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

Brother Zhang is gone, but the game is still over.

Shen Yunzhao was enjoying a lot of foreign food tonight, and he was almost scared to death.

He glanced at Jian Jianjian's bodyguard: "You don't regard me as a brother? You have such a big gossip on your body and you don't want to share it with me at all?"

"I'm afraid that the young master will dislike me." Jian Jian bodyguard analyzed Jian Jian. "The young master is usually very elegant, but I'm afraid I've tarnished you."

"You can't say that."

Chen Yunzhao said earnestly: "In Binhai, I am famous for my loyalty. It is impossible for me to alienate you just because you are the Supreme God of Killing. Besides, who hasn't gotten over it yet? As the saying goes, a prodigal son returns with gold."

After Shen Yunchao finished speaking, he changed the topic: "I have a few enemies with blood feuds here. If you have time, can you help the young master deal with them?"

The steady bodyguard shook his head steadily: "Master, as you know, I have washed my hands in a golden basin..."

"Let's wash it again after drying it." Shen Yunchao shrugged. "Young Master, do you need one or two golden basins?"

"Young Master, to be honest, I have never done such an immoral thing in China." Jian Jian's bodyguard said seriously.

"Is it awkward to play with the young master?"

Shen Yunchao frowned: "Don't kill compatriots? Don't kill Chinese people? Stick to the bottom line? Awen, didn't the young master tell you, which country doesn't have a few bad guys? Just kill them. That's called eliminating harm for the people."

"Master, you have misunderstood." Jianjian bodyguard lit a cigarette and said calmly. "I'm not saying that I don't kill Chinese people out of consideration for fellow countrymen. As you said, which country doesn't have a few bad guys? In fact, it's not like I haven't killed Chinese people overseas who were stabbed a thousand times."

"Then what are you talking about with me here?" Shen Yunchao said displeased.

"I don't take action in China, mainly because I don't dare..."

Shen Yunzhao glanced at Awen sideways: "China's laws are indeed a bit strict, and the national defense system has indeed reached a level where no one can pick up lost things on the road..."

After a pause, Shen Yunchao frowned and said, "But it's not like even a boss of your level is trembling, right?"

The steady bodyguard grinned: "Master, you don't understand, people like us have a knife hanging above our heads."

"What knife?" Shen Yunchao was stunned.

"Bei Mang Dao."

Chen Yunchao took a breath and clicked his tongue: "Has the Beimang Army reached this level overseas?"

Jian Jian bodyguard grinned and said, "It's definitely more scary than in China."

"General Zhang has died in the battle, but he still has such terrifying deterrence?" Shen Yunchao asked.

"General Zhang is not dead! He will always live in my heart!"

The steady bodyguard straightened his back and looked solemn.

Shen Yunchao raised his head and looked in the direction of the statue of General Zhang: "Damn it, if General Zhang is still alive, I really want to have a drink with him!"

……

Zhang Ruoyu rushed to Han's house carrying several bags of barbecue.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard Master Hu bragging to Mrs. Han.

"Mr. Han, it's impossible that you don't know what the situation is in Yanjing. Not to mention that your favorite protégé is in jail. Even if he comes out, what's the use? It's been 20 years, and the world has changed a long time ago."

When Mrs. Han saw Zhang Ruoyu, she immediately stood up to greet him: "So many? How can we finish eating?"

Master Hu frowned and glanced at the barbecue in Zhang Ruoyu's hand.

He has not had the barbecue in Binhai for more than 20 years, and it is a must-have...

"If you throw it away before you finish eating it, who else can take advantage of it?"

Zhang Ruoyu opened the bag, and the fragrance filled the air. He placed two more cups and poured them on the table: "Here, let's make one first."

He directly ignored Mr. Tiger, who had the mountains at his back and was as angry as a tiger.

Old Mrs. Han smiled like a fool, took a sip of the table, rolled her waist, and said with her mouth shut: "Master Hu, I'm going to be my supporter, what do you say?"

"I'm waiting for my nephew to call back." Mr. Hu said firmly. "You eat what you have and don't worry about me."

"Don't wait, he won't call you."

Without raising his head, Zhang Ruoyu helped the old lady take off the skewers and put them on the plate so that the old lady could eat more easily.

"Oh?" Master Hu narrowed his eyes slightly. "Have you met my nephew?"

"I saw it." Zhang Ruoyu pursed his lips and said. "He's pretty crazy, he's a tough guy."

Master Hu raised his eyebrows and said, "My nephew is famous for his bad temper."

"Are you quite proud?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyes and glanced at Master Hu.

"The essence of a bad temper is great ability." Mr. Hu's eyes were cold. "If my nephew offends you, please don't take offense. He has this temper and can't change it."

Zhang Ruoyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at Mrs. Han: "I'm just going to say that he looks like a big fool, right? He has to let me do it, okay? How do you think I should accept his words?"

Mrs. Han covered her mouth and snickered, but did not talk back to Brother Zhang.

As long as people come, she doesn't care about anything else.

After masturbating and drinking, she still had to take a beauty sleep.

When Master Hu saw this, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhang Ruoyu, right?"

"I've heard of you and know you have some connections."

"But no matter how great your background is and how strong your connections are, you are nothing in front of me tonight."

"If you don't believe it, show all your connections tonight, including your father who is hiding in prison. You can also shout out and let's fight for background and backing."

Mr. Tiger stood up slowly and said majestically, "See if I'm afraid of him."

Zhang Ruoyu poured a cup for the little old lady and said calmly: "My aunt has taught me since I was a child that asking for help from others is better than asking for yourself. So I have no backing and no background."

"Even if there is one, from an institutional perspective, it should not be as big as mine."

After Zhang Ruoyu said that, he took out a Beimang work ID card with his photo on it from his pocket and said calmly: "I have only one request. After you read the ID card, please don't unjustly accuse me of giving false evidence. Seriously, I will even deal with you." I have no interest at all.”

A lot of people in Binhai knew his identity.

A man from the capital can make Binhai undefended tonight, He Jing's uncle.

He actually came here without even knowing his identity.

How serious is the internal friction in their team?How big does the information gap have to be?