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

A group of old men from Beimang gathered around Vice President Zhang and watched him go out. They all looked sad and solemn.

"Brother Zhang, are we just going to watch General Zhang pass by?" Shang Zhongtang lit a cigarette, feeling a little heavy.

"Otherwise?" Brother Dazhi asked with a frown. "Are you going to go with him?"

"How virtuous and capable I am..."

Shang Zhongtang shrank his neck: "Even if I have the guts to go, my level is not high enough."

"Then why are you pretending to be kind-hearted?" Brother Dazhi glared at Shang Zhongtang.

Shang Zhongtang twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered: "I just feel that we, a bunch of seniors, are here to watch a show, and let a junior charge into the battle and break the shackles..."

"I feel a little bad."

Brother Dazhi tilted his head, lit a cigarette, and said loudly: "I can only say that with greater ability comes greater responsibility."

"Who told him to call him Zhang Xiangbei? I already named him. He had to change it. He had to call him such an awesome name. If he doesn't charge into battle, why should the unknown Zhang Dazhi do it?"

Shang Zhongtang rolled his eyes.

This Lao Deng is so damn coquettish and so damn thick-skinned.

"Brother, the man from the mountain is called Li Shiyan."

Another old man stepped forward and reported in a low voice: "The successor of the Li family, I heard that before going to Beijing last night, he visited Mingzhu."

Lao Deng said with a solemn expression: "He should have taken care of everything. This time, the three courtyards will definitely change."

"What do you want to say?" Brother Dazhi asked with a frown.

"Although General Zhang is extremely prestigious and powerful, if it concerns the vital interests of those old foxes from the Third Courtyard..." Lao Deng said word by word. "General Zhang will be in trouble today."

"Those old foxes are very likely to side with the Li family."

Once the Li family unites the entire three courtyards.

Even Zhang Xiangbei couldn't bear it.

Brother Dazhi was stunned for a moment, then exhaled and said, "Do you think my son won't know the information you have?"

"General Zhang has as many eyes and ears as a cow's hair, all over the world..." Lao Deng said firmly. "He must know."

"He's not worried, why are you nervous?" Brother Dazhi glared at his old subordinate.

"You can't say that..." Lao Deng defended. "Twenty years ago, I was demoted three levels in a row and was living an ignoble existence in a government office that had absolutely no money to make money. Now I finally entered Beimang Academy and became the fifth vice-president. I hold great power and honor my ancestors. Covering the sky with one hand..."

"I will not allow any accidents to happen to my official career before the wealth of our village is incorporated into the establishment."

Brother Dazhi glanced sideways at Lao Deng, and after holding it in for a long time, he uttered one word: "Grass."

This Lao Deng used to be a ruthless person who dared to hit the leader with bricks, but now he was so anxious that he dared to fight with him in a one-on-one fight.

Twenty years have passed.

Why is he thinking so much about getting promoted, getting rich and killing his wife?

"What are you talking about? Your son's name is Zhang Xiangbei. Of course you don't panic. Can I compare with you?" Lao Deng said confidently.

Brother Dazhi was stunned for a moment, then turned around suddenly and glanced at the Eighteen Beimang Cavalrymen who were always following him.

At that time, this group of old people dressed in bright clothes and angry horses were arrogant.

Nowadays, all of them have gray heads and vicissitudes of life, like a group of greasy uncles trapped in the world of mortals.

Have they made arrangements for their families?

Have you settled your parents’ pension insurance? Are the children's educational resources and the wife's workplace arrangements satisfactory?

From the temperament point of view, the Beimang Laoden beside him looked like a group of stragglers, very sad.

But the new troops who followed his son were as strong as wolves and tigers, and as strong as bloody cows.

The veterans were trembling with fear, looking forward to General Zhang's triumphant return.

The freshmen were smoking cigarettes and bragging in the courtyard with their pockets out of their pockets. If they really had any regrets, it would be that they were not high enough to bravely brave the three courtyards with the general.

"These grandsons are so fucking heartless..."

Shang Zhongtang muttered: "Big brother is going to the Hongmen Banquet in person, but they are still here with a playful smile and a heartless look. It seems they want General Zhang to be buried alive..."

Na Lao Deng muttered: "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for entrusting them with important responsibilities and even climbing on top of us old brothers..."

Brother Dazhi pursed his lips and said, "What can I do? They were pushed in by Zhang Xiangbei. If I don't arrange it, how can I, the executive vice president, still do this?"

"Then we can't stand taller than us at a young age? It's good to make the team younger, but we can't make it younger. Have we exhausted our energy or can't carry the knife? It's not their turn, right? "

"Grass."

Brother Dazhi grinned. Hearing that these old men were joking to relieve his psychological pressure, he exhaled thick smoke and said: "My son is going to lose, so I don't have anything to worry about."

When Jiang Ling heard this, a cold look flashed in his eyes, he lowered his eyes and stepped away, making arrangements for his funeral.

……

Zhang Ruoyu walked out of Beimang Courtyard and locked the door behind his back.

Everyone in this courtyard is a great weapon of the country worthy of his protection.

Beimang's army protects the country.

In Beimangyuan, Ichigo and his gang have done good deeds but have no reward.

Walking out of the yard, Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Li Jinyan, who was trapped by Long Fei, and said calmly: "People in the mountains don't understand the rules, and you don't understand either?"

Long Fei grinned: "I just want to scare him."

After that, he turned around and saluted Zhang Xiangbei.

popping.

The eight war gods of Beimang stamped their feet and saluted.

popping.

The group of military generals who were originally standing behind Li Jinyan also stepped forward and saluted the world-famous Beimang legend.

"Aren't you going to tie me up?"

Zhang Ruoyu walked forward, his dark eyes as calm as a mountain.

The leading man stamped his feet and saluted again: "Welcome General Zhang to come to the third courtyard to guide the work!"