Seeing Na Er grabbing Dier with his head in front of him, acting out a scene of deep brotherhood, Zhang Ruoyu frowned: "I told you that I came to visit Na Er, and I couldn't sleep because I injured Na Er's leg last night.
Didn't sleep all night."
Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Na Er lightly: "Who do you think I am?"
Who do you think you are?
I don't treat you as a human being.
Three years ago, 5,000 Beimang troops descended from the sky, like 5,000 bulldozers, and overturned 10,000 regular mercenaries in one night.
Are you human?
If ten thousand people just do what they say, I don't believe you will blink an eye if you do that old bastard who sticks to his job and refuses to retire.
"Brother Zhang, my eldest brother was blind and bumped into you. Please—"
"Okay." Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand and said calmly. "I'm a little hungry and want to eat durian."
"I'll peel it off for you right now."
The second man stood up and could not find any tools, so he immediately chopped the durian without any hesitation.
Snap!
Blood dripped all over the table, but the hard-working man didn't even frown. He held the split durian in his blood-stained hands and brought it to Zhang Ruoyu: "Brother Zhang, please use it."
Zhang Ruoyu peeled off a piece and just smelled it, then threw it into the durian shell and said with disgust: "It smells so bad."
“But it tastes soft, glutinous and sweet!”
Na Er, who has a bit of murderous intent in the mercenary world, introduced: "Durian is the king of fruits. It nourishes yin and strengthens yang, enhances immunity, and has miraculous effects in treating dysmenorrhea."
Zhang Ruoyu has always been hard-edged and refuses to listen to advice. He won't eat if he says he won't.
He said calmly: "Then it's nothing serious, so I won't feel guilty. You can continue to reminisce about old times. After all, we rarely get together and are apart, so it is rare to see each other."
Zhang Ruoyu was about to leave, but Na Er became anxious.
What does it mean to gather less and leave more?
What is a rare meeting?
Brother Zhang, what do you mean by this? Is this the last time our brothers will see each other?
"Brother Zhang!"
The two knelt down again with a pop.
"Although my brother is not a good person, he still behaves according to the rules and has made certain contributions to the social order of Binhai. Please spare his life——"
"No, you're done?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned. "I didn't say I wanted to kill your brother. Can you stop kneeling down to me? Yes, your brother did have murderous intentions for me last night and took three hundred dollars with him.
People surrounded me and beat me until my uncle's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but I was really not angry, and I never thought about retaliating in kind."
"Calm down." Zhang Ruoyu said sternly. "I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."
The two minds were even more confused.
Brother Zhang, if you don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, what a damn coincidence, my brother happens to be not innocent either!
To say that he deserved his death is an understatement!
But Brother Zhang has already explained it several times, so it’s not good for him to continue morally kidnapping Brother Zhang.
He broke out in a cold sweat and said: "Brother Zhang, I will take you out, no - my brother wants to take you out in person!"
After that, Na Er, regardless of Na Ye's struggles and objections, forcibly dragged the dying eldest brother out of bed.
"Brother Zhang, walk slowly!"
Na Er pressed Na Ye's stubborn head hard and bowed deeply to Brother Zhang, trembling all over.
Watching Zhang Ruoyu go downstairs, Na Er took a deep breath of air-conditioning, his face turned frighteningly white.
I wanted to help my eldest brother back to the ward, but he was pushed away by the painful and angry man: "I can leave on my own!"
Then he jumped back to the ward.
The second one knew that the elder brother was angry.
Still very frustrated.
But he didn't explain. After following her back to the ward, he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Book a flight for me and leave tonight. No, leave now. I'll be at the airport right away."
After making the call, Na Er lit up a cigarette to calm down. He glanced at his elder brother who was lying on the hospital bed and gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "Na Er, in one sentence, are you leaving?"
"I won't leave!" That man was depressed. His reputation after living in Binhai for so many years was completely shattered!
"I don't have a good-for-nothing brother like you!"
Na Er blew out thick smoke and said sarcastically: "You're so fucking noble! You're so fucking awesome! You're the only fucking newborn calf that's not afraid of tigers, right? Do you know where Brother Zhang comes from?"
The man curled his lips and said, "Didn't I just let you go three years ago? That family can die! But they will never be humiliated!"
"Are you still being fucking humiliated?" Er Ba's temper was rising, and he didn't know if he was frightened out of his wits by Zhang Ruoyu. "Three years ago, the cook you mentioned personally led 5,000 Beimang troops to fight across the country and destroyed the country.
He killed the mercenary group I was in at the time. Ten thousand people! Ten thousand brave and fierce generals who were heinous and murderous! All of them died overnight!"
Thinking of that night, Na Er's scalp is still numb and his whole body is shaking.
That scene, with rivers of blood and corpses scattered everywhere, was like purgatory on earth.
"The reason why I am alive is not because I am great, but because I am a Chinese and have never done any bad things in China." Na Er took a puff of cigarette, his heart was in a turmoil and it was difficult to calm down.
Even his smoking hand was trembling a little: "Brother, let me tell you this, even if I don't know his true identity, I only had a chance encounter with him back then. But I can tell you with certainty that he is in Beijing.
Mang’s weight is at least at the level of the leader of the Eight Ace Divisions. He is even second only to Beimang Marshal Long Fei! Otherwise, he would not be able to command five thousand Beimang elites in cross-border operations!"
The man who was lying on the bed with a face full of pain shuddered when he heard this.
This cook - is he so fierce?
No wonder he was able to defeat one against three hundred last night, full of majesty as a king!
It turns out that he is actually a hidden boss in Beimang?
"Brother, you should be glad that it was you who was injured last night and not him." Na Er took a breath and said tremblingly. "How many days have it been since General Zhang's ashes were buried in Binhai? His statue of justice
, is overlooking us! You really want to accidentally hurt him, or even kill him. Can you imagine the revenge of the Beimang Army? Do you dare to think about it? "
The old man swallowed his saliva with a pale face and muttered at the corner of his lips: "I didn't hurt him."
"Brother, come with me to go abroad. It's quite windy and rainy outside, but as long as you keep your tail between your legs, at least you won't run into the Beimang army." The man said thoughtfully. "General Zhang's cemetery is in Binhai. From now on, Beimang
The army must run to Binhai every now and then. What if one day Brother Zhang loses his mind and exposes the stupid things you did while drinking and bragging with those Beimang soldiers? How will you survive?"
"The Beimang Army is not the regular army you imagined. They are crazy and even more ruthless than mercenaries!"
The man trembled all over and sat up in shock: "Quick! Book a ticket for me! Take me with you!"
