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

Inside a depressing and damp prison.

Zhang Dazhi was holding a knife in his hand, squatting in front of the white-haired man, with a cigarette in his mouth and a sinister expression.

"My daughter wants to avenge her mother." The man grinned with a ferocious smile. "What do you want from me?"

Zhang Dazhi blew out thick smoke and glanced at the man indifferently.

"I'm in a bad mood and want to chop you up." Zhang Dazhi asked. "do you have any opinion?"

"I've been holding it in for twenty years." The man's smile became more distorted. "Can't you hold back this last shiver?"

Zhang Dazhi stared at the man coldly for a long time, and then he suddenly said: "I don't know why you can still laugh."

"Because I'm in a good mood." The man flipped the white hair from his forehead and said with a sly smile. "The more I see you looking anxious, the happier I am."

"Afraid?" Zhang Dazhi asked. "How did you see that I was anxious?"

"Your daughter-in-law is going to be killed by my daughter, and Queen Ma might not be able to escape," the man said ferociously. "Why aren't you anxious?"

"Oh." Zhang Dazhi flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said calmly. "Do you think I was anxious when I made this call just now? Was I worried about my daughter-in-law, my daughter-in-law's safety?"

"Otherwise?" The man smiled strangely.

"I made this call mainly for show. I don't want my son to think that as my father, I can't help him at all and instead cause him trouble." Zhang Dazhi put out the cigarette in his hand and said with squinted eyes. . "My main concern is that my son is angry with me."

The man frowned, narrowed his eyes and asked, "As an old man, are you afraid that your son will be angry?"

"Afraid." Zhang Dazhi shrugged matter-of-factly. "You don't understand him, I don't blame you."

"But I will tell you exactly what happened in Binhai tonight."

"You seem to have a lot of confidence in your son?"

The man leaned against the cold wall and said calmly.

"It's not bad." Zhang Dazhi continued his second cigarette and said with narrowed eyes. "Anyway, over the years, he has never let anyone down. Of course, including me."

"My daughter has never let me down." The man moved his shackles and wrote lightly. "I heard from Xiaoye before that she was doing well outside."

"What a coincidence."

Zhang Dazhi grinned instead: "My son is doing well outside."

……

The driver standing by the window kept staring at Zhang Ruoyu in the snow.

At first, he wondered why Binhai didn't respond at all, and no one came except Zhang Ruoyu.

Now, he probably understands.

Zhang Ruoyu doesn't need anyone's help.

Seeing the group of people who had followed the boss outside, they all fell in a pool of blood in strange postures and fell at Zhang Ruoyu's feet.

The driver looked back at the eight close guards of the eldest lady, with a look of vigilance in his eyes: "Cheer up."

The eight strong men, whose comprehensive strength reached Yuan Mei's level, looked down in awe.

Zhang Xiangbei is indeed Zhang Xiangbei.

Although they didn't watch it, they knew how terrifying the legendary God of War was that could make the leader so nervous.

Xia Yunzhu just glanced at the driver and knew that the subsequent development was exactly as she expected.

The group of powerful men who claimed to be comparable to Beimang's Eighteen Riders could not stop Zhang Xiangbei at all.

Not even that much time was gained.

Han Jiangxue put down her hands and glanced at Xia Yunzhu, who was slowly sitting opposite: "Is it over?"

Xia Yunzhu frowned and said nothing.

"It's a bit fast."

Han Jiangxue pursed her lips, but her hands on her legs were sweating nervously.

Looking at Han Jiangxue's posture, Xia Yunzhu hated this coastal snake and scorpion queen even more.

A hint of sullenness appeared on his usually elegant face: "Do you think he can save you?"

"Do you think he will let you go?" Han Jiangxue narrowed her eyes, her face filled with ice. "He told me that once."

"He can protect you, or he can kill you."

Xia Yunzhu's eyes darkened, and the eight close guards around him quickly took action.

It wasn't Han Jiangxue who stimulated them.

Instead, the door of the villa was pushed open.

When Zhang Ruoyu entered the house, he was covered in blood.

Can't tell whose it belongs to, but it's definitely not his.

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Jiangxue with his deep eyes, from top to bottom, from left to back.

After confirming that Han Jiangxue didn't have any injuries on his body.

He, who had just gone on a killing spree, restrained his murderous intent.

Dragging a chair, he sat down a few meters away from Xia Yunzhu: "The rule maker of the game."

"Tell me, how do you want to play this game?"

Xia Yunzhu felt mocked and offended when he listened to Zhang Ruoyu's deep and cold voice.

He was in a rather unhappy mood: "General Zhang, irritating me will not do you any good."

The driver and eight close guards all stopped in front of Zhang Ruoyu.

It was not difficult for her to kill Han Jiangxue in front of Zhang Xiangbei.

The difficulty is how she survives.

"You have a bit of a double standard."

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and leaned back on the chair lazily and wantonly.

There was an extremely strong sense of oppression permeating the whole body, and every move exuded the bloodthirsty and vicious aura of a beast.

"What good can you gain by irritating me?" Zhang Ruoyu asked. "I think you did it very professionally."

"Then tell me something useful." Xia Yunzhu took a sip of his coffee and stared at Zhang Ruoyu, who was covered in blood and looked like a devil in hell. "Ask your father to release my father early, and I will release your wife."

"The feud between the two families will be wiped out from now on."

When Zhang Ruoyu heard this, his body that was leaning back suddenly leaned forward, and his beast-like eyes stared coldly at Xia Yunzhu.

In just a moment, Xia Yunzhu felt his heart beating like thunder, and an extremely terrifying sense of oppression swept over him.

"Do I really look that easy to talk to?"

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Tomorrow 3.