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Chapter 962

The soldier who was beaten just now squatted on the ground with his head in his arms. He felt that the three fierce people next to him stopped beating. He secretly saw that all three of them were lying in a pool of blood, and there was still some relief in his horror.

Three more people died suddenly, which made the originally relieved atmosphere tense again.

Who knows that this sniper is like a ghost, how long has he been lying on his body? Are you afraid of prickly heat on his body?

The most important thing is that no one knows which direction the sniper is in, because the three dead people actually lie down in three directions, which even makes people suspect that there is more than one sniper.

After hearing that someone died, Jin Bo exploded on the spot. After asking, Jin Bo sent out five hundred people and asked him to find the sniper. He must catch the sniper and cut it into pieces.

When explaining to his subordinates, Jin Bo suddenly realized something was wrong. It seemed that there were several people missing. He hurriedly asked who died. After asking, his mentality exploded.

All the people who died were Jin Bo’s subordinates, and they were all cadre-level personnel. Jin Bo suddenly thought of what Wang Lang was going to do.

Wang Lang wanted to paralyze the entire Jin Bo's power. You must know that a force is still such a large force, with thousands of people. It is impossible for Jin Bo to control everyone, so he has to promote some powerful people to help him manage it.

It’s enough for Jin Bo to take care of these people, but now Wang Lang has killed several leaders after doing this, which makes Jin Bo’s management much more difficult.

If a force is compared to a triangle grid, Jinbo is the top node, and the remaining leaders are the nodes on the grid. If the nodes are gone, the network cable will become loose.

Seven people have died, including two of Jin Bo’s confidants. It takes a long time to cultivate one.

After a long time, you will know what you are going to do. Now it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

For example, when you stick your butt up, your confidant will know to hand you the toilet paper. When others see you, they think you are sticking out and don’t know what to do. They may not hand you the toilet paper, and they can come up to walk you through the back door.

Jin Bo sat on the dragon throne, lowered his eyes, and looked back at a person as if he was remembering something, "Where is the person?"

The man drooped his head, "hidden at the base."

"Have you contacted there?" Jin Bo asked again.

"After contacting them, they said this person is OK, but they can only have 2 billion US dollars."

"One billion, nine billion US dollars are missing, and the gap is not a small part." Jin Bo sneered.

"Have you said extra conditions?" Jin Bo asked again.

"I mentioned it, they said that as long as we send people over, they can provide us with a steady stream of arms support." The subordinate spoke.

Jin Bo nodded and lowered his head to think about things.

At this moment, a man came, holding a fruit plate in his hand.

Jin Bo glanced at him and said to his subordinates in a blink of an eye, "Go and treat me well. Let him live, don't kill him, otherwise it will be worthless."

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Jin Bo's daughter walked lightly to Jin Bo and knelt beside Jin Bo.

Jin Bo lowered his eyes and looked at his daughter, reached out to pinch his daughter's face, rubbed his thumb against the scar on his cheek, and looked down at his daughter, "Does it still hurt?"

The daughter avoided Jin Bo's gaze and shook her head, "Dad, eat fruit."

Jin Bo picked up a lift from the fruit plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jin Bo's daughter carefully knocked Jin Bo's knees. Jin Bo closed his eyes and lay on the dragon chaise and enjoyed it.

"Dad, are we going to move?" Jin Bo's daughter asked tentatively.

A word um spurted out from Jin Bo's nasal cavity.

Jin Bo's daughter gently knocked on Jin Bo, "Dad, are you comfortable?"

"Yes." Jin Bo leaned against the back of the chair with his eyes closed.

"Dad, will all of us move here this time?" Jin Bo's daughter asked in a low voice.

All I got was a word of um.

"Will everyone go there too?" Jin Bo's daughter asked.

"Um."

"Dad, you are about to become president. Will you forgive the world?"

Jin Bo raised his eyelids, revealing a small gap, "Hmm?"

Jin Bo's daughter shivered in fear, scraped her lips with silver teeth, and finally asked with a thorn in her mouth.

"Didn't my father say that when the emperors ascended the throne in ancient times, they would have been pardoned by the world? Such emperors are all benevolent kings. Didn't my father always want to be a benevolent king?" Jin Bo's daughter asked again with a tough bullet.

Jin Bo suddenly sat up and stared at his daughter, reached out to pinch his daughter's face, and his hands were very strong, so that the frozen scars on his daughter's face cracked again.

"You want to say that I am going to forgive the world?"

Jin Bo's daughter did not dare to look directly at Jin Bo's gaze, and her gaze was like a wolve.

"Um."

This time it was Jin Bo's turn to say yes.

Jin Bo raised a smile on the corner of his lips and looked at his daughter playfully. He had never heard his daughter say such things before, "Then you say, how should I pardon the world?"

Jin Bo's daughter bit her lip, but she still didn't dare to stare at Jin Bo.

"What I think is that if I wait for my father to ascend the throne, I will open the warehouse and release grain to the nearby people. The people will get our benefits and make them remember our goodness, and reward the heroic soldiers in this battle. And..."

Speaking of this, Jin Bo's daughter stopped talking and secretly looked at Jin Bo, "What else?"

"Also, can Dad release the imprisoned prisoners? Didn't Dad say that the ancient emperors pardoned the world and won the hearts of the people. I think Dad can do this too." Jin Bo's daughter said.

"What else?" Jin Bo seemed to be very interested in his daughter's words.

Jin Bo's daughter was stunned for a moment. She thought she would be confused about the third point, but she didn't expect Jin Bo to ask her to continue talking.

After thinking for a while, Jin Bo's daughter pursed her lips and said, "Dad, I think we can accumulate strength to march into the towns, and we must develop towns in our area, so we cannot live in such places all the time."

Jin Bo's mouth smiled, "Continue."

Jin Bo's daughter lowered her head, "No more, I'll think so much for the time being."

As he said to his daughter, Jin Bo laughed it off and leaned against the back of the dragon chaise with his eyes closed again.

"I know that the town is good, but with our strength, our soldiers are not suitable for urban warfare at all. They can only make money here. The town can make us money, but we cannot live in the town." Jin Bo explained the reason.

Jin Bo's daughter looked at Jin Bo's expression and said carefully, "Dad, what do you think I just said?"

"I'll think about it again."

"If dad thinks it is feasible, dad can give some things to his daughter, such as the general amnesty of the world, the daughter can do it. Dad is too tired every day and his daughter is not young anymore. It's time to share some things for dad." Jin Bo's daughter observed the changes in Jin Bo's expression.

Jin Bo slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his daughter, "Yes, you are not young anymore, it's time to get married."
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