The strongest soldier of the female president

In the heart of the butcher, as long as Chen Yang is still alive, as long as he can find Chen Yang, no matter what happens to Chen Yang, he will follow Chen Yang wholeheartedly, no matter what he is asked to do, he will do his best.

But now, time has worn away his fighting spirit.

The pressure of survival made him almost out of breath.

He also wanted to live this peaceful life.

"Kaihuang, you just want to live an ordinary life after changing your name now."

The butcher drank a bowl of wine, raised his hand to wipe away the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said, "If it was before, I would be with you whatever you asked me to do, even if it was a mountain of swords and seas of fire, now——now I just want to live alone On days of war, I can bear others bullying and humiliating me."

The butcher's words sounded in his ears, and Chen Yang also drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, squinted his eyes, chuckled, and said, "Okay, in this world, everyone wants to spend their lives in peace with the rest of the world. Same thing, I don't like pushing people."

Standing up, I glanced at the butcher, feeling a sharp pain in my heart.

See good brothers, but can no longer think of the past.

In my heart, it felt like being cut in half by a sharp knife, which was very uncomfortable.

Everyone has aspirations.

Chen Yang didn't force it.

"elder brother--"

The moment Chen Yang got up and turned around, the butcher yelled, got up at the same time, walked forward, and said, "If you have any orders in the future, just give them, we are brothers for life."

He raised his hand and beat his heart.

"Take care of yourself."

Chen Yang took a deep breath, his face was calm, and he was about to walk outside.

"It's in here."

As soon as Chen Yang pushed open the door of the small room, he saw a group of people rushing in from outside, all of them were vicious, wearing black clothes, holding steel knives in their hands, and they were very aggressive.

All the people in the small restaurant were driven away, and the outside was full of people holding steel knives.

The first person to come in was a middle-aged man with a full beard. He walked into the small restaurant, raised his eyes to look at the private room on Chen Yang's side, raised his hand, and said softly: "Show me this place, here's a Anyone who dares to leave without permission will be shot to death."

"Yes."

Brothers in their [-]s and [-]s shouted in unison, their voices were so high that it almost cracked the roof of this small restaurant.

"Master—"

As the voice fell, the bearded man hurried back to the door and bowed respectfully to a man about 50 years old who had just walked into the small restaurant.

"Ah."

The man's eyes were very sharp. As soon as he stepped into this small restaurant, he squinted his eyes and looked around. When he walked to the middle, he immediately looked at the private room where Chen Yang and the butcher were.

"Zhao Yi."

The man looked at the bearded man with a low tone, raised his finger and pointed to the private room here, and said indifferently: "Is the butcher in this private room?"

The bearded man nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, leader, our people have been staring at him, and he's been here all the time. Do you want us to rush in now and capture this kid?"

"Need not."

The man shook his head, and then said in a low voice, "Butcher, come out, I, Pitwan, have something to talk to you about."

The voice was loud and powerful, echoing in the small restaurant.

After the words fell, the bearded man moved a stool behind him and asked him to sit down.

As the head of Qinglong Hall in the Nanling area, Pitwan is like a gust of wind no matter where he goes, a gust of cold wind, everyone who sees them can be scared out of their wits.

Especially the person who can let the head of the Qinglongtang come to look for him in person, he must not be an ordinary person, or someone who offended the Qinglongtang.

In Nanling, apart from a few big families that cannot be offended, there are also halls and meetings that absolutely cannot be offended.

If you offend the big families in Nanling, the end will be miserable, but if you offend this hall, or for a while, the end, even death, cannot be escaped.

One hall, we are talking about their Azure Dragon Hall.

After a while, it was another big force, the Tigers.

Chen Yang, who just opened the door of the private room, frowned slightly when he heard this, turned his eyes slightly, and looked back at the butcher.

The butcher's face was ugly. When he met Chen Yang's gaze, he raised his hand and scratched his head.

"what happened?"

Chen Yang asked.

"Brother, this is my business. Don't worry about small things. I can handle them."

The butcher scratched his head, stepped forward, and said, "You sit in the private room for a while, after I deal with them, you are going out."

Said, smiled, and then went straight out of the private room.

"What kind of wind brought Pi Gang Master here?"

As soon as the butcher walked out, the brothers outside stared at the butcher one by one, holding the steel knife tightly in their hands, and each of them was filled with murderous aura.

The butcher smiled slightly, ignoring the ferocious gazes of these people. When he was still some distance away from Pitwan, Zhao Yi, a bearded man, stopped the butcher and scolded: "Stand where you are, don't get close to the leader, otherwise, kill."

The steel knife pointed at the butcher, then put it down, held it in his hand, and snorted softly, his eyes full of contempt.

In their eyes, the butcher is just a pork seller. Although I heard that he can do some kung fu, if they really angered Qinglongtang, let alone a butcher, even if there are ten or a hundred, they Qinglongtang wants to get rid of it. He is only a matter of Pitwan's words.

The butcher stood where he was, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll just stand here. You come here to look for me, what's the matter?"

"Let him come over."

Petewan looked solemn.

"The lord let you go."

Zhao Yi frowned.

The butcher took a look at Zhao Yi, then walked up to Pitwan. Soon, someone moved a stool for the butcher to sit on. The butcher looked at Pitwan, cupped his hands, and said, "If you have any questions, senior Straight up."

"Butcher, you should be very clear about what I came to see you for."

Pitwan spoke slowly, with a bad tone, and said: "You'd better stay away from my daughter, don't pester her anymore, you make a condition, how can you stay away from my daughter?"

"Senior, I really like Mengmeng. As I said, no matter what happens, I like him, and no one will want me to give up."

The butcher said firmly: "As for the conditions, I don't have any conditions. I just want to be confused. Senior, you have to respect your children's ideas about your children's marriage. I like Miss Pi, and Miss Pi likes me too. That's enough. I— —”

"enough."

The words of the butcher sounded in his ears, and Peter Wan was furious. He slapped the chair, raised his brows, and said coldly: "Butcher, butcher, with your status, can you be worthy of my daughter? Oh, really Ridiculous, do you think that I will let my daughter suffer with you as a poor bun? Don't even think about—"

Pitwan took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said, "I came to you today not to discuss with you, but to inform you that you are pestering my daughter in the future, don't blame the old man for not informing you."

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, stood up, folded his hands behind his back, and said angrily, "Let's go."

"Wait a moment."