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

The Beihai Kingdom War God stared intently at the mysterious man standing in front of him.

He should be wearing Beimang military uniform, but he is not the main force of Beimang.

Under the cover of night, the man's face was covered with paint, making it even harder to see his face clearly.

But the surging and terrifying aura on the man's body made the Beihai Kingdom's war god tremble.

He involuntarily took a few steps back to keep his distance.

Of course, that flashy coercion is just one of them.

What really made Beihai Kingdom's God of War uneasy was that this mysterious man casually stabbed to death his fellow God of War who had returned with him.

The terrifying strength of this mysterious man is definitely among the best even in Beimang, where there are many heroes!

"Who the hell are you!?"

The Beihai Kingdom's God of War was tense all over, like a wounded beast, bent over, his face full of vigilance.

Wearing Beimang military uniform, but the color of the military uniform is lighter than that of Han Dong and other Beimang elites.

At first glance, it’s not the main force.

"A ten-year veteran of Beimang."

The young man in military uniform said word by word: "Zhang Ruoyu."

Han Dong looked up at his brother-in-law's tall back with trembling eyes, his eyes red.

This was the first time in his life that he saw his brother-in-law on the battlefield.

Although he was seriously injured and covered in blood, it was difficult to even stand on his feet.

But when his brother-in-law introduced himself, he still straightened his back and looked wildly like all Beimang veterans who could still stand up.

"Zhang Ruoyu?" Beihai Kingdom's God of War narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly. "never heard of that."

He just finished speaking.

The coalition forces, like locusts, came from all directions.

The main force led by Gan Daolin came out in full force, full of murderous intent.

A group of veteran war gods from all over the world, who were recharging their energy, led the crowd.

Most of them are returning to the world.

Everyone wants to regain the lost dignity and glory in this military exercise!

This battle must be won!

On the top of the mountain, a figure as strong as an iron tower walked slowly.

There are countless elites behind him, and their huge bodies cover the sky and the sun.

Even from a long distance, you can still feel the power of destroying the world.

The once legendary god of war, Gandaolin, finally appeared after the military exercise continued for a whole day.

"Are you the Beimang cook who led that motley crew to victory?"

The huge body towered in front of the man.

Between his eyebrows, there was both appreciation and disdain: "I have noticed you for a long time. With your tactical skills, even in Beimang, you are at the first-rate level."

"pity."

A cold look flashed in Gan Daolin's eyes: "You met me."

"Don't say it's you, even Beimang Marshal Long Fei is here to supervise the battle."

"You will definitely lose today."

In all directions, the dark coalition forces were like a rainbow, and everyone had a fire hidden in their hearts.

A group of anger that has been pent up for ten years with nowhere to vent.

Gan Daolin, including those veteran gods of war who have decided to come back, will avenge their shame in tonight's decisive battle and push the Beimang army into the abyss!

Zhang Ruoyu turned around and looked at Han Dong, who was covered in bruises and blood.

During the days when he was Han Dong's brother-in-law in Binhai, this boy obeyed his words and respected him more than his biological father.

"Didn't your sister tell you? You were wronged in Beimang, so mention my name to help."

Zhang Ruoyu looked Han Dong up and down. This boy was as stubborn as his sister, and they both perfectly inherited Mrs. Han's temperament.

Han Dong was trembling all over and gritted his teeth and said, "No one dares to make me suffer."

"You were almost beaten to death, and you haven't been wronged yet?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned, with a chilling aura filling his body. "Xiao Dong, do you look down on your brother-in-law, thinking that he only has a strong relationship in Beimang and can't protect him in the outside world?"

Han Dong shook his head heavily, his eyes red.

But Gandaolin, who was standing not far away, suddenly said in a deep voice: "I will answer you for your brother-in-law."

"You really can't protect me in front of me."

"Don't talk about you, even Beimang Marshal Long Fei can't protect you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand, summoned two Beimang veterans, and took Han Dong aside to rest.

But before helping Han Dong, the two Beimang veterans saluted the God in their hearts in an unusually standard manner.

Some people just look ordinary and think they are ordinary.

But once they stand on the battlefield where they are best, they shine brightly in an instant.

This scene made Gan Daolin frown deeply.

The group of veteran war gods with high morale were also a little surprised.

They have been dealing with Beimang all their lives, and they have been studying Beimang their whole lives.

They knew that Beimang was famous for being a rough-and-tumble man.

They know that Beimang is the most evil disciplinary force in the world.

A leader is not like a leader, and a soldier is not like a soldier.

Maybe it was just a cook who met the senior general of Beimang, and his service was not very attentive. He just got over with a bowl of rice and a plate of pickled vegetables.

But if they really meet someone they admire and respect, even if they are just a cook, they can prepare eight dishes and one soup.

The mysterious young man in front of him was obviously the one that these Beimang elites were extremely in awe of.

Even if the military uniforms they wear are not high enough, they can still make these Beimang veterans stomp their feet and salute.

Zhang Ruoyu?

Gandalin's mind was spinning rapidly.

I've never heard of this name.

Except for that man, no one in the senior management of Beimang has the surname Zhang!

"The whole army is ready!"

Gan Daolin suddenly raised his hand, intending to deliver a devastating blow to this Beimang detachment.

And this is the real beginning of this joint military exercise!

Zhang Ruoyu turned around and took two steps forward.

A ray of cold moonlight reflected on his three-dimensional face.

This is a man with erect features and thin lips.

Even though his face was covered with paint, it was hard to conceal his majesty.

At a certain moment, when Gandaolin's eyes met.

His heart suddenly trembled involuntarily.

A familiar fear suddenly emerged throughout his body.

The man raised his hand and wiped the paint off his face.

A face that seemed ordinary but was as majestic as a god came into Gandaolin's eyes.