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

The father and daughter of Youwu fled for their lives in despair.

Before going down the mountain, the beauty suddenly looked back and gazed at the land where she had lived all her life with deep affection.

"Dad, can't bear to leave?"

Beauty is also very complicated. I don’t know if she can adapt to life down the mountain in the future.

"Just a little worried." The beauty lit a cigarette in the wind.

"What are you worried about?" You Yun asked curiously.

"Down the mountain, Zhang Xiangbei is invincible."

The beauty exhaled a mouthful of smoke, squinted her eyes and said: "But on this mountain, if he wants to achieve his goal, he may have to exchange one for one."

The beauty turned around and looked at You Yun deeply: "He is facing that man."

"Dad gets scared every time he looks at that man."

You Yun did not refute, but a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.

"Will he die?" You Yun pursed her lips.

"Everyone will die." The beauty sighed. "Zhang Xiangbei is no exception."

You Yun took a deep breath and then said calmly, "He has actually died once."

"More than once?"

The beauty knew Zhang Xiangbei's ten years of military service very well, and said word by word: "It's a miracle that he can live until now."

Boom!

Suddenly, dust flew up from under their feet and two gunshots rang out, scaring the father and daughter so much that their faces turned pale.

A burly devil shouted from a distance: "Why don't you leave!?"

The father and daughter turned and ran.

By the way, I have set up a lot of industries at the foot of the mountain over the years, and my network of contacts is still there. Even if I become a commoner again, I can still live a good life.

……

mountain top.

Even from a great distance, one could still hear the faint sounds of gunfire and screams coming from the foot of the mountain.

The strong smell of blood gradually drifted to the top of the mountain.

Jiang Shan frowned and stared coldly at Zhang Xiangbei who was surrounded by many powerful men.

After what Zhang Xiangbei did today, he has no way out.

Jiangshan, there is no way out.

Today, only one of these two can survive.

Or one for one.

It’s hard to say who will benefit in the end.

A strong murderous intent and murderous aura spread across the top of the mountain.

Jiang Shan waved his hand and gave the order: "Kill him."

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless afterimages rushed towards Zhang Xiangbei frantically.

Zhang Xiangbei helped his aunt to sit on a bench in the yard. His aunt was dying but refused to leave.

She was like Binhai during those ten years. She would silently accompany Zhang Ruoyu no matter what the time or situation.

Even if I die, I want to die by Zhang Ruoyu's side.

"Aunt, wait for me."

Zhang Ruoyu opened his lips slightly and spoke softly.

Then he turned around and walked towards the killing and death trap set for him by Jiangshan.

This battle is for Brother Dazhi, for my aunt, for the corpses buried in the foreign battlefield, and for all the unwilling and resentful Beimang people.

"Are you ready?"

Zhang Xiangbei walked forward, like a god descending from heaven, with overwhelming momentum: "I will kill you!"

……

The generals of the Zhenshan Army held a secret meeting. They had only one bottom line: no matter how the Beimang Army at the foot of the mountain shouted for war and killing, they only followed one principle: the principle of non-resistance.

"The impact is too bad, and it makes outsiders laugh at us." General Zheng said solemnly.

"The main reason is that we can't win." The deputy general added.

General Zheng frowned and glared at his deputy general: "You are the only one who has a keen eye and can see the situation clearly?"

The deputy general said solemnly: "It's very chaotic in the mountains right now. I'm a little worried."

"It doesn't matter if there's chaos in the mountains, the main thing is the situation on the top of the mountain." General Zheng grasped the core of the problem, lit a cigarette, opened the window, and looked at the dark sky. "There should be a result before dark."

"What result will be beneficial to us?" the deputy general asked devoutly.

"No result is good for us." General Zheng looked worried. "It depends on which result is less harmful to us."

"If General Zhang dies..." the deputy general exhaled. "The 300,000 elite soldiers down the mountain will definitely not let us go."

puff.

General Zheng suddenly knelt in front of the statue of Guan Erye and clasped his hands together: "Second Master, please..."