Chapter 134 An Ominous Feeling

Inside the Teda Conference Center, the voting process was long and tedious. People in the hall gradually got up to queue at the ballot box, while others whispered to acquaintances.

Zhang Ming sat in the front row, waiting patiently for more than an hour. About ninety percent of the votes had been collected, with only a few stragglers still in line.

While Zhang Ming waited, Yang Dong, Guizi Wu, and others actively moved around the conference hall. At this point, there was no need for concealment. They blatantly supervised the people they had brought to vote.

As the voting neared its end, Yang Dong and Guizi Wu returned, standing on either side of Zhang Ming and quietly talking to him.

"All our votes are in," Yang Dong said softly. "I was standing at the entrance to the queue, checking them one by one. There's absolutely no problem."

"The situation is the same on my side," Guizi Wu said, taking out his phone and discreetly displaying a few photos. "Look, they all voted according to our code. No problem."

Zhang Ming nodded. "You guys sit for a while. I'll ask the others about their voting results and get a tally."

"Okay!"

After discussing, everyone returned to their seats, while Zhang Ming operated his phone with one hand, inquiring about his side's vote count.

After another ten minutes or so, Guizi Wu, who had been sitting in the third row, suddenly stood up and hurried to Zhang Ming's side. "Chairman, Chairman!"

Zhang Ming turned his head sharply. "What's wrong?"

Guizi Wu glanced around, took out his phone, and displayed a text message. "Look at this!"

Zhang Ming looked down at the phone screen and was instantly stunned.

"Second floor, someone is going to set up a gun in the projection room and open fire! Tell the chairman to be careful!"

The message was simple and clear. After reading it, Zhang Ming broke out in a cold sweat. "Who told you this?"

Guizi Wu leaned close to Zhang Ming's ear and replied, "There's a big shot in Fukuoka District who's very close to me. He told me! It seems like Wei Xiangzu's side has blown up. Someone is demanding ten million on the spot, and the negotiation fell apart… So they're afraid they won't have enough votes and might resort to dirty tricks."

Zhang Ming looked at Guizi Wu in shock and kicked Yang Dong next to him.

"What's wrong?!" Yang Dong asked, leaning forward.

Guizi Wu handed the phone over for him to take a look.

After reading it, Yang Dong also felt uneasy and couldn't help but glance at the various projection openings on the second floor!

Recent incidents happening under the table had been too frequent. Jing Yan, Zhou Peng, Yu Zheng – they all met terrible ends, which made everyone feel panicked, especially Zhang Ming, who, although not killed on the spot in Donggang last time, had indeed lost an arm!

In the noisy venue, Zhang Ming glanced at Yang Dong with a complicated expression and whispered to him, "Let's go out first. You find someone to check the second floor!"

"Okay!"

Yang Dong nodded.

As the words fell, the group stood up, their eyes darting around nervously. There were too many people in the venue, more than sixteen hundred in total. At this moment, everyone looked like a bad guy to Yang Dong.

On the other side, Wei Xiangzu had gone to the lounge from the beginning of the voting and had hardly shown his face, leaving the vote counting to his subordinates.

Zhang Ming led the group onto the platform, heading straight behind the scenes.

An elder saw them passing by and asked with a smile, "It's almost over. Where are you going?"

Zhang Ming forced a smile and replied, "We're going to the restroom!"

"Ah!" The elder nodded, not saying anything more.

The group left through a special passage behind the scenes and went directly to the chairman's lounge.

…

Second floor.

Yang Dong's three brothers, along with plainclothes garrison soldiers, quietly emerged from the fire escape staircase. They exchanged glances and quickly headed for the projection room.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The group acted swiftly, opening the doors of three projection rooms in a row, but found nothing unusual.

The leading soldier was about to make a phone call to Zhang Ming when he inadvertently saw another projection room at the corner of the corridor. He paused, immediately walked over, placed his hand on the doorknob, and suddenly pushed the door open.

The door opened, and the leading soldier looked up into the room, seeing six men standing in the projection opening.

At this time, Yang Dong's brothers also came over and glanced into the room.

In the projection opening, Guo Zhengdao frowned and questioned, "What are you doing?"

The leading soldier glanced at the men. "Nothing, wrong room!"

"Close the door!" Guo Zhengdao replied.

The leading soldier glanced at the side of the projection stand and saw two large black leather cases. After a slight pause, he closed the door and left.

…

Inside the lounge.

Zhang Ming sat on the sofa, feeling very anxious. Although he had anticipated the possibility of a fierce conflict before coming, it was a completely different feeling after reading Guizi Wu's text message.

Someone was aiming at him with a sniper rifle in the dark. Who wouldn't panic?

"I don't think they would dare to do it. The garrison is outside. If there's really a gunshot, how can Lao Li take the code farmer association according to the rules? That would be too ugly and unconvincing," Yang Dong muttered.

"Bang!"

Before Zhang Ming could reply, the door was pushed open by Yang Dong's brother.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Ming asked, standing up.

"There are people, six of them, and Guo Zhengdao is there too," Yang Dong's brother replied.

Zhang Ming blinked, his face becoming extremely ugly.

"Chairman Zhang, it looks like they have guns. I saw two big black boxes next to the projection stand," the leading soldier added. "They should be carrying sniper rifles!"

Zhang Ming swallowed, put his hands on his hips, and unconsciously looked around the lounge.

For nearly a month, Zhang Ming had been hiding in the garrison headquarters. Although he himself was safe, the convening of this meeting and the internal arrangements were not handled by him personally, which made him feel completely insecure in the venue.

Next to him, Yang Dong, after hearing his brother and the soldier's words, also stood up abruptly, his attitude completely different from before. "Damn, they really plan to do it! Then we're just waiting here…!"

Zhang Ming turned to look at Yang Dong and whispered to him, "The votes have already been cast, and the ballot box is on the platform, no one can touch it! Do this, you leave a few reliable brothers to protect our people and personally supervise the vote counting!"

"Okay!"

"Let's go, let's go, there's no point in staying here anymore," Zhang Ming called out to the others. "Let's go find Commander Tan!"

"Let's go, hurry!" Yang Dong took out his phone and urged the others.

"Beep beep!"

Just then, Guizi Wu received another text message and said, following behind Zhang Ming, "The people on the second floor are gone, Guo Zhengdao went to Wei Xiangzu's room!"

Zhang Ming frowned and immediately quickened his pace. "Hurry, let's go!"