Chapter 946
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A team cannot be cohesive without going through a difficult process, nor does it have that kind of core cohesion.
This is the case with the grassroots agricultural association, which has just been established. Although it has common interests and demands, it has not experienced common suffering and the test of blood and fire. It is difficult to grow up healthily.
Now, here comes the whetstone.
"We set up an agricultural association, and signing a mutual guarantee alliance is not just a piece of paper, but a real action. If we don't take care of it this time, the entire agricultural association is just empty talk, so we have to save it. It's about our bright future."
Zhang Tuohai made his position clear.
The Agricultural Association must fight this battle, and it must be fought cleanly and beautifully, otherwise there will be nothing to play 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 a tool for Zhang Tuohai. If he can't handle it, he pats his ass and leaves, and replaces him with another one. But for Old Tom, it is the future of the farm's prosperity.
"I'm going to call them now, I believe they can figure out how to go 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 with the green battle flag swaggered into the Straw City. As for the three unlucky ones, they were directly thrown into the reform camp for hard labor.
As for the trial?
Just write the dossiers and court records as long as you have a record. As for the truth, is it important?
Because of the advance notice, Speaker Lavrov set up a reception banquet in the most luxurious hotel in Straw City, which was specially used to receive everyone with the green battle flag.
Maduro and those under him are a group of desperadoes. They live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife. They sleep with one eye open. It is difficult to have a stable time. Now they see so much food. Of course, I don't care so much about fine wine, let's enjoy it first.
A group of reckless men began to eat and drink in the hotel, and soon, the luxurious hall was in a mess, and many beautifully dressed waiters were harassed over and over again, and sharp horns came from time to time in the hall, attracting Everyone laughed.
Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, Lavrov frowned. He found this group of people to help him manage the straw market, not to trouble him.
"Can you make them restrain themselves?" Lavrov asked Malthus, frowning.
"Why, don't you like such a beautiful symphony?" Malthus asked with a smile.
"If they don't restrain themselves, they will ruin our Straw City." Lavrov said displeasedly, "What the Straw City needs are rules, not destruction."
"No, before discussing this issue, I want to correct a mistake," Malthus lit the cigar in his hand, and said leisurely, "It is my Straw City, not yours.'
"what do you mean?"
Lavrov felt something was wrong, and the bodyguard behind him touched his lower back.
boom!
A gunshot directly opened the bodyguard's head.
Afterwards, gunshots like popping beans sounded in the entire hall, and the people with the green battle flag suddenly launched an attack, and wiped out all the accompanying members and their bodyguards. Just stabbed the knife directly 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 battle flag had already prepared for it. Some people had already guarded several entrances and exits, and controlled everyone to ensure that no one could escape.
Those non-target waiters were driven to the corner to squat obediently with their heads in their arms, waiting for the fate's verdict, while the rest began to clean the battlefield, count the corpses, and make up one by one.
"You, what are you doing here?"
Lavrov was also shot in the abdomen, clutching his wound, staring at Malthus.
"You've been in this position for too long, and it's time for me to sit down. Don't worry, I will send your family down to accompany you soon."
Malthus said as he took a gold-plated Desert Eagle from his assistant, and pulled the trigger on Lavrov's head
boom!
The body fell to the ground.
"Everyone is settled, what you promised us... Maduro came over and asked Malthus.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. Starting today, all the underground industries in Straw City will be handed over to you, but you must restore Straw City to its previous scene and make Coca-Cola become drinking water again!"
Malthus said with burning eyes.
"Don't worry, we can't do things like being caught, we are good at this." Maduro is full of confidence.
Just when the two were about to toast to the future cooperation, suddenly an assistant ran in in a panic and shouted at Malthus: "My lord, my lord is not good, 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 to the throne of the uncrowned king of Straw City, but turned around and the reform camp was breached. Isn't this a slap in the face?
"We don't know either. It was too dark, the wall was blown open, the people on the watchtower were also knocked out, and all the people in the reform camp were rescued. We just got the notification."
The messenger said out of breath.
"Come and see with me."
Malthus' face became a little ugly. The reformation camp was full of too many ugly things. These things were not visible. Theoretically speaking, they were still elected city councilors. It was inevitable that they would step down after such a big scandal. likely to face charges
Be sure to block the news and kill all the people involved!
Malthus gritted his teeth and made a decision.
It took him more than ten years to reach his current position, and he will soon become the uncrowned king of Straw City. At this time, no one can stop him, and 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: "Come and check the situation with me."
Malthus went to the reformation camp with a large team of green battle flags to check the situation.
Humvees and armored vehicles crossed the street and headed towards the reformation camp.
The reform camp is outside the urban area. It was originally an abandoned prison surrounded by high walls. It was later transformed into a reform camp by Malthus and the others. According to the above statement, it is still a prison, and the municipal subsidies are still taken. As for the activities inside
Malthus frowned when he saw a ten-meter-long collapse on the high wall. He reached out and touched the break in the wall. This wall was built by himself under the supervision of him. Concrete, what kind of weapon was used to create such an area of collapse?
In the entire Straw City, only the army has this level of firepower. Could it be that the grandson of Cassandra has come back? Just when Malthus was suspicious, there was a sharp whistling sound from a distance.
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A team cannot be cohesive without going through a difficult process, nor does it have that kind of core cohesion.
This is the case with the grassroots agricultural association, which has just been established. Although it has common interests and demands, it has not experienced common suffering and the test of blood and fire. It is difficult to grow up healthily.
Now, here comes the whetstone.
"We set up an agricultural association, and signing a mutual guarantee alliance is not just a piece of paper, but a real action. If we don't take care of it this time, the entire agricultural association is just empty talk, so we have to save it. It's about our bright future."
Zhang Tuohai made his position clear.
The Agricultural Association must fight this battle, and it must be fought cleanly and beautifully, otherwise there will be nothing to play 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 a tool for Zhang Tuohai. If he can't handle it, he pats his ass and leaves, and replaces him with another one. But for Old Tom, it is the future of the farm's prosperity.
"I'm going to call them now, I believe they can figure out how to go 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 with the green battle flag swaggered into the Straw City. As for the three unlucky ones, they were directly thrown into the reform camp for hard labor.
As for the trial?
Just write the dossiers and court records as long as you have a record. As for the truth, is it important?
Because of the advance notice, Speaker Lavrov set up a reception banquet in the most luxurious hotel in Straw City, which was specially used to receive everyone with the green battle flag.
Maduro and those under him are a group of desperadoes. They live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife. They sleep with one eye open. It is difficult to have a stable time. Now they see so much food. Of course, I don't care so much about fine wine, let's enjoy it first.
A group of reckless men began to eat and drink in the hotel, and soon, the luxurious hall was in a mess, and many beautifully dressed waiters were harassed over and over again, and sharp horns came from time to time in the hall, attracting Everyone laughed.
Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, Lavrov frowned. He found this group of people to help him manage the straw market, not to trouble him.
"Can you make them restrain themselves?" Lavrov asked Malthus, frowning.
"Why, don't you like such a beautiful symphony?" Malthus asked with a smile.
"If they don't restrain themselves, they will ruin our Straw City." Lavrov said displeasedly, "What the Straw City needs are rules, not destruction."
"No, before discussing this issue, I want to correct a mistake," Malthus lit the cigar in his hand, and said leisurely, "It is my Straw City, not yours.'
"what do you mean?"
Lavrov felt something was wrong, and the bodyguard behind him touched his lower back.
boom!
A gunshot directly opened the bodyguard's head.
Afterwards, gunshots like popping beans sounded in the entire hall, and the people with the green battle flag suddenly launched an attack, and wiped out all the accompanying members and their bodyguards. Just stabbed the knife directly 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 battle flag had already prepared for it. Some people had already guarded several entrances and exits, and controlled everyone to ensure that no one could escape.
Those non-target waiters were driven to the corner to squat obediently with their heads in their arms, waiting for the fate's verdict, while the rest began to clean the battlefield, count the corpses, and make up one by one.
"You, what are you doing here?"
Lavrov was also shot in the abdomen, clutching his wound, staring at Malthus.
"You've been in this position for too long, and it's time for me to sit down. Don't worry, I will send your family down to accompany you soon."
Malthus said as he took a gold-plated Desert Eagle from his assistant, and pulled the trigger on Lavrov's head
boom!
The body fell to the ground.
"Everyone is settled, what you promised us... Maduro came over and asked Malthus.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. Starting today, all the underground industries in Straw City will be handed over to you, but you must restore Straw City to its previous scene and make Coca-Cola become drinking water again!"
Malthus said with burning eyes.
"Don't worry, we can't do things like being caught, we are good at this." Maduro is full of confidence.
Just when the two were about to toast to the future cooperation, suddenly an assistant ran in in a panic and shouted at Malthus: "My lord, my lord is not good, 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 to the throne of the uncrowned king of Straw City, but turned around and the reform camp was breached. Isn't this a slap in the face?
"We don't know either. It was too dark, the wall was blown open, the people on the watchtower were also knocked out, and all the people in the reform camp were rescued. We just got the notification."
The messenger said out of breath.
"Come and see with me."
Malthus' face became a little ugly. The reformation camp was full of too many ugly things. These things were not visible. Theoretically speaking, they were still elected city councilors. It was inevitable that they would step down after such a big scandal. likely to face charges
Be sure to block the news and kill all the people involved!
Malthus gritted his teeth and made a decision.
It took him more than ten years to reach his current position, and he will soon become the uncrowned king of Straw City. At this time, no one can stop him, and 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: "Come and check the situation with me."
Malthus went to the reformation camp with a large team of green battle flags to check the situation.
Humvees and armored vehicles crossed the street and headed towards the reformation camp.
The reform camp is outside the urban area. It was originally an abandoned prison surrounded by high walls. It was later transformed into a reform camp by Malthus and the others. According to the above statement, it is still a prison, and the municipal subsidies are still taken. As for the activities inside
Malthus frowned when he saw a ten-meter-long collapse on the high wall. He reached out and touched the break in the wall. This wall was built by himself under the supervision of him. Concrete, what kind of weapon was used to create such an area of collapse?
In the entire Straw City, only the army has this level of firepower. Could it be that the grandson of Cassandra has come back? Just when Malthus was suspicious, there was a sharp whistling sound from a distance.
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A team cannot be cohesive without going through a difficult process, nor does it have that kind of core cohesion. This is the case with the grassroots agricultural association, which has just been established. Although it has common interests and demands, it has not experienced common suffering and the test of blood and fire. It is difficult to grow up healthily. Now, here comes the whetstone. "We set up an agricultural association, and signing a mutual guarantee alliance is not just a piece of paper, but a real action. If we don't take care of it this time, the entire agricultural association is just empty talk, so we have to save it. It's about our bright future." Zhang Tuohai made his position clear. The Agricultural Association must fight this battle, and it must be fought cleanly and beautifully, otherwise there will be nothing to play 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 a tool for Zhang Tuohai. If he can't handle it, he pats his ass and leaves, and replaces him with another one. But for Old Tom, it is the future of the farm's prosperity. "I'm going to call them now, I believe they can figure out how to go 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 with the green battle flag swaggered into the Straw City. As for the three unlucky ones, they were directly thrown into the reform camp for hard labor. As for the trial? Just write the dossiers and court records as long as you have a record. As for the truth, is it important? Because of the advance notice, Speaker Lavrov set up a reception banquet in the most luxurious hotel in Straw City, which was specially used to receive everyone with the green battle flag. Maduro and those under him are a group of desperadoes. They live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife. They sleep with one eye open. It is difficult to have a stable time. Now they see so much food. Of course, I don't care so much about fine wine, let's enjoy it first. A group of reckless men began to eat and drink in the hotel, and soon, the luxurious hall was in a mess, and many beautifully dressed waiters were harassed over and over again, and sharp horns came from time to time in the hall, attracting Everyone laughed. Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, Lavrov frowned. He found this group of people to help him manage the straw market, not to trouble him. "Can you make them restrain themselves?" Lavrov asked Malthus, frowning. "Why, don't you like such a beautiful symphony?" Malthus asked with a smile. "If they don't restrain themselves, they will ruin our Straw City." Lavrov said displeasedly, "What the Straw City needs are rules, not destruction." "No, before discussing this issue, I want to correct a mistake," Malthus lit the cigar in his hand, and said leisurely, "It is my Straw City, not yours.' "what do you mean?" Lavrov felt something was wrong, and the bodyguard behind him touched his lower back. boom! A gunshot directly opened the bodyguard's head. Afterwards, gunshots like popping beans sounded in the entire hall, and the people with the green battle flag suddenly launched an attack, and wiped out all the accompanying members and their bodyguards. Just stabbed the knife directly 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 battle flag had already prepared for it. Some people had already guarded several entrances and exits, and controlled everyone to ensure that no one could escape. Those non-target waiters were driven to the corner to squat obediently with their heads in their arms, waiting for the fate's verdict, while the rest began to clean the battlefield, count the corpses, and make up one by one. "You, what are you doing here?" Lavrov was also shot in the abdomen, clutching his wound, staring at Malthus. "You've been in this position for too long, and it's time for me to sit down. Don't worry, I will send your family down to accompany you soon." Malthus said as he took a gold-plated Desert Eagle from his assistant, and pulled the trigger on Lavrov's head boom! The body fell to the ground. "Everyone is settled, what you promised us... Maduro came over and asked Malthus. "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. Starting today, all the underground industries in Straw City will be handed over to you, but you must restore Straw City to its previous scene and make Coca-Cola become drinking water again!" Malthus said with burning eyes. "Don't worry, we can't do things like being caught, we are good at this." Maduro is full of confidence. Just when the two were about to toast to the future cooperation, suddenly an assistant ran in in a panic and shouted at Malthus: "My lord, my lord is not good, 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 to the throne of the uncrowned king of Straw City, but turned around and the reform camp was breached. Isn't this a slap in the face? "We don't know either. It was too dark, the wall was blown open, the people on the watchtower were also knocked out, and all the people in the reform camp were rescued. We just got the notification." The messenger said out of breath. "Come and see with me." Malthus' face became a little ugly. The reformation camp was full of too many ugly things. These things were not visible. Theoretically speaking, they were still elected city councilors. It was inevitable that they would step down after such a big scandal. likely to face charges Be sure to block the news and kill all the people involved! Malthus gritted his teeth and made a decision. It took him more than ten years to reach his current position, and he will soon become the uncrowned king of Straw City. At this time, no one can stop him, and 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: "Come and check the situation with me." Malthus went to the reformation camp with a large team of green battle flags to check the situation. Humvees and armored vehicles crossed the street and headed towards the reformation camp. The reform camp is outside the urban area. It was originally an abandoned prison surrounded by high walls. It was later transformed into a reform camp by Malthus and the others. According to the above statement, it is still a prison, and the municipal subsidies are still taken. As for the activities inside Malthus frowned when he saw a ten-meter-long collapse on the high wall. He reached out and touched the break in the wall. This wall was built by himself under the supervision of him. Concrete, what kind of weapon was used to create such an area of collapse? In the entire Straw City, only the army has this level of firepower. Could it be that the grandson of Cassandra has come back? Just when Malthus was suspicious, there was a sharp whistling sound from a distance. 7017k
