The night sky was like water with stars dotting the horizon. It was as quiet and peaceful as a pebble.
Feng Zhiyong's mansion.
The leader of the Pro-War Faction was holding an envelope and walking around the room as if he was facing a great enemy. His expression was hesitant, struggling, and surprised. Even his face was flushed red. It was obvious that he was extremely uneasy at the moment.
"Colonel, you don't show your emotions on your face. Why are you so flustered now?" Seeing Feng Zhiyong walking around, the bespectacled Han Qiang asked.
Han Qiang was Feng Zhiyong's aide. Although he was only an ordinary Bronze Ranker, his authority was only second to one and above tens of thousands. He controlled the lifeline of hundreds of thousands of people in the Pro-War Faction.
At this moment, there were only four people sitting in the room. However, each of them had a significant influence in Qiaodong.
Feng Zhiyong, Han Qiang, Zhou Xian, Tian Xuefeng.
These people had heavy responsibilities and were very busy every day. Tonight, Feng Zhiyong met these people together. It was obvious that something had happened that made it difficult for him to make a decision.
"How can I not be flustered? Chen Feng sent a letter saying that he killed Li Chuan. This was originally a big deal. However, he also said that Li Chuan was a devil's follower and the murderer of the massacre in the city. In addition, Hong Jiuling and all of his subordinates are suspects. Now, he wants me to plot against Hong Jiuling. How can this be? "Feng Zhiyong stood up and walked around.
"If it's me, I'll kill his mother. There's only one life. I've been unhappy with Hong Jiuling for a long time. I'll place the Magic Crystal Cannon in front of his house. As long as the Colonel gives the order, he won't be spared!" An arrogant voice interrupted Feng Zhiyong's words.
Tian Xuefeng was a bald old man in his fifties. His aquiline nose gave him a bit of a westerner's charm. His eyes were as sharp as a goshawk's, flashing with a fierce light at any time. He had been in the military for half of his life and had been in the military for nearly forty years. He had seen all kinds of storms and waves and had extremely rich experience. In addition, he was also a famous gun god. In his hands, the power of an ordinary pistol could be increased by several times, or even more.
In addition, he also had the ability to absorb souls. He could seal souls on weapons to increase the destructive power and lethality of weapons, greatly increasing the chances of survival for the warriors.
Han Qiang looked at Tian Xuefeng and adjusted the glasses beside his ear. He said in a neither servile nor overbearing tone, "Now, everyone knows that the main battle is like water and fire. This is not a simple battle. Once there is a mistake, when the time comes, there will be a chaotic battle in the city. The ones who will suffer and suffer will be the ordinary survivors! Or have you forgotten the lesson from before? "
When the Conservatives first appeared, Feng Zhiyong also tried to suppress them. He even prohibited the distribution of rations to the members of the Conservatives. Everyone thought that this would make the survivors hesitate and give up on joining Hong Jiuling.
But who would have thought that this would lead to a riot. No one knew what kind of instigation caused a group of loyalists to attack the granary. Originally, there were only a few hundred people, but a single spark could start a prairie fire. With the advent of the apocalypse, people's hearts were already depressed and in pain. But in the midst of the riot, people's hearts began to change.
Catharsis!
The riot was like a catharsis, causing more people to participate in the looting. Smashing, looting, raping, looting, all kinds of evil! When the main battle was finally suppressed, the death toll alone reached more than 3,000 people!
It was a shocking number.
It was also from then on that the main battle fell into a disadvantage, and Hong Jiuling slowly gained the right to speak.
The riot happened too suddenly, and there were even figures of professionals among them. Everyone knew that this was a conspiracy against the main battle. But what could Feng Zhiyong do? Could he really order people to pick up the machine gun and shoot at the crowd? At that time, it would only cause greater panic.
Experiencing such a bloody scene, for Feng Zhiyong, was simply a memory that he could not bear to look back on. That was why he was so timid. He was afraid that if he took a wrong step, he would repeat the same mistake.
"Don't do anything? Are we just going to wait for death? Hong Jiuling, that old bastard, has been eyeing the position of colonel for a long time, right? Han Qiang, I realized that you don't have good intentions. You don't have any guts. I think you've been sitting at the top for too long. It's time for you to move. "Tian Xuefeng tilted his head. He was still as domineering as before. He opened his mouth to remove Han Qiang's position.
At this time, the last person in the room, Zhou Xian, opened his mouth. "Old Tian, watch your mouth. Now we should be united against the enemy. Don't let the enemy see you like this."
Compared to before, Zhou Xian now had a sage-like appearance. Although his face was full of wrinkles, his skin was as delicate as a baby's. It was as if he had returned to his youth, giving people an indescribable feeling.
His temperament was different from Tian Xuefeng's. Although they did not lack the calmness of a superior, Tian Xuefeng exuded an unruly domineering aura, while the old man gave people a sense of worldly wisdom. Tian Xuefeng sat together with him. In terms of the aura of the two, Zhou Xian was slightly better.
Zhou Xian, "Iron and Silver Hook". Although he was past his prime, his strength was at the peak of the silver level. Although his tone was as calm as the wind, it gave people a majestic aura that could swallow mountains and rivers. It was as if he held the vast plains in his hands. This was a level higher than the domineering aura.
Tian Xuefeng's eyes flashed as he tapped his fingers on the table. He wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he said indignantly, "Elder Zhou, I'm not targeting Han Qiang. Look at the situation now. It's a matter of life and death. If we don't take action now, do we have to wait until Hong Jiuling rides on our heads before we take action?"
"Tian Xuefeng!" Feng Zhiyong frowned. Obviously, he was a little angry.
Tian Xuefeng and Feng Zhiyong were old acquaintances. Seeing this, Tian Xuefeng knew that Feng Zhiyong was really angry.
Feng Zhiyong sighed and said to Zhou Xian, "Old Zhou, you are the oldest and the most knowledgeable. I want to hear your opinion."
Zhou Xian raised his eyes slightly and said, "I agree with Old Tian's suggestion. Act and suppress Hong Jiuling!"
What?!
The faces of the people in the room suddenly became a little strange. They did not expect that the usually calm old man would agree with such a risky idea.
"Old Tian is right. Qiaodong has reached a time of life and death. Hong Jiuling is too arrogant. I think he is a wolf. His power has already been established. Plus, this time, the zombie attack has caused heavy casualties. It has given Hong Jiuling a chance to resist the war. Once that happens, we will be completely passive." Zhou Xian said softly.
"Old Zhou, I understand what you mean. I am involved in too many things now. I am afraid …" Feng Zhiyong was still hesitating.
If Hong Jiuling is really involved with the devil, then suppressing him would be doing the people a favor. If he isn't, then he would be our enemy even if he isn't a friend. Suppressing him would allow the survivors to regain their wits and understand the ways of the world. There's no use in running away. If we want to live, we have to face and bear the consequences. "
At this point, Zhou Xian spoke again, "What's more, this time, we have Chen Feng's help. That child, Hong Zhuang, is also in the letter. Chen Feng has a lot of capable people under his command. This time, it was all thanks to him that we were able to kill Hong Jiuling's henchmen. Now that the conservatives have lost a fierce general, this is our best chance.
Don't let this chance slip! "At this time, the few of them were agitated by Zhou Xian's words. No one expected this old man to be so decisive.
Feng Zhiyong's body trembled, then he slowly clenched his fist.
"Don't let this chance slip … Chen Feng's words in the letter are true. Moreover, Hong Jiuling's anti-war sentiments are indeed strange. Qiaodong is my root. I can't let anyone destroy it."
Thinking of this, Feng Zhiyong took a deep breath and said loudly, "Inform Chen Feng. When he comes back, we will suppress Hong Jiuling together and restore Qiaodong's peace!"
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