But every time it was Zhou who seemed powerful, Kong Yu returned, and that terrifying man had the almost omnipotent ability to turn decay into magic.

Take tonight's incident as an example. Who would have expected that a top student from Peking University could even play mahjong so well?

If you face a man who you never know how many backs he has, how can you not get numb from scalp?

Kong Fangao can be promoted and can leave Dejiang, but he, Song, is destined to stay in Dejiang for a long time.

As Kong Fan's tall and secret background, he is naturally Xue Laosan's opponent.

By then, without Kong Fangao's protection, he would face Kong Fangao alone, so how could he not be frightened?

Of course, he is not unable to make a move, but compared to the interpersonal relationships and political resources that Dejiang has established, this is naturally the best political stage for him, Song.

From this perspective, he had a better reason than Kong Fangao to get rid of Xue Laosan.

But after Song Kun said that, Kong Fan deeply agreed. No matter how unhappy the bandits, Kong was still deeply convinced by his unpredictable methods.

The gathering of roars has been done once, and it is prominent, with infinite power. If it weren't for the difference, the living bandit would have been defeated long ago.

Now, it is probably the last chance to use this move again.

If the person surnamed Xue is not defeated, this move is probably useless. In this way, the living bandit must sit firmly on Yun Jin. If he wants to move him again, it will be extremely difficult.

Kong Fangao was a veteran politician. He made up his mind and began to perfect his ideas.

The whole thing seems simple, and there is almost no need to make a fool of yourself. Yunjin's troublemakers will automatically gather, and then they will go straight away.

But with the lesson from last time, things must not be so simple. Who dares to pat your chest to ensure that the living bandits cannot handle it properly?

"What kind of way should I think of to block the countermeasures of the living bandits?"

As he thought about it, a huge dead lump appeared between Kong Fangao's eyebrows.

Just as he was puzzled, Song Kun said quietly. "What he had planned in the previous episode was Xue Xiang. If Xue Xiang didn't arrive properly, our affairs would have been done long ago. In short, the patient was not a strange plan, but Xue Xiang, leader. Don't forget that Xue Xiang is not a Shu native, but in recent years, how could he not return to Beijing for the New Year? By then, Yunjin would be like a piece of white paper, and it depends on us how to apply it."

"It's not that simple, the situation of the past, the army of the later cars, and Yunjin. I don't expect Xue Xiang will probably not return to Beijing for the New Year."

After failing again and again, Kong Fangao had a deeper understanding of Xue Xiang, but the deeper the understanding, the more difficult it was to deal with this person. When he spoke, his brows frowned again.

Song Kun pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up, "There is a way to not return to Beijing if you don't return to Beijing, the leader. The Prefectural Committee is a bit far away from Yunjin. Xue Xiang doesn't return to Beijing, so the same is true for returning to the Prefectural Committee!"

When Song Kun said this, he deliberately dragged his voice.

As soon as he heard it, Kong Fango smiled. Yes, why did he forget the leader's instructions to "be good at mobilizing the enemy"?

What's more, he was a legitimate leader of a living bandit, and he was mobilized in a blink of an eye.

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It is cold at night, and it is winter snowing again, so it becomes colder and colder.

Famous scholars in ancient times talked about the blessings of life, and surrounded the fire on a snowy night was one of them.

If there is another fragrant dog meat hotpot on the Tongtong stove, and the bonfire stand on the side, the old wine is burned, and a group of three or five people gather to tell a story about a happy world of grudges, it is a fun that is still counted in the old era.

At this moment, Zhang Che, Yan Kuan, Su Quan, Cai Jing, and Zhao Mingliang gathered in a low room and sat around the fire. However, although these people were not close friends, they were all like-minded and had a common language. Unexpectedly, they were defeated again recently and were in poor spirits. They were lucky enough to live up to this world.

In the casserole, there was a pot of dog meat full of stewed soup, and the soup was white. Large pieces of peppers were as red as blood. It looked scary. Except for the people of Shu, I was afraid that others would not be able to absorb it.

The mist steams, white smoke curls, and the strong aroma of meat comes to your nose.

Five or six bottles of white-skinned Moutai were warm in the wooden barrel filled with boiling water. It was cold this day, even the hot wine that entered the throat was not easy to enter.

The room is full of fragrant meat and wine. It is logically a great drink scene, but in fact, the scene has never been lively since the dinner party.

A pot of fragrant meat was not moved for a few times, but the wine bottle was quite empty. Five people sat around, almost silently, and only the grunting sound of the soup licking the casserole.

To put it in detail, these people have real reasons for being depressed. They were originally good at being a good official, but now they have made it difficult to be an official and a family.

To be honest, no one is holding their hands and feet and not allowing them to return, but everyone needs shame. If they go back without a head or tail, it would be fine if the living bandits didn't force them to ask questions. If the living bandits ask questions in public, they would still make people unable to survive.

After all, the Standing Committee had already played a trick on the matter. But everyone patted their chests and promised it. Who can deny it in front of the living bandits?

In this way, only the prefectural committee was in trouble, but for three or five days, I could still pretend to be pitiful, make sympathy, and take the opportunity to relax and find fun.

But now, it has been almost ten days. Zhou and Kong are like nothing, they seem to be being made into air.

As for having fun, it’s cold, besides slapping slag or slag, but if anyone is slagging it every day, that’s not going to be able to handle it.

After several ups and downs, the Avengers became like this. Not only did they not have the mood to eat meat, but they also lost their mood to speak.

But he said that the meal was just a slight slight meal, and the door rang out a few times.

"Who is it okay, get out of here quickly, I'm annoyed!"

The one who spoke was Cai Jing, who spoke dirty words, and his words were full of annoyance.

This is Cai Jing's temporary residence in the Prefectural Committee. Although everything has not gone well recently, the yamen sign is still shining with golden light. With the news, he rushed to curry favor with Cai, and almost made the temporary residence of his down-and-out man full of people.

In the past, Cai Yanei might have received one or two people. This time, a group of people gathered for a long time and had no way to get out of it. He was so upset that he had no good words to say.

"It's me, Song Kun!" A clear voice came from outside the door.

When he heard that it was a big celebrity in front of Commissioner Kong, Zhao Mingliang jumped over and pulled the door open.

After entering the door, before Song Kun reached out to pat the fallen snow on his body, Zhao Mingliang cleaned it up for him first. The temperature inside the house was extremely high, and as soon as the snowflakes fell to the ground, they turned into nothingness.

"Secretary General Song, why are you here? Sit quickly. The black dog meat that has just been stewed is the most nourishing thing. You can try it quickly..."

With his mouth in mind, Zhao Mingliang was even slower in his hands. He supported Song Kun to his seat with a little intention, and began to arrange bowls, chopsticks, cups and plates.

Song Kun is no longer as good as before. He is a figure in the Power Center of the Dejiang Administrative Office. Compared with Zhang Che, this person is more closely connected with Kong Fangao and can almost be the home of half of the Administrative Office.

People like Zhao Mingliang who are accustomed to being able to see the beauty of the people will naturally follow Director Song closely.

Song Kun is different from the past, but he has no arrogant look. When he comes in, he is polite. After taking his seat, he first greets Cai Jing and Zhang Che and each have a glass of wine.

Cai Jing is a yamen and Zhang Che is a senior. The rules of the officialdom are Song Kun, so naturally he is unwilling to be a quarrel.

After a sip of wine, Cai Jing paused the cup on the standing stool beside him and said coldly: "What are you here today? You can't be naturally sensitive. You smell that we are eating dog meat from afar. Let's find a share of the pie."

Cai Jing was deeply angry about Zhou and Kong's avoidance during this period, but could not find a way to vent. At this moment, Song Kun came over, and Cai Yanei, the arrogant man, naturally had no good words.

Cai Jing said this and the scene suddenly became cold. Even Zhao Mingliang, who is accustomed to being accustomed to being a good person, didn't know how to smooth things out, and he couldn't afford to offend both sides.

Song Kun smiled and said carelessly: "Tonight, Secretary Cai's secretary, Director Huang, came to the Prefectural Committee Courtyard and was angry with Assistant Xue."

Song Kun answered the question irrelevantly, and in one sentence, Zhang Che and the others were each confused. With a bang, Cai Jing threw his cup, "The surname is Xue, bastard, so brave, Song Kun, tell me what the hell is going on!"

When Cai Jing got angry, Zhang Che and the others immediately understood who Secretary Cai was. After knowing who Secretary Cai was, it is not difficult to guess who Director Huang was.

Before I figured out the truth, the few people were trembling with their own souls. This living bandit really took the courage to offend even a secret secretary of the provincial party committee.

"That's the case. Director Huang, on behalf of the province, came to visit Secretary Song's widow, but the result..."

Song Kun almost made lies, just saying that Xue Xiang did offend Huang Siwen, and the rest were fabricated.

To be honest, Song Kun couldn't tell the truth. How did the scene that happened in the Wei family tonight tell the outsiders?

Could it be that Huang Siwen and Xue Xiang are jealous of Wei Lan? Or that Secretary Zhou, Commissioner Kong, Director Huang and Xue Xiang were beaten to death and owed huge debts. As a result, Director Huang became angry and became a villain and was able to escape?

"I'm too brave, but it's good. My uncle takes action. How long will the person named Xue be crazy?"

After being embarrassed and annoyed, Cai Yanei was full of energy in a flash.

He suffered too much humiliation from Xue Laosan, so naturally he didn't complain to his uncle, but Cai Xingtian not only did not help but scolded him harshly.

Now, Huang Siwen represents his uncle's face. Isn't it just a slap on the uncle's face?

Cai Yanei said something, and the atmosphere in the whole room was instantly activated.

"It's so crazy, I don't know any etiquette!"

"Director Huang is on behalf of Secretary Cai. Visiting the Prefectural Committee should be the honor of Dejiang. Secretary Xue is not afraid of being stabbed by others?"

"It's inexplicable, inexplicable, how can such a person become a state cadre? It's too presumptuous!"

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Chapter completed!