Chapter 635: 635 Crazy Assassination
Chapter 635 635 Crazy Assassination
In the former city lord's palace in a small city in the southern part of the Tang Kingdom, the office that had been transformed by glass looked extremely bright.
The sun shines on the huge desk that was originally used by the city lord, making it warm and making it quite comfortable to put your elbows on it.
A young man and an old man were sitting face to face, with a large number of unprocessed documents piled up in front of them, but one was reviewing the documents while the other was talking.
"Sir, please pay attention to your safety. If you have touched the interests of these people, they will definitely not let you go." As a native of Zheng State, the deputy official advised worriedly.
He is an old official of the State of Zheng, and he must be knowledgeable about the matters here. He knew that if someone didn't follow the powerful people's script and followed them to fall, they would probably cause an "accident" to the uncooperative guy.
Just yesterday, their ruling office unilaterally began a tax audit. Half a month ago, they began to prohibit local nobles from continuing to raise slaves. At the same time, they sent out a message demanding that the weapons in the hands of local nobles and powerful men be confiscated and the housekeepers should be disbanded. The private army guarding the hospital.
Nearly every one of this series of administrative orders has caused physical pain to those who hold actual power in the local area and affect the economy.
This former official of the State of Zheng, who has been serving as an official here, heard some rumors last night. He heard that the local wealthy and powerful people were impatient and prepared to give the new consul, who was only 23 years old, a little help. Take a look at the color.
"I'm not here to argue with them. If they are willing to cooperate, I will give them profits. If they are unwilling to cooperate, then get out!" The young man looked down at the accounts and replied without looking up: " This is the Tang Dynasty, not the State of Zheng. It’s time for you old minds to change.”
"Sir, your safety is still important. I have been an official for so many years and I have met a lot of Shangguan. This is the first time I have seen someone like you. Old man, I really like young people like you, so..." The deputy, who was almost fifty years old, was still chattering.
“Pass that to me.” The young man raised his head, pointed to the regional production report next to him, and ordered.
His deputy sighed, grabbed the report, handed it to the young man, and opened his mouth to say something, but finally stopped talking.
"I know what you're going to say." The young man still didn't raise his head. He stretched out a hand and pointed at his head, and said calmly: "The situation here is actually more complicated. If I come here full , maybe we can deal with those entangled nobles and powerful people in ten years... but I don’t have time to waste on them.”
"If they are willing to kill me, then you will see with your own eyes that there will be earth-shaking changes here immediately. If they don't dare, then I can save a lot of time." After the young man finished speaking, he put down his finger and pointed at himself. The fingers of his head tapped on the report in front of him: "You are so courageous!"
After speaking, he grabbed the pen and drew a circle on a number on the report: "At least 350 gold coins are missing."
The old man quickly took the report, carefully checked it with the data in front of him, and was slightly startled: "This, this is too, too bold. What are your plans, sir?"
"If they disband the private army, hand over their weapons, and are willing to cooperate with subsequent local reforms, I can stop pursuing the money." The young man stood up with a smile: "Let's go, the police here are not in good shape. Yes, let’s borrow some manpower from the garrison. Anyway, we have to clean out the bugs in the police first. Otherwise, how can we use these lazy guys in the future?”
Hearing what the young man said, the hairs on the old man's arms stood up: According to his experience, once the army is used, the matter will not be settled.
It seems that the young man in front of him is not a fool. He heard some rumors from himself and plans to strike first and send out the army to clear out the police force first, so that there will be an armed force that can be used.
The other party has been operating here for so many years and obviously has great experience in infiltrating officials. They captured the former City Guards, so naturally they also have great influence in the public security police team reorganized with the City Guards.
"Do you know why I look down on this garbage?" The young man put on his coat, walked to the door, turned around and commented disdainfully: "These people in Bunas are nothing more than a group of underworld gangsters. sky…"
The old man also took off his clothes, followed his chief officer, walked down the long corridor, nodded to some secretaries and officials who were walking towards him, walked straight out of the door, and walked towards his parked door. car.
Just as they were about to open the car door, a strong man suddenly rushed out from the side, pulled out the revolver in his hand, and pulled the trigger on the young man.
“Bang!” The young man was slightly startled. He really didn’t expect that this group of people would be so stupid that they dared to openly attack the chief official at the gate of the ruling hall. He was shot in the chest and staggered, trying to steady his body.
An old man who was an official here during the Zheng Dynasty stepped forward and stopped the strong man, shouting loudly: "There are assassins! There are assassins! Someone is coming! Someone is coming! Who are you?"
"Go away!" The strong man kicked the old man in the stomach and kicked him aside: "The people above told you to spare your life, so don't be ungrateful! Remember, I will teach you a lesson! Tell me The next **** who comes here, let him be honest!"
Just as the strong man shouted loudly, a murderer rushed out from the rear of the car. He reached out and pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed the young consul into the body from behind. Then, he took out the dagger and stabbed it again in another place. Blood splashed on his body, but he continued similar actions without caring.
The guards at the door had already rushed up, but after seeing the two murderers, the police slowed down. They shouted to stop, but made no move to stop them.
Soon, the two assailants walked away, leaving only an old man lying on the young man's body, calling for help.
He turned back in despair, looking at the belated guards and the officials running out of the room. He felt that the liquid on his palms was so thick that it made him suffocate.
"Hurry, find a doctor!" A female secretary shouted in horror. Some people rushed to the car, while others pushed aside the somewhat dull police officers and asked them to disperse quickly to organize a warning.
"Where is the murderer? You just let the murderer run away like this?" A young man asked loudly with his eyes wide open, but the guards subconsciously turned their heads and averted his gaze.
The atmosphere became a little strange for a moment. The young man lying in the old man's arms raised his head with a smile on his face.
He vomited blood while murmuring comfort: "It's crazier than I imagined. But this time, they, they can't escape. Cough, cough, cough!"
"Sir, please save your strength! Let's go to the hospital right away." The old man was already in tears and shouted loudly.
"No, it's too late..." The young man, whose consciousness had begun to blur, still smiled: "I live up to it..."
He closed his eyes, and his body lost its support and collapsed. Soon a car preparing to take him to the hospital parked next to the crowd. More people gathered around him, and the scene became increasingly chaotic.
Ding, ding, ding, the sound of the phone echoed in the office. An officer lazily grabbed the receiver and listened to the other party's words.
Then, his eyes became cold. He listened silently and kept listening. He waited until the other party stopped before speaking: "Don't cry first. Explain the matter clearly. I'll listen. You speak slowly." "
"I understand, please don't act rashly. I will report this matter. Don't worry, Sun Ze will not die in vain." After saying this, he hung up the phone.
Then, he grabbed the receiver in front of him and said gloomily: "Hey, pick me up from the security bureau, thank you."
After the phone was connected, he reported the situation. After a long period of sinking, he said: "The situation is like this, yes, yes, leave it to me, no one can escape."
After saying that, he hung up the phone again and picked it up again: "Hey, it's me, sounding the battle alarm and gathering the troops."
"Woo!" A few seconds later, the piercing siren began to reverberate throughout the military camp. Groups of soldiers grabbed weapons and helmets and hurried out of their barracks. Amidst the commander's orders, they formed a A square array.
Then they climbed into the trucks. Finally, an officer wearing a large-brimmed hat and his adjutant got into the jeep in front, and the sound of the engine starting made the entire military camp noisy again.
It was getting very late, the car turned on its headlights, and a military vehicle engine roared into the city. Then civilians returning late saw soldiers pulling up barbed wire fences at the intersection.
"Curfew tonight! The whole city is under martial law! All citizens return to their homes immediately! Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy!" A soldier holding a submachine gun stood in the middle of the road with his chin held high, loudly announcing that the entire city had begun a curfew.
Some people heard about what happened and quickly left these fierce-looking soldiers who seemed to be holding back their anger.
Some people wanted to inquire, but were pushed away by the soldiers, who then sternly warned them to go home immediately or bear the consequences.
Soon, the city had recovered, and the relatively bustling city streets became deserted. Military trucks were everywhere, soldiers carrying weapons were everywhere, and the 42-meter machine gun set up on the street corner could still be vaguely seen.
(End of this chapter)