War of Resistance: The Strongest Young Marshal! Squandering makes you stronger
16 Tear off all pretenses of cordiality! The Major’s Fangs

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Yan Zhiguo was obviously not interested in Boss Qian's fat body. Moreover, the boss of a Chamber of Commerce was just cannon fodder for others. A small fry would not be able to catch the eyes of young people.

Boss Qian couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Others might not know, but he had seen it with his own eyes. The scene of him crippling a guard captain with two shots at Nancheng Station was still vivid in his mind.

Zhang Sixiu didn't want to talk because she was in a bad mood.

The ban on smoking in the western part of the city had been greatly publicized. Smoke houses of all sizes had been sealed, the convoy had been investigated, and materials had been burned.

The most important thing was how many people's income had been cut off by the young man's actions, and how much money had been lost.

No matter how deeply hidden the smoking dens were, they were all uprooted, and it was a tragic sight.

The young marshal's moves were fast, ruthless, and accurate, like a sow wearing a bra-set after set.

Just as he was overwhelmed and exhausted, he gave him another fierce move. Only then did Zhang Sixiu know that Yan Zhiguo's goal was not to ban smoking at all. It should be more than that.

Although the profits from cigarettes and drugs were huge, they could at most be regarded as unorthodox ill-gotten gains. They were just a bonus to their huge profits. No matter how they were made, there was a limit.

If bowing failed, he would use force to suppress it. Zhang Sixiu looked at Li Fengmin and made a throat-cutting gesture.

"We can't let him continue to develop. Otherwise, the entire West District will be defeated by him alone!”

Li Fengming couldn't hide his anger. The two of them weren't called the emperors of Jinnan for nothing.

After some planning, the plan was set for three days later. On the day that the young man went out to inspect the city, there would definitely not be too many soldiers accompanying him.

As long as he found some unscrupulous outlaws, he would definitely make that prodigal second-generation heir never return!

The ban on smoking in the West City had been implemented vigorously, and the response had been better in Taiyuan City.

Perhaps because Yan Zhiguo was a generous employer, the workers worked very hard. In just a few days, the anti-smoking building built in Jinnan was completed a few days ago.

Since the smoking ban had been implemented, Yan Zhiguo did not have to keep an eye on it personally. With his status as a young marshal and the edict from the marshal's residence, many local officials worked hard to implement it. The young people could also take advantage of their free time to rest.

When the spring breeze blew, it was a beautiful scene of flowers blooming. Naturally, they had to go out and enjoy the spring.

Sitting in the car, the young man fanned himself with a cold smile on his face.

Thunderous Battle was usually a silent man. He would answer the young man whenever he heard him.

In spring, the sky was filled with red flowers, reflecting the tender green grass. It was extremely beautiful.

In just two hours, the convoy encountered a problem.

Bang bang bang!

The Independent Regiment did not hesitate to open fire. The outlaws on the opposite side were hit on the spot, and they screamed continuously.

The strange thing was that it was rare for a group of hundreds of bandits to have decent equipment.

The two sides engaged in a battle at this narrow intersection. Bandits who had never fought before would usually do some bad things like robbing and robbing, but how could they resist Li Yunlong's iron-blooded generals?

Since he had decided to eat this bowl of rice, he had to always bear the realization that he would lose his head and not blame others.

Yan Zhiguo got out of the car and waved at the pungent smell of blood. He called the soldiers to cut off the head and continued to enjoy the spring without delay.

Boss Qian of the Eternal Sky Chamber of Commerce jogged, his fat trembling.

"Dong dong dong!"

He knocked lightly on the door and someone quickly walked out. Boss Qian hurriedly handed over a letter as soon as he entered the house.

There was no paper or signature on the letter, only a huge ghost face that was cut out from the book.

Li Fengyang frowned and seemed puzzled. Boss Qian explained,

"About half an hour ago, I went to the warehouse to check on the goods. A few carriages were parked in front of the warehouse door, and this letter was placed on the carriage. I didn't know what it meant, so I rushed here."

Zhang Sixiu also stood up with a solemn expression.

Boss Qian wiped the sweat off his forehead and hurriedly replied,

"We haven't had the time yet. I'll bring the two of you to take a look personally."

The three of them came to the door. There were indeed a few carriages parked there. There were some big boxes on the carriages.

Zhang Sixiu waved his hand, and a soldier immediately went forward to open the box.

When the chest was opened, the soldier was so frightened that he was pale. He immediately let out a terrified scream.

The three of them looked at each other and looked forward. The box on the carriage was filled with heads.

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