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

The sky was filled with dark clouds.

The already cold and humid climate has become even more chilly.

Many big shots in the mountains looked at each other, not daring to look directly at Zhang Xiangbei who was standing on the high platform.

The process of reading the list was very long, but no one interrupted, and no one left the table impatiently.

When Liao Qiying heard the name of his eldest brother Liao Qihong, his emotions suddenly burst and his eyes were red.

"What kind of debt are you collecting?"

Mr. Li stared straight at Zhang Xiangbei and shouted in a deep voice: "Every name you read is for fighting for the country. They died with honor!"

Zhang Xiangbei lowered his eyes and glanced at Master Li: "Why did your son live twenty more years? Why didn't they die with honor back then?"

Mr. Li snorted.

you still need to ask?

You, Zhang Xiangbei, are going to have a son in the future. Will you put your son in danger?

Listening to Zhang Xiangbei's cold questioning on the stage, You Yun gently pulled Youwu's sleeve and asked nervously: "How does General Zhang plan to collect debts?"

The beauty grinned and said: "If you owe money and pay back your debt, you will pay for your life if you die."

"Eight thousand Beimang martyrs..." You Yun said, looking around. "Where do so many people come from in the mountains?"

"How do I know?" Youwu frowned. "I'm not a roundworm in his stomach."

You Yunnu said: "Ask your brother on WeChat. As a father, do you still know your son's plan?"

"I asked." Youwu curled her lips. "Lao Zhang said he didn't know anything."

"For show? Relying on your son's ability and ignoring brotherhood?" You Yun said sarcastically.

"If my son is so promising," Youwu said coldly. “I deleted Lao Zhang’s WeChat account a long time ago.”

You Yun opened her mouth and stopped speaking.

But the atmosphere at the funeral was extremely depressing.

Even Master Li was a little out of breath.

WeChat sent another message.

Everyone’s cell phones are all maxed out, and they’re ringing non-stop.

foot of the mountain.

The Zhenshan Army was ready.

Seeing the dark soldiers of the Bei Mang Army descending from the sky, they were gearing up and ready to make a move.

Although the Zhenshan Army is not lower than the Beimang Army in terms of level.

But let’s talk about temperament and practical experience.

The Zhenshan Army wanted to kowtow to the Beimang Army.

When it comes to techniques and tactics, the Zhenshan Army has a wealth of theoretical knowledge. Just a few soldiers from any camp can memorize Sun Tzu's Art of War, and can repeatedly simulate classic battles of modern warfare on the sand table.

But I really encountered the Beimang Army who crawled out from the dead, defeated all the coalition forces, and caused bloody storms in the outer battlefields...

Chinese people, don’t fight Chinese people.

Civil war is a shame.

The senior generals of the Zhenshan Army reached unity from within.

They will never extend a poisonous hand to the heroic troops.

"General, they've crossed a line."

A deputy general of the Zhenshan Army reported to the leader: "Just now we were fifty meters away from our cordon, and now we are on the line. I am sure that there will be someone lurking up the mountain in Beimang before dark."

General Zheng, who was dressed in a straight military uniform, said calmly: "There is nothing shady on our mountain. Just go up the mountain. Are you afraid that the Beimang Army will go up the mountain to break into your house and rob your house? They have good welfare, and they are not short of those three melons and two sons."

"Without the approval of the mountain committee, idlers are not allowed to go up the mountain." Lieutenant General Shen Ning said. "General, this is a fatal order given to us by the Mountain Committee."

"The Beimang army is not just a bunch of people," General Zheng said with a frown. "They are a heroic unit, and they are all pillars of the country with meritorious service."

"General, what are you talking about?" the deputy general asked.

"I say, lead your troops down the mountain now to warn Beimang. If you dare to cross the border, you will be killed." General Zheng patted the deputy general on the shoulder. "Go ahead, I support you."

The deputy general twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression suddenly changed and he said: "General..."

"Where is your mother?" General Zheng said angrily. "Can you shut your fucking mouth? I'm scared!"

"General..." the deputy general said with sweat dripping down his face. "I'm also afraid..."

"Go down and prepare 50,000 barrels of Nongfu Mountain Spring and a hundred flowers before dark, and then pick all the freshly ripe peaches in the mountains and send them to them." After General Zheng said this, he seemed to feel that the courtesy was too small and the affection was too heavy. Added code. "Slaughter ten wild boars and twenty sheep, plus a hundred free-range chickens and a thousand eggs."

The deputy general twitched the corner of his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and said cautiously: "Is it a little less? Then there are 200,000 mouths..."

General Zheng said angrily: "How much you give does not depend on how much Beimang needs, but how much I have!"

"Understood." The deputy general nodded heavily.

"Say hello to the Beimang headquarters. I will personally lead the troops to send Xiaojing there in a moment. Please don't be nervous. We are friendly forces!" General Zheng said calmly.

"General, bring more people..." the deputy general said to prepare for a rainy day. "The Beimang Army is known for kicking the nose and the face."

"Yeah." General Zheng glanced at the deputy general. "You come with me."