Chapter 442
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The air became sticky when the ninth day king released his pressure. The conference room did not turn on the air conditioner, but the temperature inside was like the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month. The members of the Standing Committee of Longcheng had goose bumps on their skin, their empty heads were dizzy, lying on the table and gasping hard.
Only the king can stand, draw his gun and shoot.
He Zhennan has a dignified face. He was born as a military God. He was once an expert in field troops. He has a firm will and can carry the first round of spiritual oppression. Zhao Weiguo and other people can't do it at all. He can only survive and look at the ninth king in horror.
At this moment, they felt that someone in the world could easily decide the life and death of others. The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee was so frightened that he could not urinate and sat on the ground, shaking violently.
Gunfire rang out.
Everyone looked forward to it.
On the ninth day, the king predicted the trajectory of the bullet, moved one step to avoid the bullet, kicked the king away, and said indifferently, "you are a good policeman. Where did you learn killing?"
The king hit the wall and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He still got up and protected the people behind him. Zhao Weiguo was shocked.
On the ninth day, the king smiled coldly. Without waiting for the king to speak, he shook his head and said, "killing is the unique skill of the hanging temple. It's good that you can steal three points. But if you don't tell who taught you, there's only one way to die."
The king spat a mouthful of blood foam and clenched his teeth and said, "you have the ability to pass through my body. I'm not afraid of you."
She didn't know that killing is the ancient martial arts of the hanging temple. It was taught by Yang Ping in a small area in the army after improvement. Killing is the top attack ancient martial arts. The hanging temple is known as the first holy land of attack power. The great saint of emptiness is one of the few people standing at the top of the world.
On the ninth day, the king had already seen that the king used the killing technique of the hanging temple, so he showed mercy. Otherwise, the previous kick would kill her. Not to mention him, even the Dragon God, the supreme leader of the Dragon God sect, is also afraid of the hanging temple.
Seeing that Wang was not the descendant of Xuankong Temple, on the ninth day, Wang hummed, "it was learned secretly. It's OK not to use bandiaozi's ancient martial arts. In that case, I'll kick Xuankong Temple to clean up the door."
He raised his hand, the palm was red, as if there was a flame burning. A little red light spread from the foot line and flooded the whole conference room. Everyone felt that he was in the sea of fire and his blood was boiling violently.
The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee couldn't stand it first. He fainted.
Zhang Pinguo aimed at the opportunity, suddenly pushed Zhao Weiguo to the ninth king, turned and ran to the door. Zhao Weiguo was caught off guard and was taken advantage of. He lay at the foot of the ninth king and was furious.
Zhang Pinguo, you dog, I won't let you go.
Zhang Pinguo ran away and wanted to call someone.
On the ninth day, the king didn't stop and showed a strange smile.
The king's eyes turned red, lost control of his body, and was terrified.
"I won't kill you. It's too cheap for you." on the ninth day, the king looked around and looked contemptuously, "you are all officials. You have so much power. Now you're just a dog under my feet."
Zhao Weiguo was furious and struggled to get up, but the mental pressure was too heavy, making him stick to the floor.
Wang was confused and wanted to sleep.
On the ninth day, the king cast dark hypnosis and wanted to hypnotize the king. This time, he suffered heavy losses in Longcheng and needed strong subordinates, and Wang was just one. Just when he succeeded and the king lost himself.
He Zhennan shouted, picked up the stool and jumped at the ninth king.
On the ninth day, the king was surprised. He didn't expect that under his authority, there were still people who could maintain their ability to move. He Zhennan's sneak attack gave Wang a chance to wake up. She opened her eyes as if she had a long dream. After waking up, her back was cold.
"Director!"
Wang opened his eyes and saw he Zhennan holding the ninth day king's thigh and being kicked to vomit blood. He saw that the faces of other standing committee members present changed wildly. Zhao Weiguo had a lot of opinions on he Zhennan, but he Zhennan's fierce spirit of fearing death deeply stimulated him.
On the contrary, Zhang Pinguo, the candidate for director of the Bureau he chose, actually pushed him out.
There is no comparison between the two.
"You go!"
He Zhennan's mouth was full of blood and his mouth was inflexible. He shouted, "if you don't go again, it's too late."
Wang helped Zhao Weiguo and other standing committee members up and rushed to the door. Her eyes were filled with tears and her heart tingled. Director he could not stop the ninth day king. Even one second would pay a heavy price.
Click!
On the ninth day, the king saw one by one leaving the meeting room and couldn't get rid of he Zhennan's tightly bound hands. His eyes were awe inspiring. He said in a cold voice, "mole ants, let me go." Gao Gao raised his feet and hit he Zhennan heavily on his back.
ah
Wang left the conference room with Zhao weiguochao. Hearing he Zhennan's participation, Wang turned back and shouted, "director!"
Zhao Weiguo and others were in a desperate situation. They didn't have time to be happy. The scream of he Zhennan came, and they looked at each other. Suddenly, Zhao Weiguo loosened Wang's hand, straightened his chest and sighed, "ashamed, Comrade He Zhennan defended us with his life. You go first. I'll help Comrade He Zhennan."
His eyes were firm and his courage soared.
He Zhennan's bravery touched Zhao Weiguo's hard heart and reminded him of his days in the army. In addition to his ability as an official, he also learned to be brave in the army.
Soldiers, even if there is death ahead, can't flinch at all.
The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee turned pale and shouted, "Secretary Zhao, no, you are everyone's backbone. You can't go in. If something happens to you, Comrade He Zhennan's efforts will be in vain."
Others nodded, except Yang Guoyong.
Yang Guoyong stood up at this time, came to Zhao Weiguo, stood side by side, and said, "Mayor Wen, you go to Comrade Li Xiangdong, commander of Yunnan Military Region, and there are extremely dangerous terrorists in Longcheng Municipal Bureau, and ask for military support."
"Secretary General Liao, you evacuate the clerks of the Municipal Bureau and gather all the police forces. Once we don't come out, blow up the conference room immediately. The ninth day king is absolutely not allowed to appear in front of ordinary people in Longcheng."
“……”
Yang Guoyong did not mess in the face of danger. Things were arranged one by one. Others ignored it and hurried away.
Zhao Weiguo showed a trace of appreciation in his eyes and said, "Mayor Yang, I didn't expect you to admit defeat in your blood."
Yang Guoyong smiled and said boldly, "Secretary Zhao is not afraid of death. It's a big deal to sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman."
"This is the first time that we have the same political views." Zhao Weiguo sighed and sighed. He never thought that since he became an official in the Taiping era, a municipal Party secretary would face such a crisis, but he did not escape, because even if he was arbitrary, he was also for the people, in order to improve the Longcheng economy and make more people have a sense of security.
Yang Guoyong moved his mind and said with a smile, "let's go. Don't let director he wait too long."
Wang listened to the dialogue between the first and second leaders of Longcheng municipal Party committee. The soldier's blood in his body was aroused. It seemed that his seriously injured body was better in an instant. He took a step and led the way in front.
They looked at each other and smiled, as if the long-standing gratitude and resentment had disappeared. They asked for a pistol from the king and rushed to the conference room. In the conference room, the floor was covered with blood, just like the colorful mountains.
On the ninth day, the king grabbed he Zhennan's neck and said in a cold voice, "I don't know what to do."
He Zhennan was not young. Fortunately, he was strong enough not to retreat because of intimidation. He stared and scolded, "someone like you will clean you up."
On the ninth day, the king thought of Yang Ping. He was arrested twice because of Yang Ping. They had a deep blood feud, grinned and said, "I've been in Longcheng for decades, and no one has let me suffer a loss. What you said is Yang Ping. After I go out, I'll take revenge and let his friends and relatives die in front of him one by one."
"Now, start with you."
On the ninth day, the king showed his kill and wanted to end he Zhennan's life.
When a fist hit the back of the head, Wang used his strength to perform the ultimate fighting skill. After serious injury, he had a new understanding of fighting. The boxing strength made the ninth day king feel dangerous.
He had to throw away he Zhennan and grabbed the king's fist.
Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong quickly helped he Zhennan up and asked, "are you okay?"
He Zhennan was in a semi coma. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong. His face changed slightly and gasped: "Secretary Zhao, Mayor Yang, it's dangerous here. You leave quickly and I'll resist it."
Zhao Weiguo shook his head and said firmly, "you have forgotten that not only you, but also I was a soldier. Soldiers are not allowed to retreat."
At this moment, Zhao Weiguo's body bloomed with hot brilliance, as if the military soul was reborn, infecting Yang Guoyong and he Zhennan. He Zhennan opened his mouth and sighed helplessly. Now it's too late to come, because Wang was beaten to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
On the ninth day, the king turned and his pupils beat the flame of revenge. He said in a cold voice, "since you want to die, die for me."
Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong shot one after another, but on the ninth day, the king didn't hit him with a bullet because of his strong spiritual perception. After avoiding with ease, he jumped at Zhao Weiguo and the three.
The dark shadow that blocks out the sun is suspended above the head. After shooting the bullet of the pistol, Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong throw away the pistol and pick up the stool to try their best. They stood in front of he Zhennan, trying to protect him.
Poof!
Where the two were the opponents of the ninth heavenly king, they just had a mental collision, vomited blood and fell to the ground.
On the ninth day, the king fell to the throne and said sarcastically, "you officials don't have much ability. You still want to stop me. You don't measure your strength."
"You all die!"
On the ninth day, Wang didn't want to have a long dream. He killed several people in the conference room and plunged Longcheng into chaos. He could get away. He wanted to see if these officials would cry bitterly in the face of death.
But no one is afraid.
Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong helped each other up with firm eyes.
On the ninth day, the king stared at them, as if he saw a virtual shadow behind them. He had mysterious magic, so that he couldn't do it. Their bodies are shaky, but they bite their teeth and hang a breath, fearless of death.
Army soul!
On the ninth day, the king saw the damn military soul from them.
"Even if there is a military soul, no one will save you!" on the ninth day, the king's face changed and finally said with a ferocious smile, "go to hell."
He grabbed Zhao Weiguo's head with a claw and wanted to completely kill the leader of Longcheng.
Zhao Weiguo's eyes are firm and fearless.
The semi disabled people in the conference room watched the king kill on the ninth day, but there was nothing they could do and their hearts were cramped. Wang raised his head and wanted to save secretary Zhao. However, he couldn't move and climbed desperately.
No!
Everyone roared in their hearts.
Pop!
A flash of light flashed through the door of the conference room, and a figure appeared in front of Zhao Weiguo like the wind to stop the ninth King's killing move.
"Sorry, I'm late."
People look up and smile, like the spring wind blowing across the earth, bringing hope to life.
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The air became sticky when the ninth day king released his pressure. The conference room did not turn on the air conditioner, but the temperature inside was like the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month. The members of the Standing Committee of Longcheng had goose bumps on their skin, their empty heads were dizzy, lying on the table and gasping hard.
Only the king can stand, draw his gun and shoot.
He Zhennan has a dignified face. He was born as a military God. He was once an expert in field troops. He has a firm will and can carry the first round of spiritual oppression. Zhao Weiguo and other people can't do it at all. He can only survive and look at the ninth king in horror.
At this moment, they felt that someone in the world could easily decide the life and death of others. The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee was so frightened that he could not urinate and sat on the ground, shaking violently.
Gunfire rang out.
Everyone looked forward to it.
On the ninth day, the king predicted the trajectory of the bullet, moved one step to avoid the bullet, kicked the king away, and said indifferently, "you are a good policeman. Where did you learn killing?"
The king hit the wall and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He still got up and protected the people behind him. Zhao Weiguo was shocked.
On the ninth day, the king smiled coldly. Without waiting for the king to speak, he shook his head and said, "killing is the unique skill of the hanging temple. It's good that you can steal three points. But if you don't tell who taught you, there's only one way to die."
The king spat a mouthful of blood foam and clenched his teeth and said, "you have the ability to pass through my body. I'm not afraid of you."
She didn't know that killing is the ancient martial arts of the hanging temple. It was taught by Yang Ping in a small area in the army after improvement. Killing is the top attack ancient martial arts. The hanging temple is known as the first holy land of attack power. The great saint of emptiness is one of the few people standing at the top of the world.
On the ninth day, the king had already seen that the king used the killing technique of the hanging temple, so he showed mercy. Otherwise, the previous kick would kill her. Not to mention him, even the Dragon God, the supreme leader of the Dragon God sect, is also afraid of the hanging temple.
Seeing that Wang was not the descendant of Xuankong Temple, on the ninth day, Wang hummed, "it was learned secretly. It's OK not to use bandiaozi's ancient martial arts. In that case, I'll kick Xuankong Temple to clean up the door."
He raised his hand, the palm was red, as if there was a flame burning. A little red light spread from the foot line and flooded the whole conference room. Everyone felt that he was in the sea of fire and his blood was boiling violently.
The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee couldn't stand it first. He fainted.
Zhang Pinguo aimed at the opportunity, suddenly pushed Zhao Weiguo to the ninth king, turned and ran to the door. Zhao Weiguo was caught off guard and was taken advantage of. He lay at the foot of the ninth king and was furious.
Zhang Pinguo, you dog, I won't let you go.
Zhang Pinguo ran away and wanted to call someone.
On the ninth day, the king didn't stop and showed a strange smile.
The king's eyes turned red, lost control of his body, and was terrified.
"I won't kill you. It's too cheap for you." on the ninth day, the king looked around and looked contemptuously, "you are all officials. You have so much power. Now you're just a dog under my feet."
Zhao Weiguo was furious and struggled to get up, but the mental pressure was too heavy, making him stick to the floor.
Wang was confused and wanted to sleep.
On the ninth day, the king cast dark hypnosis and wanted to hypnotize the king. This time, he suffered heavy losses in Longcheng and needed strong subordinates, and Wang was just one. Just when he succeeded and the king lost himself.
He Zhennan shouted, picked up the stool and jumped at the ninth king.
On the ninth day, the king was surprised. He didn't expect that under his authority, there were still people who could maintain their ability to move. He Zhennan's sneak attack gave Wang a chance to wake up. She opened her eyes as if she had a long dream. After waking up, her back was cold.
"Director!"
Wang opened his eyes and saw he Zhennan holding the ninth day king's thigh and being kicked to vomit blood. He saw that the faces of other standing committee members present changed wildly. Zhao Weiguo had a lot of opinions on he Zhennan, but he Zhennan's fierce spirit of fearing death deeply stimulated him.
On the contrary, Zhang Pinguo, the candidate for director of the Bureau he chose, actually pushed him out.
There is no comparison between the two.
"You go!"
He Zhennan's mouth was full of blood and his mouth was inflexible. He shouted, "if you don't go again, it's too late."
Wang helped Zhao Weiguo and other standing committee members up and rushed to the door. Her eyes were filled with tears and her heart tingled. Director he could not stop the ninth day king. Even one second would pay a heavy price.
Click!
On the ninth day, the king saw one by one leaving the meeting room and couldn't get rid of he Zhennan's tightly bound hands. His eyes were awe inspiring. He said in a cold voice, "mole ants, let me go." Gao Gao raised his feet and hit he Zhennan heavily on his back.
ah
Wang left the conference room with Zhao weiguochao. Hearing he Zhennan's participation, Wang turned back and shouted, "director!"
Zhao Weiguo and others were in a desperate situation. They didn't have time to be happy. The scream of he Zhennan came, and they looked at each other. Suddenly, Zhao Weiguo loosened Wang's hand, straightened his chest and sighed, "ashamed, Comrade He Zhennan defended us with his life. You go first. I'll help Comrade He Zhennan."
His eyes were firm and his courage soared.
He Zhennan's bravery touched Zhao Weiguo's hard heart and reminded him of his days in the army. In addition to his ability as an official, he also learned to be brave in the army.
Soldiers, even if there is death ahead, can't flinch at all.
The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee turned pale and shouted, "Secretary Zhao, no, you are everyone's backbone. You can't go in. If something happens to you, Comrade He Zhennan's efforts will be in vain."
Others nodded, except Yang Guoyong.
Yang Guoyong stood up at this time, came to Zhao Weiguo, stood side by side, and said, "Mayor Wen, you go to Comrade Li Xiangdong, commander of Yunnan Military Region, and there are extremely dangerous terrorists in Longcheng Municipal Bureau, and ask for military support."
"Secretary General Liao, you evacuate the clerks of the Municipal Bureau and gather all the police forces. Once we don't come out, blow up the conference room immediately. The ninth day king is absolutely not allowed to appear in front of ordinary people in Longcheng."
“……”
Yang Guoyong did not mess in the face of danger. Things were arranged one by one. Others ignored it and hurried away.
Zhao Weiguo showed a trace of appreciation in his eyes and said, "Mayor Yang, I didn't expect you to admit defeat in your blood."
Yang Guoyong smiled and said boldly, "Secretary Zhao is not afraid of death. It's a big deal to sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman."
"This is the first time that we have the same political views." Zhao Weiguo sighed and sighed. He never thought that since he became an official in the Taiping era, a municipal Party secretary would face such a crisis, but he did not escape, because even if he was arbitrary, he was also for the people, in order to improve the Longcheng economy and make more people have a sense of security.
Yang Guoyong moved his mind and said with a smile, "let's go. Don't let director he wait too long."
Wang listened to the dialogue between the first and second leaders of Longcheng municipal Party committee. The soldier's blood in his body was aroused. It seemed that his seriously injured body was better in an instant. He took a step and led the way in front.
They looked at each other and smiled, as if the long-standing gratitude and resentment had disappeared. They asked for a pistol from the king and rushed to the conference room. In the conference room, the floor was covered with blood, just like the colorful mountains.
On the ninth day, the king grabbed he Zhennan's neck and said in a cold voice, "I don't know what to do."
He Zhennan was not young. Fortunately, he was strong enough not to retreat because of intimidation. He stared and scolded, "someone like you will clean you up."
On the ninth day, the king thought of Yang Ping. He was arrested twice because of Yang Ping. They had a deep blood feud, grinned and said, "I've been in Longcheng for decades, and no one has let me suffer a loss. What you said is Yang Ping. After I go out, I'll take revenge and let his friends and relatives die in front of him one by one."
"Now, start with you."
On the ninth day, the king showed his kill and wanted to end he Zhennan's life.
When a fist hit the back of the head, Wang used his strength to perform the ultimate fighting skill. After serious injury, he had a new understanding of fighting. The boxing strength made the ninth day king feel dangerous.
He had to throw away he Zhennan and grabbed the king's fist.
Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong quickly helped he Zhennan up and asked, "are you okay?"
He Zhennan was in a semi coma. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong. His face changed slightly and gasped: "Secretary Zhao, Mayor Yang, it's dangerous here. You leave quickly and I'll resist it."
Zhao Weiguo shook his head and said firmly, "you have forgotten that not only you, but also I was a soldier. Soldiers are not allowed to retreat."
At this moment, Zhao Weiguo's body bloomed with hot brilliance, as if the military soul was reborn, infecting Yang Guoyong and he Zhennan. He Zhennan opened his mouth and sighed helplessly. Now it's too late to come, because Wang was beaten to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
On the ninth day, the king turned and his pupils beat the flame of revenge. He said in a cold voice, "since you want to die, die for me."
Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong shot one after another, but on the ninth day, the king didn't hit him with a bullet because of his strong spiritual perception. After avoiding with ease, he jumped at Zhao Weiguo and the three.
The dark shadow that blocks out the sun is suspended above the head. After shooting the bullet of the pistol, Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong throw away the pistol and pick up the stool to try their best. They stood in front of he Zhennan, trying to protect him.
Poof!
Where the two were the opponents of the ninth heavenly king, they just had a mental collision, vomited blood and fell to the ground.
On the ninth day, the king fell to the throne and said sarcastically, "you officials don't have much ability. You still want to stop me. You don't measure your strength."
"You all die!"
On the ninth day, Wang didn't want to have a long dream. He killed several people in the conference room and plunged Longcheng into chaos. He could get away. He wanted to see if these officials would cry bitterly in the face of death.
But no one is afraid.
Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong helped each other up with firm eyes.
On the ninth day, the king stared at them, as if he saw a virtual shadow behind them. He had mysterious magic, so that he couldn't do it. Their bodies are shaky, but they bite their teeth and hang a breath, fearless of death.
Army soul!
On the ninth day, the king saw the damn military soul from them.
"Even if there is a military soul, no one will save you!" on the ninth day, the king's face changed and finally said with a ferocious smile, "go to hell."
He grabbed Zhao Weiguo's head with a claw and wanted to completely kill the leader of Longcheng.
Zhao Weiguo's eyes are firm and fearless.
The semi disabled people in the conference room watched the king kill on the ninth day, but there was nothing they could do and their hearts were cramped. Wang raised his head and wanted to save secretary Zhao. However, he couldn't move and climbed desperately.
No!
Everyone roared in their hearts.
Pop!
A flash of light flashed through the door of the conference room, and a figure appeared in front of Zhao Weiguo like the wind to stop the ninth King's killing move.
"Sorry, I'm late."
People look up and smile, like the spring wind blowing across the earth, bringing hope to life.
The air became sticky when the ninth day king released his pressure. The conference room did not turn on the air conditioner, but the temperature inside was like the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month. The members of the Standing Committee of Longcheng had goose bumps on their skin, their empty heads were dizzy, lying on the table and gasping hard.Only the king can stand, draw his gun and shoot.He Zhennan has a dignified face. He was born as a military God. He was once an expert in field troops. He has a firm will and can carry the first round of spiritual oppression. Zhao Weiguo and other people can't do it at all. He can only survive and look at the ninth king in horror.At this moment, they felt that someone in the world could easily decide the life and death of others. The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee was so frightened that he could not urinate and sat on the ground, shaking violently.Gunfire rang out.Everyone looked forward to it.On the ninth day, the king predicted the trajectory of the bullet, moved one step to avoid the bullet, kicked the king away, and said indifferently, "you are a good policeman. Where did you learn killing?"The king hit the wall and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He still got up and protected the people behind him. Zhao Weiguo was shocked.On the ninth day, the king smiled coldly. Without waiting for the king to speak, he shook his head and said, "killing is the unique skill of the hanging temple. It's good that you can steal three points. But if you don't tell who taught you, there's only one way to die."The king spat a mouthful of blood foam and clenched his teeth and said, "you have the ability to pass through my body. I'm not afraid of you."She didn't know that killing is the ancient martial arts of the hanging temple. It was taught by Yang Ping in a small area in the army after improvement. Killing is the top attack ancient martial arts. The hanging temple is known as the first holy land of attack power. The great saint of emptiness is one of the few people standing at the top of the world.On the ninth day, the king had already seen that the king used the killing technique of the hanging temple, so he showed mercy. Otherwise, the previous kick would kill her. Not to mention him, even the Dragon God, the supreme leader of the Dragon God sect, is also afraid of the hanging temple.Seeing that Wang was not the descendant of Xuankong Temple, on the ninth day, Wang hummed, "it was learned secretly. It's OK not to use bandiaozi's ancient martial arts. In that case, I'll kick Xuankong Temple to clean up the door."He raised his hand, the palm was red, as if there was a flame burning. A little red light spread from the foot line and flooded the whole conference room. Everyone felt that he was in the sea of fire and his blood was boiling violently.The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee couldn't stand it first. He fainted.Zhang Pinguo aimed at the opportunity, suddenly pushed Zhao Weiguo to the ninth king, turned and ran to the door. Zhao Weiguo was caught off guard and was taken advantage of. He lay at the foot of the ninth king and was furious.Zhang Pinguo, you dog, I won't let you go.Zhang Pinguo ran away and wanted to call someone.On the ninth day, the king didn't stop and showed a strange smile.The king's eyes turned red, lost control of his body, and was terrified."I won't kill you. It's too cheap for you." on the ninth day, the king looked around and looked contemptuously, "you are all officials. You have so much power. Now you're just a dog under my feet."Zhao Weiguo was furious and struggled to get up, but the mental pressure was too heavy, making him stick to the floor.Wang was confused and wanted to sleep.On the ninth day, the king cast dark hypnosis and wanted to hypnotize the king. This time, he suffered heavy losses in Longcheng and needed strong subordinates, and Wang was just one. Just when he succeeded and the king lost himself.He Zhennan shouted, picked up the stool and jumped at the ninth king.On the ninth day, the king was surprised. He didn't expect that under his authority, there were still people who could maintain their ability to move. He Zhennan's sneak attack gave Wang a chance to wake up. She opened her eyes as if she had a long dream. After waking up, her back was cold."Director!"Wang opened his eyes and saw he Zhennan holding the ninth day king's thigh and being kicked to vomit blood. He saw that the faces of other standing committee members present changed wildly. Zhao Weiguo had a lot of opinions on he Zhennan, but he Zhennan's fierce spirit of fearing death deeply stimulated him.On the contrary, Zhang Pinguo, the candidate for director of the Bureau he chose, actually pushed him out.There is no comparison between the two."You go!"He Zhennan's mouth was full of blood and his mouth was inflexible. He shouted, "if you don't go again, it's too late."Wang helped Zhao Weiguo and other standing committee members up and rushed to the door. Her eyes were filled with tears and her heart tingled. Director he could not stop the ninth day king. Even one second would pay a heavy price.Click!On the ninth day, the king saw one by one leaving the meeting room and couldn't get rid of he Zhennan's tightly bound hands. His eyes were awe inspiring. He said in a cold voice, "mole ants, let me go." Gao Gao raised his feet and hit he Zhennan heavily on his back.ahWang left the conference room with Zhao weiguochao. Hearing he Zhennan's participation, Wang turned back and shouted, "director!"Zhao Weiguo and others were in a desperate situation. They didn't have time to be happy. The scream of he Zhennan came, and they looked at each other. Suddenly, Zhao Weiguo loosened Wang's hand, straightened his chest and sighed, "ashamed, Comrade He Zhennan defended us with his life. You go first. I'll help Comrade He Zhennan."His eyes were firm and his courage soared.He Zhennan's bravery touched Zhao Weiguo's hard heart and reminded him of his days in the army. In addition to his ability as an official, he also learned to be brave in the army.Soldiers, even if there is death ahead, can't flinch at all.The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee turned pale and shouted, "Secretary Zhao, no, you are everyone's backbone. You can't go in. If something happens to you, Comrade He Zhennan's efforts will be in vain."Others nodded, except Yang Guoyong.Yang Guoyong stood up at this time, came to Zhao Weiguo, stood side by side, and said, "Mayor Wen, you go to Comrade Li Xiangdong, commander of Yunnan Military Region, and there are extremely dangerous terrorists in Longcheng Municipal Bureau, and ask for military support.""Secretary General Liao, you evacuate the clerks of the Municipal Bureau and gather all the police forces. Once we don't come out, blow up the conference room immediately. The ninth day king is absolutely not allowed to appear in front of ordinary people in Longcheng."Yang Guoyong did not mess in the face of danger. Things were arranged one by one. Others ignored it and hurried away.Zhao Weiguo showed a trace of appreciation in his eyes and said, "Mayor Yang, I didn't expect you to admit defeat in your blood."Yang Guoyong smiled and said boldly, "Secretary Zhao is not afraid of death. It's a big deal to sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman.""This is the first time that we have the same political views." Zhao Weiguo sighed and sighed. He never thought that since he became an official in the Taiping era, a municipal Party secretary would face such a crisis, but he did not escape, because even if he was arbitrary, he was also for the people, in order to improve the Longcheng economy and make more people have a sense of security.Yang Guoyong moved his mind and said with a smile, "let's go. Don't let director he wait too long."Wang listened to the dialogue between the first and second leaders of Longcheng municipal Party committee. The soldier's blood in his body was aroused. It seemed that his seriously injured body was better in an instant. He took a step and led the way in front.They looked at each other and smiled, as if the long-standing gratitude and resentment had disappeared. They asked for a pistol from the king and rushed to the conference room. In the conference room, the floor was covered with blood, just like the colorful mountains.On the ninth day, the king grabbed he Zhennan's neck and said in a cold voice, "I don't know what to do."He Zhennan was not young. Fortunately, he was strong enough not to retreat because of intimidation. He stared and scolded, "someone like you will clean you up."On the ninth day, the king thought of Yang Ping. He was arrested twice because of Yang Ping. They had a deep blood feud, grinned and said, "I've been in Longcheng for decades, and no one has let me suffer a loss. What you said is Yang Ping. After I go out, I'll take revenge and let his friends and relatives die in front of him one by one.""Now, start with you."On the ninth day, the king showed his kill and wanted to end he Zhennan's life.When a fist hit the back of the head, Wang used his strength to perform the ultimate fighting skill. After serious injury, he had a new understanding of fighting. The boxing strength made the ninth day king feel dangerous.He had to throw away he Zhennan and grabbed the king's fist.Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong quickly helped he Zhennan up and asked, "are you okay?"He Zhennan was in a semi coma. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong. His face changed slightly and gasped: "Secretary Zhao, Mayor Yang, it's dangerous here. You leave quickly and I'll resist it."Zhao Weiguo shook his head and said firmly, "you have forgotten that not only you, but also I was a soldier. Soldiers are not allowed to retreat."At this moment, Zhao Weiguo's body bloomed with hot brilliance, as if the military soul was reborn, infecting Yang Guoyong and he Zhennan. He Zhennan opened his mouth and sighed helplessly. Now it's too late to come, because Wang was beaten to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.On the ninth day, the king turned and his pupils beat the flame of revenge. He said in a cold voice, "since you want to die, die for me."Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong shot one after another, but on the ninth day, the king didn't hit him with a bullet because of his strong spiritual perception. After avoiding with ease, he jumped at Zhao Weiguo and the three.The dark shadow that blocks out the sun is suspended above the head. After shooting the bullet of the pistol, Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong throw away the pistol and pick up the stool to try their best. They stood in front of he Zhennan, trying to protect him.Poof!Where the two were the opponents of the ninth heavenly king, they just had a mental collision, vomited blood and fell to the ground.On the ninth day, the king fell to the throne and said sarcastically, "you officials don't have much ability. You still want to stop me. You don't measure your strength.""You all die!"On the ninth day, Wang didn't want to have a long dream. He killed several people in the conference room and plunged Longcheng into chaos. He could get away. He wanted to see if these officials would cry bitterly in the face of death.But no one is afraid.Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong helped each other up with firm eyes.On the ninth day, the king stared at them, as if he saw a virtual shadow behind them. He had mysterious magic, so that he couldn't do it. Their bodies are shaky, but they bite their teeth and hang a breath, fearless of death.Army soul!On the ninth day, the king saw the damn military soul from them."Even if there is a military soul, no one will save you!" on the ninth day, the king's face changed and finally said with a ferocious smile, "go to hell."He grabbed Zhao Weiguo's head with a claw and wanted to completely kill the leader of Longcheng.Zhao Weiguo's eyes are firm and fearless.The semi disabled people in the conference room watched the king kill on the ninth day, but there was nothing they could do and their hearts were cramped. Wang raised his head and wanted to save secretary Zhao. However, he couldn't move and climbed desperately.No!Everyone roared in their hearts.Pop!A flash of light flashed through the door of the conference room, and a figure appeared in front of Zhao Weiguo like the wind to stop the ninth King's killing move."Sorry, I'm late."People look up and smile, like the spring wind blowing across the earth, bringing hope to life.
