Chapter 669: Undercurrent

"After the body is sold, everyone has a share." You Mengshou exclaimed.
The pirates who were packing up the corpses were so happy that they followed a good master. When he followed Master Hai, the good things were always taken by Master Hai, and they had no share.
"You have done a terrible disaster." Tietou saw You Mengshou's first sentence.
"I'm here for you to find out what this Master Hai is about." You Mengshou glanced at the farmer and the black scorpion. Although they did not speak, the expression revealed the same meaning as the iron head.
Haizhou Ying, the owner of Binzhou Road, originally had two sons, but was later killed by one. He was also injured and lost fertility. His aunt and a dozen were all furnishings. He pinned all his hopes on Master Hai, no matter how damaging things he did, he gave them all.
Before the zombie chaos, Master Hai was still a little bit decent. After all, the order was still there. After the zombies broke out, Master Hai was completely lawless. He robbed the civilians, bullied the weak, and killed the people ... He could do a bad thing. Dare to speak, Haicheng should cover the sky on Binzhou Road, his words are Wang Fa. No one dare to ask Master Hai to settle accounts.
After master Hai Bin scourges Binzhou Road, he has a new gameplay, posing as a pirate. Covering his ears and smearing pastels on his face, but the fool knows that it is him. People who want to mix on Binzhou Road can only think they are unlucky when they encounter the pirate flag. There are also unwilling to hand in the hard-earned money, the consequences are miserable. Those who are in danger are not without, the end result is to disappear silently and never again, and Master Hai has been living well.
"Let's get out of here quickly. Going to Binzhou Road is like throwing a net." The farmer advised.
"Speaking of other people, look at people or forces that are not pleasing to Haicheng. I don't think there should be no enemies on Binzhou Road in Haicheng?" You Mengshou asked with a smile.
"Yes, dare not stand up on the bright side, but in private ..." The farmer saw Youmenghou indifferent, and only sighed in 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 the normal one, and the mayor is more than the ordinary one, with 17 people. The zombie riots happened. These deputy mayors were either killed by zombies or turned into zombies or other accidents. Only 6 deputy mayors are left. Among them, if there is no story, the poor will not believe it, but no one will pursue it.
But does it mean that none of this happened? Obviously not.
"... In order to avenge his son, all the police were dispatched, and it really was the police station that opened their home." The deputy mayor Lu Kaiming's study room was strewn with books. Lu Kaiming's face was ugly. In his hand, a unicorn emerald paperweight was broken into two halves. This is the most satisfactory piece in his collection, which shows the anger in his heart.
"Everything has two sides." The old man in the Tang suit didn't hesitate to pack the books on the ground one by one, put them neatly back on the bookshelf and the table, re-righted the fallen sand, and calmly said: "On the surface, you, the director of the Public Security Bureau, have been completely overhead, but have you ever thought about it? Because of this, you will not be noticed."
"Also asks Cheng Lao for guidance." Lu Kaiming suddenly calmed his anger, with a respectful expression. Five years ago, he was still a small traffic patrol policeman. He once thought that he had spent his life in such an ordinary way until he met Cheng Lao.
For five years, he went from a windy and patrolling traffic patrol policeman, step by step, deputy captain, squadron captain, brigade captain, deputy director, executive deputy director, and finally defeated countless powerful enemies, successfully sitting on the director of the Public Security Bureau Soon, the secretary of the Politics and Law Committee and the director of the Public Security Bureau were also promoted. From the traffic patrol police who did not even include a clerk to the top of the spire of Binzhou Road, he became one of the most powerful dozen people. He was holding it for only five years.
Others think that his backing is Haicheng Ying. People in the system know that it is not Haicheng Ying. He secretly guessed from above. Only he himself knows that he has no backing. If it does, it is the old man in front of him. , But every time he gives pointers, he will take him to a higher level.
The last point of instruction was half a year ago. Haicheng Ying blood-washed Binzhou Taoist politics. Only 17 of the 17 deputy mayors were beheaded. He was not a part of Haicheng Ying, but he survived, or relying on the guidance of Cheng Lao. In the end, although the position of the secretary of the Politics and Law Committee was cut off, it was mixed with a deputy mayor. The scope of rights has changed somewhat, but the total amount of rights has not changed. On the contrary, because the number of deputy mayors has decreased, virtually he has more power at his disposal.
But he also knew that with more power, there was a mountain above him. Haicheng should want to seize his power, which is a matter of one sentence. Although he is the director of the Public Security Bureau, the deputy director and the secretary of the Politics and Law Committee are all Haicheng Ying people. It was overhead, and when Haicheng applied the position of deputy mayor to change his position as the secretary of the Politics and Law Committee, he was quite happy, only to realize that everything is a routine.
Cheng Lao is best at counterattacks, so he is eager to get his guidance.
"Let the news go." Cheng Laodao said.
"That's it?" Lu Kaiming didn't understand.
"That's it!" Cheng Lao smiled gently.
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Lu Kaiming himself knew his situation, and there were many twists and turns in the officialdom. He didn't understand it, so he didn't want to, because he was convinced 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. There are naturally hundreds of ways to send a message. Within half an hour, all forces in Binzhou Road knew that the police on Binzhou Road were sent out. Today, Binzhou Road The police force is empty. 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 a place where the boss of the underworld solves problems and discusses important issues.
It didn't take long for Lu Kaiming's news to pass. A little old man smoking dry tobacco, a big man in a vest, a male brother with sunglasses, and a middle-aged man with Mickey Mouse on his neck came to the tea house. The four of them walked into the tea house. Outside the tea house, no less than 20 cars were parked, all of them were people.
Boss travel is not only a matter of face, but also a matter of security. Where the light does not shine, sin and chaos are unimaginable to ordinary people.
"Pistol, you are not dead yet." The man in the vest bulged up with muscles, squeezing the loose vest like a little girl's sling. He is the boss of Xicheng, the ugly man, and the power evolutionist, known as the most powerful person in Binzhou Road.
"You stupid people are still alive. Where can my old man die so soon?" The cigarette slammed on the face of the ugly man. He is the boss of Dongcheng and became famous.
For dozens of years, he was originally a practicing family. After the zombies broke out, he gained evolutionary ability. He shot very few, and no one knew what his ability was. Of the four bosses, the most mysterious.
The ugly man's eyes narrowed and the muscles on his arm tightened instantly, but looking at the rifle with a smile, his fist slowly released again. It was a pity that Mickey Mouse secretly opened the chair and sat down, impatiently: "Don't be crooked, to be honest, I'm still busy comforting my baby."
"Don't you always say that you want to control Binzhou Road? This is the best opportunity." The smoker looked at the three of them, his tone aggravated. "My food is running out, I believe you are almost there, I ca n’t stand it anymore. It's just a fight. "
"What the fear is, the government will not care. With so many people, the government is also afraid of rebellion." Mickey Mouse did not care.
"Idiot!" Fan Shuai with sunglasses whispered.
"Sissy, you're so smart, the top students in famous schools are not following us to the underworld." Mickey Mouse stared at Fan Shuai with a flash of fear.
"The government wants some people to rebel, especially the poor. If you kill one more person, you can save a share of 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 smoke gun. "To be honest, did you get on the line with the military?" With this remark, both the ugly man and Mickey Mouse were shocked and looked at the cigarette with vigilance. gun.
The name of the smoke gun is Tu, and no one knows it. He probably doesn't remember it himself. When he was young, he was too murderous, and he was called a butcher. Now he is old and the underworld is full of new people. He has no respect for him. Because he was holding an old cigarette every day, he called him a cigarette.
"Still talking to Fan Shuai and worrying." The smoker grinned, tapped on the table ashes, refilled a bag of cigarettes, and took a sip, showing a happy expression on his face. "Yes, not long ago, I I have a relationship with the military department. The army should be dissatisfied with Haicheng for a long time. We should start here. There should be no one available to Haicheng. We can only rescue the army.
"I'm worried that the army will take care of it." Fan Shuai said coldly.
"To be honest, I don't trust the army, but are we sheep? If you have been operating Binzhou Road for so long, it is hard to say who wins and loses, and Haicheng should not have a backhand?" Asked the smoker.
Fan Shuai didn't ask any questions, Mickey Mouse and Ugly Man blinked their eyes, wondering what ~ EbookFREE.me ~ About half a minute, Mickey Mouse and Ugly Man looked up at the same time and asked: "When will it start?"
"Nine o'clock in the evening!" The smoke gun said.
"Why is it nine o'clock?" It's not surprising that Mickey Mouse is at night. They are mixed with the underworld. They like the darkest action most, just wondering why it is not eight or ten.
The smoking gun didn't answer. He took a look at Fan Shuai, and Fan Shuai said lightly: "At that time, the police and the team that killed Master Hai had already encountered each other, and it was not easy to come back."
"Are there any questions?" Asked the smoker with a smile.
"Say so much, sooner or later," said the ugly man.
"Fuck it," Mickey Mouse said.
Fan Shuai got up and walked outside, fluttering a sentence, "Be careful not to make a wedding dress for Ji Shihui!"
Hearing the Jishihui, all three face changed.
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