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

The phone hasn't hung up yet.

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

"Is this why eight big sedan chairs didn't carry you in?"

The old voice sounded slowly, with complicated emotions.

"You don't have to force me to give you more value just to set yourself up." Zhang Xiangbei said calmly. "I killed him just because he wanted to kill me and I was acting in self-defense."

The old voice sounded again: "I understand. If I have to choose between you and him, of course I will choose you."

"Your contribution is much greater than his."

After a moment of silence, the old voice sounded again: "Since you have been involved in your father's incident, I can tell you the whole cause and effect of the whole incident. Everything can be discussed. An incident like today has too much impact. Nasty, unnecessary.”

"No need." Zhang Xiangbei shook his head. "I'm not interested in."

"What he wants to do is his business. I am only responsible for helping him find out."

The old voice suddenly had some ups and downs: "Then how far will you go to cover for him?"

"It's so hard that I can't do it anymore," Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Then you are going to take care of it to the end?" the old voice asked excitedly.

Zhang Xiangbei said calmly: "Look at you jumping over the wall in such a hurry, are you also an accomplice?"

"of course not."

The old voice said with justice and dignity: "I relied on hard power to reach the top!"

"Bye."

Zhang Xiangbei hung up the phone without complaining.

After listening to his son's phone call, Brother Dazhi took a deep breath from his cigarette and said, "I don't agree with what he said. It's so handsome. When I recalled that I was in power, I rarely said such golden words."

"Stop licking it. While your son is here, you should be busy with your business. After you are done, go home and have dinner." Empress Ma stood up and walked towards her son who was covered in blood with a cigarette in her mouth.

His eyes were filled with distress.

Over the years, this child has not benefited from his parents. Instead, he has been implicated by his parents and has to support them at every turn.

Think about it, it's really not worth it for him.

But Queen Ma didn't dare to say anything, let alone encourage her son.

The palms and backs of these hands are full of flesh. Others can't handle Lao Zhang's affairs.

I can only wrong my son, and at least I punish myself with three glasses of wine at the family banquet...

"You saw it too." Brother Dazhi held a cigarette in his mouth and glanced sideways at Xiao Guhai. "With my son's support, I can do whatever I want in the backyard. Can you stop me?"

"I won't stop him, I won't stop him anymore." Xiao Guhai twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Say it." Brother Dazhi said with narrowed eyes. "Who is it? My son's hands are feeling hot. He wants to chop you up when he turns around. It won't end well."

Xiao Guhai pursed his lips and his eyes drifted in one direction: "The person you are looking for is in the third courtyard."

"Grass!"

Brother Dazhi had already guessed it.

But Brother Dazhi would rather not.

Otherwise, Brother Dazhi will continue to cause trouble for his son.

Brother Dazhi couldn't bear it.

"Give me a message." Brother Dazhi said decisively. "I will never give up!"

Xiao Guhai exhaled a turbid breath and said complicatedly: "Aren't you afraid of injuring General Zhang?"

"He is also idle when he is idle." Brother Dazhi said confidently. "It is only right for a son to be filial to me!"

"General Zhang is really unlucky for eight lifetimes, and it's a father like you." Xiao Guhai glared at Brother Dazhi.

"My son is willing to spoil me, can you take care of me?" Brother Dazhi patted his butt and stood up, with a cigarette in his mouth, his hands in his pockets, and walked towards his wife and son.

Over there.

The son and his wife were doing the same thing, smoking cigarettes, digging into their pockets with both hands, rubbing their toes on the ground, and talking about social issues.

"what's the topic?"

Brother Dazhi walked forward with a face full of gossip.

"We should have taken our son to live in the prison at the beginning. It's not that there is no empty prison cell, and it's not that there are no schools nearby. There is a special car from the prison to go to and from school. When we go home at night, we can watch Journey to the West while eating. Aren't your days quite moist?" Queen Ma said with regret on her face.

Hearing this, Brother Dazhi became angry and said, "Fart! What kind of life do people live in that way? If you can't speak, shut your fucking mouth!"

Queen Ma was stunned.

When I think about Lao Zhang's twenty years of trouble, he has indeed suffered a bit. Even the couple can't bear it. They can't help but hang their heads and don't dare to push.

Zhang Ruoyu frowned, pushed away Brother Dazhi who was yelling at Queen Ma, and said coldly: "Who are you scolding?"

The exhausted Brother Dazhi was pushed and staggered. His face changed slightly. He glanced at his son and then at his wife who was pretending to be aggrieved. He gritted his teeth and said, "I curse myself! I am not a human being!"

Queen Ma's face was filled with pride.

It's good to have my son to support me.

This old ghost has his son to protect him no matter what he wants to do. He must be so beautiful, right?

It's just a bit of a waste for my son. Look at all the blood...

"Go home and eat."

Zhang Ruoyu turned around, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly, holding a cigarette, and digging into his pockets with both hands. He looked exactly like Brother Dazhi and Queen Ma.

The three of them walked side by side. When they arrived at the door of the Xiao family compound, because all three of them had their hands in their pockets and did not want to affect their appearance, they all opened the door with their hands. In unison, they all raised their legs and kicked open the door. A bloody scene appeared in front of them. In front of everyone.

At this moment, both Brother Dazhi and Queen Ma could swear that it must be the most glorious moment in their lives.