In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

It was impossible for Daniel to trust any cunning Chinese.

Even if they poke their noses and point at this man and say that he is Zhang Xiangbei.

Daniel wouldn't believe it either.

Which Chinese person doesn't want Zhang Xiangbei to be alive?

How nice to be alive.

But General Michel said he must believe it.

General Michel had gone under general anesthesia to get hemorrhoids removed. Would he lie to himself?It doesn't make sense.

"What did you say earlier? General Daniel, what exactly do you want to express?"

Zhang Ruoyu slowly squatted next to him, picked up the phone, and said calmly: "He means that you spoke too late."

"understood."

General Michel wanted to hang up the phone when he heard Zhang Xiangbei's highly recognizable magnetic voice.

Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "Postpone the surgery, overcome the hemorrhoids, and come to the Chinese military exercise. Your team should not be able to lead this military exercise anymore."

"This is difficult to overcome, General Zhang. I have hemorrhoids."

General Michel was a little excited and seemed to be very resistant to coming to China again, especially to command military exercises.

Zhang Ruoyu hung up the phone directly.

Before he could speak, Daniel, who had been beaten into a state of disgrace and whose muscles and bones were intensively broken and strained, said in an almost pious tone: "Dear General Zhang, I now apologize and extend my sincere respect to you. Can you make it?"

Although General Daniel was lying on the ground dying, he still saluted the legend of Beimang in a standard manner.

boom!

Zhang Ruoyu raised his leg and kicked Daniel on the chin.

A mouth full of teeth, not many left.

The person also fainted on the spot.

When Shang Hongji saw this scene, his eyes showed deep fear and indescribable admiration.

They heard clearly the conversation between the two American twin war gods just now.

She could feel the fear and awe of Zhang Xiangbei from the bottom of her heart, and it was extremely clear.

It seemed that in their eyes, Zhang Xiangbei was the god of death, and they didn't even dare to look at him.

The most outrageous thing is that Daniel is clearly not even qualified to meet Zhang Xiangbei. He only relies on hearsay and word of mouth from his colleagues. He is so scared just by hearing the name.

After tonight, he must have nightmares often, right?He also tirelessly warned his descendants not to go to the mysterious East and provoke a man named Zhang Xiangbei.

Shang Hongji finally saw the enemy's awe and reverence for Zhang Xiangbei from the mouths of those old foxes in the wall.

That is a legend that can not be created by relying on publicity, building momentum, or praising it behind closed doors.

How many immortal feats has he accomplished to make his enemies scorn him and change their expressions just by hearing his name?

Only then could the rebellious Beimang Army regard him as a god-like man.

The faces of all the second-generation ancestors were filled with shame and complicated emotions.

They finally knew why their father, who was so powerful and disliked Zhang Xiangbei, had never jumped out to fight to the death with him.

First of all, it may not be possible.

Secondly, maybe I really feel that I can endure it any longer.

Finally, they may think that if they are bullied by General Zhang Xiangbei, it is not impossible...

As a human being, the most important thing is to be content with the status quo.

Zhang Ruoyu packed up everything and turned around to leave. Before leaving, Xuebao gave the order to go home.

He really had nothing to talk about with these second-generation ancestors who fell in love with each other.

"General..."

Jing Fei stood up tremblingly, holding his chin that could not be closed, and said with red eyes: "Thank you."

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Jing Fei and said calmly: "Next time you have a bad mouth, I will beat you until you can't even recognize your mother."

Jing Fei's eyes filled with tears and his blood boiled.

If a general beats himself, that is a matter behind closed doors.

It doesn't matter how much you resent or hate, it doesn't matter.

But if someone outside hits him, even if the general doesn't like him anymore, he will take action.

Because of Zhang Xiangbei, he is known as the patron saint of China.

But Zhang Ruoyu is not.

This stinky cook is not as big as Zhang Xiangbei.

He will always retaliate against anyone who offends him.

He just happens to be named Zhang Xiangbei.

Zhang Ruoyu didn't bother to look at the enthusiastic eyes of these second-generation ancestors.

He has seen too many small scenes like this.

When I was in Beimang, it was like this every day.

Even many aloof female officers secretly gave him love letters and expressed their true feelings.

In the ward.

Jing Yong held a cigarette in his mouth coldly and glanced sideways at his son lying on the bed: "You're a useless thing, and you actually asked Zhang Xiangbei to save you? How will I deal with him in the future?"

Jing Fei twitched the corners of his mouth. He had just finished urinating blood and was so weak that he could not speak.

"Do you dare to provoke him again in the future?" Jing Yong changed the subject and asked with a deep look. "Do you know why we are facing him?"

"Who doesn't want to look after his own son? So shamelessly looking towards someone else's son?" Jing Yong said word by word. "The question is, do you idiots deserve it?"