Chapter 1150: Zehao

In Tiancheng Group, Liu Zishu stood beside Qin Yu and said softly, "The Baojun didn't succeed, Miller is dead."
Qin Yu heard the sound and looked at him, "So fast?!"
"As soon as the Baojun and the others were about to take action, some of the marching crowd shot at them." Liu Zishu said in a low voice, "This group of people knew in advance that we were going to take action. They dragged the Baojun and the police officers inside the station. Hearing the movement, he rushed over to support him. The Baojun couldn't fight, so he could only leave."
"Who did Miller then?" Qin Yu asked.
"...I don't know. Baojun said that at least five groups of people will want to get rid of him. Songjiang North Station became a mess, but people from the anti-terrorist brigade, plus the police officers in the station did not protect him." Liu Zishu The news was very well-informed and said, "His head was chopped off and he threw it in the square in front of the station!"
Qin Yu frowned, "What about the public's reaction."
"The masses are very excited, and many people have gone to the square in front of the station." Liu Zishu said with some concern. "Miller is dead. It is impossible to hold him accountable through the demonstrations. I will now I'm afraid, the breath on the ground will disappear, and the movement will become smaller and smaller."
"It won't happen." Qin Yu shook his head. "Instead, more intense conflicts will come."
"Why?" Liu Zishu asked somewhat puzzled.
"Because of Miller's identity, it will cause chaos in Fengbei. The General Administration cannot give a satisfactory answer to the European capitalists. They may also make trouble. Songjiang has been in chaos for a week, but you have seen the one responsible for suppressing the people. Has the leader's head been cut off?" Qin Yu replied in a low voice, "Class, skin color issues will affect the nerves of many people."
"Yes." Liu Zishu nodded.
"You asked Baojun to do this. Who else has heard of this news?" Qin Yu asked.
"I gave him the order directly. Few people should know it." Liu Zishu recalled it carefully, then frowned and asked, "Could it be because Baojun showed his face frequently on the ground recently and was recognized by others, and deliberately stopped him? He wants to take this half a million?"
Qin Yu thought for a while, and said blankly, "You have to look up this matter."
"Good!" Liu Zishu nodded.
"Notify everyone, one and a half hours later, in the large conference room, the decisive battle is coming." Qin Yu ordered.
"Okay." After Liu Zishu heard the sound, he immediately left the room.
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At about ten o'clock in the evening, Songjiang, which had been noisy for a day, was completely quiet. A large number of marchers scattered to rest. The empty streets were all garbage, as well as the murder weapons and personal belongings thrown away when the conflict broke out.
At Songjiang North Station, Miller’s head was taken away long ago, and the police officers who were still behind were extremely depressed. They all experienced the shooting incident in the station just now and saw the sacrifices of many of their companions. In their sorrow and regret, Also mixed with fear and fear.
On the side of the road, the police station and the security company have increased their patrols. There are at least three cars on every street, and a large number of live ammunition are distributed to prevent sudden attacks by the people.
At the South Pass, the people outside the zone who wanted to cross the pass have dispersed. The wall of the special zone has been blown out of several meters-long holes. The crossing hall, watchtower, and the entrance railings, machinery and other buildings have been paralyzed by at least percent. Eighty, the left-behind joint defense team members temporarily set up bunkers, sandbags, barbed wire, protective steel plates, ground barbed belts and other military facilities, which have been seen everywhere at the border, and even battle tanks and armored vehicles have been driven over there.
Under the dim light, a joint defense soldier leaned against the wall and asked his companions, "Do you think it’s interesting? We are obviously a military unit and managed by a theater. But the Songjiang is so big now, but the troops are basically. Regardless of us, the people outside the district still call us political lackeys... Who do you think we provoke?"
"I can get a salary, a bonus, a house, and support the family, so I can carry a gun." The companion smoked and said flatly. "As for who the boss is, it doesn't matter, I can understand it. Without that faction, those people are willing to think for us! Whether it is party or government, military or government, all the are running hard, so I hope that ten years later, twenty years later, wait for Jiangshan Be solid, my son can live in a good time."
The two were silent, looking at the distance dumbly, not communicating.
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The capital of Bongbuk.
Shao Yun sat in the car and asked softly, "Big Brother? Why do you want to do this? Shouldn't the General Administration communicate with them?"
On the right side of the back seat, a man of about 33 years old, dressed in a decent suit, said flatly, "Miller is gone, the Europeans have a big reaction, and the General Administration is afraid that the talk will collapse. Go talk, there is a buffer!"
The man’s name is Xiang Zehao, who is recognized as the head of the party and government in Fengbei Circle. He stepped down from the position of Secretary General of the General Administration of Government a year and a half ago. He is currently at a level reserved, but there is no specific position. Rumors say that he was temporarily marginalized by the old man because of a family conflict, but no one knows the specifics.
The car drove slowly into a villa area in Fengbei, and Yun Shao, who was calling for rain outside, immediately got out of the car to help him pull the door. Xiang Zehao tidyed up his clothes and walked on.
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A few minutes later, inside the villa.
Miller's wife was sitting on the sofa in the lobby and weeping bitterly. Other European men and women were talking to each other in groups.
Xiang Zehao was invited into the study room and met a middle-aged man in his forties. He is one of the representatives of the European capitalists in the nine districts. He is in charge of several pillar industries in Fengbei. He also holds a key position, but he is different from Miller. When the 9th district was first undertook to build, he was a local citizen and obtained the first batch of permanent residency. UU Reading www.uukahnshu.com is authentic. Legal citizens of the nine districts have all basic rights and interests.
"Mr. Hebrew, long time no see!" Xiang Zehao stretched out his hand and said to him.
"Please sit down, Mr. Xiang." Hebrew shook his hand and greeted him lukewarmly.
Xiang Zehao bent down and sat on the chair outside the desk, and whispered, "As soon as the news of Director Miller's death comes back...!"
"After Miller died, I have been sitting here and making calls." Hebrew said with his hands in his hands and staring at Xiang Zehao with blue eyes. "Finally, we decided to talk to the General Administration from the perspective of the European Union. Let’s talk about this. We don’t want to listen to the official language. We just want to ask the General Administration and the government when we can find the murderer and when we can wipe out the company or organization that caused the riot in Songjiang!"
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Songjiang City, Government Affairs Department.
Director Xin sat on the sofa with his eyes gloomy and said, "My suggestion is to gather the police and directly destroy Tiancheng in the district. Qin Yu and his core team are all in the city. Fast...!"