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Chapter 696 Confrontation

Flickering lights, dazzling dance music, people roaring and releasing, and a sexy girl standing on the center stage of the bar, wearing a thin short skirt connected like elm leaves, dancing wantonly.

Desire, indulgence, roar, constitute everything here.

This is the Money Elm Bar, the most famous bar on the south side of San Jon, and the most chaotic bar.

There are all kinds of people mixed here, gang members, strippers, ordinary consortium employees, mercenaries, homeless, and even the heirs of the senator's family.

The three religions and the nine streams gather together, and the person sitting on the two-meter-long bar next to the female white-collar who sighs with emotion about the softness of the cake may be a gang fanatic who kills without batting an eyelid.

Chaos and disorder are the themes here.

But this kind of chaos and disorder allowed people to indulge unscrupulously, throwing the invisible mountain that was on their shoulders during the day into the chaotic dance floor, screaming loudly.

And in the midst of this indulgent crowd, two figures wearing bowler hats and wearing ordinary simple clothes are quickly passing through the gaps in the crowd.

Scattered colorful streamers passed over the brims of their hats. In this dimly lit bar, few people noticed the two hurriedly passing by. Even if they did, no one cared.

No one even wants to delve into the true faces of the two under the brim.

So the two went deep all the way until they reached a small private room on the innermost side.

Among the two, the one who is more well-proportioned nodded to the taller person beside him, then stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and slowly pushed open the private room door.

This private room is not big, only a small booth sofa, a wooden coffee table, and an ultra-thin TV embedded in the wall.

The dim light from the top of the private room spilled over the leather surface of the sofa, and over the shoulders of the rather elegant-looking middle-aged man sitting on the innermost side of the sofa.

And after seeing this middle-aged man, the figure standing at the door wearing a bowler hat finally pushed open the door completely and walked in.

And behind him, the burly figure grabbed the door and guarded the door.

"haven't seen you for a long time,"

The 'guest' at the entrance put down the top hat on his head. He looked at the man sitting at the innermost side of the private room with a calm face, "You look much older. I thought you had left San Jon City a long time ago."

He reached out and took out an exquisite glasses case from his pocket, put it on the table, and handed it over, "I actually don't recommend you to wear glasses, as I said a long time ago, your image is better without glasses than with glasses , if you want to be liked by voters, a good image is essential."

The man who sat in the private room and 'waited for a long time' was naturally Si Enji.

The visitor who entered this private room was the current theoretical ruler of San Jon City, the theoretically most powerful figure in San Jon City, Mayor Crott.

Facing Crote's words, Si Enji looked up at the 'old friend' in front of him, and said calmly, "I know your suggestion is correct, but no matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it can't hide the straw stuffed inside the scarecrow. .”

"So you called me over today and sat in the box where the two of us used to come together, just to scold me?"

Hearing Sienji's words, Crott was not angry, but took out a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and looked at Sienji, "You don't mind if I smoke a cigarette here? In order to keep With a good image in front of voters, I can hardly touch cigarettes a few times a day, and this job is too tiring."

"Aren't you enjoying it?"

Seeing this "old friend" who was involved in the events of the year, "directly" forced Snava to death, and spent eight years to overthrow everything they did, Si Enji was deeply attracted. take a breath,

"When Snava asked you to be the speaker, you never smoked in front of people. Only when all the activities are over and we return to the mayor's mansion, you will sneak out of the small door to smoke."

"yes,"

Crott also smiled. He looked at Si Enji, "At that time, only you, the youngest, were willing to go out with me. Although you didn't smoke, you were very willing to listen to me share about the campaign and speeches with you."

His eyes were calm, and a faint smoke brushed his cheeks, "In a sense, Sinava, who has been busy keeping his feet on the ground, sees you as the hope of the next generation, but he has not taught you what I have taught you. There are many."

He reached out and put out the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the coffee table, and stared at Si Enji, "So after so many years, you finally gave up hiding and came to me on your own initiative, is there something wrong?"

He paused, with a smile on his face, "If you mean that you want to run for mayor, then I congratulate you, and I hope that the things I taught you before can be effective."

Si Enji stared at the man in front of him.

In these few short sentences, the other party has gradually grasped the dominance of the discourse.

But Si Enji is no longer the honest and honest university teacher who didn't have any experience. He looked at Crote and said calmly,

"Normally, I don't think these little tricks work,"

He shrugged, "Look, you know so much, have you ever successfully run for mayor before? If Sinava hadn't pushed the Kaijet Group to a dead end and forced them to invest in you, you would still be sitting here today , do you speak like this?"

Clotte was taken aback by these words, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are no longer the ignorant scholar you were back then."

He took out a cigarette again and lit it, and asked in the hazy smoke, "So what do you want to do when you come to see me today?"

"Are you afraid?"

Si Enji asked suddenly with a calm face.

"Ok?"

Crott was taken aback, and the movement of his hands slowly stopped, and the thick smoke swept across his vision. Immediately, he smiled, "I think, I should still be the mayor of San Jon City now, Would a mayor feel fear in his own city?"

"Then why did you let the mercenaries outside the city enter the city in three batches?"

Si Enji asked directly.

"That's the reason," Clotte took a puff on his cigarette, "to prevent too many people from suddenly coming in and disrupting people's livelihood."

Hearing what he said, Si Enji sneered, "Then tell me, is there anything that can disturb people's livelihood in San Jon City now? If these mercenaries come in too much at one time, the west city and the south city will be annihilated." More gangs, or more homeless people on the streets?"

Crott's expression sank.

"You're scared," Sienji continued, "You're afraid that letting the mercenary group in will cause harm, but you dare not stop the Kaijiete Group from sending in the mercenary group, and even lick your face and use the city government's In name, people think that these mercenaries were 'won' by you."

"Look at the records of various cities and look at the history of the Federation for more than 700 years. How many mayors dare to let the mercenary groups from outside enter the city?"

Si Enji looked at Crote calmly, "Are you really not afraid?"

Crote stared at Si Enji, he suddenly smiled softly, and leaned back on the sofa, "I don't know who influenced you, but it seems that your leaf has really turned over. I see it differently."

Then he took a deep breath and continued, "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid. Once these mercenaries get out of control, I have no way to restrain them."

Then he looked at Si Enji, shook his head and laughed, "But when these mercenaries don't come in, am I not afraid? The city police department has long been a member of the Kaijiete Group, and most of the city defense forces have accepted Kaijie They were able to force Snava to death back then, so why can’t they force me to death now?”

"But do you seem like someone who would sit and wait?"

Si Enji looked up at him and asked calmly.

This question caused Crott to fall into a brief silence.

Crote's talent may not be much worse than Snava, but he is a completely different person from Snava.

Snava chose to commit suicide because the Kaijet Group forced him to a dead end, just to keep his own policy longer.

And if Crott is the mayor instead, he will most likely not wait for the impeachment of the parliament, and will directly negotiate with the Kaijiete Group and kill all those who may threaten his status.

Si Enji knew his 'half division' very well.

If Snava is chasing ideals, then Crote is chasing power.

For the sake of power, he can cooperate with Snava to implement policies when Snava has the upper hand, in exchange for the position of the chairman of the city council.

Similarly, it was also for the sake of power. When Snava had problems, he didn't mind fighting back to win the support of the Kaijet Group and the mayor's throne for himself.

"We knew a long time ago that the leader of the city defense army, the B-rank strong Dahn, was greedy for money and lust. Back then, Snava didn't give him enough bribes, and finally made him fall to the Kaijiete Group. "

Si Enji looked at Crott's face and continued, "Now that you are the mayor, you have made so much money in the past eight years, with your character, will you forget the lessons learned by Snava back then?
"Although Dahn is greedy and lustful, he still has a very clear self-awareness. He knows that his job comes from the employment of the city government and the subsidy from the federal government. Unless he wants to launch a coup and become the mayor himself, in principle , he will still give priority to obeying the mayor's order.

"Even if Snava got to that point back then, it was the city council you led that finally made the final blow. In fact, he only issued an announcement expressing his attitude, and pushed hard on the collapsing wall. Bundle.

"Now if you give enough bribes, even if you tear yourself apart with the Kaijet Group, in the name of the city government, at least he will remain neutral in the dispute between you and the Kaijet Group, and will abide by the city government's rules in principle." Order,
"Even, when there is a big problem, he will fall to you."

"You mean,"

Speaking of this, Crott finally ended his silence. He smiled and looked at Si Enji, "Maybe there will be 'problems' with the Kaijiete Group?"

"There are so many mercenaries from the Kaijet Group in the city, are they all returnees from San Jon's hometown?"

Sinji asked meaningfully.

These mercenaries themselves are a huge unstable factor. Except for the city defense army, there is no organized force in the city that can fight against these mercenaries, and the city defense army has defensive tasks.

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

However, it is different from the situation in Snava back then. No matter how Snava was handled back then, it was a power struggle within the city government, and what ended up was the city council, the city defense army and other internal agencies.

In principle, the Kaijet Group has no power to directly affect the situation.

But with the mercenary group entering the city, the situation of this matter has completely changed.

Although the mercenary group's entry into the city was allowed by the city government, and Crote even took a lot of benefits from the Kaijiete Group for this matter, but this does not mean that he agrees with this resolution in his heart.

Of course, when the city defense army and the city government were completely infiltrated by the Kaijet Group, he also had no power to oppose the Kaijet Group.

Snava's lessons are still there.

Moreover, the reason of KJT Group's 'going home for vacation' is completely reasonable and legal, and the time is limited, only three days of vacation.

But these three days, it is no different from the Kaijiete Group holding a sharp dagger and passing along Croat's neck,

Clot fell into a brief silence again.

Si Enji knew that he had reached the point, so he continued, "Is your deputy mayor a member of the Kaijiete Group?"

This means that once Kroter is forced to resign, the Kaijiete Group can immediately support a mayor that is entirely his own.

Clot raised his head and stared at Si Enji. After a brief pause, he asked with a smile, "So what do you want?"

"The authority to open the door of Ximen,"

Si Enji also stared at Crott, and said word by word, "I know the mayor has this authority. When there is a problem with the city defense army, he can specially grant the authority to open the city gate."

"Open the door? What do you want to do?"

Clotte was slightly taken aback, then laughed dumbly, "Do you want to take advantage of the chaos and leave here?"

"What do you think I want to do?"

Sienji asked back.

Crott was taken aback for a moment, and then he asked with a smile, "This authority is given to you. If you let a strange beast or a wanderer in the wilderness, I will be responsible for it,"

He paused, then continued, "Do you think I should trust you? I directly forced your old boss to death. How do I know that you didn't rely on mercenaries to deliberately bluff me, and then create chaos to drive me down?"

The mercenaries of the Kaijiete Group are still in normal condition. The so-called chaos is nothing more than illusory worries. Maybe these mercenaries are just a sharp edge used to threaten Crott and make him be more honest.

Before everything happens, all guesses are just guesses.

Facing Clotte's question, Si Enji just straightened up and said in a flat tone, "Who else can you trust except me?"

The smile on Crott's face gradually faded, and he took a deep look at his 'old friend', "It seems that you have indeed grown up."

He picked up the bowler hat on the side and put it on his head, "Then let's stop here today, we will contact you later."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out of the private room. The burly man outside turned sideways to make way for him, then left with him, and closed the door behind him.

Did the chaotic light shine across the room? Si Enji raised his hand and dialed a phone.

"He agreed?"

Ishia's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"No,"

Si Enji shook his head, "If he can be persuaded by me in a few words, he won't be him, but our purpose today is to plant a wedge in his heart, and when things show signs, he will naturally come to us of."

He reached out, picked up the delicate glasses case, and slowly opened it.

The glasses case contained not only the glasses he put down, but also the leaflet he left behind. At this moment, the leaflet was folded and stuck inside the lid of the glasses case, with a string of red numbers written on it.

That's a private phone number.

　It's been a bit of a calvin these two days.

　　Regarding the update time, I try to update at zero o'clock. If it is not updated at zero o'clock, it will be updated at twelve noon.

　　The next chapter should be at night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)