"Is the person dead?", the person who answered the phone repeated in surprise, then hung up the phone. He hesitated and knocked on the door of Mayor Turnell's study.
Peter was closing his eyes and concentrating at this time, and his mind was full of how to survive this crisis.
There is no doubt that Vivian will definitely ask His Excellency the Governor to intervene. With His Excellency the Governor's connections and connections, his words can support her struggle for more than ten years. There is no doubt about this. At Peter's age, he has increasingly understood that as a politician, the cheapest and most precious thing is friendship. The reason why friendship is cheap is that it is not difficult to decide whether to betray friends to gain more political benefits when weighing the pros and cons when necessary. And everyone can find many reasons for their betrayal and betrayal, such as "I am thinking about you" or "I am actually doing this for your own good" and other high-sounding excuses.
Friendship is said to be precious. A friendship that has been maintained for decades in such a cruel and realistic political arena shows that the value of friendship itself has exceeded the political value. Such friendship needs to be maintained and needs constant irrigation with fresh rain and dew. The energy and benefits invested in it are simply incalculable. The purpose of doing this is to gain something, maybe it is a promise, maybe it is a guarantee.
In the next period of time, he will definitely face various criticisms, including from within the old party, from the new party, and even from public opinion. He had to be prepared and fully prepared, otherwise he would really lose everything he had.
He opened his eyes, and the tired look disappeared from his eyes. If Vivian hadn't pressed too hard, it would have been impossible for him to come up with such a method and have it executed. If the woman hadn't been unwilling to maintain even the last bit of dignity, he would never have done it.
"What's the matter?", he asked, rubbed his temples and yawned.
The housekeeper lowered his head and stood at the door, "The driver is dead. They found that the driver had been sleeping in the morning and wanted to wake him up, but found that his neck had been strangled."
Peter frowned. The driver was definitely one of his own. His friends, including his, told him that the driver didn't explain anything, but he didn't expect that he died overnight. Who could have done it? Was it the Governor? Perhaps it is possible that this may be the first step for Vivian to take revenge on herself. Killing the driver is to make herself feel her determination and strong desire for revenge. This woman is too naive.
At the same time, Peter felt that he could not let things develop freely and it was time for him to take the initiative.
"I understand, let others take action." Peter clenched his fists, and a layer of oily sweat secreted from his palms, making them feel greasy and uncomfortable. He picked up the face towel on the table and wiped his palms, and then said: "As long as we can get through this, I will definitely do what I promised them."
In addition to arranging for someone to try to murder his wife Vivian, Peter also prepared a series of follow-up plans. If Vivian hadn't escaped disaster, perhaps there would be no need to implement these follow-up plans. Because once these plans are implemented, it will be difficult for him to continue to gain a foothold in the old party, and all the contacts and relationships he has managed for more than ten years will become useless.
But there was no way, he had been forced to this step, and he had been thinking about it for two days. If the death of the driver hadn't prompted him to make up his mind, he might have had to wait a few more days.
The butler withdrew with a solemn expression, and bowed very formally before leaving. As a liaison, he knew that something big was going to happen. After leaving the room, he changed into casual clothes, took the bus to a remote street, found a phone booth and dialed a number. When the other party got through, no one spoke. There was silence for about thirty seconds before he hung up the phone.
On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged Chinese character with a scar on his face laughed ferociously. He walked back to the nearby house, clapped his hands, and shouted "It's time to work." A group of equally powerful guys came from all over the place. Get out of the room. They put on more convenient clothes, carried huge travel bags, went out and took four different cars one after another, and left here.
As early as half a month ago, they had negotiated terms with Peter through two intermediaries. They killed everyone in the Governor's Mansion, including the retired Governor and his daughter Vivian. After the incident was completed, the other party would give them one million in cash and arrange new identities for them in the federation, allowing them to become human beings. The envied rich man lived happily ever after.
Isn't it that these people who lick blood with their knife heads have done so many dangerous things just to make up for the money they have squandered in the rest of their lives? As long as they are given money, these guys who dare to do anything for money will not care about their own lives at all.
Some of them gathered around the Governor's Palace. One of them climbed up to the roof of a residential building on the side of the Governor's Palace. He found a good place and took out a rifle that he had obviously modified and processed by himself. , and also installed an expensive lens set. After fiddling with several sets of lenses, he finally found the one he was satisfied with. He picked up a mirror and looked into an alley opposite. Several companions wearing circuit maintenance worker uniforms came out of the alley.
They walked outside the gate of the Governor's Palace and climbed onto the telephone pole connected to the circuit of the Governor's Palace...
At this time, Dufo had returned to Tenel, and he already knew everything about what happened. Perhaps he had already made such a guess, so he did not appear to be very surprised.
"What are you going to do?", Keena asked as he gnawed on the beef ribs.
He likes to eat this thing so much. The meat is connected with tendons and diaphragm, and there is some fat. It doesn't bite your teeth at all, and there will be a strong meaty aroma that explodes in the mouth as he chews. Every time he thought about Turnell's roast beef ribs, he couldn't help but swallow several mouthfuls of water. Seeing that there were three complete beef ribs on the plate, Keena raised his hand and shook it, "Boss, three more!"
Du Fu looked at one of the sticks on his plate and the three that the other party had finished chewing, and suddenly felt that the two of them were not from the same world at all. He put down the half-bitten beef ribs, wiped his greasy mouth and said, "Do you know what the late king said when he led many generals to stand outside the royal city of Sabis?"
This is an allusion of the Guart people. The Kingdom of Sabis suffered a drought more than a thousand years ago. In order to pass on the damage and obtain enough food to appease the unrest caused by famine in the country, the king of the Kingdom of Sabis acquiesced. His soldiers and citizens entered the territory of the Guart Kingdom to plunder without declaring war. They not only stole a lot of food and livestock, but also killed many kind-hearted Guart citizens.
When the late king learned about it, he was extremely angry. He immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist, pointed in the direction of the Kingdom of Sabis in the royal capital, read out the declaration of war, and led the fearless soldiers to fight from the border to Sabis. Under the royal city of Si.
At the moment when the army approached the city, he stood in front of tens of thousands of troops and said loudly: "Love cannot change hatred, and kindness cannot save the souls of the dead. Death can only be exchanged for death, and hatred can only be appeased with blood. My warriors , take the head of King Sabis and place it at my feet, burning the whole kingdom with the flames of rage!"
It was an epic war - for the Guarts, King Sabis' head was chopped into two pieces, tied together with hemp rope and presented to the late king in the bloody battle. The late king dismounted his horse, raised his foot and crushed the head of King Sabis. From then on, the Kingdom of Sabis, which had a population of 1.8 million and had been established for more than a hundred years, was destroyed. All Sabis became slaves or corpses, which was the beginning of the Guarts' unification of the entire Western world.
Kinah smiled, "Are you going to do it or should I do it? If I do it, his head may not be saved."
Dufo sighed, "Let me do it, some things have to have a beginning and an end."
After the meeting at the city hall in the evening, Peter did not go home immediately. During the meeting, he had already felt that the officials under him began to move closer to the congressman. Whenever he had any issues that required them to express their stance, they would first look at the congressman. manner. This made Peter very unhappy. Before he could be punished, these villains were already looking for a way out.
But he couldn't say anything, he could only hold in his breath. So he wanted to relax and not go home right away. After today, it will either be smooth sailing or ruin his future and destiny. On this last night, he allowed himself to indulge, just this once.
He changed into casual clothes and went to a bar. At this time, in the dim light, no one could recognize that this guy was the city's highest chief executive. While he was drinking, he looked at the two women on the stage in the distance who were sweating easily and couldn't bear the heat and had to take off their clothes. What he didn't know was that when he was looking at those women, some people were also looking at him.
There are always two types of people in the bar, those who come to have fun and have fun, and those who come to look for opportunities to make money.
Some people make money through some kind of bodily fluid exchange, but there are also people who use knives to make money.
Peter changed a hundred dollars in change as soon as he walked in, which was enough to get some people to start paying attention to him, and he ordered the best wine, which was obviously the best target.
At this time, a girl with heavy makeup walked up to Peter, and her body fell directly on him as if there were no bones to support it. "Buy me a drink?" The girl licked her lips and made the most tempting statement she thought. Actions.
Peter glanced at her with a slight frown, then gradually relaxed his brows and asked a question, "How old are you?"
(End of chapter)