City Marshal

In the next few days, the whole of Europe was in a delicate relationship with dark waves.

The details of the assassination at the Heshengtang meeting are being circulated step by step, and the death of the white paper fan has gradually become only an excuse for war. In the testimony of the four mafia members' corpses and Butler Fu, the mafia killed the white paper fan for their own long-term interests. The fan is becoming a popular orthodoxy.

At the critical moment, He Shengtang's guns were unanimous.

The two European mafia gangs, who have been together for more than ten years without any major friction, are now on the brink of death because of the white paper fan. No matter how the emissaries sent by the mafia explain it, it is meaningless. Huge opponents attack.

At this precarious moment, there is another great news from Heshengtang, that is, after negotiation between the three kings and the old ministers, Steward Fu is going to replace the white paper fan as the Southern King, and the internal announcement has spread throughout the Heshengtang again, It gave reassurance to Yuan Bolang's old department who was nervous.

The inauguration time is scheduled for the first seven days after the death of the white paper fan!

"Young commander, this is really a good day."

When King Xi heard that Chutian was planning to let Steward Fu take office for the first seven nights, he couldn't help but playfully said, "That day happened to be the fifteenth day of the full moon night, and people said that the moon was dark and the wind was high and murderous, but they didn't You know, sometimes when the moon is full, killing people is more enjoyable."

Seeing Xi Wang's comfort, Chu Tian leaned back on the chair and said with a faint smile: "Looking at the weather forecast, it will be dark and sunny that night, and it will turn to light rain. Although it is a good time to kill, I have no plans to kill for the time being." , It’s too tiring to fight and kill all the time.”

"Not to kill?"

Xi Wang couldn't help but be taken aback, the old white head seven is the day when Steward Fu takes office as the King of Nan, if he is not killed according to the gourd, wouldn't it be a trouble for the tiger?If you know that Lao Fu has the ambition to add a dragon robe, it means that he will not be content with getting the Queen of the South, and he will definitely rebel in the future.

So she stared at Chutian: "Then you really let the old man take over?"

Chu Tian nodded seriously, and replied without hesitation: "That's right! Let Steward Fu take this position. I have already told you that the post of King of the South is a dangerous position, and Steward Fu actually likes it." Let’s just satisfy him, let’s just watch the show in peace..."

"Young commander, your chess skills are too deep!"

Xi Wang smiled wryly: "I don't understand."

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth curled up into a smile, and he waved his fingers lightly and said, "You will understand soon. You pass on the order. In order to avoid the situation of the white paper fan from happening again, you must protect the safety of Butler Fu. Both the outer and inner halls must be on high alert."

Xi Wang sighed and nodded: "Understood!"

When he was about to move away from the door, King Xi hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a wry smile: "Young Marshal, I really don't understand why you let Butler Fu be the King of Nan, don't you think it's too risky?" Is it? Once he is sworn in, it will be difficult for us to move him."

"And he can justifiably develop power."

Hearing the worry on Xi Wang's face, Chu Tian could only sigh and reply: "The most important purpose of me letting Lao Fu take the position of Nan Wang is to use him to stabilize people's hearts. If he didn't come forward to testify that night The white paper fan and the Mafia, we're going to be in a lot of trouble."

"At least not the current effect."

Chu Tian tapped the table with his fingers: "You must be aware of this. As for why I didn't kill him according to the gourd painting, it was because no matter how silent or unclear his death was, Yuan Laoji would definitely not be like a blank sheet of paper." Let go like a fan, when the time comes, they will explode without a leader."

"Who can imagine the outbreak of 10 people?"

While Xi Wang nodded slightly, Chu Tian added a few words lightly: "So even if I want Steward Fu to die, I have to let him die clearly, and everyone will be convinced when he dies. Only in this way can the entire Heshengtang There will be no changes, and the old Yuan's department will completely remove the guard."

"Then how does the young commander plan to kill him?"

King Xi heard Chu Tian's murderous intent, and asked in a low voice, "Wait for the wind to pass?"

Chu Tian shook his head lightly and sighed: "No need! He will be struck to death by lightning."

The first seven has always been the funeral custom of the Celestial Dynasty people. It is based on the time of death of the deceased and the date and time calculated according to the celestial stems and earthly branches. Seven days, followed by Sanqi and Qiqi.

Tonight is an important day for Yu Heshengtang, because there are two major events today, one is that the white paper fan is buried in the ground for peace, ending his life and life in the world; Finally, she became a wife, and the old housekeeper who had nothing to do with the world finally ascended to a high position.

With the example of the white paper fan dying in front of him, Fu Butler felt a sense of relief and deep-seated worry about being in place this time. The easy thing is that Chu Tian would never dare to deal with him in the face of the storm. After all, if something happened to him , He Sheng Tang will be completely torn apart.

He had already informed the hall masters that if something happened to him, it would definitely be caused by the Three Kings and Chu Tian.

And the deep-seated worry is also because of Chutian. Although he is [-]% sure that Chutian will not dare to kill him, he still feels a little uneasy about the last variable, because according to normal people's thinking, Chutian will never dare to kill him. He has hair, but Chu Tian has always been a lunatic.

So Steward Fu felt a little uneasy, but he quickly relieved himself. Tonight, he sprinkled soil on the coffin of the white paper fan, announced his inauguration to the leaders, and then led the elite back to Berlin, Germany overnight, and ran back to the old man's strong army. Chutian can no longer touch him.

Thinking of this, Butler Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

After making both hands ready, Fu Butler took a bath and then changed into the Tang suit exactly like Yuan Bolang's. After decades of indifference to the world, he finally put on the dragon robe. The feeling of brilliance is far beyond human comprehension, so he cherishes it very much. In the position of King Nan, he cherishes his own life.

Two hundred elites escorted him to the cemetery, where he displayed his demeanor.

More than 50 cars drove towards the London cemetery in a mighty manner. The speed was not fast, and Yuan Bolang would not let go of every small accident. We drove most of the distance without any surprises.

Just when Butler Fu could see the cemetery, a large truck suddenly rushed out from the side.

"boom"

A large truck rammed directly from the intersection with a wind roar that tore the eardrums. Its speed was comparable to that of a wild horse and a mad cow. It was too late to dodge. The loud noise was like a broken matchbox.

The two cars were twisted and deformed in an instant, and they were fragmented.

The big truck squeezed the car and continued to rush forward with strong power. It screamed and stopped when it almost collided with the big trees on the roadside. Then the iron doors on both sides of the truck were pushed open, revealing more than a dozen men in black. Someone roared angrily: "Revenge! Revenge for the White Army Division."

"revenge!"

Not far away, Steward Fu and the guards around him recognized at a glance that this was a personal confidant cultivated by a white paper fan. They really didn't expect that these people would hate Steward Fu and lay an ambush on the way, and there was regret in their eyes And helplessness: These people are purely courting death.

Butler Fu had already arranged everything, how could he be killed casually?

At that moment, dozens of people drove around Steward Fu's car first, showing their guns to prevent them from approaching, and then more than a hundred people brandished short guns and approached these former brothers. At this moment, the people on the truck were jumping off. One person's eyes were red, as if they were burning...

He waved his guns and roared, "Kill! Kill Steward Fu!"

"He was the one who betrayed Army Master Bai! It was he who killed Army Master Bai!"

More than a dozen attackers were like bulldozers on a chain, roaring, and with a resolute posture, launched a final charge towards Butler Fu in the car in the distance. Splendid fireworks spit out bullets with crazy roars.

The eyeballs of this group of people seemed to be bleeding, and the smoke rose.

"Ah~~"

For a time, the 50-meter-long street was filled with the tracer light of bullets, and countless kitchen windows burst and fell apart in the sound of gunfire, and even more than a dozen car lights were turned off. The guards protecting Butler Fu also fell to the ground wailing from the bullets.

"Kill them!"

Butler Fu knew that some things could not be explained clearly, so he stopped explaining altogether. The crazy shouts from the assailants were even more earth-shattering than the sound of gunfire. For a moment, it seemed that everyone was caught by their death-like behavior. The spirit that came out was stunned.

After a short moment of silence, more than a hundred guards raised their guns.

Just like the accompaniment, countless gunshots sounded.

That gunshot is the last respect for the opponent, bang bang bang!The bullets quickly covered the bodies of more than a dozen attackers, and the sharp bullets spattered a smear of blood. It didn't take long for these attackers to twist their bodies and fall to the ground, but many of them pulled the trigger before dying.

This is a tragic battle between the dead loyal fans of the white paper fans.

It's a pity that they are doomed to fail because they are weak.

"Butler Fu, are you still going to the cemetery?"

After confirming that more than a dozen attackers were dead, a guard immediately ran to Steward Fu's car window and asked. Steward Fu glanced at the bloody corpse, a slight sarcasm flashed across his face, and then he waved his finger lightly. Said: "Of course! Xiaoxiao is nothing to worry about."

"Understood!" In the next few days, the whole of Europe was in a delicate relationship with dark waves.

The details of the assassination at the Heshengtang meeting are being circulated step by step, and the death of the white paper fan has gradually become only an excuse for war. In the testimony of the four mafia members' corpses and Butler Fu, the mafia killed the white paper fan for their own long-term interests. The fan is becoming a popular orthodoxy.

At the critical moment, He Shengtang's guns were unanimous.

The two European mafia gangs, who have been together for more than ten years without any major friction, are now on the brink of death because of the white paper fan. No matter how the emissaries sent by the mafia explain it, it is meaningless. Huge opponents attack.

At this precarious moment, there is another great news from Heshengtang, that is, after negotiation between the three kings and the old ministers, Steward Fu is going to replace the white paper fan as the Southern King, and the internal announcement has spread throughout the Heshengtang again, It gave reassurance to Yuan Bolang's old department who was nervous.

The inauguration time is scheduled for the first seven days after the death of the white paper fan!

"Young commander, this is really a good day."

When King Xi heard that Chutian was planning to let Steward Fu take office for the first seven nights, he couldn't help but playfully said, "That day happened to be the fifteenth day of the full moon night, and people said that the moon was dark and the wind was high and murderous, but they didn't You know, sometimes when the moon is full, killing people is more enjoyable."

Seeing Xi Wang's comfort, Chu Tian leaned back on the chair and said with a faint smile: "Looking at the weather forecast, it will be dark and sunny that night, and it will turn to light rain. Although it is a good time to kill, I have no plans to kill for the time being." , It’s too tiring to fight and kill all the time.”

"Not to kill?"

Xi Wang couldn't help but be taken aback, the old white head seven is the day when Steward Fu takes office as the King of Nan, if he is not killed according to the gourd, wouldn't it be a trouble for the tiger?If you know that Lao Fu has the ambition to add a dragon robe, it means that he will not be content with getting the Queen of the South, and he will definitely rebel in the future.

So she stared at Chutian: "Then you really let the old man take over?"

Chu Tian nodded seriously, and replied without hesitation: "That's right! Let Steward Fu take this position. I have already told you that the post of King of the South is a dangerous position, and Steward Fu actually likes it." Let’s just satisfy him, let’s just watch the show in peace..."

"Young commander, your chess skills are too deep!"

Xi Wang smiled wryly: "I don't understand."

The corner of Chu Tian's mouth curled up into a smile, and he waved his fingers lightly and said, "You will understand soon. You pass on the order. In order to avoid the situation of the white paper fan from happening again, you must protect the safety of Butler Fu. Both the outer and inner halls must be on high alert."

Xi Wang sighed and nodded: "Understood!"

When he was about to move away from the door, King Xi hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a wry smile: "Young Marshal, I really don't understand why you let Butler Fu be the King of Nan, don't you think it's too risky?" Is it? Once he is sworn in, it will be difficult for us to move him."

"And he can justifiably develop power."

Hearing the worry on Xi Wang's face, Chu Tian could only sigh and reply: "The most important purpose of me letting Lao Fu take the position of Nan Wang is to use him to stabilize people's hearts. If he didn't come forward to testify that night The white paper fan and the Mafia, we're going to be in a lot of trouble."

"At least not the current effect."

Chu Tian tapped the table with his fingers: "You must be aware of this. As for why I didn't kill him according to the gourd painting, it was because no matter how silent or unclear his death was, Yuan Laoji would definitely not be like a blank sheet of paper." Let go like a fan, when the time comes, they will explode without a leader."

"Who can imagine the outbreak of 10 people?"

While Xi Wang nodded slightly, Chu Tian added a few words lightly: "So even if I want Steward Fu to die, I have to let him die clearly, and everyone will be convinced when he dies. Only in this way can the entire Heshengtang There will be no changes, and the old Yuan's department will completely remove the guard."

"Then how does the young commander plan to kill him?"

King Xi heard Chu Tian's murderous intent, and asked in a low voice, "Wait for the wind to pass?"

Chu Tian shook his head lightly and sighed: "No need! He will be struck to death by lightning."

The first seven has always been the funeral custom of the Celestial Dynasty people. It is based on the time of death of the deceased and the date and time calculated according to the celestial stems and earthly branches. Seven days, followed by Sanqi and Qiqi.

Tonight is an important day for Yu Heshengtang, because there are two major events today, one is that the white paper fan is buried in the ground for peace, ending his life and life in the world; Finally, she became a wife, and the old housekeeper who had nothing to do with the world finally ascended to a high position.

With the example of the white paper fan dying in front of him, Fu Butler felt a sense of relief and deep-seated worry about being in place this time. The easy thing is that Chu Tian would never dare to deal with him in the face of the storm. After all, if something happened to him , He Sheng Tang will be completely torn apart.

He had already informed the hall masters that if something happened to him, it would definitely be caused by the Three Kings and Chu Tian.

And the deep-seated worry is also because of Chutian. Although he is [-]% sure that Chutian will not dare to kill him, he still feels a little uneasy about the last variable, because according to normal people's thinking, Chutian will never dare to kill him. He has hair, but Chu Tian has always been a lunatic.

So Steward Fu felt a little uneasy, but he quickly relieved himself. Tonight, he sprinkled soil on the coffin of the white paper fan, announced his inauguration to the leaders, and then led the elite back to Berlin, Germany overnight, and ran back to the old man's strong army. Chutian can no longer touch him.

Thinking of this, Butler Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

After making both hands ready, Fu Butler took a bath and then changed into the Tang suit exactly like Yuan Bolang's. After decades of indifference to the world, he finally put on the dragon robe. The feeling of brilliance is far beyond human comprehension, so he cherishes it very much. In the position of King Nan, he cherishes his own life.

Two hundred elites escorted him to the cemetery, where he displayed his demeanor.

More than 50 cars drove towards the London cemetery in a mighty manner. The speed was not fast, and Yuan Bolang would not let go of every small accident. We drove most of the distance without any surprises.

Just when Butler Fu could see the cemetery, a large truck suddenly rushed out from the side.

"boom"

A large truck rammed directly from the intersection with a wind roar that tore the eardrums. Its speed was comparable to that of a wild horse and a mad cow. It was too late to dodge. The loud noise was like a broken matchbox.

The two cars were twisted and deformed in an instant, and they were fragmented.

The big truck squeezed the car and continued to rush forward with strong power. It screamed and stopped when it almost collided with the big trees on the roadside. Then the iron doors on both sides of the truck were pushed open, revealing more than a dozen men in black. Someone roared angrily: "Revenge! Revenge for the White Army Division."

"revenge!"

Not far away, Steward Fu and the guards around him recognized at a glance that this was a personal confidant cultivated by a white paper fan. They really didn't expect that these people would hate Steward Fu and lay an ambush on the way, and there was regret in their eyes And helplessness: These people are purely courting death.

Butler Fu had already arranged everything, how could he be killed casually?

At that moment, dozens of people drove around Steward Fu's car first, showing their guns to prevent them from approaching, and then more than a hundred people brandished short guns and approached these former brothers. At this moment, the people on the truck were jumping off. One person's eyes were red, as if they were burning...

He waved his guns and roared, "Kill! Kill Steward Fu!"

"He was the one who betrayed Army Master Bai! It was he who killed Army Master Bai!"

More than a dozen attackers were like bulldozers on a chain, roaring, and with a resolute posture, launched a final charge towards Butler Fu in the car in the distance. Splendid fireworks spit out bullets with crazy roars.

The eyeballs of this group of people seemed to be bleeding, and the smoke rose.

"Ah~~"

For a time, the 50-meter-long street was filled with the tracer light of bullets, and countless kitchen windows burst and fell apart in the sound of gunfire, and even more than a dozen car lights were turned off. The guards protecting Butler Fu also fell to the ground wailing from the bullets.

"Kill them!"

Butler Fu knew that some things could not be explained clearly, so he stopped explaining altogether. The crazy shouts from the assailants were even more earth-shattering than the sound of gunfire. For a moment, it seemed that everyone was caught by their death-like behavior. The spirit that came out was stunned.

After a short moment of silence, more than a hundred guards raised their guns.

Just like the accompaniment, countless gunshots sounded.

That gunshot is the last respect for the opponent, bang bang bang!The bullets quickly covered the bodies of more than a dozen attackers, and the sharp bullets spattered a smear of blood. It didn't take long for these attackers to twist their bodies and fall to the ground, but many of them pulled the trigger before dying.

This is a tragic battle between the dead loyal fans of the white paper fans.

It's a pity that they are doomed to fail because they are weak.

"Butler Fu, are you still going to the cemetery?"

After confirming that more than a dozen attackers were dead, a guard immediately ran to Steward Fu's car window and asked. Steward Fu glanced at the bloody corpse, a slight sarcasm flashed across his face, and then he waved his finger lightly. Said: "Of course! Xiaoxiao is nothing to worry about."

"understand!"