City Marshal

Steward Fu has no choice!

He originally wanted to take a big gamble in this turbulent situation and ask Chutian to hand over one billion US dollars and Yuan Laojiu to him. The battle downstairs was already on the verge of breaking out, and Chu Tian would definitely bow to him and compromise.

Even if he bargains, he should be able to earn enough capital.

It's a pity that Chutian took every step properly, not only made the white paper fan die inexplicably, but also made it impossible for him to come out and raise his arms. His poison in Shakespeare is by no means alarmist. The most important thing is that Chutian shifted the contradiction It's a pretty neat trick for the Mafia.

Faced with this potential change, Steward Fu became hesitant. Instead of throwing his life and wealth to gamble on the illusory power, he might as well accept Chutian's suggestion to calm the situation and become the Southern King. However, doing things with Chutian is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. Chutian crossed the river and demolished the bridge to make up for it.

"Old Fu, don't worry."

Chutian poured half a glass of red wine into his mouth, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "As I said just now, I can swear in public that I won't attack you. If you find out that I have murderous intentions for you, you can rise up at any time. Forces can also use any means to retaliate."

"Heshengtang can also use family law to deal with me."

Chu Tian spoke very seriously, no matter the attitude or the facts, people felt that he was sincere. Butler Fu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was another fierce conflict in his heart. Chu Tian raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. With a smile: "Let's decide early."

He threw the goblet on the table and smiled: "The third king's cronies will bring the murderer back soon. If they suppress the anger at the scene, then the title of Nanwang I gave you will be void! And I will Inform Yuan Laoji that the white paper fan was killed by you and Luciano in partnership."

Butler Fu's face changed: "Will anyone believe it?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he responded in a flat tone: "Don't think they won't believe it, many hall masters know in their hearts that it was you, Fu Rongbo, who opposed the promotion of the white paper fan to the Southern King yesterday morning. Steward, so they'll believe it's about you."

"Old Fu, do you want to be my man of glory and wealth, or do you think you are ruined?"

Chu Tian stood up and pointed to the door that was gradually opening: "You choose yourself!"

Butler Fu's complexion changed five times in a row within ten seconds, and two of them were flushed cheeks. There was no doubt that he was very conflicted. When Chutian looked at the clock for the second time, Butler Fu sighed helplessly. He glanced at Chu Tian and then slowly walked towards the door.

"Old Fu, I wish you good luck."

Chu Tian looked at the downstairs facing each other with swords drawn, with a warm smile on his face: "Don't let the party trust you down."

"Everyone be quiet, the murderer is not the Three Kings."

Steward Fu appeared on the rostrum and waved his hand: "It's the Mafia."

Yuan Bolang's old department, who was originally full of excitement and gradually became red-eyed, was slightly startled when he heard the old housekeeper's words, and then it turned into an uproar in the audience. It was the Three Kings who made the white paper fan.

In other words, Chutian sent someone to kill the white paper fan.

Because the result is quite obvious, the three kings are the ones who get the most benefit from the thorn in the side of the white paper fan, and in gangs and associations, the most taboo and hated thing is to assassinate the brothers in the gang, this is a heinous crime, everyone can punish it , let alone under their noses?

That's why they pursue justice from the Three Kings with one heart and one mind. The reason why they didn't take up their swords and guns to fight was because they heard that someone was chasing the murderer. They wanted to make a correct judgment based on the latest information, and it would be convenient for them to testify confidently. Three kings, the curtain of civil war has been lifted.

The three kings who had already appeared had explained four or five times but were not forgiven by Yuan Bolang's old department. After the latter received a strong message of support from the peripheral brothers, they were going to force the palace again against the three kings. If they could not give a final answer, they would Will consider withdrawing from the venue to have a bloody battle.

But at this sensitive time, Butler Fu came forward to explain the situation.

His identity and prestige instantly won a group of supporters, and the shouting decreased by two levels, leaving only 400 people who were half-believing and half-doubting about the death of the white paper fan. Rather, they believed in Steward Fu's character.

At this moment, a voice shouted outside: "The chasing brother is back."

The brothers who chased the murderer came back one after another after tossing for an hour. In fact, many Heshengtang elites went to track them down, but most of them returned empty-handed. I regret to say that the start was half a beat slow, and London Traffic control in the Olympic Games, so if you chase after it, you will lose it.

In order to show that they are not too incompetent, in their mouths, the murderer seems to be very organized, premeditated and coordinated, and it seems that the murderer did not escape in a van, but took Shenzhou [-], ~~Damn it!That speed~~嗖嗖嗖~~Shenzhou Rocket~~

Someone was gesticulating in the air with his hands, and his mouth was foaming.

They waited until six o'clock, the third cronies who were the first to discover the murderer and chased after the enemy, came back in a car riddled with bullets. Their clothes were filled with gunpowder smoke and stained with blood. Their heads seemed to be injured. slightly wounded, entangled like an Arab.

There are also three people whose arms are also hung with simple bandages made of clothes. Another person jumped out of the car door with a lot of blood on his trousers. The expressions of the six people are fierce, solemn, and murderous. The shape of the sea and bullets flying across the battlefield.

"Go shopping, Lord Guan bless you."

An injured person was elated: "The murderer has finally been caught and brought to justice."

After the six people got out of the car, they pulled out three bloody and inhuman bodies, and then they looked like heroes returning from triumph, with their heads held high and their chests held high. The brothers dragged the three bodies to the theater hall.

Although there were many bullet holes in the body, the facial features were not disfigured, so many brothers who were eating boxed lunches and guarding at the door recognized them at a glance as the European men who had just stood in the open space to load a fork, and someone immediately shouted: "That's right. They! They are the ones who killed the White Army Division."

People who don't know the truth will always contribute to the incident.

A mafia member who was shot dead on the spot at the gate, the bodies of the three escaped and dragged back through a sieve, the van with numerous bullet holes, and the poisonous oaths issued by the gate guards and cousins ​​in the face of Guan Gong. The whole incident was transferred from the Three Kings to the Italian Mafia.

Coupled with Fu Steward, a full-fledged veteran, the anger of Yuan Bolang's old department dissipated virtually. Although many people felt that there were many doubts, they did not linger to the end in the face of the dramatic reversal of the incident. After all, the three kings had given the strongest evidence.

If Luciano didn't do it, how do you explain the four Mafia corpses?

Moreover, Steward Fu also made it clear, and even provided the recording of the conversation between the white paper fan and Luciano. He was chased and killed by a European man to London and also testified against the white paper fan. It also made the brothers on the periphery stand still.

When more than a thousand people in the audience were disdainful of the white paper fan and angry at the Italian mafia, the three kings and a group of veteran hall masters negotiated another important matter, that is, Steward Fu temporarily commanded Yuan Bolang's one hundred thousand old department, and the three Wang will never touch any of the forces under Yuan Lao's banner.

Yuan Laoji had no objection to this, and it was a good way for them to feel at ease.

"Young Marshal, do you really want Steward Fu to become King Nan?"

Xi Wang, who knew something by heart, stood in the VIP room and looked at the high-spirited Steward Fu on the rostrum. The latter was angrily denouncing the shameless actions of the mafia, which made many people feel passionate. Xi Wang sighed softly, He asked Chu Tian in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of raising tigers?"

"Do you know why Yuan Bolang never promoted his generals to become King Nan?"

A smile flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he replied in a playful tone, "Because this is a bad position! Those who occupy it must die!"

Xi Wang was taken aback for a moment, then felt that Night Breeze was a little... cold.Steward Fu has no choice!

He originally wanted to take a big gamble in this turbulent situation and ask Chutian to hand over one billion US dollars and Yuan Laojiu to him. The battle downstairs was already on the verge of breaking out, and Chu Tian would definitely bow to him and compromise.

Even if he bargains, he should be able to earn enough capital.

It's a pity that Chutian took every step properly, not only made the white paper fan die inexplicably, but also made it impossible for him to come out and raise his arms. His poison in Shakespeare is by no means alarmist. The most important thing is that Chutian shifted the contradiction It's a pretty neat trick for the Mafia.

Faced with this potential change, Steward Fu became hesitant. Instead of throwing his life and wealth to gamble on the illusory power, he might as well accept Chutian's suggestion to calm the situation and become the Southern King. However, doing things with Chutian is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. Chutian crossed the river and demolished the bridge to make up for it.

"Old Fu, don't worry."

Chutian poured half a glass of red wine into his mouth, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "As I said just now, I can swear in public that I won't attack you. If you find out that I have murderous intentions for you, you can rise up at any time. Forces can also use any means to retaliate."

"Heshengtang can also use family law to deal with me."

Chu Tian spoke very seriously, no matter the attitude or the facts, people felt that he was sincere. Butler Fu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was another fierce conflict in his heart. Chu Tian raised his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. With a smile: "Let's decide early."

He threw the goblet on the table and smiled: "The third king's cronies will bring the murderer back soon. If they suppress the anger at the scene, then the title of Nanwang I gave you will be void! And I will Inform Yuan Laoji that the white paper fan was killed by you and Luciano in partnership."

Butler Fu's face changed: "Will anyone believe it?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he responded in a flat tone: "Don't think they won't believe it, many hall masters know in their hearts that it was you, Fu Rongbo, who opposed the promotion of the white paper fan to the Southern King yesterday morning. Steward, so they'll believe it's about you."

"Old Fu, do you want to be my man of glory and wealth, or do you think you are ruined?"

Chu Tian stood up and pointed to the door that was gradually opening: "You choose yourself!"

Butler Fu's complexion changed five times in a row within ten seconds, and two of them were flushed cheeks. There was no doubt that he was very conflicted. When Chutian looked at the clock for the second time, Butler Fu sighed helplessly. He glanced at Chu Tian and then slowly walked towards the door.

"Old Fu, I wish you good luck."

Chu Tian looked at the downstairs facing each other with swords drawn, with a warm smile on his face: "Don't let the party trust you down."

"Everyone be quiet, the murderer is not the Three Kings."

Steward Fu appeared on the rostrum and waved his hand: "It's the Mafia."

Yuan Bolang's old department, who was originally full of excitement and gradually became red-eyed, was slightly startled when he heard the old housekeeper's words, and then it turned into an uproar in the audience. It was the Three Kings who made the white paper fan.

In other words, Chutian sent someone to kill the white paper fan.

Because the result is quite obvious, the three kings are the ones who get the most benefit from the thorn in the side of the white paper fan, and in gangs and associations, the most taboo and hated thing is to assassinate the brothers in the gang, this is a heinous crime, everyone can punish it , let alone under their noses?

That's why they pursue justice from the Three Kings with one heart and one mind. The reason why they didn't take up their swords and guns to fight was because they heard that someone was chasing the murderer. They wanted to make a correct judgment based on the latest information, and it would be convenient for them to testify confidently. Three kings, the curtain of civil war has been lifted.

The three kings who had already appeared had explained four or five times but were not forgiven by Yuan Bolang's old department. After the latter received a strong message of support from the peripheral brothers, they were going to force the palace again against the three kings. If they could not give a final answer, they would Will consider withdrawing from the venue to have a bloody battle.

But at this sensitive time, Butler Fu came forward to explain the situation.

His identity and prestige instantly won a group of supporters, and the shouting decreased by two levels, leaving only 400 people who were half-believing and half-doubting about the death of the white paper fan. Rather, they believed in Steward Fu's character.

At this moment, a voice shouted outside: "The chasing brother is back."

The brothers who chased the murderer came back one after another after tossing for an hour. In fact, many Heshengtang elites went to track them down, but most of them returned empty-handed. I regret to say that the start was half a beat slow, and London Traffic control in the Olympic Games, so if you chase after it, you will lose it.

In order to show that they are not too incompetent, in their mouths, the murderer seems to be very organized, premeditated and coordinated, and it seems that the murderer did not escape in a van, but took Shenzhou [-], ~~Damn it!That speed~~嗖嗖嗖~~Shenzhou Rocket~~

Someone was gesticulating in the air with his hands, and his mouth was foaming.

They waited until six o'clock, the third cronies who were the first to discover the murderer and chased after the enemy, came back in a car riddled with bullets. Their clothes were filled with gunpowder smoke and stained with blood. Their heads seemed to be injured. slightly wounded, entangled like an Arab.

There are also three people whose arms are also hung with simple bandages made of clothes. Another person jumped out of the car door with a lot of blood on his trousers. The expressions of the six people are fierce, solemn, and murderous. The shape of the sea and bullets flying across the battlefield.

"Go shopping, Lord Guan bless you."

An injured person was elated: "The murderer has finally been caught and brought to justice."

After the six people got out of the car, they pulled out three bloody and inhuman bodies, and then they looked like heroes returning from triumph, with their heads held high and their chests held high. The brothers dragged the three bodies to the theater hall.

Although there were many bullet holes in the body, the facial features were not disfigured, so many brothers who were eating boxed lunches and guarding at the door recognized them at a glance as the European men who had just stood in the open space to load a fork, and someone immediately shouted: "That's right. They! They are the ones who killed the White Army Division."

People who don't know the truth will always contribute to the incident.

A mafia member who was shot dead on the spot at the gate, the bodies of the three escaped and dragged back through a sieve, the van with numerous bullet holes, and the poisonous oaths issued by the gate guards and cousins ​​in the face of Guan Gong. The whole incident was transferred from the Three Kings to the Italian Mafia.

Coupled with Fu Steward, a full-fledged veteran, the anger of Yuan Bolang's old department dissipated virtually. Although many people felt that there were many doubts, they did not linger to the end in the face of the dramatic reversal of the incident. After all, the three kings had given the strongest evidence.

If Luciano didn't do it, how do you explain the four Mafia corpses?

Moreover, Steward Fu also made it clear, and even provided the recording of the conversation between the white paper fan and Luciano. He was chased and killed by a European man to London and also testified against the white paper fan. It also made the brothers on the periphery stand still.

When more than a thousand people in the audience were disdainful of the white paper fan and angry at the Italian mafia, the three kings and a group of veteran hall masters negotiated another important matter, that is, Steward Fu temporarily commanded Yuan Bolang's one hundred thousand old department, and the three Wang will never touch any of the forces under Yuan Lao's banner.

Yuan Laoji had no objection to this, and it was a good way for them to feel at ease.

"Young Marshal, do you really want Steward Fu to become King Nan?"

Xi Wang, who knew something by heart, stood in the VIP room and looked at the high-spirited Steward Fu on the rostrum. The latter was angrily denouncing the shameless actions of the mafia, which made many people feel passionate. Xi Wang sighed softly, He asked Chu Tian in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of raising tigers?"

"Do you know why Yuan Bolang never promoted his generals to become King Nan?"

A smile flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he replied in a playful tone, "Because this is a bad position! Those who occupy it must die!"

Xi Wang was taken aback for a moment, then felt that Night Breeze was a little... cold.