This is why Ye Zhengting likes to pinch soft persimmons.

It's not that I don't dare to squeeze hard, it's just...

I just don't dare to pinch it, as it will hurt my hands.

As one of the most powerful people in the military, the last time Ye Zhengting suffered this injustice, he remembered it deeply, and it was Zhang Dazhi who was behind Zhang Xiangbei.

That night, he was hungry and waited all night for Brother Dazhi before serving some cold dishes.

Then the table was overturned.

The posture of turning over the table was exactly the same as tonight.

Ye Zhengting had the illusion of dreaming back to the last century.

"Let's have something to eat together?" Zhang Ruoyu returned to the dining table, poured himself a glass of wine, and glanced sideways at Ye Zhengting.

Ye Zhengting's eyes were cold and he stared at Zhang Ruoyu without saying a word.

He watched this kid rise up before his eyes.

Can't hold it down.

It's like his mother was on drugs.

"Let me be careful," Ye Zhengting said coldly. "Assaulting a serving military general is a serious crime."

Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of beer and said calmly: "I will criticize him."

Ye Zhengting took a deep breath and almost lost his strength.

This kid has been out of business for less than a year, and his skills as a talker are even better than before.

It seems that one year in Binhai will make you grow faster than one year in Beimang, and you will become more impeccable.

Ye Zhengting led the crowd away.

Several were sent directly to the hospital.

But before leaving, he said something meaningful to Brother Dazhi: "Let me see how long you can continue to be arrogant."

A strange look flashed in Brother Dazhi's eyes.

Then he glanced at Brother Zhang: "You can't be shorter than him, right?"

Ye Zhengting couldn't hold himself any longer, slammed the door and left.

Are you really fucking shameless?Looking for your son to be your backer?

Ye Zhengting stepped forward.

Brother Dazhi groaned and said, "If you do this tonight, how will I be able to gain a foothold in Yanjing City in the future?"

"Then don't stand."

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Brother Dazhi: "Have you survived these years without standing?"

Brother Dazhi twitched the corner of his mouth and almost crushed the wine glass in his hand.

After a long time, he said with a hard face: "Your kid's mouth is so fucking mean. I don't know who you learned it from!"

"You want to learn?" Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes and said. "I'll teach you."

"Grass!"

Brother Dazhi picked up the bottle and blew it, at least half of it dripped onto his chest.

After drinking, Brother Dazhi threw down a card: "Boss pays the bill!"

Then he didn't accept the card and left with everyone.

It’s not easy to come out after so many years.

He was uncomfortable with being talked about in all kinds of ways, and even doubted whether he really couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the new era.

The more Brother Dazhi thought about it, the more he became angry.

The more he thought about it, the more poisonous his eyes became.

He had to find someone to vent his anger tonight.

Urging Jiang Ling to hurry back to prison.

The eighteen knights of Beimang stood guard one after another. Although they were hungover, their whole mental state seemed to be completely new. Their eyes were sharp and their breath was calm. It was as if there was a savage beast locked up in this prison, and it would break free from the cage at any time and tear the world apart.

And they are the last line of defense to suppress this ancient beast.

Oh no, the second line of defense.

The first one was the man named Zhang who had been wronged outside.

The god in the hearts of the Eighteen Horsemen of Beimang.

creak.

In the deathly silent prison, there was a harsh sound of opening the door.

Some prisoners who were asleep continued to sleep.

There are still some who are not asleep, pretending to be asleep.

No one said hello to Brother Zhang who was full of anger tonight, and no one wanted to know what he was going to do later.

I don't even want to know what kind of monster is locked up in the secret door at the end of the prison.

Pushing open the secret door, you see a corridor with cold light shining in front of you.

It was cold and filled with the pungent smell of mold.

Passing through the corridor and going down the spiral staircase, an extremely sophisticated prison was built in the huge basement.

Inside the cage, a white-haired man was imprisoned.

His hands and feet are tied with thick iron chains, which is very retro and does not contain any technological elements.

Technology has loopholes.

But there is only one key to the chain.

Brother Dazhi hangs this key around his neck even when he sleeps, so no one can touch it.

As soon as Brother Dazhi approached the cage, the man in the prison let out a hoarse and cold laugh: "You don't seem to be happy about going out this time?"

"It's because your wife is gone and you have to suppress me alone from now on."

"Are you afraid?"

Brother Dazhi said nothing, just walked forward and stood in front of the prison.

In the prison, a flood-like smell of blood spurted out like substance, and it was so strong that it was suffocating.

It seems that in this prison, in addition to a heinous felon, there are also tens of thousands of bloody demons imprisoned.

Brother Da Zhi took the key from his neck, opened the cage, and even... opened the chains on the man's hands and feet.

He threw the keys on the cold floor, twisted his neck, and said with an evil look on his face: "Get up, I want to vent the fire."

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