Chapter 441

Zhao Weiguo looked at the four hands held high and was extremely angry. His eyes were like knives on the faces of the organization minister and the publicity minister, but they didn't put down their hands, but they looked calm.

Cluck!

A bad feeling welled up in Zhao Weiguo's heart.

These two people are old foxes. They don't express their opinions easily. Unexpectedly, they are united on the issue of he Zhennan. Is there any other secret here?

Instantly, Zhao Weiguo thought a lot, but couldn't find a good reason for them to support he Zhennan.

Yang Guoyong smiled and said, "Zhennan, it seems that everyone still believes in your ability. I hope you need to catch the misunderstanding caused by this time and give everyone a satisfactory explanation."

He Zhennan was in a good mood and nodded: "yes. Please rest assured, Secretary Zhao and mayor Yang."

Since the position of director he Zhennan has not been removed, there is no need to help Zhang Pinguo up. So far, Zhao Weiguo was defeated. The meeting dealt a severe blow to his prestige.

"Break up the meeting."

Zhao Weiguo didn't look happy or angry. Even if he was very angry, he just got up and was ready to leave.

Zhang Pinguo was silly, NIMA, and the duck he got flew away.

He got up quickly and shouted, "I don't agree."

All the Standing Committee members looked at him.

Zhao Weiguo frowned with displeasure. He can't control the situation. What's the name of your executive deputy director of the Municipal Bureau. Political literacy is too bad. Executive vice mayor Wen Feng looked calm and didn't know what he was thinking.

But Zhang Pinguo didn't think too much, because he was too worried, ignored Zhao Weiguo's unhappy face, and shouted, "I don't agree. He Zhennan's bad work should be responsible. And I can't solve the problems that have plagued Longcheng for several years in a day. Shouldn't I be the director of the bureau more than he Zhennan?"

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The Secretary General of the municipal Party committee took a breath of the air conditioner, and Zhang Pinguo seemed to be out of his mind. Can you say that? No matter how strong your ability is, you can only come up if the organization asks you to come up. If you are not allowed to be the director, can you still go to the court to complain?

The Secretary General shook his head secretly and felt that it would be good for Zhang Pinguo to be the director of the Bureau. Once such a person in a hurry with emotional intelligence gains power, it is estimated that he will help Secretary Zhao make trouble.

"I'm not convinced!"

Zhang Pinguo gritted his teeth and went out of his way. He shouted, "Secretary Zhao, I have no credit but also hard work. It's a great credit for me to catch the terrorists of the Dragon God sect. I..."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Weiguo really couldn't see it. Unexpectedly, the person he liked was so pussy.

Zhang Pinguo opened his mouth and wanted to explain.

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of footsteps outside. Without greeting, he opened the door. The visitor was Zhang Pinguo's confidant and deputy director of the Municipal Bureau office. This time, because Zhang Pinguo gained power, he was responsible for the custody of the ninth day king.

Seeing the deputy director of the office, Zhang Pinguo asked, "what's the matter?"

The deputy director of the office looked bitter, his pupils flashed a trace of panic, and said in a trembling voice, "that man... Escaped."

Boom!

Zhang Pinguo only felt that if the king ran away on the ninth day, his life would be over.

Zhao Weiguo's face changed dramatically and shouted, "there are so many people in the police station, can't anyone see it?" he stared at the pale Zhang Pinguo and said in a cold voice, "it's waste. Don't catch it soon."

Zhang Pinguo's legs were soft and his face was bitter. He said, "Secretary Zhao... I'll go now."

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There was a cold laughter outside the door, from far to near, which made everyone's chest dull. It was like a big stone pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Zhao Weiguo's face changed wildly when he heard the sound.

Because the voice is too familiar, Zhao Weiguo will not admit his mistake when he dies. This is the voice of the ninth heavenly king, the terrorist who dares to despise him. Zhao Weiguo thought of each other's cruel means and dared not stand.

Bang!

The door was kicked open. On the ninth day, the king walked into the door with his hands on his back.

"Meeting?"

On the ninth day, the king glanced at the crowd and said, "is it a celebration or a memorial service?"

Zhang Pinguo panicked and felt the glare of the king's eyes on the ninth day, but with one breath, relying on the fact that this is the Longcheng Public Security Bureau and a large number of police here, it is not easy to deal with a terrorist.

He didn't know that the two assault teams and the team led by Guan Xing were hypnotized before they saw a real person. Without Yang Ping, everyone he brought would die miserably.

"Unbridled, this is the police station. If you don't hurry, get caught and try to be lenient." Zhang Pinguo used his usual way to scare people, but it didn't work for the ninth day king.

Pop!

On the ninth day, the king slapped out and hit Zhang Pinguo in the face. He disdained to say, "a group of waste want to catch me?"

Zhang Pinguo screamed. He felt sharp pain all over. He didn't know how many ribs were broken and was pulled away by the first hand.

Zhao Weiguo's eyelids jumped fiercely, stared at the ninth king, and hummed: "no matter who you are, as long as you break the law, you will be punished by the law. I advise you not to mess around. This is the police station. There are hundreds of guns."

Zhao Weiguo really deserves to be an old Jianghu man. He didn't admit it.

Unfortunately, on the ninth day, the king was smarter than him. His pupils turned white and said indifferently, "I am the law. Who will punish me?"

Zhao Weiguo squinted and wanted to say a few more words.

Pop!

A crisp sound sounded in the conference room.

Everyone's eyes were dull and showed an incredible expression.

Zhao Weiguo covered his cheek and his pupils jumped with angry flames. He stared at the ninth king and said, "dare you hit me?"

The Secretary of Tangtang municipal Party committee was beaten in the face!

It's the biggest joke in Longcheng!

Wen Feng and the Secretary General of the municipal Party committee don't have enough brains. It's better not to come to the police station for a meeting today.

Pop!

On the ninth day, Wang sneered. He didn't like others to be high above, because he was the one who was high above. He looked at Zhao Weiguo's face and slapped it out again.

The people at the scene were blindfolded.

Zhao Weiguo was also hoodwinked.

make love!

On the ninth day, the king slapped twice and was not satisfied. He just wanted to do it again.

Zhao Weiguo covered his cheek with dull eyes. He was so angry that he wanted to kill people. He said in a trembling voice: "you... You beat people..."

On the ninth day, the king spat and scolded, "I just hit you. What's the matter?"

Zhao Weiguo had never seen such a shameless person, but there was no way. He called several times. It was quiet outside, indicating that the police station had been controlled by others. This may be the most tragic thing in Longcheng in decades.

It's not a matter of slapping the Secretary of the municipal Party committee in the face.

He Zhennan roared, "the ninth day king, you can catch it with your hands tied. Don't challenge our bottom line."

On the ninth day, the king stared at he Zhennan and hummed, "the bottom line of fart. Lao Tzu is the law and the bottom line. You waste, corpses and vegetarian meals are all going to die."

Boom!

On the ninth day, the king released terrible mental pressure, making everyone feel like going into hell.