Yan Murong was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but he didn't grow up in a honey pot, but the old man's education to him in the past ten years is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, and if people offend me, I will kill them - even if you kill someone, it's still okay to disgust people.

There is a kind of contradiction, which is called the Huaxia contradiction.

The ancients said to take a step back and open the sky, but another ancient said that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road.

That's right, Yan Murong wants to be this brave man.

So, Xiaobei and Pang Tong both took out their phones and began to arrange their troops - oh no, Xiaobei was arranging troops, and Pang Tong was calling for help.

Zhang Tianao was a fiery temper when he was a soldier, not to mention the squad leader, the company commander dared to go up and beat him when he was in a hurry.

No, he was still in a meeting when Xiaobei called, and as soon as he heard that his son was being pointed at gunpoint, his temper suddenly came up. That's his son, he can fight, he can fight, anyone in the family can fight, but outsiders can't move.

As soon as the calf's temper came up, the meeting was not opened, and after asking Xiaobei's location clearly, a phone call was made to the Hangzhou Military Division, roaring and asking people to take a company to save people, and he was even more anxious to fly from Nanjing in a helicopter.

In less than 20 minutes, the roar of engines was heard from far and near, and then, four trucks with camouflage hung on them rushed into the courtyard of the West Lake disaster center, the trunk of the car was opened, and a group of heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the cars, quickly stood in formation, and waited for the instructions of the company commander.

As soon as they lined up, Yan Murong and his party walked out, Zhang Xiaobei hurriedly took two steps, ran to the company commander with a three-star on his shoulder, whispered a few words, and then walked over to Yan Murong with the company commander.

"I'm sorry for you." Yan Murong looked at the captain officer in front of him and said.

"It is our duty to protect the safety of the chief's family." The company commander said loudly. "I am Gong Peng, commander of the third company of the first battalion of the Hangzhou Military Region, please instruct."

"Brother Peng, do you see, it's this club." Xiaobei interjected at the right time. "Yan Shaoning didn't let a few of us come out to play, but they turned out to be good, not to say that we came to make trouble-what the fuck is going on, haven't you seen a group come out to take a bath? What's even more damn serious is that this group of people still has guns. ”

"Obey me." Gong Peng's face turned blue, a small club actually dared to threaten the son of his top boss with a gun, isn't this looking for death?

"Xiaobei, what you say to do, I will do it today." Gong Peng said. "Commander Zhang said, if you don't come out today, they don't want to leave."

"Hehe, that's what I'm waiting for." Xiaobei smiled, he had already been instructed by Yan Murong, he turned around and pointed to the lamp~ The bright West Lake Club said. "Brother Peng, tell the brothers to get on the sapper shovel and smash it layer by layer for me from the bottom up."

"Okay." Gong Peng laughed, and gave an order to the soldiers, and the group of little tigers pulled out folded sapper shovels from behind them, and rushed into the West Lake Club with a roar.

Suddenly, screams, the sound of things breaking came from inside.

Pang Tong stood on the side, his face was blue and scary, and the mobile phone in his hand was squeaked and screamed by him. But he didn't dare to move, let alone stop him.

This group of soldiers, they only have the country, only the chief, only their comrades-in-arms, and nothing else. Go up and stop it yourself, maybe someone will have to throw a shovel over.

The waiters in the hall on the first floor ran out screaming, shivering and hiding to the side, watching the renovated golden hall smashed beyond recognition by them in the blink of an eye.

The West Lake Clubhouse is located on the edge of the West Lake, and this small building is not very tall, only five floors, which is nothing in a city full of high-rise buildings. This is the former district government office building, and later the district government moved, and it was idle here, so the West Lake Club was born.

This building is a few years old, and it was not worth a few dollars, but the decoration inside has cost a lot of money, and the elevator is specially installed.

"Brothers, the first floor is almost over, leave a little for me, you go up to the second floor." Xiaobei was born in a military family, and he inherited his father's soldier ruffian gene in his bones, and he couldn't help it when he saw how lively they were smashing, so he ran to the car and found a sapper shovel, and smashed it up.

This guy is much more ruthless than those who are soldiers, and there is a flashing jade screen in the rest area of the hall, which has already been smashed in half, but it can still be used to find a skilled craftsman to make up for it. As a result, the goods were good, and they were not smashed enough, and there was a crackling bang when he carried the sapper shovel, and when he turned to the front desk satisfied, the screen was broken and almost only a pile of powder remained.

Repair? If you can't fix it, pack it up and take it home and drink it as milk powder.

No one dared to resist, and wherever this group of soldiers and brothers smashed, there would be a panicked scream and ping-pong banging.

Not to mention, these well-trained, enough to make the enemy frightened soldiers and brothers smashed up the field is not ambiguous, the little shovel dance is called a diligent, less than ten minutes, except for the light bulb on the ceiling, the entire West Lake Club is as if it has been forcibly demolished, that is called a miserable. Both the guests and the waiters ran out, holding aside in horror and discussing what had happened.

At this moment, there was a loud roar overhead, and then, the wind blew around, and a military helicopter slowly fell.

As soon as the plane came to a stop, the door of the cabin opened, and a lieutenant general wearing a military uniform with two golden beans hanging from his shoulders walked down with a gloomy face.

"Xiaobei, are you still alive, give Lao Tzu a squeak." Zhang Tianao opened his throat and yelled, even the sound of the helicopter was drowned out.

"Dad, I'm here." Hearing Lao Tzu's shout, Zhang Xiaobei ran out of the building with a shovel and sweating profusely.

"Okay, it's okay."

Seeing that his son was fine, Zhang Tianao breathed a sigh of relief, he usually manages his son strictly, and he has beaten him, and scolding is even more commonplace, but no matter how he beats and scolds, it is also his son, and he can't tolerate others bullying.

Soon, after those soldier brothers finished smashing, Pang Tongyi walked over with a blue face, looked at Yan Murong and said. "It's smashed and smashed, satisfied?"

"Satisfied with your grandmother's bear."

Before Yan Murong could speak, Zhang Tianao opened fire, strode over, and stared at the boss with two eyes. "You're the person in charge here?"

"I—"

"It's got to be you." Without waiting for Pang Tong to answer, Zhang Tianao pushed back. "You're the one who got a gun pointed at my son?"

"I—"

"Don't think about it, it's definitely you."

Pang Tong was about to cry, he originally thought that Yan Murong was unreasonable enough, but the one who parachuted in a helicopter was even more unreasonable. Tell me, since you asked, why don't you give people a chance to explain?

Forget it, people are lieutenant generals, so put up with it yourself.

"I'm telling you, I'm not satisfied." Zhang Tianao shouted at the top of his voice. "Fight, fight, guns? When Lao Tzu took a gun to kill the monkeys in the south, you were still napping in your mother's womb. ”

"Gong Peng." Zhang Tianao turned around and shouted.

"Chief, Gong Peng, commander of the third company of the first battalion of the Hangzhou Military Region, please instruct." Gong Peng ran over quickly and saluted.

"Give you a task, you keep an eye on him." Zhang Tianao pointed at Pang Tong and said. "He'll have a week to decorate this for me as it is, and then you'll smash it again."