If Gu Cun cannot understand it, it does not mean that Fan Meiren cannot understand it. Gu Cun is a soldier and does not understand the dirty things of politicians. Fan Meiren is different. The activities in the Ministry of Internal Affairs are far more dirty than those of the army. They take advantage of the situation and fight openly and secretly. Fan Meiren has experienced a lot. Without a few tricks, he cannot be the Minister of Internal Affairs. Even if he has money, he can only become a fat person in the eyes of others.

If at the beginning, Fan Meiren was gambled and followed Gao Feng to the dark, then now Fan Meiren has already taken Gao Feng’s admiration to the point. She first used public opinion to focus on the hostage incident in the recycling center, which attracted the attention of the entire dungeon. When the dungeon was worried about hundreds of hostages, he asked him to perfectly resolve the hostage crisis and disclosed huge secrets. Because the secrets were related to the interests of the entire dungeon, he led the public’s attention from the recycling center and moved the city council, and then asked Fan Meiren to resign and clear herself from the whirlpool.

After she got out, Fan Meiren followed Gao Feng to stir up the flames and incited the residents of the entire dungeon to surging the turbulent feelings, but this was far from enough. After all, the collapse of the business road was too short and it was far from showing its greatest destructive power. And only a small number of people who lost their jobs and wealth were only a small number. Even if someone helped the fire, there was no way to make the entire dungeon stir. It happened that Meng Falan gave Gao Feng a big gift and disclosed the truth about the recycling center. This gave the flame that aroused the anger of the people, causing the flames in the hearts of nearly 100,000 residents of the dungeon to burn. After all, when it comes to individuals, there is no reason to sit idly.

Inciting people to take to the streets, only half of the plan was completed, causing the impact of dungeon residents on the city council is the most critical step, and this step must be bleeding. The overturn of a regime must be driven by blood. If Fan Meiren has the position of Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, no matter what direction the situation develops, Fan Meiren will be regarded as a scapegoat. Therefore, the benefits after his resignation are revealed. He previously resolved the hostage crisis and gained reputation. Now, after resigning, he has escaped from the vortex and stood on the commanding heights of morality.

But this is not the time when Fan Meiren comes forward. The chaos and riots in the dungeon were expected. Without order and rules, the unemployed and bankrupt people will become thugs, storing the security of the entire dungeon. Most people in the dungeon have not been greatly impacted by interests before, and their lives can still be lived. Once there is no constraint on order, they will be affected even worse. At this time, people will miss the city council when it still exists, at least it will not be as bad as it is now. Even if the body is broken down by the recycling center, it will be a matter after death and will not suffer alive.

The dungeon must experience the pain of no order and the preciousness of order. How can we cherish the establishment of a new order? At that time, as long as Fan Meiren stands up and shouts, and needs the arrangement and support of the peak, the dungeon will re-establish a new order. Only after losing it will you know the preciousness. If Fan Meiren can save the order of the dungeon, what is the throne of a mayor?

Under the intimidation of three headless corpses, Cheng Junlang lost his last courage. He would agree no matter what Gao Feng said, but Gao Feng seemed to have forgotten his existence. After killing, he lightly released the process, leaving only Maple Yeqiang with a rag on his face and wiped the blood on the ground. He looked at Cheng Junlang from time to time with a malicious look. Cheng Junlang didn't even have the courage to look directly at Maple Yeqiang, burying his head in his arms, hiding like an ostrich.

After Maple Yeqiang finally cleaned up the blood stain on the ground, Cheng Junlang was left alone in the room. In this previously lively room, Cheng Junlang felt unprecedented loneliness and fear. Although the blood stain on the ground was cleaned up, it inevitably left some traces. The smell of blood in the air did not completely dissipate. Three living people died before their eyes. Although the bodies had been cleared away, Cheng Junlang always felt that something of theirs was still here, giving him a certain chill.

In the silent waiting, Cheng Junlang became more and more afraid of thinking. When he was about to go crazy, someone finally appeared and took him out. Under two fully armed soldiers, Cheng Junliang's footsteps were as heavy as Mount Tai. When he was alone, he was afraid of loneliness. When someone appeared, he was afraid of walking onto the execution ground.

When he saw Gao Feng who had been waiting for a long time, he felt relieved, and then his heart hangs up again. If we talk about what Cheng Junlang is feeling at this moment, he can only talk about the word "whatever he encounters", no matter what situation he encounters, he will always think in the worst direction. It is precisely because of this that he will throw away a lot of wealth and escape when the dungeon is still under control. Such a person will always put his safety first.

Cheng Junlang is a typical paranoia of persecution. He sat in front of Gao Feng, but fantasized in his mind that Gao Feng used various methods to kill him. The more he thought about it, the more he became afraid. When he arrived at the back, his whole body began to tremble. If he hadn't been sitting in the backrest chair, he had already slid to the ground.

Gao Feng looked at this nervous guy silently. From what Cheng Junlang showed, Gao Feng knew that this guy was completely controlled by him, and a little disdain came out of his heart, but he was quite kind in his face, just as if he was not the one who ordered the killing just now.

"Do you want to die or live?"

Gao Feng did not talk nonsense, and spoke openly and honestly what decided Cheng Junlang's fate. Cheng Junlang had been waiting for this sentence. After hearing this, he fell down and knelt down on the ground and said in tears;

"Do whatever you ask me to do, just save my life..."

Gao Feng sneered, causing Cheng Junlang, who was kneeling on the ground to feel a slap in his heart. Shouldn't Gao Feng help him up and persuade him with kind words, and then he burst into tears of gratitude and eventually became a member of Gao Feng's?

"Do you know who I am?"

Gao Feng changed his tone and said something Cheng Junlang couldn't understand. Cheng Junlang immediately sweated heavily on his forehead and hesitated: "I heard they call you sir, are you the military?"

"Wrong, I am the wilderness master you dealt with this time. Before the business road collapsed, didn't your dungeon always do business with me? Why haven't you figured out who I am yet?"

As soon as Gao Feng said this, Cheng Junlang's heart began to turn upside down again without fear, his mind was blank, only the three corpses with head-breaking heads were gone. No wonder Gao Feng didn't ask anything and directly sentenced the three members of the parliamentary to death. The problem lies here. The parliamentary members and the military betrayed the wilderness. Who would Gao Feng kill them if they didn't kill them?

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die, spare my life..."

Cheng Junlang cried. It was the first time in his life. The snot and tears flowed down together. It was so ugly. If he hadn't really dared to get close to the peak, he would have climbed up to the peak and hugged his thighs and cried. At this time, he wanted to have a dead dog, and he was trembling on the ground.

"Give you a chance, a chance to survive. There is only one opportunity, it depends on whether you are smart enough..."

After Gao Feng gave Ma Wei, he gave Cheng Junlang another hope. After a while, Cheng Junlang didn't even know his parents' surname, so how dare he not follow him? He pricked up his ears and listened to the arrangement behind Gao Feng, looking in fear and nodded repeatedly, but he had no doubts about Gao Feng's arrangement.

The riots in the dungeon became more and more intense. The flames in the parliament building were not handled. After burning out all the combustible things, they began to extinguish before they could affect the surrounding buildings. However, the thick smoke never disappeared, making the turbid air that began to become worse. The smoke contained a large number of suspended particles. The air filled with these particles damaged the health of people. Countless people were coughing. However, as the city council was destroyed, all public service units stopped, and even daily water consumption could not be guaranteed, let alone treating people's diseases.

The impact of the pause of the service unit is not just that. Without the Ministry of Internal Affairs to maintain public order, the society is in chaos. Not to mention setting fires, murder occurs every day, robbery becomes a trend, and rape is commonplace. Some communities with good security have also become hotbeds of crime. After people's wealth is robbed, they are forced to rob others under the pressure of life. Once the valve of crime is opened, it will trigger the most violent side of human hearts.

Corrupt public security is like cancer cells, spreading rapidly in dungeons. Originally, some companies and communities and their own security systems could be maintained, but under the attack of increasingly crazy thugs and the lack of clean water and food, the barely maintained order is gradually collapsing.

The streets are the most dangerous places in the dungeon. The corpses in the central square are still emitting a rotten odor, but the corpses on the street are gradually increasing. Many people who are forced to make a living to find food are killed for no reason and snatch everything from clothes on their bodies. Among them, women are even more miserable than men, and are all humiliated by thugs.

The streets are extremely dangerous, and sitting at home may not be safe. When the thugs cannot find prey on the street, they begin to break into houses, catch the owner of the room, drag the owner on the ground like a dead dog, and sneer at them with a grim smile, killing them and stealing everything in the room. If it weren't for the dungeon that could not have open fire and ordinary people would not get fire, they might have set a fire on the house and burning the evil deeds they committed.

When more and more people are involved in riots, the dungeon falls into real despair. This despair is more direct and violent than the decline in housing prices and the economic downturn. People are trembling in fear all the time. Some people have begun to escape from dungeons. Without a guide or supply, escaping from dungeons is a rhythm of seeking death. Ordinary people who have never left dungeons have extremely fear of the outside world, but when their fear of dungeons exceeds everything, people are willing to face the ignorant outside, rather than stay in dungeons.

Just before the dungeon was about to fall into a greater disaster, the media, which had been quiet for a long time, suddenly spoke out at the same time, constantly promoting the importance of order. From the riots fifty years ago to the establishment of the dungeon, all kinds of history have been revealed to people again, allowing them to choose whether to have disorderly freedom or order.

At this time, in the shrill screams and the clamor of the thugs, people began to think, is everything they want? Is it better than before after overthrowing the city council? Even if the economy is sluggish, their lives will not be as bad as they are now. When life gets worse and worse and dungeons are becoming more and more unstable, many people spontaneously feel the importance of order. This time, people did not take to the streets to promote their opinions. Because the streets were occupied by thugs, they hid in their homes and rely on the Internet to make their own calls outside, hoping that someone could stand up and reorganize the order. Even if the former councillors came back, they would recognize it.
Chapter completed!