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

On the rooftop of Building [-], Shang Zhongtang held a telescope in his hand and watched the car with Beimang license plate leave. He exhaled and said, "You have escaped a disaster."

Shang Hongji, who was standing aside, curled his lips and said, "Can he have some potential? How long has he been retired? Forget it just being a bastard outside, do you really want to go inside the wall and be tyrannical? Are you high-ranking landlords just decorations? ?”

"Long hair makes short of knowledge." Shang Zhongtang put down his binoculars, took out his mobile phone, and called all members of the Aite group on the poster, calling on everyone to speak more and discuss more.

"This world is ours now, but the future is still yours, isn't it?" Shang Zhongtang said earnestly.

"But among you guys, he is the most awesome and the most fierce."

"Aren't they all his from now on?" Shang Zhongtang asked worriedly.

Shang Hongji said angrily: "You usually deal with those who may threaten your status, aren't you quite ruthless?"

Shang Zhongtang twitched the corner of his mouth, a little embarrassed: "How do you see that we don't want to deal with him?"

"It's impossible to deal with this without repeated defeats."

Shang Zhongtang narrowed his eyes and said: "Believe it or not, the Liao family boy dared to be lawless in the wall and exclude the new king of Beimang. He was definitely instigated secretly by one or a few old foxes in the group. Anyway, he was not his own son, so he was causing trouble. Don’t feel bad.”

Shang Hongji frowned and said, "A real dog."

"Can you not insult the dog?"

Shang Zhongtang narrowed his eyes and said, "The dogs are not as good as their dogs."

Shang Hongji twitched the corner of his mouth and ran out of words.

"Ji'er, from now on, watch more, learn more, listen more, and participate less. The environment inside the wall is too bad. There is no trust between dogs at all."

"When dad retires someday, those kind-hearted uncles and aunts will lock you up for 38 years because of your flat chest."

Shang Hongji nodded slightly and said sarcastically: "Before coming in, I only have one worry, and that is racking my brains to find a way to come in."

"After I came in, I had 1 worries."

Shang Zhongtang lit a cigarette in the wind with a solemn expression: "Even so, I, Shang Zhongtang, will still embark on this road without hesitation."

"My father's only long-cherished wish in this life is to serve the country and the people, shed his blood and sacrifice his life with sincerity and devotion, and die with all his heart."

Shang Hongji glanced sideways at his father: "There are no outsiders here."

"Shh..."

Shang Zhongtang raised his hand, put his index finger on his lips, looked around and said, "Be careful of the ears on the other floor."

Shang Hongji's expression twitched, this old guy really disguised himself right down to his crotch.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the screen of his father's mobile phone. There were a lot of discussions in the poster group, expressing emotions.

Someone even wrote a thousand-word testimonial, deeply analyzing the reasons for the mass gathering in the bamboo forest.

"Old Liao, is your son okay? I saw that he was seriously injured. He was even twitching when he was carried away. Oh, I feel so bad for you. Ziya is a handsome young man that I have watched since childhood."

Liao Zhiheng looked at his dying son lying on the hospital bed. The doctor had been too hasty in his treatment and almost had his legs amputated. In the end, Lao Liao used his privileges to barely save his son's legs.

"The skin is injured, but no muscles or bones are injured. The doctor said that he can get out of bed in a few days." Liao Zhiheng thanked everyone in the group for their concern.

"Skin trauma? I think the bones are sticking out." Uncle Liu from Building [-] posted an animated emoticon with a shocked face.

Shang Zhongtang took advantage of the opportunity and replied with a message, his tone was very sad: "Your Majesty, your body is really strong."

"It's okay. He goes to the gym every day. I won't talk about it anymore. I'll go and pee my son."

"That's it, why don't you buy a urinal for Ziya? Don't bother."

Liao Zhiheng glanced at his angry son who had a urinary tube inserted, and wiped his tears: "He has been stubborn since he was a child, and I can't defeat him."

Everyone "comforted" him again, and often gave him eye drops, for fear that Liao Zhiheng would be too open-minded to avenge his son.

After watching the chat among the big crowd, Shang Hongji couldn't help but kiss Liao Ziya, who had just finished taking painkillers and was unconscious in the children's group.

"Shout out if you can help Sister Hong." There is also a white candle at the end to pray for Liao Ziya's long life.

Seeing this, other yamen also offered their thoughts.

The whole screen was filled with white candles, which was very scary.

At 02:30 in the morning, Liao Ziya, who was woken up by peeing, read the prayers of her brothers and sisters in the group. She was moved, but her face turned pale from holding back: "Sister Hong, I want to pee."

"Just pee. Sister Hong will send you two boxes of diapers to the hospital." Shang Hongji quickly replied to the message.

The leader who drew her back into the group directly sent the hospital address and ward number: "You're welcome."

Seeing this, Shang Hongji directly chatted with the leader privately: "Idiot. Why the hell didn't you go deliver it? Are you cheating on me?"

The leader directly sent a photo of the wedding scene where he and the child were sitting at the same table. The eight-year-old child took the photo with his mobile phone and sent it to him.

"Why don't I cheat others? Just cheat you?"

Shang Hongji was wrong, but he said stubbornly: "Apart from the facts, is it all my problem? Are you not wrong at all?"

"You really shocked Yanjing with your first punch."

Shang Hongji gritted his teeth and sent Ning Zi a WeChat message: "Zi Zi, I'm going to visit Liao Ziya later, do you want to come with me?"

"I won't go. I'm afraid my husband will misunderstand." Ning Zi replied quickly.

Shang Hongji twitched the corner of his mouth and replied: "Actually, I'm also afraid that your husband will misunderstand..."

"Then why don't you go?" Ning Zi replied. "Anyway, you don't really care about his life or death."

Shang Hongji hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's okay. You tell your husband. I'm not familiar with him at all, and we have no friendship."

Looking at Shang Hongji's cold and heartless text on WeChat, Ning Zi turned around and asked Long Fei: "What would you do if it was Han Dong who was admitted to the hospital today?"

When Long Fei heard this, his face was full of evil: "You didn't ask carefully."

"Huh?" Ning Zi frowned.

"You should ask what my brother would do."