"Sir Zhou, I have done some wrong things before, but I don't want to make the same mistakes again and again..."

Zhou Yu's eyes flashed a little coldly as he recalled what Goutou had just said.

If you're a mole, you're a mole. If you want to kill him, you're seeking death.

Zhou Yu thought for a while and picked up the phone: "SDU, I'm Zhou Yu, find me two snipers and two attackers in plain clothes, come directly to New Territories South to report, call me downstairs."

It doesn't take that many people to deal with one Guo Dingtian, but Zhou Yu still doesn't believe it. Life is precious, so be prepared.

...

At Yifeng Base Camp, the speakers and uncles who attended the meeting looked solemn on their faces.

"Brother Lie confirmed that he was killed. Ah Xiao, you were also there at the time. What happened?" Fu Ye asked.

"Hey, listen to it yourself." Ni Yongxiao took out the recording pen.

There is nothing wrong with the entire recording, except that the few lines about Mo Yilie not knowing that the hospital operation was an act were deleted. The first thing I felt after listening to it was that Mo Yilie and Ni Yongxiao were jointly trying to catch the bad guys.

As the recording progressed, everyone's expressions gradually became angry.

"You bastard! This spicy ginger, Brother Lie kindly took him in back then, but he turned out to be such a rebellious boy!"

"Mad, you must avenge Brother Lie! How dare you call the police, otherwise Brother Lie would not have died!"

"I really misjudged him."

"I will kill him!"

Uncle Yamane sighed: "Yi Lie is also in bad luck, but now I think the most important thing is to choose to sit in the restaurant. Yifeng has been having a bad time recently, so he must change his luck. If this continues, let alone seek revenge from La Jiang.

Otherwise, we ourselves will starve to death."

As soon as the topic of sitting in the restaurant was mentioned, there was no sound at all. Everyone looked at each other with their eyes, and their thoughts that were about to move could not be restrained.

After finishing the spicy ginger meal, not to mention anything else, everyone suddenly felt that they were good again when it came to choosing where to sit.

In the past, there were so many strong players suppressing me, and I knew I had no chance, but! Recently, all these strong players have disappeared. Isn’t this great opportunity coming?

Who doesn’t want to be a waiter anymore?

No one spoke, so Fu Ye took a breath and said: "What A Gen said makes sense. You have to choose when you are sitting in the office. So follow the old rules, first nominate for election, and then vote. Do you have any opinions?"

It's an old rule and no one has any objections.

"Let's get started, who wants to run?"

"Since there is no one, I will be the first to run."

"Well, who said there is no one? I am also running for election."

"If you all come, then I will come too."

Several people are of similar strength, and they all have the idea of ​​why not choose if they can.

Uncle Shan Gen squinted at this group of crooked melons and cracked dates. He felt that they were twisted. Not to mention his powerful abilities, they were not as pleasing to the eye as spicy ginger.

Is it okay if these people act as a district and serve as co-workers, and if they act as Yifeng's hosts? Anyway, he doesn't think it's reliable.

"Hey, Ah Xiao, you are also running for election." He said frankly.

It's not as good as Ni Yongxiao. At least he has a brain. He has to use his brain when he comes out to mess around.

"Uncle Yamane, isn't it? He is a newcomer, what qualifications does he have to be selected?"

"Yes, Uncle Shangen, why should he!"

"I don't agree either, he is simply not qualified!"

The three candidates were shouting loudly, and they tacitly understood that one less opponent would be another opponent, not to mention that this person was Ni Yongxiao.

Very stressful.

"You guys, before now, you weren't even qualified to stand in front of others." Uncle Shangen scolded with a sideways glance.

The identity is here, so I don't want to give in to them at all. Anyway, whoever becomes the seat must have his share.

"You said it was before." The person who spoke was unwilling to give in anyway, looking at Ni Yongxiao with ill intentions, his eyes meant the same thing, so be sensible and don't jump out.

"Ah Xiao, what do you mean?" Fu Ye asked gently.

The venue fell silent, and everyone looked at Ni Yongxiao.

Ni Yongxiao calmed down and said calmly: "Actually, anyone can do it, even if Mr. Shangen, the rich man, wants me to do it, that's fine too.

But since some people disagree, I will give it to you and I will not choose."

The spare tire who was running for the election felt happy when he heard this. Idiot, your uncles asked you to choose but you didn't choose. He shouted: "Hey, Uncle Tomi Yamane, you heard it, he didn't participate himself."

"Yeah, this has nothing to do with us."

A few people were still enjoying themselves, but Uncle Shangen and Mr. Fu looked puzzled.

I heard Ni Yongxiao say: "New Territories South is Zhou Yu's territory. How long did it take from the time Zhou Yu targeted Yifeng to the time Brother Lie got into trouble? You are confident that you can do better than Brother Lie. I wish you all the best."

Bless your mother, these words are like a basin of ice water, pouring down the three spare tires in the twelfth lunar month, so confused!

Although the old saying goes well, those who come out of the gang have long expected that one foot is in the cell and the other foot is in the mortuary, but this is just to deceive the brainless young and Dangerous people below.

Who really wants to die!

My blood was boiling just now, and now I think of Zhou Yu's appearance in my mind, which makes me feel more refreshed and more effective than cooling oil.

No matter how good the seat is, you still have to be lucky enough to sit there.

A certain spare tire said seriously: "Ahem, I remembered. I embezzled 500 yuan from the society last time. This proves that I can't control it. In order to avoid greater losses to the society, I abstained from voting."

People around me immediately accused him: "How could you do this! I'm different. I'm a soft-hearted person. Last time, the Young and Dangerous boy under my command stole 12,000 yuan, and I couldn't handle it ruthlessly. I'm really not suitable to be a waiter."

"

"You guys..." the last person sighed and said, "I just pulled down my underwear and found that what I was wearing today was actually a white pair. It's the year of my birth year and it's unlucky. Forget it, I won't choose it."

Uncle Shangen: "..."

Mr. Fu: "..."

In previous years, we fought hard to get the seats that were so prosperous, but now there are landmines underneath? Are you so unhappy?

All three candidates have withdrawn, so there is not even one candidate left?

Yifeng hasn’t seated yet??

The rich man looked at the three people disbelievingly. The three of them looked at him without even looking at him.

Ni Yongxiao pushed up his glasses: "Then I'll do it."

As soon as the words came out, the tone changed.

Switch from sluggish to strong in one second.

When it came to choosing a seat, he didn't even prepare to choose. He wanted to take it directly.

"What do you mean?"

There was no one else to choose, so the rich man asked symbolically.

"I have no objection."

"agree."

"Since we all agree, then Yifeng will rely on you, Ah Xiao." Master Fu said.

Ni Yongxiao nodded lightly: "There will be a meeting below."

Ni Yongxiao officially joined the Communist Party of China.

...

A residential house.

"If you want to assassinate Zhou Yu, the best opportunity is the party at night."

"Zhou Yu will most likely see the players off at the door or have a chat or something when the game is over. He won't move at that time."

"So we waited until the end of the show, left for a short while, and ambush on the opposite side. As long as Zhou Yu came out to talk to others, we would find this time to shoot and kill him with one shot!"

"The ten-meter fixed target is fine with you, right?" Goutou asked after he finished speaking.

Guo Dingtian touched the black gun in his hand, quickly drew it and pointed it at himself in the mirror, as if the person inside was Zhou Yu.

"Of course it's no problem. I'll hit the mark with every shot."

"Don't be so nervous." Dogou rolled his eyes: "Just shoot normally."

Guo Dingtian nodded. There was really no need to worry about the distance of ten meters.

"Then how do we leave?" he asked.

"No need to leave."

The dog head smiled: "When there is a commotion, wouldn't it be great if we joined the team looking for the murderer?"

"Beautiful!"
To be continued...