It was at this moment that Chen Qingtian, who was also tied up next to him, noticed her name and soon realized that she was Dong Mobing, the leader of the special case team of the Municipal Police Bureau!

"Wuwu-Wuwu!" Chen Qingtian was very surprised and wanted to speak, but he was powerless. His closed mouth could only make a whimpering sound.

One is the mayor and the other is the leader of the special case team of the Municipal Bureau.

Before Chen Qingtian faced the abyss of death, the beautiful policewoman beside him was being stared at by a group of murderers, just like a group of wild wolves seeing the exquisite and delicious lamb...

"Officer Dong, before sending you on the road, let's have fun and let you experience the peak of your life!"

"This is a gift for you to get on the road! Hahaha!"

"It is said that you don't have a boyfriend yet. Damn, beautiful Officer Dong, we just got a big bargain! Hahaha!"

There were waves of whispers, endlessly.

Dong Mobing struggled hard, but he had no choice but to leave some scars on his skin.

However, the more she struggled, the more she twisted, the more she made the group of murderers and sluts surged, and they all pulled her out as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Bang!

Two of the murderers, one of them, hugged her head and the other, and placed them next to the white jeep.

Dong Mobing was thrown to the ground.

She was about to curse, but a murderer stuffed his mouth with a rag.

"Hahaha!"

"Beautiful girl, beautiful policewoman, let's come!"

"Sizi, it's so exciting!"

One of the murderers had a shiver on their face, and the flesh on their face was trembling constantly because they were too excited.

Thorn!

Another murderer, without saying a word, grabbed Dong Mobing's belt and pulled her belt out with force.

Suddenly, these devils seemed to have been given stimulants, and they all couldn't help but feel excited and were about to pounce on them.

"Stop it all!" Suddenly, the red-haired man roared, rushed over and kicked a few times, dispersing these guys, and said angrily: "What are you doing? Can you do big things if you are paralyzed? Keep her first and wait until I negotiate a good price!"

Yanyun Pavilion.

Every waiter who walks through the corridor on the third floor will appear extremely cautious when passing the box with the door sign saying "Tianzi No. 8" and it will slow down, lower his voice, and dare not stay or pause at all.

The number eight is a number that many people like because it represents development. However, a well-known big man in Jincheng, his favorite number is not free from vulgarity, and it is also the number eight.

The door of the box was heavily guarded, and four strong men in black suits stood in two rows, guarding like door gods. Their pair of eyes covered with cold expressions was enough to make people feel trembling.

"What's the saying? Oh, by the way, it's called 'The lost people like to drink alcohol, and the proud people like to drink tea'. Wine is a body-damaging thing, and drinking tea is healthy and friendly, come on, everyone."

There was an old man with slightly white hair in the box. At this moment, he was sitting upright on the sofa. On the tea table in front of him was a complete set of exquisite and high-quality tea sets. The unique purple clay teapot has exquisite glaze color. The small tea cup is not only a wonderful handicraft, but also a toy in his hands that highlights his identity.

The tea was filled with mist and the mellow fragrance filled the entire room.

The old man nodded and smiled, picked up the teacup. At the same time, the two middle-aged men and a graceful beautiful woman who were sitting around the teacup also picked up the teacup and sipped in small mouthfuls.

From time to time, bursts of laughter would sound between the seats, and the word "please" kept shouting at the old man.

It is obvious that this casual old man is the focus of everyone's attention, the superior who is the only one who is following the horse, and of course the distinguished guest of this private room for a long time.

"Old Mr. Dong, come, please."

"Old Dong, you should be good at planning and stay in the military tent and win a thousand miles away. Haha, I admire you!"

"Mr. Dong, I will use tea instead of wine. I'll give you a cup."

Two middle-aged men and the beautiful woman successively flattered the old man, causing the old man's face to smile, and the vicissitudes of wrinkles were even more profound. He had a thin face, and when he smiled, his face was full of wrinkles piled up together, but the energetic eyes suddenly appeared, looking like an old fox.

His surname is Dong, and his full name is Dong Jianshu.

In Jincheng, almost no one dares to call him his full name. "Old Dong" is a respectful title for him, and of course there are other titles. For example, at Jincheng No. 1 Middle School, teachers and students respectfully call him "school director".

The three people here are Hu Di, the head of the Hu family, and Zhu Chong, the head of the Zhu family. The beautiful woman is Zhao Weimin's wife, Zhao Ming's mother, known as Mrs. Zhao.

Compared to men's calmness, women naturally appear more impetuous. After a simple greeting and flattering, Mrs. Zhao asked Dong Jianshu anxiously: "By the way, Mr. Dong, this way, the outside media will not think of me, right? Everyone knows that Jincheng, you are the eldest brother, and even the mayor will depend on your expression. Success or failure depends on your."

Hu Di and Zhu Chong, two great figures in Jincheng, second only to Dong Jianshu, were silent, drinking tea and looking out the window.

Dong Jianshu laughed and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Zhao, your husband will be acquitted soon. At that time, it will not only be restored to the official position, but also be promoted to another level and replace Chen Qingtian's position."

"That's great! Mr. Dong, you are our great benefactor. As long as you give me any instructions in the future, you will be willing to go up to the mountain of swords and seas of fire!" Mrs. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, covered her hands in front of her, and thanked God in her heart.

"Mrs. Zhao, you see it getting late. Go back early. Your son is still lying in the hospital. Go and take care of him." Dong Jianshu waved his hand and said.

Mrs. Zhao is a discerning person, so she naturally won't stay. After thanking her again and again, she quickly withdrew and left Yanyun Pavilion.

Bang!

The door of the box was closed again.

"Hmph!" Suddenly, Dong Jianshu snorted angrily and said with gritted teeth: "That Chen Qingtian is simply a stubborn old antique! He is much younger than me, but he just does something that is not as good as the old! Discipline inspection and rectification movement, he dared to put it on me, and he was so impatient!"

The two big names Hu Di and Zhu Chong on the side whispered to comfort Mr. Dong's emotions.

Hu Di followed Dong Jianshu's intention and complained: "Yes, we have to intervene in the investigation of our two ways of making money. Do you really think he is Bao Qingtian? Over the years, our Jincheng leadership team has changed one after another, and Zhao Weimin is the most reliable. With him and we cooperate with each other, everything is easy to say."

"Chen Qingtian is on a dead end this time, damn it! He dares to force us to the dead end. I wonder if he is a jealous person who is so brave..."

Zhu Chong, who was slightly thin, tidied up his collar. This man had a goatee. He was in his prime, and he was probably in his prime, but for some reason, his expression always felt a gloomy.

These three people, Dong Jianshu, Hu Di, Zhu Chong, and Zhao Weimin, who has been imprisoned, are the rulers of the four major families in Jincheng City. Now one of them is in danger, and the other three have long been planning to unite, and it is not until now that they have taken this move.

Their finger pointed directly at the current Mayor Chen Qingtian.
Chapter completed!