Chapter 946 Bloody Banquet
A team cannot be united without going through difficulties, and it will not have that kind of core cohesion.
This is the case with a newly established agricultural association. Although it has common interests and demands, it is difficult for it to grow healthily without experiencing common suffering and the test of blood and fire.
Now, here comes the grindstone.
"We established the Agricultural Association and signed a mutual protection alliance. It's not just a nice piece of paper, but real action. If we don't take care of it this time, the entire Agricultural Association will be just empty talk. Therefore, we must save it. This is related to our beautiful tomorrow."
Zhang Tuohai made his position clear.
The battle of the Agricultural Association must be fought, and it must be fought cleanly and beautifully, otherwise there will be no fun in the future.
Old Tom also understood this truth, and he hoped that the agricultural association could continue to operate more than Zhang Tuohai.
The Agricultural Association is just a tool for Zhang Tuohai. If he can't handle it anymore, he will just leave and be replaced by the next one. But for Old Tom, it is the future of the prosperous farm.
"I'll go gather them right now. I believe they can figure out what to do in the future."
Old Tom put on his cowboy hat and went to gather his companions.
After arresting a few people, Malthus felt much better. The people carrying the green battle flag swaggered into the Straw City. As for the three unlucky guys, they were directly thrown into the reform camp to serve hard labor.
As for the trial?
Just write down the files and court records for record. Does it matter what the truth is?
Because of the advance notice, Speaker Lavrov set up a welcoming banquet in the most luxurious hotel in Straw City, specifically to receive the members of the Green Flag.
Maduro and his men are a group of desperate criminals. They live on the edge of a knife and sleep with one eye open. It is difficult for them to have a peaceful time. Now that they see so many delicious food and wine, they naturally don't care about so much and just enjoy it first.
A group of ruffians started eating and drinking in the hotel, and soon the luxurious hall was in a mess. Many beautifully dressed waiters were harassed. From time to time, sharp noises could be heard in the hall, making everyone laugh.
Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, Lavrov frowned. He asked these people to come to assist him in managing Straw City, not to cause trouble for him.
"Can they be more restrained?" Lavrov asked Malthus with a frown.
"Why, don't you like such a beautiful symphony?" Malthus asked with a smile.
"If they are not restrained, they will destroy our Straw City." Lavrov said unhappily, "What Straw City needs is rules, not destruction."
"No, before discussing this issue, I want to correct a mistake," Malthus lit up the cigar in his hand and said slowly, "It's my Straw City, not yours.'
"What do you mean?"
Lavrov felt something was wrong, and the bodyguard behind him reached for his lower back.
Bang!
A gunshot blew the bodyguard's head open.
Afterwards, the whole hall was filled with the sound of gunfire like popping beans. The people under the green flag suddenly launched an attack, killing all the accompanying congressmen and their bodyguards. They had just been drinking with their arms around each other's necks, but the next second they were stabbed in the chest.
The whole hall was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder.
Seeing this, the waiters screamed and ran, trying to escape.
However, the people with the green flag were well prepared. They had people guarding several entrances and exits and controlled all the people to ensure that no one could escape.
Those waiters were driven to the corner and squatted with their heads in their hands, waiting for the judgment of fate. As for the rest, they began to clean up the battlefield, count the bodies, and finish off the enemies one by one.
"You, what are you doing?"
Lavrov was also shot in the abdomen. He covered the wound and stared at Malthus.
"You've been in this position for too long. It's time for me to take over. Don't worry, I'll send your family down to accompany you soon."
Malthus took a gold-plated Desert Eagle from his assistant and pulled the trigger at Lavrov's head.
Bang!
The body fell to the ground.
"The people have been dealt with, what you promised us... Maduro walked over and asked Malthus.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. From today on, all the underground industries in Straw City will be handed over to you. However, you have to restore Straw City to its previous state and make Coke become drinking water again!"
Malthus said with a burning gaze.
"Don't worry, we can't do that. We are good at this kind of things." Maduro is full of confidence.
Just as the two were preparing to toast to their future cooperation, an assistant suddenly ran in in a panic and shouted to Malthus: "Sir, sir, something bad has happened, the reform camp has been breached!"
"What? How was it breached? Explain it to me clearly!"
Malthus's face was full of displeasure.
He had just ascended the throne of the uncrowned king of Straw City, but the reform camp was breached. Isn't this a slap in his face?
"We don't know either. It was too dark. The wall was blown open, and the people in the watchtower were knocked unconscious. All the people in the reform camp were rescued. We just received the notification."
The person who reported the news said breathlessly.
"Come with me and take a look."
Malthus's face turned ugly. The reform camp was filled with too many ugly things that could not be seen in public. Theoretically, they were still elected city councilors . With such a big scandal, it was inevitable that they would step down. They might even face charges.
The news must be blocked and all those involved must be killed!
Malthus gritted his teeth and made a decision.
It took him more than ten years to reach his current status. He is about to become the uncrowned king of Straw City. At this time, no one can stop him. Anyone who wants to stop him will be completely killed by him.
Malthus took the gold-plated and diamond-studded Remington shotgun from his assistant and said, "Come with me to check the situation."
Malthus led a large group of people with green flags to the reform camp to check the situation.
Hummers and armored vehicles drove through the streets towards the reform camp.
The reform camp is outside the city. It was originally an abandoned prison surrounded by high walls. Later, it was transformed into a reform camp by Malthus and others. It is still a prison and receives municipal subsidies. As for what goes on inside?
Malthus frowned as he looked at a more than ten-meter-long collapsed wall. He reached out and touched the broken edge of the wall. He personally supervised the construction of this wall. It was the only part of the entire reform camp that did not cut corners. It was made of thickened concrete. What kind of weapon was used to cause a collapse of this size?
Only the army in the entire Straw City has this level of firepower. Could it be that Cassandra 's grandson has come back again? Just when Malthus was suspicious, a sharp whistle was heard in the distance.
