The beginning of the war of resistance made the young marshal kneel

This Yang Weijie, who had been hollowed out by the wine, was terrified by this look.

"me……"

Yang Weijie's tone was stammering, how can his aura be compared with Zhang Zongqing, a decisive figure like Zhang Zongqing?

"I'm giving you another chance, say it again!"

Yang Weijie, who was cornered by Zhang Zongqing's momentum, did not know where his courage came from.

He actually said: "Zhang Zongqing, don't think I'm afraid of you, my father is Yang..."

"boom!"

Zhang Zongqing would not shoot at his eldest brother, but it doesn't mean that he dared not teach even a second generation ancestor.

The bullet pierced Yang Weijie's thigh, and blood flowed out.

"waste!!"

"Feng Jun just has too many of you wine bags and rice bags!" Zhang Zongqing said coldly.

He turned around and said to the trembling Zhang Hanqing, "Clean up, don't be ashamed here."

"go home with me!"

Glancing around, Zhang Zongqing put away the Browning pistol in his hand.

"You guys, carry him back!" Zhang Zongqing pointed to Yang Weijie and said to the second generation ancestors.

Lifting his feet forward, Zhang Zongqing was taking a certain distance.

But they heard the sound of "treading" footsteps, and guards from Fengtian City's garrison brigade rushed towards the "Nianhuating".

"Who is so bold, dare to bully the young marshal? Dare to bully my young master Weijie?"

"Do you want to die?"

There were menacing words.

Before people arrive, the voice arrives first!

Sturdy and domineering!

From this tone, it can be heard that this guy has done a lot of bullying in Fengtian City.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, there was a guy with a big arm and a thick waist, leading ten personal guards.

After setting up the pomp, he walked in.

This guy is also blind, perhaps Zhang Zongqing's appearance has changed over the years, or this guy is so drunk that he is confused.

In short, he passed by Zhang Zongqing, but he didn't see the second son of the Zhang family beside him.

"Young Master Yang, Young Master Yang, who the hell hurt your leg?"

"Did he eat the guts of the king of heaven and leopard? I will lead the troops to kill him now!"

"Damn it, I don't even look at what Fengtian City's surname is now, dare to break ground on Taisui's head!"

"Young commander, young commander!"

After flattering Yang Weijie, this guy ran towards the pale Zhang Hanqing again.

But the more this guy flattered everyone, the less bloody their faces became.

Because not far away, there is a big devil standing there.

"Young Marshal, I will go and avenge you right now, and kill that bastard who bullied you!"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely cold voice suddenly came over.

"Wang Mazi, you are promising. Forgot how I taught you how to shoot a gun?"

"Now, are you going to kill me?"

Zhang Zongqing turned around slowly, and the voice that Wang Mazi would never forget for the rest of his life woke up half of his drunkenness in an instant.

"Second...Second Young Master..."

Seeing Zhang Zongqing turn his head, Wang Mazi stuttered even when he spoke.

How could he have imagined that the young marshal Zhang Hanqing would kneel down and shoot the person who wounded Yang Weijie.

It turned out to be the second son of the Zhang family!

He is almost certain to be the future handsome!

Zhang Zongqing approached Wang Mazi step by step, and Wang Mazi was forced back step by step by his momentum.

All the people who saw this scene were scared out of their wits.

What kind of a tough and powerful guy is it that can force Wang Mazi, the commander of the Fengtian Garrison Brigade, to not even have the courage to stand in front of him?

Countless people opened their mouths wide in amazement, and several quail eggs could be stuffed into their mouths.

Zhang Zongqing grabbed Wang Mazi, the hand holding the pistol.

Holding a pistol means putting it on your own head.

"Wang Mazi, do you want to kill me?"

"Shoot, shoot!"

After being so excited by Zhang Zongqing, Wang Mazi collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

An unknown liquid wet his crotch, giving off an unpleasant smell.

Zhang Zongqing picked up Wang Mazi's hand and pointed at Wang Mazi with "click, click" several shots.

Everyone dare not look directly.

But it was found that a bullet in the pistol was not fired.

"As the brigade commander of the Fengtian City Garrison Brigade, I don't even know if there are bullets in my pistol."

"With the battle in front of me, I was so scared that my crotch was wet!"

"You are not a wimp, who is a wimp?"

After speaking, Zhang Zongqing threw the pistol to another soldier he knew very well.

"From today onwards, you will temporarily act as the commander of the Fengtian City Garrison Brigade!"

Zhang Zongqing walked forward without looking back.

The crowd, who had already been terrified by the scene in front of them, automatically parted ways.

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Chapter 4 Marshal Zhang returns home, father and son reunite

Even brigade commander Wang Mazi was immediately dismissed by Zhang Zongqing.

What about other people?

Many soldiers in the Fengtian Garrison Brigade had seen Zhang Zongqing's prestige on the battlefield.

There are many more soldiers brought out by Zhang Zongqing!

Zhang Zongqing was about to leave, who would dare to step forward and stop him?

This is the second son of the Zhang family, Zhang Zongqing who broke the courage of Wu Shusheng and Sun Butcher.

Therefore, in the eyes of the onlookers in Nianhuating in Fengtian City.

The usually ferocious Fengtian City Garrison Brigade is like a frost-beaten eggplant, completely wilted!

"It's really majestic, it's too powerful!"

"That's right, even Wang Mazi, the brigade commander of the garrison brigade, was scared to pee by him. It's really unheard of and unseen!"

"That's right, you didn't even think about who he is!"

"who is he?"

"The second son of the Zhang family, Zhang Zongqing, who fought against Wu Shusheng, Sun Butcher, Feng Touji, and Boss Yan all by himself in Yanjing City!"

"Second son!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the gradually forgotten memories came back to their minds.

On the other side, Zhang Zongqing with a livid face grabbed her elder brother and walked towards Zhang's mansion.

At this time, everyone in Zhang's mansion was already waiting eagerly.

Zhang Dashuai's wives are afraid that Zhang Zongqing will really kill the eldest son of the Zhang family.

If this is the case, they definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Seeing Zhang Hanqing following the Second Young Master in a daze, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, what you have been doing recently is quite absurd. Going to the Nianhua Pavilion to touch women is a plaything, and smoking opium is really sorry to our ancestors!"

"From today on, don't hang out with those cronies!"

"Go to the Zhang family's ancestral hall and kneel all night to confess your mistakes to your ancestors!"

Zhang Zongqing's voice was flat and not as fierce as before.

Zhang Hanqing, who is familiar with his second brother's personality, seemed to be amnesty, and he quickly said: "Second brother, I promise I will never mess around with those bastards again, I also quit smoking, I will never cause trouble, I will never lose my ancestors their faces."

Although Zhang Hanqing's character is cowardly, he can't resist the temptation.

But if you make a mistake, you will accept the punishment, and you must stand upright when you are beaten.

He was taught well by Zhang Zongqing.

Seeing that the two brothers did not have a tense atmosphere, the wives of each room could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even Mrs. Zhao, Zhang Hanqing's biological mother, reprimanded Zhang Hanqing: "You still don't listen to your second brother, go to the ancestral hall and kneel!"

"Following your group of friends, causing trouble all day long, if you are half as good as Zongqing, you don't have to worry so much about being a mother."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhao sighed in a rare way.

In the entire Zhang family, only Zhang Zongqing could suppress her son, as long as Zhang Zongqing didn't really do anything to kill Zhang Hanqing.

Mrs. Zhao will also stand by Zhang Zongqing's side.

Without him!

Over the years, Mrs. Zhao has seen it clearly, not only Zhang Hanqing, but even all of Zhang Dashuai's sons.

It is also not as good as Zhang Zongqing alone!

Especially when Zhang Zongqing was only one year old, there was an old fairy who came down from Zhongnan Mountain.

He glanced at Zhang Zongqing, and then said a word to Zhang Dashuai.

"This son is like a dragon entering the nine heavens, and a phoenix dancing in the nine skies. It's too precious, so precious!"

As long as Mrs. Zhao thought of these words, and then thought of Zhang Hanqing's ability and temperament, she would completely stop thinking about arguing.

Now I can see that although Zhang Zongqing always reprimands her son, he always holds it high and puts it down gently.

Mrs. Zhao felt relieved.

She knew that as long as her son did not fight, Zhang Zongqing and Zhang Hanqing would be brothers.

Thinking like this, I only heard a guard running in the distance.

The wives of each house and Zhang Zongqing and others are very familiar, because this guard is the personal guard of Marshal Zhang.

"Ma'am, two sons!"

"The master is back!"

As soon as the guard finished speaking, he heard the sound of "Tat Tat Tat" coming from outside the mansion gate.

Then I saw a thin man walking towards the Marshal's mansion with firm steps.

"Father!"