[Third Update!] Urban Mythology Group: 108528921 is full of cows, forcing Liangshan =. =！ 】

Yang Jincai felt that he should be a character in his life, he had not really obeyed anyone, even if it was a hero like Yang Jinbiao, he was not convinced, although he ate under Yang Jinbiao, but Yang Jincai was confident that as long as he played well with his wrist, it would be no problem to play Yang Jinbiao to death.

But a big battle in the night made this vulgarly named, but in fact a Sven guy, extremely frightened, he had not experienced that kind of era of gunfire, and he did not know how terrible it would be for the old man who really saw the bayonet on the battlefield to go crazy.

Now, he finally knew.

North China Three Flying Tigers, Zhang Laosan didn't say anything yet, and a momentum made Yang Jincai's legs weak, and he knelt on the ground when he entered the door, if it wasn't for someone next to him, he really couldn't get up.

It's too bad.

In the early years, the Qinghong Gang opened the incense hall, three knives and six holes boiling oil pot, kowtowed in front of Guan Erye, worshiped incense in front of Yue Wusheng's door, and two long dragons lined up, it was just a lot of people, and they couldn't be called heroes.

The fame of the scoundrels piled up, but dozens of men in the Zhang family were standing or sitting, and the old guy of the big horse golden knife did not die, and there were still ** people who could come out to sit and talk, and the other few who were paralyzed in bed did not come out.

The old man who used to look at the cabbage seller with contempt at a glance was just holding a low-quality cigarette for five yuan in his hand at this time, and the cigarette butts were everywhere on the ground, but these dozens of eyes were projected and could shoot through people's hearts.

"Mr. Yang, it's too polite, make such a big gift."

Zhang Sanxian's arm rested on the table, and there was no one who was on his equal, so the seat on his left hand was empty, and no one took the seat.

Zhang Ben stood behind him, like a Dharma Protector King Kong, but his eyes swept Yang Jincai, and he mocked in his heart: This kind of thing can run rampant in the township, it's really a hell of a life.

Yang Jincai complained bitterly in his heart, his eyes looked at Zhang Ben, and he almost knelt down again.

"Zhang Sangong Huwei, see and laugh, see and laugh." Yang Jincai was shocked in his heart: Zhang Sanxian is already fierce, Zhang Yaozu is even more desperate, I didn't expect that the children and grandchildren will be strong from generation to generation, and those thin dogs and beasts in my family can't be compared, can't be compared.

Among the people here, only one person is an outsider, and that is Bao Qiang.

Lao Bao sat on the left side of the road, modestly nodded to Zhang Juncai next to him, and Lao Changgong patted him on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry.

"Mr. Yang, what's the matter, why don't you come to the door? You can just call someone over and talk about it. ”

Zhang Ben served a cup of tea to his grandfather, and the children and grandchildren of each family also served tea to their own Zhang Ben, the women were pulling the housework outside, and there were a few aunts and aunts who had just woken up from sleep, all laughing and laughing at each other's ugliness yesterday, and hated to ridicule to death.

The silence inside and out is a stark contrast.

Yang Jincai was just about to speak, Zhang Sanxian slapped the table suddenly, and the good mahogany table shook suddenly, almost falling apart.

Yang Jincai was startled, and actually knelt down directly: "Zhang San is open!" Zhang San is open! ”

Zhang Sanxian stood up and walked out: "What is the quarrel in the woman's house, there are so many bullshit that won't die and talk far, get away with a fucking bitch!" Gossip! ”

A group of women hurriedly flew away, and the old man turned around and said in surprise: "Yo, Mr. Yang, why did you kneel again?" Maybe the old man won't be able to eat your gift? ”

A [***] portrait on the front, majestic spirit, Yang Jincai secretly said in his heart: If you slap down, Lao Tzu may not have half a life, the people in your family are not normal, Lao Tzu doesn't want to wake up in the middle of the night, and he doesn't want to run away overnight like Yang Jinbiao!

"[***] The old man always has to kneel, and he has to kneel......" Yang Jincai nodded again and again, and all the suits on his body became stalls.

"Hmph, [***] didn't say that people should kneel! The Chinese have stood up for decades, don't you know? ”

The third young master sneered, he has always looked down on this kind of soft bones, put the years of the Anti-Japanese War, such a thing, he doesn't know how much he slaughtered, but it is also difficult for this kind of person to have soft bones, so he is afraid of both ends.

I think that the underground party wanted to cross the Yangtze River, transfer from Nantong to Chuzhou and enter Xuzhou, and could not cross in front of the Huai River. The third young master and the two Huai are very famous, and the underground party contacted him to cross the Huai River, and he said hello to the Han annihilators under the soldiers, and those Han annihilators can generally give an accurate time period for the underground party to cross the river as long as they are not sweeping.

What is Weiming? That's it!

The most classic time is that before the third young master could speak, Han Jian spoke first: "At one o'clock in the night, there is an hour to cross the river, and the soldiers change their guards at two or three o'clock." ”

At that time, the third young master still thought this was quite boring.

Zhang Sanxian sat down slowly again, patted the dust on his pants, he was already hard-looking, his eyes were energetic, bright, and his gray hair was inch, but he definitely didn't feel like he was old.

There is a good saying: revolutionaries, forever young!

"Xiao Ben, give Mr. Yang a stool, I'm afraid that Mr. Yang will be excited again after a while, not only to kneel, but also to kowtow!"

Zhang Ben nodded, picked up a small stool from the side, walked to Yang Jincai, and after putting it down, he glanced at him coldly: "Sit down." ”

"Yes, yes......"

Yang Jincai nodded, at this moment, he knew how wrong he was, where is he a character, he is clearly a personal name.

Somebody here is looking at him.

But Yang Jincai had to admire, the momentum of this Zhang family was too strong.

Dozens of young people sit down, as long as Zhang Sanxian speaks, there is absolutely no mouthy voice around, this kind of discipline makes people feel cold.

Is this still a normal people's home? Normal fart!

Zhang Laosan usually taught the children of the 13 families of the Zhang family: keep the revolutionary vigilance anytime and anywhere, and deal with sudden struggles......

If this is thrown into the mouth of another old man, even if the descendants don't have big ears and shave to fan it, even if they accumulate yin virtue, only the third young master will casually put two farts on it, and others will also say that the third young master is profound, like thunder.

This small stool is a bidding stool in Jiangnan, it is for children to sit and play, Yang Jincai shrank on this small stool, his hands pressed his knees, his face was pale, and beads of sweat kept sliding down.

His two assistants knew how bad today's errand was, and they rushed over, thinking it was a beautiful errand, but when they arrived at the port in front of the door, the two of them knew that it was bad, and they ran into Diao Min.

Now I know that this is much higher than Diao Min's level.

Swallowing his saliva, the two originally decent young men were also colorless.

Zhang Ben walked calmly and powerfully, but silently, Yang Jincai would only feel hopeless when he saw it, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he couldn't wait to open his eyes, and nothing existed, just now it was all an illusion.

"Zhang Sangong, I, I'm here today...... Yes, it is about reparations. ”

Zhang Sanxian nodded: "Vice President Yang is really knowledgeable and sensible, well, he doesn't oppress the people, he has a conscience." ”

Yang Jincai's face twitched, and he whispered: "The losses of each family, report ...... Report the number, and I, I, and I'll take it back...... Take it back so that you can get back to the company. ”

Zhang Sanxian nodded again: "That's right, things just have to come one by one, one by one, Vice President Yang is really a big man, a person with strength, and he does things firmly." Come, old man, I still believe in Vice President Yang's sincerity, you can take this piece of paper and take a look at it to see if the number is right, if it is right, Vice President Yang will give a sentence and nod. ”

Zhang Ben handed Yang Jincai the losses reported to the municipal axe, Yang Jincai received it in his hand, looked at it with trembling hands, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, the number couldn't be more right." ”

"Vice President Yang, you can still see right and wrong if you take the paper backwards, this eyesight is more powerful than my kung fu for more than ten years, Vice President Yang, you have a unique skill."

Zhang Ben said with a sneer next to him.

"Ah, you don't have to look at it to know it's right."

Yang Jincai's heart is like ashes, these people are not easy to provoke, looking at Zhang Ben silently, he was stabbed all over his body by a word.

The two assistants didn't dare to move, standing there like two pillars, Zhang Ben swept his eyes coldly, and stood back behind Zhang Sanxian, motionless, this momentum, nothing to say.

Lao Bao was even more secretly happy in his heart: Zhang Yaozu's son is decent, alas, it's a pity that this old boy is not at home, otherwise he will not suffer if he sends his daughter to his Zhang family.

Bao Qiang is kind-hearted, people in several villages around him know it, and he is a decent person, although he is a family that relies on his father-in-law, but he is better than his duty, he had a very good relationship with Zhang Yaozu when he was a child, he is an iron brother who takes off his pants and pees a groove, Wang Aiguo counts one, he counts one.

"Zhang Sangong, if you don't have ...... Nothing else, I—I'll go first, first. ”

Yang Jincai doesn't know why he still has the courage to speak here, it's too depressing, it's extremely stressful, this feeling is like the feeling of the suspect going to court before, if the [***] portrait is replaced by a Zhengda Guangming plaque, Zhang Sanxian changes into a prefect's official robe, the same majesty.

"Vice President Yang!"

Zhang Sanxian suddenly snorted.

Yang Jincai sat back suddenly: "Zhang Sangong, you command, you command......"

"Today, people from several villages are out of action, walking and missing work, maybe one of them will have a physical problem, what grievances are in their hearts, I don't know if Vice President Yang has any tricks to cure the disease and get angry."

The third young master picked up the teacup, took a sip of the cow drink, there was no posture of tasting tea at all, a piece of tea slipped into his mouth, his tongue moved, and with a snort, he spit the tea on the ground.

"I'll pay for lost work, I'll pay for hard work, and one counts as one. When I go back, I will immediately send people to the various villages to pacify, I will definitely go, I promise! ”

Yang Jincai hurriedly patted his chest and said anxiously.

Zhang Sanxian was already satisfied in his heart, so he laughed: "Vice President Yang is really a bodhisattva, admire and admire, do you want to have a light meal at my house?" ”

Zhang Sangong was polite...... You're welcome. ”

After saying that, he ran away as if he had escaped.

Yang Jincai had just been carried out with his front feet, and he was laughing heartily behind him.

"Hahahaha, it's just a leper dog."

"Cut it three times, and scream!"

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