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

Yue Jiazhou, who was curled up on the ground, was trembling all over and glared at Zhang Ruoyu with red eyes: "You... are so despicable!"

"well enough?"

Zhang Ruoyu looked down at Yue Jiazhou from a high position and said with cold eyes: "You use a knife, and I also use the knife that I am least good at. I am already trying to integrate into the field you are best at."

"I didn't even use my youth and strength to fight a protracted battle with you and consume your energy. How could I be despicable?"

"You, on the other hand, are doing all the work for me and getting the mother-in-law knife? It seems quite bluffing. Isn't this just a dirty trick? In ancient times, even the most respectable people would be ashamed of you."

"Martial artist, deceitful way."

Yue Jiazhou was so painful that he squeezed out tears, but his words were precise and resounding.

"What a coincidence?" Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yue Jiazhou with an angry look on his face. "Soldiers are even more cunning."

Moral quality is a product of peaceful times and is the pursuit after having enough food and drink to be spiritually rich.

People who go in and out of the gate of hell do not talk about these things and do not believe in ghosts and gods.

As long as you live, you will be a god.

If you die, you will be a ghost.

Those who play evil and take deceitful ways, Zhang Xiangbei and Beimang are the best.

He climbed over mountains of corpses and waded through rivers of blood. Under his knife, corpses lay everywhere, and in his eyes, blood flowed like a river.

He can live to this day and become Zhang Xiangbei. Who dares to say that he relies on the gods and Buddhas in his heart instead of the devil?

Yue Jiazhou suddenly felt a chill.

Lifting his eyes and looking into Zhang Xiangbei's cold, hostile eyes, Yue Jiazhou's heart trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I beg you, don't go in."

Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "The first half of my life was given to me by my aunt."

"The rest of my life was given to me by Han Jiangxue."

"He provoked everything at once, you want me to tolerate it?"

Yue Jiazhou said in a trembling voice, "It's just a test."

"You should be lucky that this is just a trial."

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Yue Jiazhou lifelessly: "Otherwise, you will just be the first corpse in the backyard tonight."

Zhang Ruoyu slowly stood up, full of anger: "You lie down for a while, I have something else to do."

Zhang Ruoyu turned around and walked towards the shattered courtyard gate.

When he was about to step into the huge courtyard that should not have a surname, but was called the Xiao Family Courtyard.

In the courtyard, threatening words rang out.

"When you set foot in this courtyard, you can't get out..."

Before the voice could finish speaking, it was interrupted.

Because Zhang Xiangbei's two feet had already stepped in before he finished speaking.

"What do you want to say?"

Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyes lightly and looked at a middle-aged man standing alone in the yard.

"It's nothing."

The middle-aged man shook his head, and there was a hint of... excitement in his light gray eyes.

The group of Beimang veterans at the gate of the backyard, after holding it in for two and a half years, almost beat Mr. Lei into a pig's head.

Moreover, a certain newcomer king is so addicted that he will pretend to be invincible, lose the battle, and replace others to avoid group fights.

There are ten middle-aged men who have been holding back for two and a half years in this courtyard. You can imagine how excited he is to see a man who can fight.

More importantly, this man who can fight is named Zhang Xiangbei.

A man who listens to people talking about him every day and is full of various legendary buffs.

What's more important is that tonight, he can take action openly, and someone will stop the 30 Bei Mang army in the northwest for him.

He knew that this was most likely his only chance in this life.

"I just want to say that your skills are so handsome."

The middle-aged man grinned, showing his old yellow teeth, but there was a faint perverted excitement in his light gray eyes.

"Where is Xiao Shiyi?" Zhang Ruoyu asked calmly.

"Young master is having tea with the boss, please wait a moment, don't be impatient."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he threw a cigarette into his mouth, lit it, took a deep puff, and drank half of it: "Actually, I'm more anxious than you."

Zhang Ruoyu frowned.

Just as he was about to push open the closed door of the nave, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

I picked it up and saw that it was Old Mo Han.

To give Xue Bao face, even if he needed to rekindle his emotions later, he accepted it.

"Brother Zhang, I heard from your mother-in-law that you entered the backyard?" Han Laomo on the other end of the phone sounded a little impatient. "If you want to see a white-haired old man who claims to be the number one master in Ouchi, don't say hello to him. That old guy is very cunning and cunning, and his strength is even equal to mine!"

"I saw you and said hello." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.

"How is the battle going?" Old Demon Han asked.

"I kicked him in the balls."

Zhang Ruoyu didn't want to say anything, but when his father-in-law asked, he didn't want to hide it. It was not a good habit to deceive his elders.

"Is that so..." Old Mo Han hesitated for a moment, then pondered again, and asked curiously. "Did you two fight fiercely for three hundred rounds?"

"There shouldn't be, right?" Zhang Ruoyu thought for a moment.

"There are always two hundred rounds, right?" Old Demon Han was a little unwilling.

Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyes and saw a figure slowly walking out of the main hall door.

This is a young man of the same age as Zhang Ruoyu.

He has a majestic appearance, and the way he moves his hands and feet, he has the style of everyone.

He just waved slightly, and the middle-aged man with yellow teeth walked forward quickly, bent down and listened to Xiao Shiyi's whispered instructions, like a slave.

"There's always a hundred rounds, right?"

The phone rang with Old Demon Han's bottom line.

"Absolutely." Zhang Ruoyu nodded lightly.

"Then you're busy, I have a big deal to discuss." After Han Laomo said this, he changed the topic. "Brother Zhang, please be safe. You will be able to share half of my wealth in this incredibly wealthy country in the future."

Zhang Ruoyu smiled slightly, his eyes as firm as mountains: "You'd better give it all to me, otherwise I won't look good on your daughter."

Old Mo Han cursed and hung up the phone.

Zhang Ruoyu also put away his cell phone, raised his hand and waved to Xiao Shiyi: "Xiao Shiyilang, come here and cooperate, I will take half of your life, and I will do what I say."

Xiao Shiyi, who lowered his head to give instructions, closed his lips, slowly raised his eyes, stared at Zhang Xiangbei with indifferent eyes, walked down the steps and said, "What if I don't cooperate?"

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