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

With a pot of meat and two pots of wine, the two men lit a lamp and drank and chatted in the room.

"Drink less." Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes at Master Ba. "How old are you? Do you still want to die?"

"I'm happy just looking at you." Ba Ye finished his drink in one gulp, holding a cigarette in his mouth and looking at Zhang Ruoyu carefully. "I'm fatter and whiter, like a pretty boy."

Zhang Ruoyu said dissatisfied: "I've been a little edema lately, but my weight hasn't changed."

Ba Ye laughed heartily and raised another glass: "You are still as humorous as ever. You kid, you are really talented in both culture and sports."

"Without any artistic talent in me, I wouldn't have been able to taste your beef brisket pot back then." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette, and a trace of nostalgia flashed across his dark eyes.

Ba Ye smiled sadly and took a deep look at Zhang Ruoyu: "I really want to see you in military uniform again, you must be very cool."

"I'll secretly wear it for you another day." Zhang Ruoyu was very generous and promised on the spot.

"I think it's okay." Mr. Ba put all the fat and thin beef brisket into Zhang Ruoyu's bowl, and he could hardly put it down.

But he just picked out a few ingredients and ate them.

"Eat more, you are still growing."

Master Ba tilted his head, enjoying the cigarette that Zhang Xiangbei lit himself. His mind was full of pictures of this kid growing up to where he is today.

The eighth master has no heirs.

Zhang Xiangbei has no father.

So he recognized his godfather, but he didn't dare to recognize his godson. Over the years, he didn't allow Zhang Xiangbei to call him that.

After eating and drinking, Ba Ye personally escorted Zhang Ruoyu out of the back door and handed him two coins: "Open up and smoke. Ba Ye has nothing here. He has enough tobacco and alcohol."

"You're so awesome."

Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand and left in the car.

Ba Ye stared at the door for a long time.

Behind him, Master Liu's teasing sounded: "I'm almost home, why are you still watching?"

"Oh, who told me to have a deep relationship with Xiao Zhang as a brother?" Master Ba grinned, his face full of show-off.

"Smelly virtue." Liu Ye muttered, leaning against the door while holding a cigarette in his mouth. "I've treated him to drinks and smoked cigarettes, and I even promoted him. Why are you so nice to me and only have a cigarette with me?"

"Maybe it's my damn charisma," Ba Ye said meaningfully as he exhaled thick smoke.

"Show some shame." Mr. Liu curled his lips and said. "We made trouble in the backyard tonight and you didn't do anything. Why don't you let me wipe your ass?"

"He gave me a message before he came, telling me not to interfere." Mr. Ba said slowly. "If he didn't say that, I would beat the shit out of Xiao Guhai tonight."

"Is it possible that I won't let you take action because I'm afraid you won't be able to protect yourself later?" Mr. Liu said in a strange tone.

"As long as you're happy," Ba Ye wrote lightly.

"Virtue." Liu Ye curled his lips and changed the topic. "But tonight's incident can be regarded as a signal. Xiao Guhai, unless his brain is broken, would not be able to stand out like this."

"You know you can't do it but you do it." Mr. Ba said with a cold face. "It seems he got a lot of benefits."

"Lao Zhang is going out to celebrate his wife's birthday in a while, and it also happens to be during the military exercise. Those old foxes are a little bit restless and want to explore the truth in all aspects." Mr. Liu said playfully.

"Follow them." Master Ba said calmly. "I can't control Old Zhang, but if anyone wants to touch Little Zhang, I will fight with them."

"I'm not here, so what's the use of being here?" Liu Ye teased. "Besides, why does Xiao Zhang need you to stand up for him? Save it, he is the master who even dares to talk to Lao Zhang."

"Good boy." Master Ba grinned. "As expected of Zhang Xiangbei."

Mr. Liu took a puff of his cigarette and frowned: "I'm actually a little worried about the international situation. The current relationship is complicated and undercurrent. Sometimes I can't even see clearly who is a human and who is a ghost."

"Speaking of the international situation, your brother Zhongtang and I have been very tense recently. Nowadays, heroes are vying for power, wars are raging, and lives are in ruins. Before I go to bed every night, I pray for peace for the country and the people, and for peace in the world."

"Whose online name is Tianxia Taiping?" Mr. Liu frowned.

"I created a new QQ account. Let's add friends later."

"Fuck, you're pretty damn stylish."

Master Liu cursed and left.

……

When Zhang Ruoyu returned to Longqian Villa, it was already five o'clock in the morning and it was almost dawn.

As soon as he entered the house, a fragrant and soft body crashed into his arms.

Brother Zhang was shocked and almost killed him using his famous secret skill, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The fingertips were all soft to the touch. Brother Zhang suddenly withdrew [-]% of his internal strength and used the opportunity to wrap his silk snake hand around the woman's waist.

"You damn ghost, are you willing to come back at dawn?"

The woman's sleepy and hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

My body feels a little cold.

It was obvious that he had been waiting all night.

Brother Zhang picked up the woman and went upstairs. He raised his eyebrows and said, "After drinking, I ran into some clowns. You don't know me yet? You beat them up on the spot."

"Go back and push me on WeChat, and I'll ask them to fight again." Mr. Han put his arms around Brother Zhang's neck, his body trembling slightly.

Brother Zhang was startled.

I secretly wonder if Zhao Changying, that talkative woman, said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said, right?

Look at Xuebao's trembling appearance. She hasn't even done anything yet. How can she be so sensitive?

Moreover, Xuebao didn’t send even a single WeChat message all night.

Hard at home?

After straightening Xuebao's slightly pale face, Zhang Ruoyu said softly: "It's okay, it's all over."

"Don't do this next time." Xuebao bit his lip, his eyes were red, his eyelashes were trembling, his face was close to his, and he rubbed Brother Zhang hard. "If I die, I will make headlines in Binhai. If you die, my family will be gone."

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PS: I wrote from 06:30 to 02:30 in the morning. I really didn’t get much rest. I was going crazy. I couldn’t write the fifth update.Aim for 3 tomorrow.