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

After getting up and washing up, Zhang Ruoyu randomly picked out a handsome custom-made suit and put it on, a gift from Xuebao.

Just after leaving the room, Brother Lin, wearing a white suit and white gloves, stood in front of the dining table with a charming smile and stretched out a hand: "Brother Zhang, please have a meal."

Brother Zhang raised his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up: "Elegant."

Then, under the service of Brother Lin, we had a nondescript breakfast of Chinese and Western hybrids.

"Brother Zhang, the four unparalleled war gods jointly invited you to have lunch at noon. They said they wanted to talk to you about the country and the country."

"General Long, the young commander of Beimang, please go to his house to have hot pot tonight. The first lady of Beimang, General Ning Zi, will personally accompany you and promise to make the sauce for you personally."

Brother Lin handed over a cup of freshly ground coffee and said in a very London tone: "In the afternoon, if Brother Zhang can spare some time, my old man would like to treat you to a cup of rich afternoon tea. Of course, whether you can go or not depends on Zhang." Brother’s mood, grandpa’s main idea is to be submissive.”

Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of the bitter coffee and clicked his tongue: "Is there any more?"

Brother Lin was stunned for a moment, and then he said elegantly: "There are a few new stores opened in Xicheng. I have explored the road and there are eight foreign horses..."

Brother Zhang frowned and his eyes darkened: "The climate in Yanjing is dry and I get a little angry, so I won't eat Long Fei's hot pot."

"Understood." Brother Lin nodded and grinned gracefully.

The two walked out of the courtyard. Brother Lin trotted to open the door for Brother Zhang and asked, "Brother Zhang, where are you going?"

"Hospital." Zhang Ruoyu rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.

Brother Lin's expression darkened and he asked suspiciously, "Are you really that angry?"

Brother Zhang twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Do you think you are very humorous?"

Brother Lin retracted his neck and focused on driving.

……

The hospital where Xiahou recuperated was hand-picked within the walls.

Inside and outside, they were all Yanjing garrison troops.

But early this morning, genius dawned, and the garrison was secretly replaced and all were transferred.

A group of secret troops were replaced who did not obey orders.

Hospital corridor.

The Eighteen Cavalrymen of Beimang were in full formation and were under great pressure.

In the ward.

Xiahou's face turned green from sleep, but he was forced to drink several pots of coffee and Red Bull by Brother Dazhi, who was so excited that he wanted to die.

Brother Dazhi was lying beside the bed, playing various official videos and promotional materials about Zhang Xiangbei on his mobile phone.

Pressing Xiahou's head, he forced him to understand his son's glorious career.

"What should I say? Do you understand the classic battles my son fought that have been included in the military textbooks? Are you convinced?" Brother Dazhi was holding a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes were red.

"Submit!" Xiahou said with a twitching face. "I'm going to fucking die!"

Just because he was asleep, he didn't hear Zhang Dazhi bragging about his son's heroic deeds.

The old dog pressed his head hard and taught him Zhang Xiangbei's legendary deeds all night long.

It sounds quite exciting from the beginning, and I think Brother Dazhi’s son is really good at it.

But after hearing it too much, it’s just that.

Who the hell hasn't had a few tough fights?

Who the hell shows off to death like you do?

Snapped!

Brother Dazhi slapped Mao Xiahou on the face, and his mouth was twisted: "What the hell is your attitude? Are you disrespectful to General Zhang? Are you going to put aside this yin and yang weird General Zhang?"

"No!" Xia Hou's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth. "I'm really convinced!"

Compared with Zhang Xiangbei, Xiahou at this moment is more convinced by Brother Dazhi.

This old dog is a real fucking beast.

How injured am I? Do you have to light a lamp and boil oil while you brag about your son's heroic deeds?

"You won't tell me yet?" Brother Dazhi said in a pretentious manner. "Believe it or not, I asked my son to come out?"

"If General Zhang takes action, he can kill you with just one middle finger!"

Xiahou's eyelids drooped, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you have the guts, kill me, and then go to the commander-in-chief of Beimang, just to play dirty?"

"I also want to be decent, but you are so mean." Brother Dazhi exhaled thick smoke and said with a fierce look. "You told me earlier, we just laughed it off twenty years ago, why is it so embarrassing?"

Xia Hou took a deep breath of air-conditioning, feeling his cerebral cortex jumping wildly and his heart twitching.

If I continue like this, I'm really going to die suddenly.

Xiahou closed his eyes in pain, but was immediately forcefully opened by Brother Dazhi: "No sleep allowed."

Xiahou rolled his eyes, refusing to reveal his dark eyeballs. Even the slightest bright light made Xiahou burst into tears.

"The surname is Zhang."

Xia Hou was trembling all over and gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

Snapped!

Brother Dazhi flicked his wrist and smashed all of Xiahou's teeth with one punch, stopping Xiahou from biting his tongue.

"Want to die? It's not that easy!"

Brother Dazhi's face was cold and cold, like a bloodthirsty perverted villain: "Even if the King of Heaven comes today, you will still be alive!"

"I...fuck...you...mom!"

Xiahou's mouth was filled with blood and his expression was ferocious.

This old dog was quite restrained in his actions in prison, at least he avoided the vital points.

It's so damn shameful to do this in a hospital.

There was no consideration at all whether the hospital could save him or not.

Is there any reincarnation of Hua Tuo?

bang bang.

There was a knock on the door, and Jiang Ling poked his head in with a panic face: "Brother, Mrs. Xia is here with a group of people, and we can't stop them. Please clean up quickly, this is so embarrassing for the old lady to see."

Brother Dazhi's expression changed, he glanced at the inhuman Xia Hou, frowned and said, "How the hell are you going to deal with this?"

He said that he hurriedly pulled a few bloody rotten teeth from the bed into the trash can and cleaned up the crime scene.