Under the dazzling bright light, five thousand Beimang troops swallowed up the mountains and rivers and stood in front of the dangerous building.
They remained motionless, but unleashed an overwhelming pressure.
Among the gang of desperadoes brought by Han Shixiao, which one is not a ruthless person who licks blood from his knife edge?
But when they witnessed this scene, each of them turned blue with fear and their legs shook.
Han Shixiao was also confused.
The anger in my heart that I thought could only be extinguished by blood dissipated in an instant.
How big a deal is it? Isn’t it just a slap in the face?
I, Han Shixiao, don’t have any magnanimity at all?
After five thousand Beimang elites appeared, no one paid attention to the bunch of clowns. All the soldiers were like Long Fei, their whole bodies were trembling with nervousness, and their dark eyes were staring at Zhang Ruoyu.
Afraid that he will suddenly disappear again, afraid that he will never be seen again!
Zhang Xiangbei, the soul of 300,000 Beimang troops, the god in the hearts of the soldiers!
But this group of Beimang heroes had no reason to visit a retired cook every now and then. Their superiors also issued a death order, just this once!
After tonight, there will be no Zhang Xiangbei in the world, only Zhang Ruoyu!
The soldiers' blood boiled and they couldn't help themselves!
"stand at attention!"
Long Fei's eyes turned red and he saluted Zhang Ruoyu: "Old monitor! Happy wedding!"
The sound of stomping that shook the world resounded throughout the demolition area: "Old squad leader! Happy wedding!"
Now, we can't recognize each other when we meet.
In the future, we can't see it but can't see it.
Endless tragedy fills the night sky.
Zhang Ruoyu responded with a standard military salute, his face filled with the pride of a villain who has succeeded.
A retired cook being congratulated on his wedding by 5,000 Bei Mang troops, isn’t that worth the fuss?
But in those deep eyes, there were stormy waves and full of sadness.
The Beimang army saluted and took a break.
Long Fei's eyes fell on the face of Han Shixiao, the instigator of tonight.
He strode forward. Even though he was less than 1.7 meters tall, he felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on him, almost suffocating Han Shixiao.
"You just said that even if my five thousand men come, you will kill me?" Long Fei's eyes flashed.
Snapped!
Without saying anything, Han Shixiao raised his hand and slapped himself: "I'm sorry!"
The applause was loud.
The sound of apology pierced the night sky and was deafening.
My godfather often says, you have to admit when you make a mistake, and you have to stand firm when you get beaten!
"My father died for the country in a border defense battle fifteen years ago." Long Fei narrowed his eyes and asked. "Are you my father?"
Snapped!
Another slap.
After Han Shixiao slapped his left cheek and slapped his right cheek, he slapped his face into a pig's head with two slaps, which showed that he had used the force of feeding.
"I'm sorry!" Han Shixiao apologized loudly.
"Tonight you-"
"Okay!" Zhang Ruoyu suddenly said, with the attitude of an old squad leader relying on his elders: "A Fei, have you had enough of your prestige as the young commander of Beimang? Is it possible that you really want to beat my uncle to death?"
Long Fei was stunned and hesitated for a long time before saying: "Okay, let's give face to the old squad leader."
After saying that, he waved his hand and shouted to the group of Beimang soldiers who were reluctant to leave behind him: "Close the team!"
The Beimang Army came suddenly and left quickly. After everyone was gone, Long Fei approached Zhang Ruoyu, pursed his lips and said: "Brother, if you encounter any trouble in the future, call me. Now we see our Beimang Army overseas.
They all took a detour, I really want to know how many unsightly people in the country dare to offend us from Beimang!"
"I have served in the military for ten years and have experienced hundreds of battles. Which fool dares to offend me?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at Han Shixiao.
Long Fei didn't say anything more. The brothers came tonight and saw them. After a few days, they attended the memorial service held in Binhai, Zhang Xiangbei's hometown, and it was time for the Beimang Army to withdraw.
"Brother, take care." Long Fei saluted Zhang Ruoyu again.
"Take care." Zhang Ruoyu returned the greeting.
After watching Long Fei and others leave, Zhang Ruoyu, who had mixed feelings, glanced at Han Shixiao who was beaten into a pig's head, and said coldly: "Xiao Han, you owe me a life."
Han Shixiao was stunned for a moment, a little dazed.
"If I hadn't stopped you just now, Long Fei would have beaten you to death."
Han Shixiao's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't have the confidence to refute.
Insulting and threatening Young Marshal Beimang, and even wanting to be his father...
This is indeed a heinous crime.
"But don't worry, you are my uncle, and I will not spread your scandal tonight everywhere." Zhang Ruoyu said seriously.
Han Shixiao twitched the corner of his mouth: Thank you!
"Tell me about it." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "Did my father-in-law send you here?"
"My own idea." Han Shixiao was so frightened that he quickly took the blame.
Selling out my godfather? I wouldn't dare to kill him.
Looking at Han Shixiao's trembling look, Zhang Ruoyu knew something, but didn't get to the bottom of it.
If you find trouble on your wedding night, how will you live your life from now on?
Even if this marriage doesn't last long, Zhang Ruoyu doesn't want to be worried every day.
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ruoyu said resolutely: "Xiaoxue and I are true love. Stop beating up each other and pretending to be bad guys. It's useless."
Han Shixiao snorted coldly, "You've fallen in true love since they first met? You really love the Han family's money, right?"
"Go away." Zhang Ruoyu put out his cigarette. "I'm going to the bridal chamber."
After that, he strolled upstairs and left Han Shixiao and his gang hanging downstairs.
After pondering for a moment, Han Shixiao took out his mobile phone: "Starting tonight, the demolition area will be completely suspended. Miss sleeps lightly and is afraid of noise."
After saying that, he turned around and glanced at the trembling younger brothers, and said in a cold voice: "Whoever dares to reveal a word about what happened tonight will be killed by me!"
The cold-faced King of Hell in Binhai was beaten into a pig's head. If word spread, Han Shixiao would die.
