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Chapter 172 What if I killed it?

The world suddenly became chaotic, and many people screamed, and many people didn't move. They just looked at Lin Hu who had fallen to the ground and had a hole in his temple. At this time, he was wide open and his eyes were full of confusion, but no one could tell him the answer.

"Boom! Boom!"

Looking at the chaotic crowd, He Zifeng fired two shots into the sky, and then shocked the scene: "Don't be nervous, this matter has nothing to do with everyone. I just found out that Lin Hu colluded with some people to snipe me on the way I came. I'm just seeking justice now."

The crowd suddenly became quiet. He Zifeng took a look and then slowly sat back to his seat. Seeing Richard looking at him, he couldn't help but smile: "Can the election conference begin?"

"Of course we can start."

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In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that Qi Ye Jin Bain has washed his hands, how could other gangs suppress He Zifeng? They have Japanese relationships and gang elements, and they get along well with several consuls. There is no more suitable candidate than him.

Everyone looked at the pool of blood on the ground that had not been wiped clean, and couldn't help but sigh. If they wanted to pull He Zifeng off, they had to assassinate this way. However, with the eight kings of the Qing Gang, it was not easy to kill He Zifeng. Why did they have to have this head? Why can't they be human with their tails stomped? At least they had some food to eat.

Su Kegong couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He felt that he was lucky. If the masked man hadn't appeared that night, I guess he would have ended up like this now, right?

Everyone has forgotten the dead Lin Hu. It doesn’t matter if anyone is missing these days. As long as he is alive, He Zifeng stood on the stage, holding a letter of appointment that looked like waste paper in his hand, with a faint smile on his face. He looked at the people applauding below and felt disgusting. This is a flattering society, and no one will care about the losers.

"Thank you! Thank you very much. Here, I would like to thank you for your support. I believe that with our joint efforts, we will definitely usher in a better tomorrow!"

He Zifeng raised the certificate in his hand, then walked off the stage surrounded by everyone, responded politely, and He Zifeng sat down next to Old Fan again, who asked him with a smile: "How does it feel?"

"I would rather go back to my tea house to have a cup of tea."

Old Fan laughed even louder, and then told He Zifeng in a low voice: "Your identity is too sensitive now, so be careful. It is not easy for you to be Duke Hua."

He Zifeng nodded but didn't say anything. It was not until Prince Ma said a few words in his ear that he turned to Mr. Fan and said, "Old Fan, I have some things to deal with, so I will leave first and I will not attend the cocktail party. Can I invite you to have tea another day?"

"Go and go, young people, it's always good to have something to do."

Nodding slightly to Old Fan, He Zifeng stood up and prepared to walk out. At this time, the figures outside the door were turbulent, and then there was a noise. He Zifeng was stunned for a moment, then took a step back and watched the brigade police rush in from outside.

The leader was not someone else, but Liu Wanshan. He swept around the hall with a venomous gaze, and finally stopped on He Zifeng.

He Zifeng looked at it with his head tilted. He didn't say anything, but clearly saw the helplessness and dodging in Liu Wanshan's eyes. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that something was going to happen today.

"Everyone! Everyone! Don't move around!" Liu Wanshan's hand pressed down in the void: "I know you are all well-known people in Shanghai. Liu is helpless and doesn't want to lead a large group of people to point guns at everyone. However, I received a report that someone committed an offensive in the street, and witnesses pointed it at the murderer that he was approaching the big world. In order to maintain the public security in Shanghai, considering that the perpetrators were carrying weapons, he could only aggrieved everyone!"

The hall was silent, and then bursts of laughter broke out. Everyone present was a big shot of the French Concession gang. If you haven’t seen any scenes before, who would be afraid of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals brought by Liu Wanshan?

Ni Yong sneered, he looked at the people around him, and finally turned to look at Liu Wanshan: "What a joke. When will the police in the Japanese-occupied area be in charge of the French Concession? Director Liu, your hands are too long, right?"

Everyone laughed again, but He Zifeng still tilted his head and didn't say anything. He knew that Liu Wanshan was not very good enough to climb to his current position. Only Fu Xiao'an needed to have a good knife in his hand.

Liu Wanshan did this very well. He could always follow the instructions if Fu Xiao'an told him, but He Zifeng had reason to believe that if something happened, Fu Xiao'an would definitely be the first to throw Liu Wanshan out and take the blame.

"Boss Ni, you are wrong. In Shanghai, especially in terms of public security, there is no such thing as long and short. Otherwise, the public security and peacekeeping meeting would be just a signboard for selling dog meat with the title of sheep."

Liu Wanshan was not angry either. He smiled and spread his hands: "Mayor Fu is a member of the Public Security Council. There has been such a big deal in the public concession and the Ministry of Industry reacted so slowly, so our Mayor Fu ordered that we must thoroughly investigate the matter, after all, the impact is too great!"

When he said this, he couldn't help but look at He Zifeng, but found that the latter was not paying attention to his words at all. Instead, he turned his head and smiled at Liu Feixu on the stage. This made the breath that he finally lifted up when he entered the door was dissipated directly.

In fact, he didn't want to come, but he had to come. Liu Wanshan felt contradictory. With his personality, he would definitely take action directly after confirmation. Like now, he was undoubtedly for He Zifeng to see. He hoped that He Zifeng could leave quickly at this critical moment, but at the moment, the other party obviously did not have such intentions.

Henry and George looked at each other without saying a word. He Zifeng had already greeted them before. He focused on establishing authority. So there was no reason for these two people not to cooperate. This is why there was no policeman who fought all the way.

The hall fell silent again. If it were as Liu Wanshan said, there was nothing wrong with it, everyone would admit it, but everyone knew in their hearts that the new Hua Dong He Zifeng was the one who made such a big noise!

Sure enough, when everyone's eyes were focused on He Zifeng, he slowly stood up, then straightened the collar of his shirt, walked calmly to Liu Wanshan, and smiled at him.
Chapter completed!
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