Chapter 1163： Stance Murong Cheng

Huang Laogui almost burst into tears.

No matter how evil the evil devil is, it is the village where he was born and raised. That is his root!

If Murong Cheng is really burned, Huang Laogui really wants to become the biggest sinner in the clan, how will he look down after a hundred years?

...If it doesn't work, just run away!

Can't afford it, can't afford it!

Murong Cheng picked up his mobile phone and called Wang Zhan: "Choose twenty people to come over. They must have blood on their hands. You will have a hard life. You will stare at sending Huang Laogui and Du Hao into the ghost village. If someone runs away, you too No need to go back!"

Huang Laogui's heart: Fuck!

Wang Zhan on the other end of the phone was also dumbfounded, and blurted out: "Why is it me again?!"

The name "Ghost Village" is wicked! He doesn't want to go!

Murong Cheng only felt that his patience had been exhausted by these idiots, and gritted his teeth: "Are you trying to talk nonsense?"

Across his mobile phone, Wang Zhan seemed to be able to feel the murderous aura. He immediately roused himself and said, "I'll take someone to the Jingling! In the afternoon...no! It's noon!"

After hanging up the phone, Murong Cheng looked up at the two in front of him.

Huang Laogai's face was pale and his head was sweaty.

Du Hao was natural. Regardless of whether it was done or not, he wouldn't be too wrong. The person who used the corpse to restore the soul was Huang Old Ghost, and the ghost who caused trouble was also from Huang Old Ghost Village. No matter how old and new grievances were calculated, Murong Cheng would only find Huang Old Ghost.

Murong Cheng looked at them: "Stay for lunch."

it means……

Don't go.

...

Before lunch was finished, Wang Zhan pulled a group of strong men from Xianghai City to the villa. They didn't enter the house, and they all stood in the courtyard properly.

Mu Zi raised his head and looked out, muttering, "What are you doing..."

Murong Cheng put a piece of buttered cabbage into her bowl, and said lightly: "This is the special action team of the city government. It is going to destroy a cult pyramid scheme. The backbone elements there have some evil tricks, so let them follow. To avoid trouble."

Huang Laogui just wanted to slap his thigh: That's great!

Mu Zi was stunned: "Cult?"

Bai Wei was surprised when she heard it: "Cult?...The kind in the TV series?"

"Yeah." Murong Cheng glanced at Old Huang Gui, "I have only received a report at the moment. As for whether there is... it depends on their performance."

To be precise, it depends on Huang Laogui's performance.

"Keep in touch when you get there," Murong Cheng explained.

Du Hao put down the tableware and wiped the corners of his mouth gently.

Mu Zi felt weird. He looked at Du Hao and Huang Laogui. He saw that there was more than half of rice in his bowl, and couldn't help saying, "Let's leave after eating."

"This time is a special operation. It's a race against time. It's not easy to delay." Murong Cheng said nonsense, "Let's go."

Du Hao leaned back and walked out with Huang Old Ghost.

Mu Zi looked at Huang Laogui's back, how did he feel like he was reluctant to leave?

When the old man walked out, his figure was trapped among twenty brawny men, it was like escorting a prisoner...

Wang Zhan hurriedly brought people, and then hurried away.

Mu Zi thinks this is wrong.

She turned her head and asked Murong Cheng, "Wang Zhan now works in the municipal government? When did he pass the civil service examination?"

Murong Cheng put a piece of cabbage in her bowl again, and rubbed her head: "Hey, eat well. It involves government secrets. I won’t tell you."

"Mom, look at him!" Mu Zi said angrily. "Being a mayor is just a matter of fact, look at him!"

Murong Cheng continued to cry: "I am the president's son-in-law."

Obviously I look down on others, and I always like to pull others' banners.