"There will be someone to deal with the matter over there, and we must leave right now." Yan Botao said impatiently: "Otherwise, if the Zhou clan enters, we will all be done."

"Okay, okay!" Yan Botao's wife nodded repeatedly.

"Go away!" Yan Botao greeted and walked out with everyone.

At the door of the Biyuan, a secretary saw Yan Botao coming out and immediately asked in a low voice: "The senior leaders of our General Council have all gathered together. Do we want to leave together?"

"No." Yan Botao waved his hand directly: "Let them rush to the garrison of the Lu army and gather there."

"Okay." The secretary reached out and pulled open the car door.

Yan Botao bent down and sat in the car, whispering: "Have you finished contacting the Lu family?"

"After contacting, they expressed their willingness to protect the safety of our personnel." The secretary got on the co-pilot.

"Okay, go quickly." Yan Botao relaxed his collar with a little nervous look and urged him.

A few dozen seconds later, the convoy started and rushed to the north side of Fengbei.

...

Fengbeibei Pass.

Lu Bosen, who was originally planning to enter the General Political Department of the Military Department, has now brought the troops from the headquarters to retreat again. Because the Zhou faction broke through the Nan Pass, it is obvious that they are risky to force their entry into the city center.

In the headquarters, Lu Bosen was scolding General Xiang, saying that he was a shameless politician with two sides. At critical moments, he had no position at all and was a pure fence-bearer.

The generals of the Lu family were persuading each other, and current affairs were reporting on the battle situation in the city.

...

In the western ring area.

Seven or eight senior cadres from the regional council walked out of a special apartment for government-F, carrying leather bags in their hands, and hurriedly heading towards the car.

"Chief Yan, have you gone to the Lu Group?" a middle-aged man asked at his assistant.

"Yes."

"Damn it, it's really a disaster that everyone flew away." The middle-aged man whispered: "I promised to go together, but he's still a little bitch..."

"Kang!"

Halfway through middle-aged words, a dull gunshot suddenly came from the street on the left, and a guard fell to the ground.

“Buzz!”

Several off-road vehicles rushed over from the side, and more than a dozen people in the car picked up their automatic steps at the same time, pulling the trigger at the gang of politicians who were rushing.

Fierce gunfire sounded, and these politicians who were preparing to flee alone were exposed at this moment and were unable to fight against the organized and premeditated massacre, and fell into a pool of blood on the spot.

The gunshots quickly stopped, and a man wearing a special police uniform got out of the front car.

"Who...who asked you to come?" the middle-aged man who had just spoken, fell on the curb and asked in horror.

"From today, there will be no party and government Yan Group in District 9." The masked man replied coldly, rushed down and raised his gun.

"Kang!"

A gunshot made the middle-aged man die on the spot.

...

On the road to the north side of Fengbei, Yan Botao was lowering his head to fiddling with the phone when he suddenly heard a muffled sound from the windshield in front of the car.

"There is a sniper!" The driver yelled with his neck.

Yan Botao came to his senses and immediately bent down, shouting hoarsely: "Let the car ahead handle it, don't worry, drive over!"

...

In the West Ring District of Fengbei, there are a large number of party and government cadres living in it, and the Xiang family’s ancestral home is here.

A very ordinary off-road vehicle stopped. President Xiang took a step out of the car and said to the people in the car: "You can go to Nanguan too."

"General, we're waiting for you."

"Don't wait." President Xiang stood outside the car and patted the other person on the shoulder: "I have my home, you can go."

The three people in the car, after a long silence, saluted him.

President Xiang smiled and turned around and walked towards his ancestral house. He didn't walk with the large convoy just now, but just took three people and took a detour back here.

This ancestral house was where Xiang’s dream began, and now he has returned here.

...

At the same time, in Fengbei City, a large number of senior executives of the regional council were shot and cleaned.
Chapter completed!