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

The car drove slowly toward an empty, cold, dimly lit street.

The cold wind was raging, and the dilapidated old buildings on both sides had long been deserted, but at the end of the street, there were several low-key but luxurious luxury cars parked.

In front of the car, there were several people standing.

The street lights swayed, lengthening the figure like a giant monster.

Opposite the end of the street is Yanjing Xingao District, brightly lit and bustling with people.

A stark contrast to the dead silence of the place.

"boss."

Luo Shanhe, who was driving, glanced at the figures at the end of the street with cold eyes, and said calmly: "I will go with you."

Old Mo Han lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, ignoring it.

"I have raised Xuebao for half my life and worked as a cow and a horse for half my life. She is now married to you and is your wife. Do you still want me to serve her?"

"Brother Zhang, can you stop being so selfish? Can't I have some private space? Can't I live for myself for a few days? Serving Xuebao like this every day, I'm really going to suffocate!"

Han Laomo has an expressionless face, but his WeChat content is impassioned, much like contemporary parents who are tortured by old age.

Turning off his cell phone, Han Laomo raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Shanhe, who had been following him for many years, frowned and said, "Stop the car. If you keep stepping on the accelerator like this, you will kill them."

Hearing this, Luo Shanhe released his foot on the accelerator.

The reverse wheel turned sharply and stopped in front of everyone.

Click.

Luo Shanhe opened the door for his boss himself and stood behind him with sinister eyes.

"Go have a late night snack."

Han Laomo casually threw a bag of wedding candies to his confidant who had been following him for many years: "Come pick me up later."

Luo Shanhe clutched the wedding candy tightly but refused to leave.

As the core of the core, how could Luo Shanhe not know what the boss is about to face tonight?

This may be the biggest catastrophe and the most terrifying disaster in the boss's life.

Even if you are as powerful as the boss, you may not be able to escape unscathed.

He wanted to accompany his boss.

He wanted to repay his boss for his years of kindness.

"roll."

Old Demon Han glanced at Luo Shanhe lightly, his tone was not serious, but his whole body was filled with an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, boss."

Luo Shanhe turned around and drove away.

But before leaving, I looked through the rearview mirror and remembered every face, imprinted in the depths of my mind.

If something happens to the boss tonight, he will only do one thing for the rest of his life: revenge on the boss.

Old Demon Han carried the sword and walked towards the people of the Famous Sword Sect with high spirits.

Just like when he fled the capital with Han Jiangxue on his back, his handsome face was full of arrogance and unruliness.

Between the brows, there is a cloud of heroic spirit.

"Although some of you didn't give me any gifts." Old Demon Han threw the bags of wedding candies in the car. "But everyone has a piece of wedding candy."

Looking at the exquisitely packaged wedding candies, the seven or eight peers standing in front of Old Mo Han had strange expressions and subtle auras.

But without exception, everyone is filled with the shocking power of a strong man.

The top experts of the older generation of the famous sword sect are all here.

The senior brother sitting in the car was even more stunning and a terrifying powerhouse of an era.

"Old Han."

He Tongxun frowned, glanced at Old Mo Han who was coming with a knife, and said in a serious tone: "Admit your mistake and accept it, we are all from the same sect, senior brother will not really hold grudges."

Han Laomo turned his body slightly to one side, without even looking at the senior brother sitting in the car, and curled his lips and said: "Aren't you on a business trip? You didn't eat my wedding wine, and you came to lick that guy who was pretending to be a ghost?"

He Tongxun's expression changed slightly.

Looking at the famous sword sect, the only one who dares to say such arrogant words to the senior brother is Old Demon Han.

He even dared to steal the woman that the eldest brother loved, and even dared to get pregnant. After that, he got divorced, remarried, and continued to disgust the eldest brother.

Objectively speaking, He Tongxun believed that Old Demon Han was extremely irrational.

But from a perceptual point of view, this guy surnamed Han is really damn good.

"Han Daowei!"

A rough and wild voice sounded.

This man was as strong as an ox, full of Qi, and his whole body was full of Qi. Every muscle in his body seemed to be made of iron and invulnerable.

His fists as big as bowls seemed to be able to smash a mountain.

"Back then, senior brother thought of our friendship and let you go. I didn't expect that you would dare to provoke senior brother today!"

The strong man from the Mingdao Sect, who had already mastered hard qigong, said sonorously and forcefully: "Tonight, I will clean up the door on behalf of the Mingdao Sect!"

Old Mo Han glanced at the strong man with contempt, curled his lips and said, "I miss your mother's friendship."

"Back then, I relied on this knife to fight my way out."

"It's my mother, Han Zhujun, the legendary military goddess of war, who supports me."

"Reminiscing about old friendships? If only I could be softer, but my mother could be less generous. Twenty-eight and a half years ago, I was skinned and cramped by him, chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs!"

In that battle that year, the Famous Sword Sect alone sent five super strong men to intercept and kill Old Demon Han.

Except for He Tongxun, the other four were all killed in the battle.

The battle between Han Laomo and Han Laomo was even more bloody, killing the long-established super strong man who had emerged in the capital.

Even the famous sword sect suffered heavy losses.

Everyone believed that history would never repeat itself.

The old Mo Han, who has been intimidated for nearly 30 years, will never be able to step into Yanjing City again in this life.

Unexpectedly, this old dog came back again.

Not only did he come back, he also married Zhao Changying again.

He slapped the elder brother's pussy hard.

tonight.

The older generation of powerful men from the famous sword sect came out in full force to clean up the sect.

Continuing what Famous Knife Sect left unfinished back then.

"Back then, Han Zhujun was still a bit thin."

In the car, a breathtaking and steady voice sounded.

"Tonight, I will personally send you on your way."