"After the corpse is sold for money, everyone will have a share." You Mengshou said loudly.
The pirates who were picking up the corpses suddenly burst into cheers, feeling that they had followed a good master. When I was with Master Hai, the good things were always taken by Master Hai alone, and they had no share.
"You have caused a catastrophe." Tietou's first words when he saw You Mengshou.
"I came here to ask you about the background of this Young Master Hai." You Mengshou glanced at the farmer and the black scorpion. Although the two did not speak, their expressions revealed the same meaning as the iron head.
Hai Chengying, the Taoist master of Binzhou, originally had two sons, but one was killed later. He himself was also injured and lost his fertility. He pinned all his hopes on Young Master Hai, and no matter how outrageous things he did, he would support him.
Before the zombie rebellion, Master Hai was still a little bit measured. After all, the order was still there. After the outbreak of zombies, Master Hai became completely lawless. Don't dare to speak in anger, Haicheng should cover the sky with one hand on Binzhou Road, his words are the law of the king. No one dared to settle accounts with Master Hai.
After Master Hai has done harm to Binzhou Road, he has a new way to play, pretending to be a pirate. He smeared pastel on his face as if to deceive his ears, but the fool also knew that it was him, and those who wanted to hang out on Binzhou Road could only consider themselves unlucky when they encountered the pirate flag. There are also people who are unwilling to hand over their hard-earned money for nothing, and the consequences are disastrous. It is not uncommon for people to take risks, and the final result is to disappear without a sound, never to appear again, and Master Hai has been living well.
"You should run for your lives quickly. Going to Binzhou Road is like throwing yourself into a trap." The farmer persuaded.
"Let's talk about other people. People or forces that are not pleasing to Haicheng Ying. I think it is impossible for Haicheng Ying to have no enemies in Binzhou Road?" You Mengshou asked with a smile.
"Yes, I dare not stand up publicly, but in private..." Seeing You Mengshou was indifferent, the farmer could only sigh from the bottom of his heart.
In a society ruled by law, no one can cover the sky with one hand. The area of Binzhou Road is huge, three times that of a normal road, and there are 17 mayors. The zombie chaos happened, these deputy mayors were either bitten to death by zombies, or turned into zombies themselves, or other accidents happened, and now there are only 6 deputy mayors left. If there is no story in it, the poor will not believe it, but no one pursues it all.
But does it mean that none of this happened? Obviously not.
"... In order to avenge his son, all the police were dispatched. It is really their family who opened the police station." In the study of deputy mayor Lu Kaiming, books were scattered all over the floor. Lu Kaiming's face was ugly. In his hand, a unicorn and emerald paperweight was broken in half. This is the most satisfying piece in his collection, which shows the anger in his heart.
"Everything has two sides." The old man in Tang suit unhurriedly tidied up the books on the floor one by one, put them back neatly on the bookshelf and the table, straightened the fallen sand leak, and said calmly: "On the surface, you, the chief of the Public Security Bureau, are completely ignored, but have you ever thought that because of this, you will not be noticed?"
"I also ask Mr. Cheng for advice." Lu Kaiming suddenly restrained his anger and showed a respectful expression. Five years ago, he was still a small traffic patrol policeman. He once thought that his whole life would be passed in a mediocre manner until he met Mr. Cheng.
In five years, he went from a traffic patrol policeman who was exposed to wind and sun, step by step, deputy captain, squadron leader, brigade captain, deputy director, executive deputy director, finally defeated countless powerful enemies, and successfully became the director of the Public Security Bureau. Soon, he was promoted to the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and also the director of the Public Security Bureau. He went from a traffic patrol policeman who was not even a clerk to the top of the pinnacle tower on Binzhou Road, and became one of the most powerful people in the dozen. In his hands, he only spent five years.
Others think that his backer is Hai Chengying, but the people in the system know that it is not Hai Chengying, secretly guessing that it is from above, and only he knows that he has no backer. If there is, it is the old man in front of him. , but every time he points out, his status will be raised to a higher level.
The last point was half a year ago, when Haichengying bloodbathed the political arena of Binzhou Dao, 17 deputy mayors were cut off, and few were left. He was not a direct descendant of Haichengying, but he survived, thanks to the advice of Mr. Cheng. In the end, although the position of secretary of the Political and Legal Committee was abolished, a deputy mayor was replaced. The scope of power has changed somewhat, but the total amount of power has not changed. On the contrary, because of the reduction in the number of deputy mayors, virtually, he has more power at hand.
But he also knows that no matter how much power there is, there is still a mountain above his head. Hai Chengying wants to seize his power, that is to say, although he is the director of the Public Security Bureau, the deputy director and the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee are all from Hai Chengying. He was vacated, and when Haicheng used the position of deputy mayor to replace him with the position of secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, he was quite happy, but only now did he realize that everything was a routine.
Cheng Lao is best at Jedi counterattacks, so he is eager to get his advice now.
"Release the news," Cheng Lao said.
"That's it?" Lu Kaiming was a little confused.
"That's it!" Cheng Lao smiled slightly.
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Lu Kaiming knew his situation well. He couldn't figure out the many twists and turns of the officialdom, so he didn't think about it at all, 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. If he wants to convey a message, there are naturally thousands of ways. In less than half an hour, the big and small forces in Binzhou Road know that the police on Binzhou Road have been dispatched. Today's Binzhou Road The police force is empty, and if you want to do something, it's best to take advantage of this time.
Light and darkness are opposite and coexist. Binzhou Road is no exception. Yixiang Tea House is a place where underworld bosses solve problems and discuss important issues.
Not long after the news of Lu Kaiming came out, a short old man smoking dry tobacco, a burly man in a vest, a young man wearing sunglasses, and a middle-aged man with Mickey Mouse tattooed on his neck came to the teahouse. The four of them walked into the teahouse. Outside the teahouse, there were no less than 20 cars parked, all of which were people.
The boss's travel is not only a matter of face, but also a safety issue. Where the light does not shine, crime and chaos are unimaginable for ordinary people.
"Smoker, you're not dead yet." The big man in the vest bulged with muscles, squeezing the loose vest like a little girl's suspenders. He is the boss of Xicheng, an ugly man, a power evolutionist, known as the most powerful person in Binzhou Road.
"A stupid person like you is still alive, how could my old man die so quickly." A puff of smoke from the pipe hit the ugly man's face. He is the boss of Dongcheng City and has been famous for decades. Gaining the ability to evolve, he rarely takes shots, and others don't know what his ability is. Among the four bosses, he is the most mysterious.
The ugly man narrowed his eyes, and the muscles on his arms tensed instantly, but seeing the smiling face of the smoking gun, he slowly let go of his fists. Mickey Mouse secretly said sorry, pulled the chair away, sat down on his buttocks, and said impatiently: "Stop babbling, talk about business, I'm still busy comforting my baby."
"Didn't you keep saying that you want to control Binzhou Road? This is the best opportunity." Yan Qiang looked at the three of them, his tone became more serious, "I'm running out of food, I believe you are almost there, I can't make it through anymore , only fight."
"The government won't care about what they are afraid of. With so many people, the government is also afraid of rebellion." Mickey Mouse said indifferently.
"Idiot!" Fan Shuai, who was wearing sunglasses, cursed in a low voice.
"Sissy, you're so smart, a top student from a prestigious school, why don't you join us in the underworld." Mickey Mouse stared at Fan Shuai hard, with a flash of apprehension.
"The government is eager for someone to rebel, especially the poor. If one more person dies, a piece of relief food will be saved. Do you think the government is rich?" Fan Shuai sneered.
"At least there is no shortage of energy tubes." Mickey Mouse insisted.
Fan Shuai ignored him and looked at the pipe, "To be honest, Mr. Tu, have you hooked up with the military?" As soon as this remark came out, the ugly man and Mickey Mouse were startled, and looked at the pipe warily. gun.
Smoker’s surname is Tu, what’s his first name, no one knows it anymore, he probably doesn’t remember it himself, when he was young, he was too murderous, he was called a butcher, now he’s old, there are many new gangsters coming out, so he doesn’t respect him that much anymore, Because he holds an old smoking gun every day, everyone calls him a smoking gun.
"It's better to talk to Fan Shuai for peace of mind." The smoking gun chuckled, knocked the ashes on the table, refilled a bag of cigarettes before opening his mouth, took a sip, and his face showed a happy expression, "Yes, not long ago, I We have established a relationship with the military department. The army has been dissatisfied with Haicheng Ying for a long time. We launched a campaign here. No one in Haicheng should be available, so we can only help the army. When the time comes—”
"I'm worried that the army will take advantage of it." Fan Shuai said coldly.
"To be honest, I don't trust the army either, but are we sheep? Everyone has been operating on Binzhou Road for so long. It's hard to say who wins and who loses. Besides, doesn't Haicheng have any backup?" Smoker asked back.
Fan Shuai didn't ask any more questions. Mickey Mouse and Ugly Man's eyes flickered, and they were thinking about something. About half a minute later, Mickey Mouse and Ugly Man raised their heads almost at the same time and asked, "When will it start?"
"Nine o'clock in the evening!" said the smoking gun.
"Why is it nine o'clock?" Mickey Mouse is not surprised that it is at night, they are gangsters, and they like to act in the dark most, but it is strange why it is not eight or ten o'clock.
Smoker didn't answer, and glanced at Fan Shuai, Fan Shuai said indifferently: "At that time, the police and the convoy that killed Master Hai had already met, and it would be difficult to come back."
"Any more questions?" Smoking Gun asked with a smile.
"What are you talking about, you have to fight sooner or later," said the ugly man.
"Damn it," said Mickey Mouse.
Fan Shuai got up and walked outside, and lightly said, "Be careful not to make a wedding dress for Ji Shihui!"
Hearing the Jishihui, the faces of the three of them all changed.