The double labeled dogs were angry. As soon as the spy said this, they were angry on the spot.
"It's none of our business to be busy in the city. We're asking, what about those executives."
"Yes, in ordinary times, each of them has a high status because of our appreciation. Now that we have left, they are in power. When will they wait for us to see if they don't act at this time?"
"This is their chance to make achievements."
The standard of double labeled dogs is always that the pot is someone else's, and they are moral models. Therefore, even if they abandon others first, they can completely change their taste in their mouth.
After wandering around, his shameless behavior has changed and become an excuse and reason to give others a chance.
"What my subordinates said is related to our group of executives." The spy replied with his head down.
Hearing this, some people shut their mouths, but Zhu Yanshuo and Ming Yu frowned at this time.
What does that mean?
At present, I don't understand it, but it always gives a person a bad feeling anyway.
"Go on." Dark rain path.
"Yes." The spy glanced at the others and said, "early in the morning, it's time to go to the city and hold a large celebration."
"Is he Han 3000 going to play a full set? What kind of shit celebration? Just because he recruited a group of incompetent soldiers?"
"I'm so complacent about such a small thing. I think it's just like Han 3000. If I hadn't been lucky and got some skills, I'm afraid it would have been like that."
"Can you shut up when I ask someone to talk? It's so noisy, like a flock of flies." Ming Yu finally couldn't listen. He drank coldly: "if you are so angry, otherwise you will go back and vent, what should you do?"
After a few words, everyone immediately shut up and didn't dare to say even one more word.
You want them to talk and shoot. Everyone here is king, but if they really want real knives and guns, how many tough guys are there?
"What celebration? Take our soldiers. Didn't you say they had a big feast in the city last night?" Ming Yu grabbed the key point and asked softly.
"It's a grand ceremony to ascend the throne." Another spy path.
"Enthronement ceremony?" Zhu Yanshuo frowned, looked back at Ming Yu and said, "Han 3000 can't wait to announce that he should rule the city so soon? It's too hasty. His foundation is not stable."
"Besides, it doesn't seem like his style of acting. Is he deliberately demonstrating to us?"
Hearing Zhu Yanshuo's words, Ming Yu frowned slightly. Although he really couldn't figure out what Han 3000 meant, Zhu Yanshuo's words seemed to have some truth.
But just when Ming Yu had just accepted Zhu Yanshuo's remarks, the spy continued to speak: "you two misunderstood. This is not Han 3000's accession to the throne."
"Not Han 3000? Who is that? But which subordinate of Han 3000?"
"It's not Han 3000's subordinate, but..." the spy was a little afraid to answer. After all, they knew that once they said this person, there would be
"But who, you say." Ye Shijun drank in a hurry.
"It's Fulin." Scout way.
"Fulin?"
When they heard the name, they were almost shocked.
Even the dark rain was completely stunned in situ, which was obviously not reflected for a time.
Fulin?
This is the executive and relatives of the family, and ye Shijun's brother-in-law.
Is he crazy? Find such a man to be the city master? What is his intention?
"Are you sure you read it correctly?" Someone asked.
"Naturally, his subordinates will not be mistaken, and not only he, including the Ye family and some executives who should leave the city, have all been promoted and appointed to important positions. This celebration is also prepared for them."
Then, ye Shijun stumbled back several steps, and then sat down on the ground. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something: "go, go, call me the bitch who flatters me."show_ htm3();
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