Brother Zhang cautiously chatted with Sister An Hao for a while, and politely declined Sister An Hao's invitation to go to the beach for vacation. Finally, he reluctantly agreed to go to Yanjing City to play with Sister An Hao when he had time. After eating and boating, Sister An Hao finally
Go to bed contented.
I checked the time and it was only half past eight in the evening.
How old do you have to be to go to bed so early...
However, Brother Zhang gritted his teeth and served Sister An Hao, but it was not all in vain.
At least he roughly understands the origin of this anti-Zhang Xiangbei alliance.
Basically a group of powerful people.
Except for a very few who had political differences or conflicts of interest with Zhang Xiangbei, most of them had no real grudges against Zhang Xiangbei.
We get together just because we are under heavy work pressure and looking for something to vent our emotions.
Even someone like the young prince not only has no grudge against Zhang Xiangbei, but also admires General Zhang from the bottom of his heart.
He joined the association just to make friends with the big guys and gain some resources, a typical member of the society.
And there are not a few people like the young prince in the alliance...
It is said that when it was officially announced that Zhang Xiangbei died in the war, many powerful people in the alliance lost their direction and fun in life, and fell into confusion for a time.
It wasn't until Guotai Minan led the group out of confusion and defined a new group strategy to target Zhang Xiangbei's cronies and people around him that the Big Brothers rekindled hope.
The group announcement reads: Down with Zhang Xiangbei, down with militancy! Our aim is world peace!
After joining the group, the young prince arranged a task for Brother Zhang on behalf of the alliance.
Quickly find the alliance's next target.
There are two requirements: first, the task cannot be too difficult.
Second, the tasks performed must be able to enhance the cohesion of the alliance and the team's self-confidence.
Zhang Ruoyu analyzed and summarized, just one point, and picked the soft persimmons.
I was lucky enough to be targeted by the alliance, but I was labeled as a soft persimmon.
Zhang Ruoyu meditated hard to no avail, so he had to call Long Fei and ask him to make suggestions.
"Brother, you are making things too difficult for me. You don't understand the soldiers you lead? How can you be so weak? You can't pretend to be anything like it." Long Fei smiled bitterly.
He also didn't expect that there was actually an alliance specifically against Brother in this world.
And they are all a group of powerful men.
It’s so fucking painful to be so idle!
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I broke into the dragon's den and the tiger's den for you, and you are not happy to find two weak persimmons?" Zhang Ruoyu said with a straight face. "You find it as soon as possible, and I will help you delay it for a few days."
"Okay, I'll try my best." Long Fei rubbed his brows, wondering where to find a good-tempered Beimang soldier.
After hanging up the phone, Long Fei shouted in the WeChat group: "We have a mission."
The leaders of the eight ace armies and the elites who had followed Zhang Xiangbei for many years all jumped out.
"Brother Fei, look at me."
"Brother Fei, no need to push too hard, just two boxes of tribute wine and ten cartons of cigarettes. It's my turn this time!"
The Beimang troops, who usually find it troublesome to pour water, jumped out to grab the task.
Long Fei couldn't bear it and sent a WeChat message: "This mission is not dangerous and there is no need to go abroad."
"Fighting locally? Fighting our own people? I'm familiar with this."
Long Fei stopped trying to keep things secret and directly sent a message on WeChat: "Remember two words for this mission, pretend to be cowardly, Brother Beizi's personal soldiers will be given priority."
"Pretending to be a coward? Not going abroad? Not dangerous?" Someone summed it up. "In other words, the mission this time is to pretend to be a grandson?"
Before Long Fei could explain, the Beimang army exploded.
"Long Fei, do you know how the word Mang in the Bei Mang Army came from?"
"What do you mean? My brother has only been gone for a few days, and you are going to be so fucking rebellious and do the wrong thing? Do you believe that I will kill you?"
"You really think that as a young commander, you can do whatever you want? Come to the school field and I will challenge you to a duel."
"Go away and go drink."
"Idiot."
The WeChat group instantly fell into dead silence.
Two buddies even quit the group out of anger.
Long Fei's face turned green.
Damn, these bastards!
This is a fucking mission assigned by Brother Beizi.
If you don't pretend to be a grandson, you can't let me, the young marshal of Beimang, pretend to be grandsons, right?
Long Fei looked for a few confidants to carry out the task with a shy face, but no one was willing to do it.
The answer from the confidants is one sentence: fight to death, yes, coward, no, I want to lose face.
Long Fei finally carried two boxes of wine and ten cigarettes to find the soldier of Brother Beizi who wanted to honor him in order to get the mission.
Long Fei directly moved Xiaojing into the soldier's dormitory.
They blocked the door and threatened him: "Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
"Hurry up and kill him, I frown, it's not even considered the soldiers led by Brother Beizi!" That brother was full of murderous intent.
Long Fei relented on the spot, tried to persuade him with good words, and promised him on the spot that he would be promoted to a higher position.
If your status is too low, the powerful people will definitely look down upon you and you will have no sense of accomplishment.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. I can bear it as long as I can. If I can't bear it anymore, I will chop up those grandsons directly." General Zhang's soldiers curled their lips.
"I can't help it anymore. I'll chop up those grandsons for you. Brother, I won't force you too much. If I die later, I will definitely support you in your promotion!"
"Get out of here, how can you praise me even if you're already dead?" General Zhang's personal soldier curled his lips. "I will be your young commander honestly. You were appointed by my brother."
Three days later.
The leader of the 8th ace division of the Beimang Army returned to Beijing to visit relatives. He became jealous of the eldest brother of the Wang family and started a fight.
He fought one against fifty and brought down the entire bar.
The eldest brother of the Wang family was beaten into a pig's head on the spot and sent to the hospital overnight.
Ding dong.
A large group of people opposed Zhang Xiangbei's alliance, and the young prince was furious: "Brother, come to life!"
There was a howl of wolves in the group, and several idle big brothers trembled and directly handed out a few red envelopes to cheer up.
