount of land tax is paid every year, and those who pay the land tax are protected by the legal rights and interests of their land are protected by Muhammad territory, and those who do not pay the land tax will be repossessed according to the law.

Those who register will become third-class citizens of the Muhammad Territory, and citizens will enjoy certain preferential policies, equal rights under the law and protection of the Muhammad Territory.

After the registration is completed, the convoy will carry out law enforcement operations in the slums, black households will be evicted, and unregistered houses will be demolished.

From this date onwards, slums will not be able to build or expand at will, but they can be built by applying for the construction of extended houses.

M Mohames will build high-security walls for the slums to protect people in the event of a flood of corpses.