810: C810 Blood Debt

C810 Blood Debt

His father's face was twisted, it was obvious that he was extremely angry. Although he was a silkpants, he still knew how to avoid trouble, and knew that his father was in a bad mood, probably because of the issue with the promotion to the mayor. He lowered his head and said, "You guys go out first."

She left the room in shock and bewilderment.

Only Wen Feng and his son were left in the room.

Wen Taiping poured some tea for his father and asked, "Dad, you hitting me was my mistake."

Seeing his son admitting his wrongs in a good manner, most of Wen Feng's anger dissipated. His son's flushed face was filled with shock, and his heart softened as he said, "Tai Ping, you're not young anymore. Dad has been educating you all these years. You have to be a good person and do your job well. What if Dad falls down one day? "

Wen Taiping was shocked. "Dad, it can't be that serious."

Wen Feng shook his head, and said with a heavy tone: "Things are not as simple as you think. Initially, I had the same thoughts as you. With Minister Huang and Boss Wang taking care of me and our relationship behind the scenes, taking down the mayor won't be a problem but what happened next caused me to wake up and put all my hope in them to failure. "

Wen Taiping said in shock: "Father, the relationship between Zhao Weiguo and Yang Guoyong is that bad, how could it possibly pose a threat to you?"

Wen Feng said in a heavy voice, "I saw a person in the conference room today. This person might be the crux of the matter. Yang Guoyong is very close to this person, and I suspect that he used this relationship to forcefully protect Yang Guoyong. "

Wen Taiping asked: "Who is it?"

Wen Feng replied: "Yang Ping."

Wen Taiping shouted: "It's that brat, he actually dares to appear in the city hall, he's tired of living. Is that a place he can go? "

Wen Feng looked at his son coldly.

might be older than him, but his intelligence was too lacking. was already a person who was on equal footing with the city council, and Yang Guoyong had even asked them to, but his own son only knew how to play with women. The more she looked at his son, the more unhappy he became.

Wen Taiping felt that his father's expression was not right and quickly smiled, "Dad, don't worry. As long as you become the mayor, I will follow the route that you set for me."

Wen Feng sighed, and said faintly: "I hope so."

Wen Taiping knew that his father had calmed down, so he left the room to calm him down.

Wen Feng sat on the bed and puffed his cigarette out. The smoke permeated the room and made him look unreal.

After extinguishing his cigarette, Wen Feng took out his phone. A cold light flashed in his eyes, like a hungry wolf in the night who had not used a phone for a long time, in truth, he did not want to call. But now, he had no other choice.

The call connected.

"You've thought it through?"

The voice was cold, causing the temperature of the room to instantly drop. Wen Feng's body trembled, and almost lost his grip on the phone.

"I agree to your conditions."

Wen Feng clenched his teeth and said.

"Condition?"

the other side asked.

Wen Feng took a deep breath and said coldly: "I want the position of the city's secretary, and I want to kill someone. This person's name is Yang Ping. "

There was silence.

Wen Feng's heart raced.

"I can help you get the position of the Party Secretary, but you have to pay a insufficient price to kill Yang Ping."

Wen Feng's answer angered Wen Feng. Wen Feng had already decided to sell himself to the other party, was it not enough?

Seemingly expecting Wen Feng's reaction, the other side coldly laughed, "Don't think too highly of yourself. If we want to kill Yang Ping, the price we have to pay isn't enough even if we use our entire Yun Province. Do you understand? "

Wen Feng said in shock: "Yang Ping is really that important?"

The other side did not have the mind to pay attention to Wen Feng, so there was no need to answer Wen Feng's question either. After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Wen Feng's expression kept changing, and in the end, revealed a long sigh, revealing a tired expression.

He did not see it. On the floor of the ceiling, there was a flickering red dot, like the eyes of a devil in the dark. He could see everything clearly.

In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the northern part of the city.

The grass was thick and tall, taller than a human head.

In the workshop, a group of black clothed people were gathered there, their expressions cold and rigid as they observed the computers in front of them. These computers were monitoring equipment, sent here via satellite, allowing them to clearly see every single person that the Dragon City wanted to monitor. These computers included Huahang Edifice, municipal buildings, and, of course, the homes of some important figures.

The scene of Wen Feng making the call just happened to appear on the screen.

He didn't move at all; he was like a rock. If it wasn't for the occasional blink of an eye, he would have thought that this person was a zombie. The strange thing was, this person's eyes were white and gave off a demonic aura.

A car came to the door.

Minister Huang got off the car, walked straight to the workshop, and came to the back of the flat-headed man. He bowed, and said with a respectful tone: "Master, something went wrong. Someone from the higher ups is interfering with the transfer of personnel. "

The flat-headed man nodded and said: "As I expected, if Wen Feng could easily take the position of mayor, my opponent would appear to be too weak."

Minister Huang got up and hesitated: "Should we add more weights? Wen Feng is worth a lot, we can use it."

The flat-headed man sneered and said, "Take a look for yourself."

The subordinate called out the video of Wen Feng calling.

After Minister Huang finished reading, he turned pale and knelt down, shouting, "Master, it's my problem, I don't have the qualifications to examine Wen Feng properly."

The man did not care about Minister Huang, but looked at his subordinate and asked: "Have you found the source of the call?"

The technician turned his head and said, "It's hard to trace, but we can be sure that the other side of the phone is in Dragon City."

The flat-headed man said indifferently, "Interesting."

The Minister Huang waited nervously.

The man waved his hand and said, "Let's go back first." Waiting for the results of the competition between the two sides. "

Minister Huang wanted to say something but hesitated.

The flat-headed man continued: "If you find any problems, immediately abandon Wen Feng. We cannot let the matter with Wen Feng hinder our plans. Other than Wen Feng, aren't there still other candidates? "

Minister Huang was startled, and immediately overjoyed.

The position of mayor of Dragon City did not necessarily mean that Wen Feng had the qualifications to sit on it. If both sides were to fight to the death, there would definitely be other candidates. According to his master's wishes, he could gain benefits from the fight.

High, it really was high.

Minister Huang left.

Silence returned to the abandoned factory.

The flat-headed man turned his head and looked out into the starry sky. His white pupils flickered as he muttered, "Time is almost up. The debt of blood from twenty years ago will be paid back in twenty years." Yang Ping, although this is a sin your master committed, countless people want to kill you. "0

"Who asked you to be Xuan Jizi's disciple?"

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