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

When Xiahou heard this, he stood up from the ground.

The huge body stood in front of Ye Zhengting like a mountain.

The thick arm grabbed Ye Zhengting's collar, his eyes were like lightning, and his whole body was full of momentum: "Why don't you dare!?"

Ye Zhengting was sweating profusely.

At meters tall, he was like a little rookie who was forcibly pulled up by Xia Hou.

"I don't dare, I just don't dare."

Although Ye Zhengting was mentioned undignified by Xia Hou, his mood was very stable.

"I'll support you."

Xia Hou was categorical.

"You can't hold it back." Ye Zhengting muttered at the corners of his lips.

"fart!"

Xia Hou roared: "The first fucking day you met me?"

"This is not the first day I have met Xiao Zhang..."

Ye Zhengting took a deep breath.

"waste!"

Xiahou was furious.

Throw Ye Zhengting out.

The latter made a pirouette in the air and landed firmly.

He also took the time to tidy up his messy collar.

Xiahou held his head high and looked directly at Zhang Ruoyu fiercely.

The bones all over his body crackled.

He saw it.

Both Ye Zhengting and the group of old subordinates who were loyal to him were very afraid of Zhang Ruoyu.

If you don't come up with something hard, it will be difficult to convince the public.

It is difficult for these old guys to regain confidence in themselves.

"Ever heard of a saying?"

Xia Hou twisted his muscles and bones and walked towards Zhang Ruoyu angrily: "Jiang, you are still spicy with age."

Whoosh!

Xia Hou strode forward and approached Zhang Ruoyu.

A fierce look flashed in Long Fei's eyes, and his short but strong body was about to step forward. Qin Huan put his arm around his shoulders and said with narrowed eyes: "Da Fei, what are you doing? Pay attention to your quality."

After saying that, Qin Huan pushed aside Long Fei, who was a head shorter than him, and walked forward.

He looked at the white-haired Xiahou provocatively and said with a shrug, "Beimang Qin Huan, Lao Deng, tell me your name."

"Qin Huan?" Xia Hou said in a low voice. "Your father, Qin Hanshan, was half of my younger brother back then."

"In two years, he will also be my little brother."

Qin Huan kicked his foot, like a sharp arrow, whizzing towards him: "Are you pretending to be your mother?"

boom!

Qin Huan swung his fist cleanly and hit Xiahou on the head.

The movements are fierce and the breath is calm.

Snapped!

Xiahou stretched out his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and slapped it away.

He exerted force under his feet, like a wild beast, and slammed into Qin Huan.

Iron fists collided and finger bones exploded.

Qin Huan, who was known as a good warrior in Beimang, felt half of his body numb.

Blood dripped from his fingers, and his eyes looked horrified.

This old guy is so damn brave!

Qin Huan cheered up and fought again.

However, after several fierce attacks in succession, Xiahou was able to withstand them all.

boom!

Xiahou raised his arm, and the iron fist as big as a bowl slammed into Qin Huan.

Qin Huan didn't give up and took the punch hard.

But his body was in turmoil, and his face turned pale.

His throat was rolling.

"Good luck."

Qin Huan grinned and swallowed the blood that was about to spurt out.

His arms were shaking, and he tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Ruoyu: "Brother, it turns out those old guys are really capable of fighting."

When everyone heard this, they started making noises.

Xiahou's group of old subordinates took two steps forward, raised their chests and raised their heads, showing off their power.

What's going on?

The little boys went out to find out. General Xiahou had won several military martial arts championships back then, and was famous for being able to defeat a hundred with one.

You really fucking think no one can cure you?

Today I will let you little brats know what it means to be strong and strong!

"Mr. Xia is mighty!"

A certain core veteran subordinate who had been severely beaten by Beimang cheered loudly.

The scene was full of joy and joy, and it was almost time for the Chinese New Year.

Xia Hou raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Ruoyu: "Come here."

After saying that, with a flick of his wrist, he pointed to Brother Dazhi, who was standing far away smoking and watching a show: "If you are worried about your son, I don't mind if you two come together."

Brother Dazhi's smoking movement was stagnant.

He opened his mouth again.

Looking at his son, his eyes were a little wandering. He hesitated, shook his head and said, "Forget it."

"I'm really going to fall in love." Brother Dazhi grinned, feeling both proud and a little embarrassed. "My son will worry about me."

Brother Dazhi's outrageous remarks once again focused everyone's attention on Zhang Ruoyu.

Zhang Ruoyu, who was smoking, put out his cigarette and slowly stood up.

Just such a simple yet aggressive action.

Xiahou's old subordinates, who had taken two steps forward proudly, subconsciously took two steps back.

Returned to its previous "neutral" position.

Respect to General Xiahou is true respect.

I am really afraid of Zhang Xiangbei.

A group of powerful bosses like these have no one to fear in their circle, and they are not allowed to go to heaven?

"Did you hear everything?"

Zhang Ruoyu looked around expressionlessly.

Eyes as sharp as hawks passed over the faces of the old guys one by one.

"It's not that I'm bullying the weak, using the big to bully the small."

"He asked me to go there."

Zhang Ruoyu walked towards Xiahou.

A suffocating cold light danced in the unfathomable eyes: "Do you know what it means to break this world?"

"It means that in the field you are most proud of, I have smashed others, and I can also smash you."

"The reason why you can maintain your original intention is that you are so brave."

"It's not about how awesome you are."

"It's just because in the past twenty years, you have been spoiled rotten by my father like a flower in a greenhouse."