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

Zhao Changying looked at the old leader who had not been deceived by her alarmist talk and rushed over to cheer for the farce that the crisis had been resolved. Her expression was stiff and her thoughts were lively and extremely complicated.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Han Jiangxue, who was standing in front of Han Dong calmly.

Standing next to this woman were the bodyguards and bodyguards. Hundreds of people from both groups stood still and performed their duties diligently, as if anyone who dared to touch even a hair of this fairy sister would be killed.

Frankly speaking, Zhao Changying felt sour as soon as the thought flashed in his mind.

It was so sour that I had acid reflux.

Those big leaders who were either at the same level as her or half a level above her, who were not on business trips, all came over to show their faces.

"Did you just enter the wall through Master Ba's back door?" Zhao Changying sent a WeChat message to the woman who was pregnant in ten months, her tone was a bit stiff.

Han Jiangxue heard her cell phone ringing, but didn't look at it. She looked at the eighth master who ignored the leader Zhao Changying and walked towards her instead.

A dangerous person who is rated as a madman by Zhao Changying. Stay away from him and is a high-ranking and powerful person within the wall.

Han Jiangxue's eyes darkened and she held her breath and concentrated.

"Relax." Mr. Ba stroked his white hair that was messed up by the breeze and grinned evilly. "Here's some gossip that no one knows about. Your husband and I have burned yellow paper and cut off chicken heads. We are close friends."

Han Jiangxue narrowed her eyes slightly: "Then why didn't you help my brother earlier?"

"How did I know that Zhao Changying is so incompetent that he can't even handle any big thing?"

Ba Ye lit a cigarette in the wind and stepped forward with one foot. His stance looked a bit like a herniated disc in his waist.

Zhao Changying, who was standing aside, was a little impatient and wanted to make a few quibbles.

Han Jiangxue frowned and said: "I usually see her dragging her around for [-] yuan, so I thought she had a tough relationship behind the wall."

"Actually, it's not bad." Mr. Ba tilted his head, puffed out smoke, and shrugged. "In a few years, she will be able to become a landlord, and she will be considered the overlord of this small world."

"Oh." Han Jiangxue responded calmly, her red lips slightly opened. "Can we go?"

Hearing this, the eighth master glanced sideways at his adopted son Liao Zhiheng: "Xiao Liao, can my brother and sister leave?"

"..."

Liao Zhiheng was embarrassed.

Siblings?I'm old enough to be a grandpa...

He bit the bullet and said: "Of course..."

"Yes." Ba Ye said with a smile. "But I just cooked a pot of beef brisket, and now it's lunch time. Why don't you go to my place for a quick meal before leaving?"

Yuan Mei lowered her voice and pursed her lips and said, "This old man's craftsmanship is excellent, and his skill in making beef brisket is even better. He's a thief."

When Zhao Changying heard this, his eyes bled.

This eighth master's position within the wall is extremely special and important.

Normally, the owners of various buildings would invite Mr. Ba to dinner, but Mr. Ba would rarely give him any favors. Today, he actually took the initiative to cook and treat her daughter, who was pregnant in ten months, to a family dinner...

This kind of treatment would kill Zhao Changying.

"Not hungry." Han Jiangxue said calmly. "I'm so angry."

Mr. Ba didn't force him to stay, and said with a grin: "I'll let Yuan girl pack it up and take it away. I've been a vegetarian for many years."

"Got it." Yuan Mei took advantage of every opportunity.

"Come out through me, it will save you trouble." Master Ba said slowly. "It's too troublesome to go through the main entrance. You'll also be monitored and photographed, and files will be left behind."

Ba Ye waved his hand and sent everyone away.

Then he squinted his eyes and looked at the dark, strong, and cool boy from the Han family, and couldn't help but admire him: "He's a good boy. He has a bit of the style of your brother-in-law back then."

When Han Dong heard this, his eyes gleamed: "My brother-in-law also had a fight in the wall?"

"What you call fighting is called fighting, and what he calls bloody torture." Master Ba said with a half-smile. "And what you did was just a bunch of noobs. Your brother-in-law did it. Well, those landlords and deputy landlords walking behind were all fucked by your brother-in-law, but they blocked the news and didn't spread it."

"Brother-in-law is awesome!" Han Dong was in high spirits.

"Of course your brother-in-law is awesome." A gleam flashed in Ba Ye's deep eyes. "He is Zhang Xiangbei."

Zhao Changying, who was staying nearby, twitched the corner of his mouth. The overnight meal was almost soaked in sour water.

The group of people walked towards the back door. Master Ba ignored Zhao Changying who was following behind, and just guided the Han brothers and sisters thoughtfully.

Passing through a garden full of flowers, a guard came up to him carrying a thermal box filled with beef brisket pot.

"Chief."

The guard stamped his feet in salute and handed the beef brisket pot to Yuan Mei.

Also given to Yuanmei were a few Jingui passes.

"Brothers and sisters, you didn't greet me well today." Mr. Ba smiled kindly. "Next time you come, say hello to me in advance, and I'll treat you to a big dinner."

"Thank you." Han Jiangxue raised her hand slightly and saluted the kind old man with a standard military salute.

Judging from his aura, Master Ba doesn't seem that old.

But for an old man as strong and proud as Master Ba, he couldn't even straighten his waist when standing.

He must be very old.

He is so old that the corners of his eyes are covered with wrinkles, and the folds on his face are even more like knife carvings.

"Go." Master Ba waved his hand slightly. "Eat the beef stew while it's hot. I've been up all morning."

"That's what he likes." For some reason, Han Jiangxue suddenly felt a sense of respect for Master Eight, and said with a slight curl of her red lips. "I wish I could eat beef three meals a day."

"Hehe." Master Ba grinned, his smile was extremely evil. "My little brother must be very curious about this girl like you."

A look of arrogance appeared on Han Jiangxue's beautiful face: "It's okay, I also like him very little."

Watching the Han siblings go away, the eighth master bent his waist, lit a cigarette, and without looking back, said calmly: "Xiao Zhao, you have given birth to a good daughter."

"good."

Zhao Changying was holding back a sense of sourness, and was still very afraid of the Eighth Master who was without outsiders and was filled with terrifying coercion.

"But you almost let her die in the first place." Master Ba said meaningfully.

Zhao Changying felt a chill in his heart, like a thorn in his back.

"But you also have your own difficulties, I don't blame you." Master Ba slowly took a puff of cigarette and said every word. "If you have any difficulties in the future, come to me in the backyard. Since you are my brother's mother-in-law, I will give you face."

Zhao Changying was a little dazed.

That bully's face came to mind, that man named Zhang, who really didn't say a single lie. He wanted to promote himself, and he could promote himself.

How much power does this guy have inside the wall?

How many connections has he hidden?

As if he had read Zhao Changying's thoughts, Ba Ye put out his cigarette and said slowly: "It's not nice for the mother-in-law to salute and call the chief when she sees her son-in-law, isn't it?"

"This is retribution."

Zhao Changying frowned slightly and said rationally: "Why do you give him so much face?"

Zhao Changying knew the eighth master's position within the wall very well.

The achievements that Master Ba made in his early years made even the old Buddha of the Han family give him a thumbs up and call him brother.

"Because Zhang Xiangbei gives me face, and many of us have face. Compared with those who bang the table and shout slogans every day, I prefer Zhang Xiangbei who silently beats down those powerful enemies. man."

"When he decided to withdraw from the military, I was the first to stand up and oppose it."

"The night he retired, I cried so much that my pillow was wet, my eyes were swollen from crying, and I almost had cataracts?"

"Xiao Zhao, I don't believe you didn't cry when I appeared on the TV with a sad look on my face and announced to the world the tragic death of Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei."

Zhao Changying froze and his face turned pale.

That evening, the Iron Lady really didn't cry.

But in her heart, she always felt that the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was floating.

He drew his sword and looked around.

The boy is gone.