Urban Sims

The cause of the storm was that after the directors of the four departments JY, JT, YH, and SF died one after another, the four vacant positions were also controlled by one person.

Zhou Ming spent more than 10,000 yuan to promote four obedient brothers to these four important positions.

In addition to his base - the Public Security Bureau, most of Yaoxing City's government departments are in the hands of Zhou Ming.

The remaining land, agriculture, environmental sanitation, taxation and other departments, except for the tax bureau, are all small fish. They don't need Zhou Ming to say hello, they will automatically obey and cooperate and dare not be presumptuous.

Only Pan Chaoqing, the chief tax officer of the tax bureau, has no vision. He used to go against Zhou Ming from time to time, but now Zhou Ming is a listed Z, and he dares to send tax collectors to his Swift Bank to issue huge fines.

Simply looking for death!

Zhou Ming sent assassins to kill three of Pan Chaoqing's stand-ins in succession, so that he did not dare to come to work in the city hall building. After all his attendance points were deducted by the assessment system, his position as tax chief was automatically dismissed.

As a result, the position of tax chief also fell into Zhou Ming's hands.

As a result, Zhou Ming established the absolute authority to speak out in Yaoxing City.

Anyone who opposes him will either die or become a coward, hiding in a dark corner and drawing curses in circles.

The power in the Z world, the economic expansion, the aggressiveness in the medical field... almost everything in Yaoxing City must be put into the pocket of one person - Fang Yuanjie.

Those whose interests were seriously damaged gathered together in private and began racking their brains to get rid of that devil completely and forever!

The Demon Slayer Conference is held!

In a mysterious room, there were hundreds of people participating in the conference.

These people are complex.

There are money messengers who were high-spirited earlier but are now unemployed and at home.

There is the old ZZ family power in Yaoxing City, represented by Pan Chaoqing, the former tax chief, Yang Xuebo, the son of the former education chief Yang Mingqiang, and so on.

There are losers in the restaurant industry.

And another important initiator of this meeting - Kang Jinkai, the general director of Dongfang Hospital.

For a common goal, they put aside the small differences they may have had, united, and came together.

"boom!"

The low table in front of him was hit with a loud bang by fists. Pan Chaoqing's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Fang Yuanjie! I must let you die without a burial place!"

"Yes! No matter what the cost, we must kill him!"

"As long as I can kill him, even if I die, I will die with him!"

"Take action quickly, there are so many of us, I don't believe we can't defeat him!"

The room was full of roars of shouting and killing.

"Dangdang~"

"Quiet, everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Let's all sit down and discuss it carefully. After discussing the strategy, we will start taking action together to defeat Fang Yuanjie and give Yaoxing City a clear and sunny day!"

Kang Jinkai knocked on the table twice to attract everyone's attention and then said.

"Dean Kang said it well!"

"Dean Kang is right."

"Dean Kang, I will do whatever you say. As long as I can kill Fang Yuanjie, I will do anything you ask me!" Yang Xuebo, a passionate young man and son of Yang Mingqiang, stood up and said.

In this meeting, the person with the biggest say and the wealthiest voice was naturally Kang Jinkai, the director of Dongfang Hospital.

He was the only loser in the room who hadn't been defeated yet.

So he is the backbone of everyone.

"My dear nephew, don't stand. Sit down quickly."

Kang Jinkai waved to Yang Xuebo, motioning for him to sit down, and then sighed and said: "Your father was famous and an old friend of mine for many years. He was knowledgeable and kind. Such a highly respected figure died like that." In the hands of despicable people, alas! What a pity, how hateful!"

"Uncle Kang, you must make the decision for my dad!"

Yang Xuebo looked sad, choked up at one point, and bowed deeply to Kang Jinkai.

"Get up, my dear nephew, don't worry, I will definitely make the decision for your dad."

After comforting Yang Xuebo, doing a lot of hard work, and everyone else shedding a few crocodile tears, everyone officially entered the room to discuss how to deal with Fang Yuanjie.

Everyone came up with multiple plans, and the first thing they thought of was, of course, to hire a killer to kill him.

For example, a killer organization called "Thunder" recently appeared. They have a missile weapon with a range of 20 kilometers, equipped with nano-explosives, which is so powerful that one hit will turn Fang Yuanjie into powder.

"No, that Fang Yuanjie is extremely cunning and has countless substitutes. He has been assassinated more than 20 times in the past few years. What happened? All the substitutes died! And now Fang Yuanjie has mastered the surveillance system of the whole city. The city hall building is also installed. With laser weapons, he has more than 3,000 thugs in his gang. He even organized the Zero Zero children in the city to supervise the ban on guns in the city. He also said that if he helped catch an assassin, he would be rewarded with money. One...the policemen in the public security system are all his people...it is even harder to assassinate him now than to reach the sky!"

this……

If assassination doesn't work, what should I do?

Poison?

It seems to be useless.

Kidnap his family?

Does anyone know where his family is?

"Is there nothing we can do?" Yang Xuebo slammed the low table, his face full of frustration, but his eyes were horribly red.

"Are we just going to give in? Are we going to lose everything?"

Pan Chaoqing scratched his head, hating and regretting. He hated Fang Yuanjie, why he couldn't be killed!

What I regret is why I was so stupid and insisted on going against him?

It's not just about bowing your head and obeying him. Compared with losing power, living in hell can be said to be like this.

One plan after another was rejected, and when almost everyone was about to despair, Kang Jinkai, who had not said a word and just sat quietly drinking tea and listening, always looked indifferent and showed a confused smile.

"Dean Kang, what should we do?"

"Dean Kang, please help me think of a solution. Is there nothing we can do if we just take that guy?"

"Dean Kang, you called us here. If you can't do anything, why did you call us here? Tell us what you can do!"

"Yes, Dean Kang, please help me come up with some ideas!"

Everyone's expectant eyes focused on Kang Jinkai again.

"I do have a way to deal with Fang Yuanjie, but it requires your cooperation..."

Kang Jinkai smiled slightly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's ears pricked up, their faces lit up with joy, and their spirits were lifted.

Kang Jinkai's method is actually very simple, just two words: spread rumors.

It can even be said that it is not a rumor at all.

He analyzed eloquently:

"Xunjie Bank, Shengsheng Medical, and Yuanyue Family Restaurant are all assets owned by Fang Yuanjie. The largest is Shunjie Bank, with assets of more than 10 trillion credit points; followed by Shengsheng Medical, the amount of assets is calculated in terms of credit points , insurance estimates exceed 2 trillion credit points; finally, Yuanyue Family Restaurant has an asset value of approximately 500 billion credit points."

"I asked professionals to conduct a comprehensive data analysis of these three assets, and found that the most profitable one is Yuanyue Family Restaurant, which can earn 100 billion credit points every year. However, in the other two assets, Fang Yuanjie is losing money every year, and is losing money huge!"

"First of all, take Xunjie Bank as an example. The credit points in this bank have reached 10 trillion. Even if most people do not buy financial products, based on the annual interest rate of 2%, they will have to pay 200 billion in interest, which is two far. The money earned from the Yue Family Restaurant is not enough to cover the expenses.”

"Vital Medical is a gold-eating monster. Fang Yuanjie invests more than 100,000 yuan and hundreds of billions of credit points every year. In the past few years, the money invested has exceeded 2 trillion credit points, but what about the profit? One year a year It’s less than 10 billion, and he said that he would develop life-extending medical treatment. After only five years of research, he dared to say that he would soon launch a life-extension package that could extend life by 30 years. He only charged 20 yuan. When he heard it, he knew it was a lie. impossible……"

"In short, my professionals have come to the conclusion that even if Fang Yuanjie's Yuanyue Restaurant makes money, in the past few years, his Swift Bank and Bioenergy Medical have suffered a total loss of at least more than 2 trillion!"

"Where can such a huge loss be made up? It must have been misappropriated from the depositors' deposits of Swift Bank!"

"More than 2 trillion, how many people's savings are these? 100,000, 200,000? It's definitely more than that!"

"So, to deal with Fang Yuanjie, we don't need to use assassins. 200,000 people are enough to kill him!"

"Everyone, prepare well when you go back. Starting from tomorrow, mobilize all your forces and go all out for publicity! Before Fang Yuanjie closes the city network, the news of the huge losses of Swift Bank must be spread to everyone!"

"Everyone, we will definitely succeed. Fang Yuanjie will definitely die!"

Kang Jinkai was full of confidence and thought happily: When Fang Yuanjie collapses, his Oriental Hospital will have another branch worth 2 trillion credit points!

After listening to the analysis, everyone else in the room took a few deep breaths. Did Fang Yuanjie actually control such a huge amount of assets?

Even if they give one-tenth to themselves, they will not be able to use it up in ten lifetimes.

Then there was ecstasy and a loss of 2 trillion... Fang Yuanjie, you are simply asking for death!

"Hahaha! Fang Yuanjie, the assassin can't deal with you, but what about the 200,000 citizens? Can they tear you into pieces?"

"Dean Kang, when will we start taking action tomorrow? I can't wait now!"

"Tomorrow morning at six o'clock... Okay, I'll prepare the manpower immediately when I get back. I want to let the whole world know within five minutes that Fang Yuanjie lost 10 trillion!"

"Dad, I can avenge you! I will take off Fang Yuanjie's head and put it in front of your grave to worship!"

"Hahaha~"

"Hahahahaha~"

In the room, there was a hearty, hearty laugh.

…

the next day.

10 o'clock in the morning.

Four hours passed.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the top floor of the city hall building, one of Zhou Ming's stand-ins saw with horror: more than 300,000 citizens, with expressions of anger, panic, fear, madness, etc., forming a A dense human wall surrounded the city hall building like an iron barrel.

Waves of high-decibel sounds kept coming from downstairs.

"Fang Yuanjie, pay me back!"

"My savings! My hard-earned money!"

"Fang Yuanjie, come out! Come out!"

"Kill him! Kill that shameless liar!"

"Come in together and catch Fang Yuanjie!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight with that bastard!"

The citizens were very excited and pushed hard, causing the weak defense line composed of a hundred police officers to collapse.

Then I heard the sounds of citizens coming, yelling, howling, roaring...

For a time, the whole city was in commotion and boiling.

…

In a room densely covered with surveillance screens.

Seeing the hundreds of thousands of citizens on the screen showing various behaviors that were frantic and doomsday, Zhou Ming sighed: "This should be the so-called enemy of the whole city and the target of thousands of people, right?"

At this time, a man in police uniform came over and whispered in his ear: "City Z, brothers said we can't stop it anymore, it's almost done."

Zhou Ming nodded, stood in front of the console, put his thumb on the start button of the city's broadcast system, and pressed it hard.

A clear and loud voice echoed throughout the city.

Scenes of three-dimensional projections of City Z people were also lit up and unfolded among the tall buildings.

"Dear citizens, good morning everyone..."