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

The regular troops in the yard were a little overwhelmed.

Killing a few monks is indeed beyond their jurisdiction.

But killing a real powerful person like Kou Zhenyun would involve their duties.

No matter, they are too embarrassed to call themselves the Zhenshan Army.

Dozens of heavily armed Zhenshan troops approached Zhang Xiangbei, raised their guns, and aimed at him: "Put down your weapons!"

pat.

Zhang Xiangbei cooperated very well and actually dropped the pistol neatly.

He even raised his hands like a dog.

It seemed that he was afraid of angering the Zhenshan Army and shot him to death indiscriminately.

Seeing Zhang Xiangbei, who was so crazy a second ago that he thought he wanted to kill all the dignitaries in the yard, actually giving him face like this.

The leader of the Zhenshan Army was a little confused and didn't know what to do next.

Complex eyes, looking left and right.

I would like to find a relative with experience in the martial arts industry to refer to and give some advice.

It’s best to be Mr. Li.

This is Mr. Li's territory, and the murder scene also happened in the Li family.

It's impossible to let them, a bunch of small crowds, steal the limelight from Mr. Li, right?

The group of mountain residents who came to burn incense and watch the fun also looked at Mr. Li expectantly.

They were all stepped on the coffin, pooped and peed on, and bullied to the top of their heads.

It's impossible to hold your nose and endure it, right?

Anyway, other mountain people would not be able to bear this.

Mr. Li's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand and waved lightly, with the majesty and dominance of a god descending from the earth: "Kill him."

Hearing this, the leader of the Zhenshan Army showed a fierce look in his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "How to kill?"

The scene was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

A chilling atmosphere filled the entire funeral.

Master Li frowned and asked, "Do you want me to teach you?"

"Yes." The leader of Zhenshan Army patiently explained. "Looking back, I have to write a detailed report to explain the whole incident, including the source of the conflict, the motivation of law enforcement, and who ordered the shooting..."

"Mr. Li, there are national laws and regulations in the country. Everything must follow a regulation. It's impossible for me to kill someone for you and take the blame for you if I get hot-headed, right?"

"The 300,000 Bei Mang troops at the foot of the mountain may not dare to touch you, but if they touch me, isn't that just a matter of holding hands with them?"

Mr. Li was stunned.

He glared at the small leader of the Zhenshan Army, Liao Qiying.

"Then will you do it or not?" Mr. Li was angry. If this kid dared to disobey, he would kill Liao Qiying's golden job on the spot!

"Of course!" Liao Qiying said firmly. "But how to do it, what the process is, Mr. Li, you have to tell me something."

"This is not killing chickens and sheep, this is killing people. Even if I kill people without blinking an eye, I still have to seek psychological comfort." Liao Qiying said sophistry.

Mr. Li sneered: "Take out your gun! Pull the trigger on him! It's that simple!"

The surrounding mountain people also started to make noises.

"Listen to Mr. Li, if something happens, Mr. Li will take care of it. What are you afraid of, Xiao Liao?"

The mountain view at a certain family's home is not as good as Mr. Li's second-generation Gonghuodao.

"That's right, my little brother Li has always had his own way of doing things, and he is unpredictable. Once he has made up his mind, even ten cows can't make him change his mind!"

"Do it, Xiao Liao! I have never seen my brother Li suffer such injustice in the mountains!"

The scene was chaotic, with you talking to me and talking to each other.

It was incredible to see You Yun.

"Daddy, I see this posture, Xiao Liao doesn't seem to dare to take action?" You Yun whispered at the corner of her lips. "Could it be that General Zhang's reputation has penetrated into our mountains? It shouldn't be..."

The beauty, who was playing with her cell phone with her head lowered, lit a cigarette and curled her lips and said, "We are famous for our good ideological work in the mountains, so we can let Beimang's unhealthy tendencies drift into the mountains?"

"Then what are Xiao Liao afraid of?" You Yun felt very sympathetic.

My son was fucked and the urn was knocked over. Now he is stepping on the board of his coffin and committing murder at the funeral.

The Bodhisattva is so damn angry, let alone the noble Mr. Li?

If he could bear this, how could he have the shame to be called Brother Li in the future?

"Why is he afraid?" The beauty raised her eyebrows, with a sly smile in her eyes.

"What is that?" You Yun asked.

"It's very scary."

Youwu handed the mobile phone to her daughter: "Beimang's left-wing army was conducting training at the foot of the mountain. They dispatched 100,000 elite troops and also invited several front troops to train with them. In order to cooperate with Beimang, the local government emptied the nearby residents and provided a large amount of subsidies. Let residents stay in five-star hotels..."

The cell phone is full of close-up pictures of La Lian in Beimang.

The dark Bei Mang army looked fierce and murderous in their eyes.

Across the screen, the murderous aura almost overflowed.

Looking at the surrounding area at the foot of the mountain, it was so cleared that there was not even a single witness who could go to court.

Even if a large-scale fight breaks out within a hundred miles, he can still die in his crotch and no one will know.

"Beimang headquarters is in the north, and our mountain is in the south-central part. They are thousands of miles apart..." You Yun twitched the corner of her mouth. "Why do you come all the way here to practice? Are you jealous of our rugged terrain? How much military expenditure will it cost?"

"Beimang is famous for his extravagance and waste..." the beauty said firmly. "Daddy used to be in Beimang. We had strict military discipline and a reputation for doing little good and saving money for the leaders."

"This is a threat!"

You Yun suddenly raised her head and looked at Youwu: "Beimang is threatening the mountain!"

The beauty's eyes darkened and she stared at You Yun with squinted eyes: "If Zhang Xiangbei dies in the mountains today, training will become actual combat. They will bring their ten years of experience in foreign battlefields to the country and bring them to the mountains. .”

You Yun froze and was sweating profusely.

At the funeral scene, the ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong rang in the trouser pockets of the big guys who were supposed to be the dead and whose cellphones were muted.

A bloody photo of Zhang Beimang Lalian came into view.

Looking at the background of the photo, isn’t this a place where big guys often go camping?

The beautiful mountains and waters that were still green before were occupied by Beimang, and their temperament changed instantly, like purgatory.

"Can't kill!"

You Yun stepped forward and spoke loudly.

"Brother Li! You can't kill him!"

"Brother Li, think twice!"

Ding dong.

Mr. Li's cell phone also rang.

He was also afraid of missing some important information today, so he didn't dare to mute the sound even for his son's funeral.

After looking at the photos and the information passed on by his confidants, Mr. Li trembled all over and stared at Zhang Xiangbei who was "raising his hands in surrender" and acting coquettishly.

Mr. Li suddenly felt that Zhang Xiangbei was so fake and artificial.