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

Xuebao is famous for being half witch and half fairy, both sweet and salty.

When he was floating, he dared to spit into Brother Zhang’s bowl.

When you feel guilty, you can hold your waist and grind by yourself, which is the ultimate enjoyment.

These days, Xuebao feels guilty and wishes he could wash Brother Zhang's feet every day.

In the evening of that day, Xuebao asked an old Chinese medicine doctor to recommend a foot-soaking medicine package for nourishing qi and kidneys, and was soaking Brother Zhang's feet and rubbing his shoulders.

An exciting promotional video for the military exercise was played on TV.

The soldiers are heroic and handsome...

Subsequently, short videos promoting military exercises from various countries were also played one by one. Although the time was a bit short, they were still very exciting and very attractive to lesbians.

"The Eight-Nation Military Exercise? It's really awesome." Xuebao tilted his head and glanced at Brother Zhang. "Is this something you can watch for free?"

"If you want to go see it, I'll get you a ticket." Brother Zhang threw a cigarette into his mouth, his eyes flat.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Xuebao continued to rub Brother Zhang's shoulders and said. "Brother Zhang, have you ever participated in such a large-scale joint military exercise?"

"What kind of participation?"

Brother Zhang exhaled thick smoke and narrowed his eyes as he said, "Going on stage to give lectures and preside over the opening ceremony. Does that count as participation?"

Xuebao twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a thumbs up.

What if Brother Zhang could have this family status?

Everyone was proud to participate in the military exercise, so Brother Zhang went directly to the stage to give a speech and preside over the opening ceremony.

Xuebao was about to wipe Brother Zhang's feet with a towel, but Brother Zhang lifted his feet and wiped them himself.

However, Xuebao consciously brought the fruit plate and said in every possible way: "Brother Zhang, if you had not retired, would you still have to go on stage to lecture and preside over the opening ceremony of the military exercise?"

"It's hard to say." Zhang Ruoyu shook his head slightly and said calmly. "This kind of matter of honoring one's ancestors requires strong relations, and all countries want to send their representatives to the stage to show their faces."

While the couple was chatting, the TV screen turned. On a small round table similar to an interview, several military representatives from various countries were communicating. Long Fei was also sitting upright among them. It was recorded.

The so-called discussion and exchange, to put it bluntly, means speaking cruelly to each other. The last few times, Brother Zhang didn't want to show his face, so he didn't engage in this link.

As the representative of China and the host, Long Fei was very restrained. Although his face was majestic, he was also humble, showing the etiquette of the country.

On the contrary, representatives from various countries spoke out loudly, as if they were sure to take advantage of this military exercise.

"There is an old saying in China, it is better to act once than to dream ten thousand words." Long Fei was neither humble nor arrogant, showing the style of a general. "You are welcome to boldly challenge the Chinese army and take away the title of the world's No. [-] Marine Corps."

The exchange meeting was not long and ended quickly in a tense atmosphere.

But it triggered a very wide-ranging national discussion, which was very intense.

"These bastards are so arrogant!" Xuebao slapped the case, furious. "Brother Zhang, if you hadn't retired, would they dare to be so crazy?"

Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of tea and said, neither salty nor cool: "They were even crazier during the last secret military exercise."

"Especially General Michel, who comes from the Marine Corps, is ridiculously crazy."

Brother Zhang ate a piece of melon and curled his lips and said, "But it seems that he didn't come this time. What came was his mortal enemy."

Xuebao couldn't understand what Brother Zhang was talking about. He stood up, walked around twice, and said with his hands behind his back with a look of arrogance: "Cooker, bring my Italian cannon over here!"

Brother Zhang twitched the corner of his mouth and said hesitantly: "There are no Italian cannons, but there is a small steel cannon. Does Mr. Han want to fire one?"

"Bah! I'm so excited!"

Xuebao stamped his foot, instantly breaking through the power.

……

Designated hospitals.

Accompanied by a group of brothers and sisters, Liao Ziya watched the promotional video of the military exercise. They were all excited and angry at the same time.

Those foreign devils are so crazy!

"Look at those idiots, are they talking human language?" Mr. Xingxing's mouth twisted in anger. "They're all staggering around, they can't even keep up with the formation, and you still want to steal the title of the strongest marine unit in Beimang? Can you please give me a little face?"

"The same goes for Long Fei. Why are you pretending to be polite with a bunch of ghost guys who haven't evolved well? This will put aside Zhang Xiangbei's violent temper. Go get kicked in the morning!"

Mr. Xixing had been severely beaten and he still understood Zhang Xiangbei's style very well.

A group of yamen were shouting and screaming in the ward. Although the Shang Hongji man wearing sunglasses and a cap sitting in the corner was here, he did not participate in the discussion.

All her thoughts were on whether someone would tip Ning Zi on her trip to the hospital and then spread the news to Zhang Xiangbei's ears.

But if she didn't come, she wouldn't be able to survive in this circle.

Bang bang bang!

There was a sudden knock on the door, which startled everyone in the office.

"Who?"

The evil master opened the door angrily, glared at the international friends standing at the door, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"What are you barking at in the middle of the night?"

The international friend looked unkind and said in an almost commanding tone: "Keep your voice down."

This international friend was tall and imposing, with a chilling light flashing in his blue eyes.

The evil master was so angry that he was about to get angry, but was stopped by Shang Hongji: "Don't you think he looks familiar?"

Mr. Xie Xing frowned, looked at the ghost guy carefully, his pupils shrank slightly, and he cursed in a low voice: "Is he the military representative who farted at Long Fei on TV just now?"

"It looks like it." Shang Hongji nodded cautiously. "Otherwise, you won't be able to stay in our hospital."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xing Xing's interest soared, and he grinned and said, "It just so happened that my brothers had nowhere to vent their evil anger, so he came to our door."

"Brothers..." The evil master turned around slightly, but his expression suddenly froze.

The brothers were all very busy, playing with their mobile phones, watching TV, and peeling fruit for Liao Ziya. Even Liao Ziya, who had scolded the loudest just now, seemed to be frightened by the beating in the wall. Keep your head down, pretending to be asleep.

"Jing Fei, don't be ridiculous!" Shang Hongji pushed Mr. Xixing and frowned. "The military exercise is coming soon. Don't do stupid things. Everything will be decided on the battlefield. Don't get yourself involved."

Jing Fei gasped and stared at the provocative Gui Lao.

The parents of these guys must have warned me.

But Jing Fei's violent father didn't tell Jing Fei anything.

After watching this exchange video, he is probably even more irritable than Jing Fei.

"Can you bear it?" Jing Fei stiffly twisted his neck and stared straight at the strategist Shang Hongji.

"He has a very high rank in the military department. The patient living in the next room should be his superior and has a higher rank." Shang Hongji grabbed Jing Fei's arm and shook his head heavily. "Bear it. Even if your father comes tonight, you have to endure it."

Jing Fei was trembling all over, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

The international friend let out a contemptuous laugh and was about to leave, but Jing Fei suddenly said in a deep voice: "Ghost, stop!"

After saying that, he opened Shang Hongji's palm with all his strength.

He grinned with a ferocious face: "Sister Hong, I know you are doing it for my own good, and I also know that I shouldn't mess with him tonight."

After stretching his muscles, Jing Fei had a gloomy look on his face, with a bloodthirsty cold light in his eyes, staring at the ghost guy who was stopped: "But have you forgotten? I even dare to mess with Zhang Xiangbei who is standing on the altar. Tolerate him?”

"How old is he?"

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PS: I have been thinking about the plot for a long time today, and I am a bit tired. I only have 2, and I will have 4 tomorrow.I said it would be 3 a week before, but I found out that today is only the 1st. I must be particular about people, so I forgot about the first two days and filled it up this week.