Chapter 372 I will swear to the death to defend General Zhang’s lover
Originally, the group members were very angry when they were scolded by the group manager for being a dog licker.
Several powerful big brothers planned to have a fight with this group manager at the risk of being kicked out, and even edited a lot of words.
But Zhao Yingwu's last two sentences frightened them.
I'll do it, you have to come and collect the body!
What are you doing?
Isn’t intrigue and intrigue fun?
Isn’t intrigue and intrigue exciting?
Everyone is a legal citizen.
Who dares to collect the body for you?
Not everyone is familiar with this business!
"Xiao Zhao, please be careful." Group leader Guotai Min'an sent a message. "The purpose of our alliance is to maintain peace and uphold justice."
"What you do is contrary to the purpose of the alliance."
"Besides, intentional homicide will be punished by death."
The big brothers also put aside their prejudices against Xiao Zhao and advised him not to be impulsive.
Even the young prince came forward to coordinate: "Brother Zhao, there is really no need to be so angry. My brother and Qin Huan were just jealous, and it was my brother who made the move first..."
"So? You and the guy surnamed Zhang teamed up to set up a trap, and used the power of the alliance to turn your brother against the Beimang Army, destroying his status in the family, and making it easier for you, a bastard who is a junior, to rise to power?" Zhao Wuying said with heart-wrenching words.
, which made the atmosphere in the group tense.
"What bullshit is Zhang Xiangbei Alliance?!"
"If you meet Zhang Xiangbei in real life, who the hell would dare to fart? A bunch of trash who can only bark on the Internet, even if you have ten of your courage, they won't dare to start a war with the Beimang Army."
The young prince cursed loudly.
The big brothers in the group were also cursed and became angry, and they all wanted to challenge Zhao Yingwu.
"Okay, stop barking." Zhao Yingwu said. "Open your dog eyes tonight and see clearly what you should do if you really have a grudge against the Beimang Army."
"A bunch of cowards."
Leave this sentence behind.
Zhao Yingwu immediately quit the group.
The group quarreled for a while and the group died.
…
Corridor of a private hospital in Beijing.
A handsome young man in a customized suit put down his mobile phone and lit a cigarette with a solemn expression.
His name is Wang Qingzhi, one of the ten young masters in the capital, and he calls himself the little prince.
He was in a bad mood at the moment and felt out of control.
The eldest brother in the ward screamed all night long, and the elders of the royal family were also furious, threatening to make Qin Huan pay the price.
Zhao Wuying even said that he would join forces to collect Qin Huan's body tonight.
The direction of development of the situation has been completely out of control.
Wang Qingzhi took a deep breath from the cigarette and frowned.
Ding dong.
Wang Qingzhi's cell phone rang, and it was a message from Zhang Ruoyu.
"Brother Wang, our alliance is too ununited. I have only been here for a few days and it has already split from within. I wonder if my appearance has destroyed the alliance's feng shui." Zhang Ruoyu made a frowning expression.
"I am also considering whether to withdraw from the alliance."
A wry smile appeared on the corners of Wang Qingzhi's lips, and she replied: "Brother Zhang, how about you contact Qin Huan and ask him to leave Yanjing City as soon as possible? Zhao Yingwu will do what he says. He has a deep hatred with Beimang.
The last time I went to Binhai to look for you, he originally wanted to take action, but the group leader forcibly stopped him and asked me to step in."
"No, I can't betray the alliance." Zhang Ruoyu's attitude was very firm. "I really want to do this. Aren't you, the introducer, very shameless? How can I gain a foothold in the alliance in the future?"
"Is my face worth as much as Qin Huan's life? Brother Zhang, are you short-sighted?" Wang Qingzhi was a little anxious.
He sent another message: "Brother Zhang, please, let Qin Huan leave Yanjing as soon as possible. It is best for him to take his family members away. I will pay for the expenses."
"What are you doing? You are the core member of the anti-Zhang Xiangbei alliance. Are you worthy of the organization if you do this?" Zhang Ruoyu asked in his soul.
"What nonsense is it to oppose Zhang Xiangbei's alliance? General Zhang and I have no grievances and have always regarded him as an idol. Why should I oppose him?"
"Brother Zhang, let's be honest. I don't care what you think of General Zhang, how bad his situation was in Beimang for ten years, and how many injustices he suffered. But in my eyes, everything General Zhang did was
A feat that promotes the prestige of our country is a good thing that benefits the country and the people."
"Perhaps some of General Zhang's decisions have touched the interests of some people and made them unhappy, but I must tell you that even within the alliance, there are not many people who really oppose General Zhang."
"The vast majority of people admire General Zhang and respect the Beimang Army!"
"Sigh." Zhang Ruoyu sent a message. "Actually, I have always regarded General Zhang as my idol. If I hadn't been afraid of your revenge and wanted to join the alliance to use resources and get ahead, I wouldn't have done such a thing against my conscience."
"Then why don't you contact Qin Huan quickly? Zhao Yingwu will really kill Qin Huan if he takes action!"
"Wait a minute, I'm making a midnight snack for my wife." Zhang Ruoyu sent a picture of the kitchen, which is a pot of braised pork.
Wang Qingzhi took a look and frowned: "My sister-in-law eats so greasy food in the middle of the night? How can she die from obesity?"
Ding dong.
"Eating your rice? Even if I'm fat to death, I still can't look down on you! Why, little prince, are you engaging in feudal superstition? Believe it or not, I'll report you, you idiot?"
Xuebao, who had tasted the braised pork with lipstick, responded with a message, and then glared at Brother Zhang: "What kind of shady person do you know?"
Then he walked into the living room carrying a basin of braised pork and twisting his plump waist.
Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes and muttered: "Save some for me!"
Then he sent a message back to the young prince: "Brother Wang, don't be too nervous. Qin Huan is a disciple of Zhang Xiangbei. How can your parents beat him?"
The young prince felt offended.
Mainly because he offended his father.
His mother died early. The wife of the wife had bullied him since he was a child. The young prince wished she would die.
"What about Zhao Yingwu?" The young prince avoided the embarrassing topic. "As far as I know, the entire Zhao family is full of hatred for Beimang and General Zhang. According to gossip, on the day General Zhang was buried,
The Zhao family fired hundreds of cannons to celebrate..."
"That's too crazy." Zhang Ruoyu frowned and replied with a message. "Even I just secretly put a box of cannonballs..."
The young prince felt that Brother Zhang was too damn nonsense, so he frowned and said, "Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm going to persuade my parents. Isn't it just that the eldest son was beaten and looking for death? It's not like I don't have a younger son, so why are you panicking?"
Zhang Ruoyu responded with a thumbs up expression and sent a message to Qin Huan who was far away in Yanjing: "Don't bear it anymore."
Ding dong.
While pouring tea with both hands, Qin Huan, who was forced to apologize by the domineering Wang parents, received a text message.
It was from the man he regarded as a god.
As soon as he let go of his hand, the tea cup that had been delivered to the Wang family's parents suddenly fell to the ground.
"Ouch, sorry."
Qin Huan's humble face suddenly turned ferocious, the corner of his mouth cracked, and he smiled wildly: "Want to drink? Go lick it on the ground."
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