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

The beauty suddenly looked back.

That man is under dim lights...

Although he is very old and has to use a cane to walk, his eyes are scary and his temperament is outstanding.

Over the years in the mountains, the beauty was used to seeing his expression. Every time she passed Daddy's statue, she secretly sulked in her heart.

Couldn't you have worked harder while you were alive?

Wouldn't it be okay to fight a few more hard-fought battles to protect the country with a narrow chance of death?

Sooner or later, you have to die on the battlefield, sacrifice your life for your country, and work for the welfare of future generations, isn't it okay?

"Coming?"

The beauty stood up with her butt stuck out, rubbed her big rough hands, and said naively: "I'm here without even saying hello. I'll arrange some hard dishes for you. Sit down quickly."

Mr. Li had a cold look on his face, leaning on his crutches with both hands and said, "I'm afraid you'll poison me to death."

The beauty covered her mouth and laughed in secret, her eyes filled with wrinkles: "Look at what you said, even if I poison my daughter, I wouldn't dare poison you. You are so funny."

How could Mr. Li not know what these shady Zhongdeng were talking about behind his back?

He just didn't bother to pursue it.

He poked his crutch and raised his voice: "My son will be buried tomorrow morning. Are you free to come over?"

The beauty was stunned and immediately expressed her stance: "Go! Of course!"

The beauty shed tears instantly and said in a trembling voice: "The two young masters and I are sworn brothers who have chopped off chicken heads and burned yellow paper!"

After saying that, he blew his nose again, gritted his teeth and said, "Not only am I going, I also have to carry the coffin myself!"

You Yun twitched the corner of her mouth.

This pissing person is the daddy she is familiar with. The cocky look just now was too abstract...

There were eight men standing behind Mr. Li. They were different from the fully armed soldiers before. They all had sinister expressions and cold eyes. They all stared at Zhang Xiangbei who was sitting at the dining table eating.

They had all heard about this man, the newly created god of the Chinese military. They heard that he was a man of great talent and beauty, with his talent and military prowess.

They don't care about anything else, whether they can lead troops to fight, or whether they can strategize in the political world, it doesn't match their attributes.

What really interested them was that they heard that Zhang Xiangbei, the Beimang legend, was very good at fighting.

The old gang from the Third Courtyard and the strong men with kidney deficiency from the Mingdao Sect couldn't withstand his beatings.

Based on this calculation, Zhang Xiangbei can indeed be regarded as capable of fighting, at least better than his father.

"What about you?"

Mr. Li's cold eyes stared intently at Zhang Xiangbei's broad back: "Are you coming?"

"I have all the money, can I not come?" Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of the table and took a bite of the pheasant leg. It was so delicious.

Mr. Li nodded slightly, his resentful eyes unable to move away from Zhang Xiangbei: "I will save a seat for you."

"It's best to reserve the chief seat." Zhang Xiangbei spat out the chicken bones in his mouth and looked back at Master Li. "I often host memorial services for fallen soldiers in Beimang. I have rich experience in this aspect."

"You give me two bucks afterwards, and I won't kill you."

You Yun Cherry's small mouth opened into a bloody mouth.

The beauty's twitching face was covered in powder.

This general is so damn awesome.

I fucked a man's son to death and wanted to host a memorial service to have sex with him.

No wonder Beimang has such a bad atmosphere in recent years. They are like fucking bandits, plucking their feathers...

Those old foxes from the Third Courtyard have been slaughtered a lot over the years, right?

"I'm waiting for you."

Mr. Li waved his hand slightly, waved away the eight tough men behind him who were about to move, and turned to leave the You family.

"Master Li, please slow down!" Youwu walked out of the door in person, very politely.

When he returned to the house, he said with worry: "General Zhang, you can't go tomorrow!"

Zhang Ruoyu asked, "Why?"

"This old guy doesn't dare to touch you upright, but privately, he will never give up." Youwu analyzed reasonably.

"Then based on your understanding of him, how will he deal with me?" Zhang Ruoyu asked casually.

The beauty looked solemn. After thinking for a long time, he analyzed rationally: "I suspect he will poison the food!"

puff!

You Yun was about to take a sip of juice to calm down her shock, but her father broke her guard on the spot.

"Dad!" You Yun complained with a squeak. "What are you doing?"

"Analyze Old Man Li's clumsy behavior." The beauty said seriously. "You kid squirted in my face, no matter how big or small, so General Zhang could see the joke."

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "It's okay, I won't eat their food tomorrow."

The beauty shook her head slightly and said calmly: "In addition to poisoning the food, Old Man Li may also throw a glass of wine into his mouth."

After a pause, Youwu continued: "Most of the people attending the funeral are old man Li's sweethearts, although there are a few who have a good relationship with me. But they are outnumbered, and my few sweethearts are also outnumbered, so it is difficult to compete."

Zhang Ruoyu took a deep look at the beauty: "Why do you want to help me?"

You Yun was also puzzled.

Usually this old guy is not so generous.

He runs faster than anyone else when something happens, and he is more filial to Master Li than his grandfather, which is strange.

When the beauty heard this, her face straightened.

He raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and beat his chest hard. Then he tilted it slightly and pointed his index finger at Zhang Xiangbei: "Because you are my brother's son."