Rebirth of the Villain's Counterattack

There have been two major incidents in Feng City recently. One is that the former Secretary Fang Haijun was shot and killed by gangsters who rushed out suddenly during the escort.

This death accidentally brought back Fang Haijun's last dignity, and his violations of law and discipline were covered up under the pretext of using the dead as the main cause, leaving Feng City with only one former secretary who died in a car accident when he went out to work.

The second thing is that Deputy Mayor Zheng, who has been working in Feng City for half a year, parachutes without warning to become the acting secretary of Feng City.

"Dad, why him? I don't think he is suitable. Whichever one you choose from Feng City is better than Zheng Jinfeng!" Feng Ao jumped from the municipal government to the municipal committee. The result of dealing with the province.

Wednesday is completely incomprehensible to Mr. Zhou's decision.

What's so good about that Zheng Jinfeng, he thought to himself, he's just a trash with airs of gentleness, why did he get the old man's eyes like this!What's more, that person doesn't look like a good match, if he really cooperates, it will undoubtedly lead the wolf into the house.

Old man Zhou was playing chess with Zheng Youting, he crossed the Chu River and Han border and took Zheng Youting's pawn, looked up at his son who didn't live up to expectations, and said: "Zheng Jinfeng has never been in this chess game, so he is elusive, but now it's different Yes. As long as he's here," he tapped the chessboard pointingly, "then it's up to him."

Only by placing dangerous things under one's nose can one feel at ease. This is the habitual thinking of conceited people, just like the attitude that old man Zhou adopted towards Feng Ao.

With such a sentence, Zheng Youting took down the horse he had just crossed in one fell swoop, and rarely took the initiative to say: "What Master Zhou said is very true."

So what if he entered this chess game, Mr. Zhou forgot that his left and right hands are not the only ones playing chess.

How this chess piece ends up depends on skill.

Mr. Zhou looked at the chessboard for a while, and had to say that he couldn't be more distracted when playing chess with Zheng Youting.This young man is not only a talent to be created, this kind of person is born to be a marquis and prime minister, and even become a person who steps on the blood to stand at the highest position.

Mr. Zhou is naturally a little concerned about this.This kind of mood is like that of an emperor in his later years. On the one hand, he is worried about his heir's failure to live up to expectations, and on the other hand, he is satisfied with the fact that he still has full power to control the fate of others and is awed by others.But one day, the son of the king of Fan who came to pay tribute was unmatched, and compared his heir who had just passed by to nothing, how could Mr. Zhou not feel vigilant and worried.

Such a person is an excellent introduction to forging his sons to become a good sword. Similarly, he is also a lump in his heart, which he appreciates and guards against.

"Wednesday, you should learn more from Ren You. You are a person who does great things, don't weigh your unhappiness all day long, and miss the serious business." He has become more and more earnest these days, but Wednesday is very ungrateful for this.

No one would feel happy to be compared and belittled, let alone a person with such high self-esteem on Wednesday.

After a game of chess, Mr. Zhou, who narrowly won, took a sip of tea and asked, "How is Fang Haijun doing?"

Said on Wednesday: "Dad, everything is settled. Don't you feel relieved when I do things?"

Wednesday was an uncontrollable excitement. You must know that the old man has never let him interfere with the business over there, and now he is entrusting the matter of sealing Fang Haijun's mouth to himself, isn't it just an affirmation of him!Even though, the first sacrifice he made on this road was his former close friend, and he didn't care about it on Wednesday.

Returning after the 'severe injury', Feng Ao's status dramatically surpassed everyone else's. Anyone could see that someone with a heart was cultivating Feng Ao. As long as no major mistakes were made, the position of this secretary would never be left behind.

"Brother Zheng... Oh, look at me! Haha, Secretary Zheng, are your injuries healed? It's good to be fine, it's good to be fine." Mayor Han took the lead in expressing his opinion, holding Feng Ao's hand enthusiastically, The language is kind.Whether it's Mayor Han's group or other leaders of Feng Ao, who are now leaderless, they are all very close to Feng Ao, and there is an inevitable turn of condolences and congratulations.

Feng Ao sat on the first seat next to Mayor Han. When the meeting started, everyone looked at him. Feng Ao smiled lightly, "Let's get started."

Seeing that he had no intention of taking the initiative, Mayor Han began to chair the meeting.Feng Ao didn't come to work for a long time, and most of the things discussed at the conference table were unknown to him, but there were not many new things coming out.

Everyone discussed for a while, turning the topic from time to time to ask Feng Ao what he meant. Feng Ao just waved his hand to let them continue. In the end, the pending issues were almost discussed, Mayor Han turned his head with a smile and said: "The approval of this procedure is still pending. If you want the seal of the secretary, there is Secretary Lao Zheng."

Feng Ao: "Don't bother me, I will arrange the plan and put it on my desk. I will give you a reasonable explanation if it works or not."

The smile on Mayor Han's face froze.

These people really think that Feng Ao is a puppet at their beck and call. If he, the acting secretary, is only responsible for signing things when they arrive, it will be a waste of some people's good intentions.

Soon someone from the former secretary's party said, "Secretary Zheng, you have to treat everyone to a drink today. Double happiness is coming, and you can't escape this meal."

Feng Ao said, "It's natural. As long as you don't dislike it." He suddenly turned to Gao Zhengfei, who was talking to his colleagues with a smile, "Deputy Secretary Gao must honor you tonight. I received your warm hospitality that day, and I didn't return the gift. , it’s my fault.”

Even though Gao Zhengfei had cultivated to the point where he was only one step away from the old fox, he was still shocked when he heard the words. He hurriedly put away his astonishment, and said with a smile, "Secretary Zheng is too polite to treat me like this."

Feng Ao smiled inexplicably, but didn't say any more, just said: "In that case, let's adjourn the meeting."

Back in the office, Gao Zhengfei still felt in shock.He hated it very much before, and he managed to climb to the position of deputy secretary after all kinds of calculations. How could Feng Ao get an acting secretary as soon as he was discharged from the hospital?

But now he can't care about grudges, what does Feng Ao's last words mean?That matter was arranged so seamlessly that even the dead Fang Haijun would never know that the matter was arranged by him, and it was impossible for Feng Ao to know anything.

Unless, the Zhou family had found something, they walked back and forth for a while before Gao Zhengfei finally got down and decided to pick up the phone.

"Cousin, what is Master Zhou's plan? He plans to help Zheng Jinfeng?" He asked urgently.

"Don't ask too much about these things, just do your job well." But it was the butler of the Zhou family.

"What did the old man tell him..."

Butler Zhou sneered, "You sent people to kill Zheng Jinfeng and frame Fang Haijun, right?" Hearing Gao Zhengfei's silent defense, Butler Zhou interrupted: "The old man doesn't care about such things, you can handle it yourself Well, sometimes, people are too smart, even if I was born with your mother, I can't help you."

Gao Zhengfei answered yes again and again, and hung up the phone, the doubts in his heart deepened.As far as he knew, Feng Ao was in a coma at the time of the car accident, it was impossible to find any clues at the scene, and after that he struggled so many times in the hospital, even if he wanted to find the murderer, such a long time was not enough for him Free from any suspicion?He couldn't figure out what he did wrong, which made Feng Ao doubt him.

He naturally didn't know that from the very beginning, his thoughts were under Feng Ao's control.

A person who used to walk on the edge of a knife to survive has already cultivated an extremely keen awareness of danger.If he couldn't judge the killing intent on himself in front of him, then Feng Ao would have died countless times.

Returning blood with life is Feng Ao's rule for the enemy, but it's a pity that this conceited and clever Deputy Secretary Gao still can't recognize the reality clearly.

That night, Feng Ao invited everyone to a banquet, and a lot of auspicious words on the table were drunk with the drinks. Li Hui, who was promoted to Secretary Zheng's personal secretary, resolutely obeyed the doctor's order to limit drinking. At the end, Li Hui was already drunk and turned into mud.

The driver carried Li Hui, Feng Ao walked in front, his excellent hearing allowed him to hear Zheng Youting's voice: "Damn it!" But he was extremely annoyed.

Feng Ao thought he had heard it wrong, so he couldn't help turning his head to look, and saw Zheng Youting pushing a woman into the trunk of the car without mercy, and when he closed the door, he felt Feng Ao's gaze looking over.

After meeting their eyes for a while, the unexpected look on Zheng Youting's face subsided, he walked around the front of the car, opened the door and took the woman away.

Hey, he really is a young man with a lot of vigor.

He bent the corner of his mouth and directed the driver to cover the noisy drunk man's mouth in the rear compartment. He got to the driver's seat himself and drove back.

He didn't expect that a bloody man was waiting at the gate of the community, and when he saw the car coming back, he rushed over immediately.

"Why did you let him come back so late in the middle of the night!" While cursing, the rear door was pushed open by the driver who finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Li Hui's sobs and groans came out.

Li Mengqun didn't care about anything else, he pulled the driver away and carried Li Hui out, and he kicked into the car, "Zheng Jinfeng! You let him drink! You, you fucking!"

"Meng Qun..." Li Hui vomited wildly on the road. At this time, his whole body was exhausted, and he was shouting Li Mengqun's name.Shocked by his movement, he was so drunk that he couldn't open his eyes but shouted: "Mayor, don't hit him, don't be angry, mayor... Meng Qun run, or you will be in great pain , he is a devil, if you hit your head, your brains will fly out..." He still couldn't change the title of the mayor, and poured out all the truth when he was drunk.

Feng Ao, who was a little unhappy in his heart, got out of the car and heard it. He didn't care about Li Mengqun anymore, and said in a low voice: "You are wrong, I never see blood when I kill people. Don't worry, I will give him a happy death. No penchant for torture."

Li Hui burst into tears, yelling that if he was going to die, he would be beaten to death together, and he would give Feng Ao his life back.

Li Mengqun looked at the smiling new acting secretary who was obviously entertained by the shapeless crying, gritted his teeth and endured, finally swallowed the anger.

He hugged Li Hui and left, not wanting to spend any more time with this dangerous man.

Li Hui was crying, shouting Li Mengqun's name, yelling at the mayor not to, and occasionally saying that his headache and stomach pain caused Li Mengqun to curse Feng Aodi and quicken his pace.

Feng Ao went upstairs and heard Li Hui say: "Don't scold the mayor, he is a good person...that's right, he just likes to scare people."

"You speak for him instead!"

"I have to hypnotize myself, I'm afraid of him. Meng Qun, let me tell you a secret, shhh, Mayor Zheng knows martial arts, he can kick people's intestines out with one kick. Don't make him angry, he, he really I will kill you, I won't lie to you."

"... fuck it!"

Afterwards they said something, Feng Ao was not interested in listening to it, and he paused when he opened the door and entered the room.He glanced over sharply, but Zheng Youting, who was supposed to be spending the last moment, appeared at the door of the kitchen, pouring cold water with his head up.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is worth looking forward to~