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Chapter 434 For the dead ghost!

He also silently set a deadline for him in his heart. If Pang Guang could not take him out of the security bureau within three days, he would have to expose the matter in the Ninth Heaven.

Just as Wang Huaxiang was about to leave the place with a group of disabled people, Zhang Wuyou suddenly called him.

He didn't have any phone calls between Dongfang Lexian and Zhong Hua. It was really a bit troublesome to find them directly, but I guess Wang Huaxiang should know a little.

When Wang Huaxiang heard Zhang Wuyou ask for Zhong Hua's call, he became nervous again, so after giving Zhang Wuyou the phone number, he pretended to be still taking photos of Pang Guang's thugs aside to keep them as evidence of guilt.

How could Zhang Wuyou not know the little bit of his intestines in his heart? But he knew that Wang Huaxiang was useful and could not be dealt with immediately, so he called Zhong Hua on the spot.

After a while, Zhong Hua's somewhat low voice came from his phone.

"Haha, Director Zhong!" Zhang Wuyou called out, haha. In fact, he still admired Zhong Hua quite a bit.

"Who are you……"

"Zhang Wuyou!"

"Oh, you are Mr. Zhang who destroyed Wang Yichun last time." Zhong Hua couldn't say hesitate to Zhang Wuyou, but he couldn't say he liked each other, so his tone was a bit dull.

"That's right, it's me! I don't know if Director Zhong has time to invite me to his house for tea in the evening. Don't I want to know Director Zhong? Moreover, Captain Wang of your Security Bureau happened to have a few scumbags for me. I want to help him get some credit here!"

Zhang Wuyou said randomly, regardless of whether Director Dongfang really invited him. Since Dongfang Lexian was doing the service for Jingyan, he could call it at any time, but just don’t go too far.

"Captain Wang, I understand! What time is the evening?" Zhong Hua's tone was a little hesitant, but he didn't say much.

"See you at 9 o'clock in the evening!"

After Zhang Wuyou finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

When Wang Huaxiang heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. He knew that Zhang Wuyou's words would definitely work.

"Let's go and take all these shits who bully the common people back and don't let them sit in the bottom of the prison. I'm writing my surname backwards!" Wang Huaxiang shouted righteously.

The word "Wang" is written upside down. Isn't this still a king?

Zhang Wuyou smiled, and then asked Su Yuxin that Dongfang Lexian's phone number was coming.

When Dongfang Lexian heard that Zhang Wuyou was coming tonight, he was so happy. Before the phone was hung up, he could hear that Dongfang's family had already started to organize.

That guy is even more pompous than during the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Wuyou looked at Wang Huaxiang's figure gradually becoming far away and couldn't help but sneer. Since he wanted to be with the Pang family, he would just help him. Didn't he want to be promoted, then he would also help him.

Wang Huaxiang thought well, and the Pang family would definitely install personnel in the Security Bureau. Since this is a matter of time sooner or later, it is inevitable. Why didn’t Zhang Wuyou add fuel to the fire? Wouldn’t it be better to put the people supported by the Pang family in front of him?

Just as Wang Huaxiang brought everyone into the car and was about to leave, the taxi Youfu was finally back.

After a short while, Youfu actually picked several clothes for the two old men, and the 200,000 yuan cash was only removed by less than 20,000 yuan.

When he got off the car, he was nagged by his parents and could not take other people's money in vain. Besides, it was not easy for others to make money, so he had to be blessed to return the money to Zhang Wuyou.

"Blessed! Since you have taken out this money, you don't plan to take it back! You leave 50,000 yuan for your brother to study. You can place your fellow villagers for the rest. It's almost the New Year, let's make it over!"
Chapter completed!
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