The real behind the scenes

Tang Zhiqian just wanted to ride the wind and waves in the financial waves and enjoy the fun of financial wars. Bei Shixiang was critically ill and didn't know who the next decision-maker was. Bei Mingjun promised to give him everything he deserved, but Liao Xuebing wanted to trample on his dignity, and it should be clear who he chose.

The other people were basically defeated by Bei Mingjun, and only Ran Hulong, who had been loyal for decades, did not dare to move. When he learned that Liao Xuebing had investigated the mastermind behind the scenes, he instructed his subordinates to refer the clue to Ran Hulong.

, in the Star Building, almost all his eyes and ears. Bei Caiju colluded with Bei Yongxiao earlier, and also acted under Bei Mingjun's instructions, aroused his impulsive desire and took the initiative to touch Lao Liao's bad luck.

Sitting upright on the bench, an unfathomable smile appeared on his face: "Liao Xuebing, don't interfere in the internal affairs of the Bei family, it will not be good for everyone. I believe you are a wise man, and you should feel the wind blowing wherever the wind blows."

"Did Bei Shixiang be poisoned by you?"

"It's no longer important to discuss this. The key is that he is obsessed with expanding his power, arbitrary and making bandits, which makes us complain. Last time someone borrowed two thousand cars, Bei Shixiang immediately transferred from our departments, making my salesperson only take a taxi when signing a contract, which has a very bad impact. Such people are not qualified to lead us to continue."

Lao Liao sighed: "Well, since that's the case, I won't interfere with your Bei family's affairs, but

I took Bei Xiaodan away." He was so conspired that he seemed to have suddenly become ten years older. He hunched his body and walked into the ward with Sa Lei slowly.

Ran Hulong seemed to have his spine removed by someone, and he smiled strongly and said, "My people are coming soon, I will not let you go. Bei Mingjun. I am useless to think you are a good brother. You actually attacked Brother Shixiang."

Bei Mingjun said calmly: "Your people will not listen to you anymore. I can think of letting you enjoy your old age when we have been brothers for many years. But you have to make a speech on TV. It is time for me to participate in the election of parliamentarians."

"Dream!" Ran Hulong hurriedly picked up the phone, but all he heard was a sentence: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ran, I have a family and a baby..." He sat down dejectedly and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Bei Caiju reminded: "Don't forget that there is Mo Laowu in the West City, he will never sit idly by."

"Mo Laowu is a family friend of the Bei family, but he is just a little better with Bei Shixiang. Now that Bei Shixiang is useless, I will let him get more benefits than before."

"Liao Xuebing also controls a small gang called the Speed ​​Party in Beicheng. In addition, he knows many giants at the Ullambane meeting. Are you not worried about revenge?"

Bei Mingjun felt awesomely proud: "The giants of the Ullambane society understand what Liao Xuebing can give them, and what I can give them. As for the Speeding Party, it will collapse tonight. As long as Liao Xuebing and his confidants walk out of this hospital, they will be destined to not see the sun tomorrow."

When Bei Caiju heard that he didn't even plan to let him go, and he would kill the roots. It was heartbreaking.

"Everyone can leave."

...

The new security police officer on Zhuque Street crossed the crowd and still did not change his uniform after get off work. He was preparing to go to the bar to pick up a few girls with this enviable identity. The straight uniform was cold and elegant, and the heroic appearance was more like a hero. Buddha relied on gold clothes and people relied on clothes. Crossed eyes no longer had to please girls with a shy face as usual. At this time, a beautiful woman came to chat with him.

He politely refused the invitation from an older young woman and walked into the toilet to let go of water. He hummed a lewd song and shook the things under his crotch, feeling the sensuality and joy.

A guest opened the small wooden door of the toilet compartment and smiled and said, "Brother, can you borrow a fire?" He crossed his eyes and looked disgusted without looking back: "Get out, borrow it from your mother."

With a bang, this was the last sound that Cross-eye heard. A hole was drilled from the back of the head to the forehead, and blood was sprayed on the wall of the urine groove. The shape was unique like a painting by a postmodern artist. Cross-eye's face was twisted, and his hands reached to his neck to pull it. After all, he didn't say anything, and he was overturned.

In the bathroom of the Wave Night Bar, a gradually cold body was quietly lying.

Du Wenkai, the owner of the Suzaku Car Company, pulled down the rolling gate and locked himself in the car company. There was a Harley motorcycle that had just been smuggled by the venomous snake gang that needed to be modified. The appearance of this silver-gray Harley is extremely explosive, with a high front, like two horns, a streamlined body, a heavy and cold body, like a tank in a motorcycle, with great visual tension.

Du Wenkai secretly exclaimed, "Damn it, I should have asked the Bing Ge to take away the smuggling channels of the poisonous snake gang to make a profit. Such a good car must be sold for at least 200,000 yuan in the China Overseas Automobile Market." After taking pictures of the fuel tank, I found something was wrong: "Why is it full of oil? Didn't I only put one liter of it during the test drive?"

Only a faint ticking sound was heard, Du Wenkai cursed: "Whose watch has forgotten to take it back? Well, let me find it and I will slam it tomorrow."

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the Harley motorcycle exploded, emitting huge energy, and the burning waves swallowed everything. The house was blown up and a raging fire ignited. A twisted and charred exhaust pipe flew into the sky, spinning and falling rapidly, and inserted into a branch more than a hundred meters away.

At the end of November, the streets of Qianshui Street were cold and wet. Xue Muqiu had not received any news from Liao Xuebing for a long time. He expected to give himself a vacation tonight and have some fun. He passed by a convenience store and stopped the car, intending to buy a few dozen Du Leisi for later use. He picked up the goods on the shelves and went to the cashier to pay the bill. A stiff male salesperson walked towards him with sweat on his forehead, and a copy of China Overseas Daily covered his right hand and crossed his chest. The man pulled off the newspaper and pointed the black muzzle at Xue Muqiu.

A sharp-eyed female customer screamed. Xue Muqiu did not hesitate at all. She kicked her toes and jumped into the counter. The man fired three shots in a row, and the bullet penetrated through the wooden counter and stirred up a piece of wood chips, hitting his back.

The convenience store was filled with alarm bells, and the cashier was panicked. The man still got out of the gun and rushed out of the street. A black Volkswagen happened to park at the door. The door opened and the man jumped into the car. The Volkswagen flew away and could not see it for a moment.

Blood stained Xue Muqiu's body red

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Bei Shixiang was still not awake, Bei Xiaodan was exhausted and heartbroken, and he fell asleep on the edge of the bed. At the request of the doctor, Liao Xuebing beat Heng and picked up Bei Xiaodan, and Sa Lei helped Mrs. Bei out of the ward.

There was no one outside the corridor, and the seven leaders had left. The cold lights, the cold benches, only cigarette butts on the ground and the cooled ashes showed that a group of people had gathered here to hold a meeting called the turning point of the fate of the Bei Empire.

Sa Lei suddenly said, "There is a gunman in ambush outside the hospital, and I feel the movement." The small wooden window standing at the end of the corridor quietly opened out. It was dark and dark night, and the dim light in the corridor outside the hospital, and only a cleaner was cleaning. But a slight light flashed in the flowerbed, and then disappeared, and murderous aura soared into the sky. Sa Lei had the greatest capital of voyeurism, had excellent eyesight, and even the darkness could be seen slightly; he could even hear the frequency of the young woman moaning across several walls, and could see the movements outside the hospital.

"They were ambushed in the flowerbed, at least ten people, all equipped with the AK47 automatic rifle. As long as we step out of the hospital gate, the bullets will knock us to pieces."

Liao Xuebing took out the phone: "Let Jia Chaoyang send someone to clean up the garbage." After the call, he tightened: "Bei Mingjun colluded with Cao Shengchao, an explosion occurred on Zhuque Street, a bank robbery occurred on Xuanwu Street, and a group of gunmen took hostages on Binhai Road and confronted the police. In less than four hours, almost all the entire Zhonghai was guilty, and all the police were transferred."

Sa Lei smiled and said, "Brother Bing, I have a solution. Isn't there an ambulance in the hospital?"

More than ten minutes later, two ambulances rushed to the side door of the hospital. The ambushed gunman did not expect that they had been discovered. The driver in front of him seemed to Liao Xuebing, and he raised his gun and knocked the first car into a hornet's nest full of holes. The second car had disappeared into the vast night.

The next day, Liao Xuebing didn't go anywhere, sat on the balcony on the second floor of the villa and smoked, and put a collection of books in his hand for a long time, but never turned a page. Bei Xiaodan and her mother stayed in the guest room on the third floor.

When Murong Lanluo heard that her father was critically ill and the company went bankrupt, she forgave the teacher's reckless behavior of taking her home privately.

Six of the more than 50 core members of the Speed ​​Party died. Thanks to his amazing physique, Xue Muqiu suffered nearly fatal injuries. Thanks to the gunman who was too nervous and had no time to take action too quickly, the bullet passed through the counter to reduce the speed and reduce the power, so he did not die on the spot. He is currently receiving treatment in Beicheng Hospital. The most destined Ye Xiaobai and Nandi have been drinking in the basement of the candlelight bar at the base camp. When they woke up the next day, they realized that the leaves were falling all over the trees, and bloody storms were flying.

Called Mo Laowu, and the guy already knew about Bei Mingjun's seizure of power, and was still full of bitterness: "Long Er actually instigated the skeleton group again and formed a new cabinet club. He smashed several places of my field last night. As soon as Bei Shixiong fell, the monsters and monsters became in chaos."
Chapter completed!