Doomsday Rise

"After the body is sold for money, everyone will have a share." You Mengshou said loudly.

The pirate who was picking up the zombie corpses suddenly burst into joy, feeling that he was following a good master. When following Master Hai, Master Hai always got the good things alone, and they had no share.

"You are in big trouble." Tietou's first words when he saw You Mengshou.

"I came to you just to find out where this Young Master Hai came from." You Mengshou glanced at the farmer and Black Scorpion. Although they didn't speak, their expressions revealed the same meaning as Tietou.

Haicheng Ying, the master of Binzhou Dao, originally had two sons, but one of them was later killed. He was also injured and lost his fertility. He had more than a dozen aunts and wives, all of whom were just decorations. He placed all his hopes on Young Master Hai, and no matter how evil he did, he would always be there for him.

Before the zombie chaos, Young Master Hai still had some sense of control. After all, order was still there. After the zombie outbreak, Young Master Hai became completely lawless. He raped women, bullied the weak, and took human life lightly... He had done almost all the bad things he could do, Binzhou Road. Dare to be angry but dare not speak, Haicheng should cover the sky on Binzhou Road with one hand, his words are king's law. No one dares to settle accounts with Master Hai.

After Master Hai finished causing harm to Binzhou Road, he found a new way to play, pretending to be a pirate. He smeared pastels on his face like a fool, but even a fool knew it was him. Anyone who wanted to fool around on Binzhou Road could only consider himself unlucky when he encountered the pirate flag. There are also those who are unwilling to hand over their hard-earned money in vain, and the consequences will be disastrous. It’s not like there are no people who take desperate risks. In the end, they disappear silently and never appear again, but Master Hai has been living well.

"You'd better run for your lives quickly. Going to Binzhou Road is like throwing yourself into a trap." The farmer advised.

"Let's talk about other people, people or forces that don't like Haicheng. I think it's impossible for Haicheng to have no enemies on Binzhou Road, right?" You Mengshou asked with a smile.

"Yes, I dare not stand up publicly, but privately..." Seeing You Mengshou's indifference, the farmer could only sigh in his heart.

In a society governed by the rule of law, no one can cover the sky with one hand. The area of ​​Binzhou Road is very large, three times that of a normal road, and there are more mayors than ordinary roads, 17. The zombie chaos broke out, and these deputy mayors were either killed by zombies, or turned into zombies themselves, or had other accidents. Now there are only 6 deputy mayors left. If there is no story in it, the poor people will not believe it, but no one will pursue it.

But because no one is pursuing it, does that mean it didn't happen? Obviously not.

"...In order to avenge his son, all the police were dispatched. They really thought that the police station was run by their family." In the study of Deputy Mayor Lu Kaiming,

Books were scattered all over the floor. Lu Kaiming's expression was ugly. In his hand, a unicorn jade paperweight was broken into two halves. This was the most satisfying piece in his collection, which showed the anger in his heart.

"Everything has two sides." The old man in Tang suit calmly packed up the books on the floor one by one, neatly put them back on the bookshelf and the table, straightened the fallen sand leakage, and said calmly: "On the surface, you, the director of the Public Security Bureau, are completely ignored, but have you ever thought that because of this, you will not be noticed."

"Please give me some advice from Mr. Cheng." Lu Kaiming suddenly restrained his anger and looked respectful. Five years ago, he was still a small traffic patrol policeman. He once thought that he would spend his whole life in an ordinary way, until he met Mr. Cheng.

In five years, he went from a weathered traffic patrol policeman to deputy captain, squadron captain, brigade captain, deputy director, and executive deputy director step by step. Finally, he defeated countless powerful enemies and successfully became the director of the Public Security Bureau. Soon, he was promoted to Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee and Director of the Public Security Bureau. From a traffic patrol policeman who was not even a section officer, he went to the top of the steeple on Binzhou Road and became one of the dozen or so most powerful people with great power. It only took him five years.

Others think that his backer is Haicheng Ying. People within the system know clearly that it is not Haicheng Ying. They secretly guess that it comes from above. Only he knows clearly that he has no backer. If he does have one, it is the old man in front of him who talks less. , but every time he gives guidance, his status will rise to a higher level.

The last pointer was half a year ago, when Haicheng Ying was in a bloodbath in the Binzhou Dao political scene. Only a few of the 17 deputy mayors were killed. He was not a direct descendant of Haicheng Ying, but he survived because of the guidance of Mr. Cheng. In the end, although the position of secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee was eliminated, a deputy mayor was added. The scope of power changed somewhat, but the total amount of power remained the same. On the contrary, due to the reduction in the number of deputy mayors, he has more powers at his disposal.

But he also knows that no matter how much power he has, there is still a big mountain above his head. Haicheng Ying wanted to seize his power, which was just a matter of one sentence. Although he was the director of the Public Security Bureau, the deputy director and the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee were all Haicheng Ying's people. They contacted him directly, as the director of the Public Security Bureau. He was quite happy when Haicheng used the position of deputy mayor to replace him with the position of secretary of the political and legal committee. Only now did he realize that everything was a routine.

Cheng Lao is best at Jedi counterattack, so he is eager to get his guidance now.

"Spread the news." Old Cheng said.

"That's it?" Lu Kaiming was a little confused.

"That's it!" Mr. Cheng smiled softly.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Lu Kaiming knew his situation well. He couldn't understand the many twists and turns in the officialdom, so he simply didn't want to do it because he was sure that Mr. Cheng would not harm him. At least so far, Mr. Cheng has been helping him.

Lu Kaiming is the director of the Public Security Bureau. There are naturally thousands of ways to convey a message. In less than half an hour, all the forces on Binzhou Road, big and small, knew about it. The policemen on Binzhou Road were dispatched. Today, Binzhou Road The police force is empty. If you want to do something, it's best to take advantage of this moment.

Light and darkness are opposites and coexist. Binzhou Road is no exception. Yixiang Tea House is a place where gang bosses solve problems and discuss important matters.

Not long after the news about Lu Kaiming came out, a short old man smoking a cigarette, a big 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 together. The four of them walked into the teahouse. Outside the teahouse, there were no less than 20 cars parked, all of them full of people.

When the boss travels, it is not only a matter of face, but also a matter of safety. Where the light does not shine, the evil and chaos are unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Bongqiang, you're not dead yet." The muscles of the big man in the vest bulged, squeezing the loose vest like a little girl's suspenders. He is the boss of Xicheng, an ugly man, a power evolver, and is known as the most powerful person in Binzhou Road.

"If someone as stupid as you is still alive, how could I, an old man, die so quickly?" A puff of cigarette smoke hit the ugly man's face. He is the boss of Dongcheng and has become famous.

For decades, it turned out to be Lian Jiazi. After the zombie outbreak, he gained the ability to evolve. He rarely took action, and no one else knew what his abilities were. Among the four bosses, he was the most mysterious.

The ugly man narrowed his eyes, and the muscles in his arms tensed instantly, but looking at the smiling face of the smoker, his fists slowly loosened again. Mickey Mouse secretly said a pity, pulled out the chair, sat down, and said impatiently: "Stop jabbering, let's get down to business, I'm still busy comforting my baby."

"Haven't you always said that you want to control Binzhou Road? This is the best opportunity." Yanqian looked at the three of them and said in a serious tone, "I don't have much food anymore, and I believe you have almost as much. I can't survive it anymore." , just give it a try."

"What are you afraid of? The government won't care. With so many people, the government is also afraid of rebellion." Mickey Mouse said indifferently.

"Idiot!" Fan Shuai, wearing sunglasses, cursed in a low voice.

"Sissy, you are so smart and a top student from a prestigious school, why don't you join us in the underworld." Mickey Mouse stared at Fan Shuai fiercely, with a hint of fear flashing across his face.

"The government is eager for someone to rebel, especially the poor. If one more person dies, it will save a piece of relief food. Do you think the government is very 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, "Tell me the truth, Mr. Tu, are you in contact with the military?" As soon as he said this, both the ugly man and Mickey Mouse were startled and looked at the smoke gun warily. gun.

No one knows the name of Yanqian Tu. He probably doesn’t remember it himself. When he was young, he was too murderous and he was called a butcher. Now that he is old and there are many newcomers to the underworld, they don’t respect him that much. Because he smokes a pipe every day, everyone calls him a pipe smoker.

"It's easier to talk to Fan Shuai." The smoker chuckled, knocked the ashes on the table, refilled a pack of cigarettes before opening his mouth, taking a puff, with a happy expression on his face, "Yes, not long ago, I We have established a relationship with the military department. The army has been dissatisfied with Haicheng for a long time. If we launch an attack here, there will be no one available in Haicheng, so we can only rescue the army. When the time comes——"

"I'm just worried that the army will take advantage of you." Fan Shuai said coldly.

"To be honest, I don't trust the military either, but are we sheep? Everyone has been operating in Binzhou Road for so long. It's hard to say who will win and who will lose. And shouldn't Haicheng have no backup plan?" Yan Qian asked in return.

Fan Shuai stopped asking questions. Mickey Mouse and the ugly man's eyes flickered, wondering what they were thinking. About half a minute later, Mickey Mouse and the ugly man raised their heads almost at the same time and asked, "When will it start?"

"Nine o'clock in the evening!" Yanqiang said.

"Why is it nine o'clock?" Mickey Mouse was not surprised that it was night. They were gangsters and liked to operate at night. He was just curious why it was not eight o'clock or ten o'clock.

Yanqiang did not answer, but glanced at Fan Shuai, who said calmly: "At that time, the police and the convoy that killed Master Hai had already encountered each other. It will not be easy to come back."

"Any more questions?" Yan Qian asked with a smile.

"Why are you talking so much? Sooner or later you have to fight." The ugly man said.

"Fuck you," said Mickey Mouse.

Fan Shuai stood up and walked outside, saying lightly, "Be careful not to make a wedding dress for Jishihui!"

When they heard about the Jishihui, the expressions of the three of them changed.

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