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Vashion sneered in his heart, yes, Jones has become a hero who has gained both fame and fortune, and he himself has lost his lover and all the good things in life, leaving only boring work.Ah, you can't blame Jones, after all, it was Captain Kirkland who transferred himself to action.Yes, if it weren't for that sinister and cunning British guy, I would still be living a frugal but leisurely and comfortable daily life with Roderich.It was Arthur Kirkland's fault that he killed Roderich and ruined his beautiful life!Waxiu touched the belt on his waist, and his gun was still beside him.Very good, Jones gave a speech today, so Kirkland, as his camp, is also the leader of the operation to eradicate the underworld, so he will definitely go to the scene to support him.

Hiding behind a giant potted plant, Waxiu looked at Alfred F. Jones, who was giving a eloquent and impassioned speech 100 yards away, and squinted his eyes to look for Arthur near his feet. The figure of Kirkland.Sure enough, Captain Kirkland, surrounded by several people from Australia/University/League/Asia, New Zealand/West/Land, was scanning the movements of the crowd occupationally.

Waxiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quietly moved to a place where it was easier to shoot and more concealed. He squinted one eye and aimed at Kirkland. At this moment, the sounds in the noisy square were blocked in his mind In addition, only Kirkland in the distance and himself aiming at the gun are left in the whole world.Vashion seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat and the sound of blood flowing through his pulse. He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The crowd near Kirkland became agitated, and Jones stopped his speech, looking at Kirkland who fell on Australia/Da/Lea/A.

"I'm fine," Arthur clutched his collarbone, and grasped Xin/Xi/Lan's hand with a pale face, "It's just a scratch, but let's quickly see who it is and who it's targeting."

"Zwingli, you useless bastard, you can't hit at such close range." Not far away, a man wearing a long windbreaker with the collar turned up and the brim of the hat pressed down was very low, only a small part of the collar was exposed. The sender cursed softly, "It seems that I should help you, kill Arthur Kirkland for you, and send you to heaven to apologize to Gilbert and the others."

"Bang!" A second gunshot sounded, and 100 yards away, Waxiu fell to the ground.At the same time, Arthur was shot again, and a large amount of blood came out of his chest.The crowd panicked, ran in all directions, trampled on each other amidst cries, and at the same time that tragedy was about to happen in the square, Jones' voice overwhelmed everything with the help of the loudspeaker used for speeches:

"Everyone, please don't panic! Everyone put their hands on their heads and squat down on the spot to ensure their own safety first!"

With the arrangement of a leader, the people on the square had their direction, and they all acted according to the instructions they heard. Then, in a few moments, except for Jones who was standing on a high place, Kirkland, who was being rescued by his subordinates, and a large number of people in the square Apart from the tense security, everyone, including several other candidates who spoke together, squatted down.

"It's eight o'clock, the man in the long windbreaker and hat!" Jones' voice was amplified by the loudspeaker and spread to every corner of the square. The security personnel in charge of the campaign speech and the police officers brought by Jones and Kirkland The personnel ran towards the direction Jones pointed together.

The man in the long windbreaker that Jones pointed at walked away quickly, got into a car without a license plate on the side of the road, and left.

"Everyone, don't be afraid!" Jones' voice continued to spread in the square, "This is a violent attack against the police. It must be an act of revenge by the remnants of the underworld who were hit before. But I can assure all voters that this This incident will definitely not affect the daily life of ordinary people. We police will arrest criminals and bring them to justice quickly. Captain Kirkland, oh, and the injured officer Zwingli over there are all our previous actions. The activists in the city, the people who are working hard to give everyone a safe city, ask the medical staff to rush them to the hospital, and let us pray for them both."

"Women are so vindictive, I'm a little jealous of Torres and Gilbert." Ronnie joked while driving.

Elizabeth took off her hat and long windbreaker on the co-pilot's seat: "I'm also taking revenge for myself, and those who plot against me will naturally end badly."

"Ah, yes, speaking of it, Arthur Kirkland is the mastermind of this series of incidents, and it's not wrong to ask him for his life. But," Ronnie looked at Elizabeth, who was wearing a blonde wig, "Alfred F. Jones is the manipulator behind these things, how do you deal with him?"

"Him?" Elizabeth sneered, "Let him keep jumping around. The master has his own ideas to deal with him, both light and dark. On the contrary, Kirkland has been hiding it all the time. It's really hard to deal with it if he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity."

"However, listen to what Jones said. His companion was shot and was dying. At this time, he still doesn't forget to show his merits and win votes. This is a person who is born to be a politician."

"Gilbert, Torres, and Berwald, I have three lives on my back to avenge," Elizabeth pointed with her fingers, and then looked at the people around her, "Ronnie, you must be strong enough. Until I don't have to worry about you following in the footsteps of the three of them."

"Don't worry at all, you know my strength best." Ronnie smiled, and raised Elizabeth's left hand to his lips for a kiss.

"I don't know what you can learn from Mr. Wang's visit?" Francis Bonofova smiled reluctantly and looked at Wang Yao who was admiring paintings in the gallery, and glanced outside the door. Men in suits stood guard inside and outside the gallery door.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, Alu?" Wang Yao turned around. He was wearing a light-colored suit, and his hair was done. His whole demeanor has changed.

"Yeah, it's been many years." Francis laughed at himself, "You are the first in the world to see through my beauty trick."

"So you were hit, not only stopped wearing women's clothes, but also grew a beard, retired and opened a gallery, Alu." Wang Yao looked at Francis with satisfaction and curled his lips, "But your intelligence business is still going through your The little apprentice is doing Alu... Regarding your good apprentice Felix, I don’t want such a thing to happen, Alu. But it hinders my plan, and there is really no way to keep him, Alu."

Francis' complexion changed: "Mr. Wang, I know that little Philip violated his professional ethics and let his emotions dictate his actions. No wonder others. I understand this truth, but it's rare to cultivate talents. I I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Well, it should be hard, Aru, and me too. If the person who has been cultivated by my side is gone, my heart will be empty. But things are still there, and people need to do them. If there is no time to train the next one, it is better to take over by yourself. Alu?" Wang Yao gave Francis a meaningful look, "Since I have returned to the arena, I still hope that I can deal with familiar people, especially now, no matter whether it is black or white, I am facing the transfer of power. Now that he has done his part to dominate the underworld, and Director Jones is about to become the mayor of Jones, Junlin Baidao, the person in charge of intelligence gathering and spreading the word between the two of us should have a closer relationship with both parties, what do you think? Right?" Wang Yao walked to the door, stopped and didn't look back: "By the way, that Matthew Williams should not appear again, right?"

Francis stood there speechless, and after Wang Yao went out to get in the car, he realized that his hands were covered with sweat.

months later.

Alfred returned to the mayor's office that already belonged to him. Looking at the prize for his first victory in his political career and the space where the political arena was about to start, he laughed excitedly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Alfred suppressed his joy and ordered calmly.

"Mayor Jones," B/K/S/Tan came in, "Director Kirkland is going to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, he has something to tell you, do you want to visit him?"

"Of course I will. Since he and Zwingli were admitted to the hospital, I have visited them many times during their coma. In the hearts of voters, I am a good leader who is benevolent, righteous, caring and caring for his subordinates. I am still in Kirkland. As soon as the situation improves, I will nominate him as my successor and become the police chief. Now that he is going to be discharged from the hospital, I should go pick him up in any case."

"Yes, then I'll make arrangements for you," Bar/Ki/S/Tan raised his head after finishing speaking, "Also, Mr. Wang Ao is here to visit."

"Oh, let's arrange for him to go to the hidden meeting room next to the big meeting room. His identity is sensitive, so it's better not to let people see my relationship with their family for the time being."

"Yes."

Alfred pushed open the door of the hidden conference room, only to see Wang Ao was already sitting on the sofa waiting.There was a large gift box on the tea table in front of the sofa.Seeing Alfred coming in, Wang Ao stood up.

"Mr. Wang." Alfred showed a big smile, stepped forward quickly, and stretched out his arms to give Wang Ao a hug.

"Congratulations on your successful election as the mayor of this city." Wang Ao stretched out his right hand, held Alfred's hand first, and held it firmly. His narrow eyes were not smiling.

Alfred watched the hug turn into a handshake with a disappointed expression: "Oh, HERO's successful election is inseparable from your family's cooperation."