His best skill is taking the blame. The skill of taking the blame is maxed out.

The bigger the pot you shoulder, the greater the benefits you will get in the future. Besides, this is not a big pot. It is easy to shoulder.

What's wrong with killing some of your party's backbones? It's not like you haven't killed them before...

Xu En was silent.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

There was a faint sound of gunfire in the distance.

Zhang Yong stood up.

"Director Xu, you can leave."

"good."

Xu En couldn't get what he asked for, so he hurriedly got up and left.

Suddenly he was stopped by Zhang Yong again.

"Director Xu, please send the money to someone close to Miss Song Ziyu."

"I understand. I understand. I understand."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded with satisfaction.

Song Ziyu hasn't come back yet. But there must be someone in Chongqing.

For example, that little beauty.

It is impossible for Xu Enzeng not to know.

Now that you know it, you will do it.

Xu Enzeng took the people away in a hurry.

After arriving outside, the first thing to do was to arrange for people to immediately prepare three hundred thousand banknotes.

The money must be sent over as soon as possible. Zhang Yong must not be given a chance to attack again.

Otherwise, God knows when Zhang Yong will prepare another meal for himself.

Afraid.

He is really afraid.

I just hope that Zhang Yong will not come looking for me again in the future.

Even if you pay 300,000 yuan in protection fees every year, it is not impossible. I just want peace of mind...

Huh?

Three hundred thousand per year?

It seems possible to consider it. Really.

My mind suddenly became active...

If you can avoid the disaster star Zhang Yong with 300,000 yuan per year, the price/performance ratio is simply too high.

Compared with those who take money but have no responsibility, Zhang Yong is simply a model of credibility. As long as you are willing to give money, he really does things.

Black text on white paper.

Take all the responsibilities on your shoulders.

It’s so tough. How many people can do it? I can’t find anyone else.

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Zhang Yong sneezed continuously.

Touch your nose. Be prepared for a protracted battle tonight.

It's a long night, and it's estimated that many people will greet Zhang Yong and his family tonight, possibly including his 180th generation ancestors.

But it doesn't matter.

The hatred-drawing skills have been maxed out a long time ago. The auspicious immunity...

Lin Qianjun opened the door and came in.

"Commissioner, Commander Gu from the Military Police Headquarters is here."

"Invite him in."

"yes."

Lin Qianjun turned around and walked out.

Soon, Gu Zhenglun came in alone.

Seeing the pistol in front of Zhang Yong and the food next to him...

Suddenly his face turned pale. There was a loud bang in his mind. His whole body felt like a Muggle on the spot.

Zhang Yong:……

Oh, that's scary.

The dignified military police commander was frightened.

He stood up and said with a smile: "Commander Gu, don't be nervous. I just wanted to invite Director Xu of the Central Military Commission to eat. But he didn't want to eat, so he invited others to eat. Did you hear the gunfire? That's right.

Inviting others to dinner!"

"I, I..." Gu Zhenglun didn't come back to his senses for a while.

There are only three words that come to mind——

Breaking the meal...

Breaking the meal...

"Qianjun. Move away. Move away."

"yes."

Lin Qianjun moved the food away.

Zhang Yong also put away his pistol.

Gu Zhenglun's complexion gradually returned to normal.

[To be continued]
Chapter completed!