Early the next morning, outside the office compound of the Materials Management and Control Department, the man named Xu was sitting in the car eating a hamburger. He casually asked Ma Zai at the back: "Hey, did the second security guard call you today?"
ah?"
"No, he was beaten last night. Didn't he say that Xiao Yucheng's son was dead?"
"Tama, he also called me last night, but he lost contact later and can't be found." The man surnamed Xu frowned and cursed: "This bastard couldn't have accepted Xiao Yucheng's money in private.
Then he ran away, right?"
"No way, the second security guard has been with you for a long time."
"It's useless to follow him for a long time these days." The man surnamed Xu sneered: "Look for him again."
"Okay, I'll go find him later." Ma Zai in the back seat nodded.
The man surnamed Xu finished half of the hamburger in two mouthfuls, opened the car door and said, "Let's go, keep working!"
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At around 10 a.m., Longcheng City Government.
Secretary-General Lu was sitting in the office, raised his head and ordered to the civilian staff: "At one o'clock in the afternoon, we will hold a temporary meeting in Conference Hall 1. The main content of the meeting is the resettlement of returned workers. Vice Mayor Guo and Karl, as well as
People from the Relief Administration will attend to discuss the resettlement plan. Immediately notify all media and let them arrive in advance and prepare an interview plan."
"Yes." The civilian staff responded with a smile and asked Secretary-General Lu in a familiar manner: "Boss, this worker has just come back and has been discussing resettlement. Why are you so active this time?"
"With so many people coming in, can you build buildings or grant land to them?" Secretary-General Lu waved his hand and replied: "The border has been sealed. The workers are emotional. They need to hold a meeting to appease them. That's all. So,
Reports in the media must be highly accurate."
"Understood!" The civilian staff nodded: "Then I will make arrangements."
"Go." Secretary-General Lu responded. He lowered his head and glanced at the phone, and saw that Jing Yan had just sent him a text message. The content was very concise.
"Boss, are you free for a quick lunch?"
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At noon, around 12:40, Vice Mayor Guo took his nap and went down to the parking lot with his entourage.
"Hello, Mayor Guo!" Karl walked over from another building with a big belly.
"Hello, hello, Mr. Carl!" Vice Mayor Guo greeted him and shook hands with him with a smile.
The two of them took their respective staff, exchanged a few words briefly, and then got into their own cars and rushed to the venue.
Seven or eight cars drove out along the road behind the compound and happened to encounter a red light at the intersection, but there was not much traffic, so the driver wisely turned on his double flashers and prepared to pass directly from the service road and go straight.
The city government's small cars are not required to abide by traffic rules in "emergency situations." In order to allow the leaders to go to the conference room to rest early, the drivers all overtake from the side of the road and prepare to pass in advance.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, a medium-sized truck following the convoy suddenly accelerated, its engine made a harsh noise, and it rushed up at an extremely fast speed.
The driver heard the sound and glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw that the cargo truck had rushed onto the curb, running straight towards the right side of his vehicle and crashing into it.
"Squeak!"
The driver turned the steering wheel urgently and adjusted the body to the left, but unfortunately there were social vehicles waiting for the signal in the front row on the left, and there was not much space.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound on the street, and the car was hit by the truck and rushed out diagonally. Vice Mayor Guo in the car exclaimed and quickly pushed the car seat with his hand to stabilize his body.
"Squeak!"
After the large truck hit the car, it did not stop. Instead, it used its tall front end to push the car forward and continued to push it forward.
"This is an attack! It's an attack!!" the driver roared.
"Bang! Bang!"
The tires of the medium-sized truck were tall, and under the roar of the high-horsepower engine, the body almost sat on the upper left side of the car.
"Get off the bus, mayor, get off the bus!" the driver shouted.
"Om, da da da...!"
The truck pushed forward a distance of about three or four meters with all its strength, and finally the fire was extinguished.
At this moment, the door of the truck popped open, and a lame Xiao Yucheng jumped out of the cab. With red eyes, he ignored the crowds on the street and pulled a rubber pipe directly from the front of the truck.
"Bang!"
At the same time, the door of the car popped open, and Vice Mayor Guo roared and tried to rush out and escape.
Xiao Yucheng looked at the people in front of him with a crazy face, and without hesitation used his thumb to push open the air-holding valve of the rubber tube.
"Bah, bah, bah...!"
A large amount of liquid spurted out.
"Don't I need money?! Here it is... I'll give it all to you!" Xiao Yucheng took out most of his savings overnight, bought a car, and bought a full box of gas tanks specially designed for the catering industry.
Xiao Yucheng looked at the people in front of him crazily, jumped to his feet and shouted: "If you don't let me live, then we will die together! Everyone will die!!!"
"Stab la la!"
Xiao Yucheng placed the lighter at the outlet of his specially made leather tube.
"Hoola la!"
The flames visible to the naked eye were drawn back into the leather tube.
"Crack!"
After Xiao Yucheng finished lighting the pipe, he took out two vapor bottles from the car, limped and ran to the side.
"Bang, bang!"
Xiao Yucheng lit a motorcycle bomb, threw it into Deputy Mayor Guo's car, and fled backwards.
Everything inside and outside the car was set on fire.
"Boom!"
Just when Lao Guo's body was igniting flames visible to the naked eye, the large truck suddenly exploded. The violent flames shot up seven or eight meters high. The force of the explosion directly tore the heavy truck into pieces. Countless debris spread across it and shot through many
The glass of surrounding cars.
Xiao Yucheng's revenge was simple and direct. He didn't want to run away at all. After his son died, he didn't know where to go.
What life, what life? These are completely meaningless to him!
He knew one thing, it was these sanctimonious politicians in suits who called him to leave in the first place, and now they will definitely pay for what happened to him!
After the explosion, the streets were in chaos.
Lao Guo was directly buried in the sea of fire.
Xiao Yucheng knew him. Thirteen years ago, this person was just the office director of the district political assistant. It was he who held meetings in person and called on workers to join the party, and it was he who made countless promises that were ultimately not fulfilled.
Xiao Yucheng watched him being burned to death with a smile, just like yesterday when he watched his son burning in a glass dome.
Xiao Yucheng walked towards the street with a photo of his son in his arms, smiling.
Soon, several police cars drove from the direction of the municipal compound. A dozen police officers got out of the car and ordered Xiao Yucheng to squat down with his head in his hands, but the latter ignored him at all. Instead, he exposed the fuse wrapped around his waist and lit it directly.
Rushed towards the crowd.
The police officer thought that what was wrapped around his waist was a bomb and immediately shot him to death.
How much blood does a person have? Xiao Yucheng proved through practice that after he fell, the blood that flowed out only stained the two or three meters around the body red.
It was unfair, so I resisted.
He resisted, so he died!
Xiao Yucheng's power was to ignite a truck full of gas tanks. However, with a single government order, the lives and deaths of 60,000 to 70,000 workers could only be thought of by the powerful.
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The news that the deputy mayor and three white men from the material management and control department were attacked and killed was like a bombshell that swept through the entire Dragon City and even the entire political arena of District 1, but this was just the beginning of a series of chain reactions.
Zhao Weihu, who was in Sinalo, never expected that he would be implicated because of this.?