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

Those documents that symbolized supreme privileges whenever picked up clattered to the ground.

Mr. Li's pupils shrank and his whole body trembled violently.

He knew that Zhang Xiangbei took out these documents, which basically meant that China's national and family laws could not control him.

kill?

He has been in Beimang for ten years, but he has still killed few people?

Mr. Li looked angry and shocked.

Over the years, the mountain has often entertained the powerful men who control the situation below.

Even Brother No. 1 from Beimang twenty years ago had to follow the rules and be honest when he went up the mountain.

The gentlemen on the mountain are used to being arrogant and arrogant.

I feel like everyone in the world has to pout, lie down, and act like a dog when they see them.

Because this world was conquered by their relatives and elders.

They have this power and deserve to enjoy the Ancestral Temple.

"Amitabha…"

The old monk clasped his hands together, trying to smooth things over.

"Shut up." Zhang Xiangbei glanced at the old monk coldly, raised his gun and pointed it. "Go and recite sutras to your two beloved disciples."

"Ah?" The corners of the old monk's mouth twitched, his face full of horror.

The young disciple was shot dead just now while he was chanting sutras without any precautions...

"You don't want to?" A flash of anger flashed in Zhang Xiangbei's dark eyes.

"I go."

The old monk's heart skipped a beat, and he ran towards the coffin with his cassock in hand.

But before leaving, he took a timid glance at Mr. Li.

Master Li, Master Li, please don’t provoke this benefactor again. Why would he dare to kill people in public...

Just kill him. As a master, I don’t mind. What do you mind? I really don’t need you to seek justice.

At the solemn funeral scene, the professional chanting of the old monk rang out.

Zhang Xiangbei looked back at Mr. Li and said calmly: "How about I host the memorial service first?"

Mr. Li took a deep breath and almost ran away.

Several old friends of Master Li nearby also almost broke through.

This guy named Zhang is really inappropriate...

After all the trouble, are you still thinking about Old Man Li's two sons?

"Can you still take charge?" Mr. Li asked. "Why don't you check everyone's attitude first?"

"It was your son who died, not theirs." Zhang Xiangbei frowned and changed the subject. "Why should I care about their attitude?"

Master Li's body, which was leaning on a cane, was shaking like a sieve like his mother was having a spasm.

"Zhang Xiangbei, are you really not afraid that I will beat you into a hornet's nest with just one order?" Mr. Li glared at Zhang Xiangbei.

His eyes were red, and he was so excited that he almost spurted blood.

Zhang Xiangbei was stunned and asked: "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Before Mr. Li could speak, Zhang Xiangbei shook his head lightly: "Forget it, I'll tell you everything."

"Of course I'm afraid of lies, but I bet there are no bullets in your gun."

"The truth."

Zhang Xiangbei's eyes darkened and he looked around: "Xiao Li, do you know that I, Zhang Xiangbei, am going to die in your Li family? What will happen to you? What will happen to those relatives and friends who came to flatter you today?" "

Zhang Xiangbei lifted a candle next to the coffin, tilted his head and lit a cigarette, and said indifferently: "This generation of leadership in Beimang was appointed by me."

"I have also made arrangements for the next generation of leadership in Beimang."

"The three major hospitals are very supportive of my work, and the brother departments at the foot of the mountain also appreciate my vision and talent."

"Oh, right."

Zhang Xiangbei raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Li: "My father's old brothers also give me a lot of face."

"I want money, people, power, and face."

Zhang Xiangbei raised his hand and poked Mr. Li's chest: "Are you threatening me? Who the hell are you?"

Mr. Li said in a trembling voice: "Zhang Xiangbei, you want to rebel!?"

"Rebellion?" Zhang Xiangbei's dark eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Whose rebellion am I rebelling against? My own rebellion?"

"Are you in charge at the foot of the mountain?"

in the crowd.

You Yun twitched the corner of her mouth and clasped the palm of the beauty's hand: "Daddy, General Zhang is so powerful at the foot of the mountain?"

Youwu also twitched the corner of her mouth: "The words sound a bit deviant and contrary to Tiangang, but the words are rough but not rough."

"At the foot of the mountain, General Zhang, who slept next to you last night, is indeed a bit like an arrow piercing the clouds and thousands of troops coming to meet him."

You Yunqingtao opened her little mouth, regretting that her intestines were blue.

It's not impossible to be a noble concubine. Can't the father of a noble concubine also be called the father of the country?

"Namo Amitabha…"

The old monk clasped his hands together and finished praying for the souls of his two beloved disciples.

I was about to turn around and ask if there was nothing wrong. I would go back to the temple first. I haven’t finished reciting the morning sutra this morning...

boom!

The old monk's head was exploded.

He fell into a pool of blood with a stiff expression, regret and unwillingness.

Mr. Li didn't provoke him either...

What is this for?

You kid is so unpredictable, isn't he?

If you kill people easily, Buddha will punish you...

This shot was fired while standing next to Mr. Li.

"You..." Mr. Li was furious.

The crowd also burst into roars.

"I'll give you a minute to recall twenty years ago."

Zhang Xiangbei spat out thick smoke, and his face was full of anger: "Those eight thousand Beimang dead souls who were buried in the battlefields in the outer regions, and those present, whoever participated in it, committed the most heinous crimes."

Zhang Xiangbei changed a magazine with a practiced and calm movement: "I forgot to tell you that I am hosting a memorial service in Beimang, and usually I find someone to bury with me first."