The head of the four sons of Huaguo, Zhang Dashuai's eldest son-Zhang Hanqing, was ordered to kneel down by a man who was about the same age?

The point is, did Zhang Hanqing really obediently kneel?

Who is this person?

"Isn't that Zhang Dashuai's son, young marshal Zhang Hanqing? How did he kneel! ”

"Who can make the handsome son kneel, what is the identity of that son?"

"In the entire three provinces of Fengtian, who else has the power other than the big marshal who can be above the young marshal? Who can make the young marshal kneel! ”

"Could it be him? He's back! ”

"Who is he, tell me, who is he you talking about?"

Outside the private room, a crowd of onlookers let out a shocked discussion.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.

Zhang Dashuai's eldest son, Zhang Hanqing, actually knelt down in front of a young man.

What could be more eye-catching?

Zhang Zongqing did not pay attention to the discussion of the surrounding crowd.

He just looked coldly at Zhang Hanqing, who was kneeling on the ground, almost fainting from fright.

Silent!

The more this is the case, the more Zhang Hanqing feels a huge pressure pressing on his body.

"Humph!"

Zhang Zongqing snorted coldly, and the cowardly Zhang Hanqing couldn't help but swing.

But Zhang Zongqing did not pay attention to the eldest prince.

He raised his head and looked at Yang Weijie, who was still very arrogant just now.

For this gentlemanly brother, Zhang Zongqing naturally knows him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a powerful father, this guy wouldn't even be an embroidered pillow.

However, even Yang Weijie's father, Yang Yuting, the core figure of Fengjun, would never dare to be so arrogant in front of Zhang Zongqing.

"You just said, what am I, Zhang Zongqing?"

The eagle-like gaze was firmly fixed on Yang Weijie's body.

Yang Weijie, who was hollowed out by wine, was frightened by this gaze.

"I, I ......"

Yang Weijie's tone stammered, where can his momentum be compared to a decisive figure like Zhang Zongqing?

"I'm giving you a chance, you say it again!"

Yang Weijie, who was forced to a corner by Zhang Zongqing's momentum, didn't know where the courage came from.

He actually opened his mouth and said: "Zhang Zongqing, don't think I'm afraid of you, my father is Yang ......"

"Bang!"

Zhang Zongqing will not shoot at his eldest brother, but it does not mean that he does not dare to teach a lesson even a second ancestor.

The bullet pierced Yang Weijie's thigh, and blood gushed out.

"Rubbish!!"

"Fengjun just has more wine bags and rice bags for you!" Zhang Zongqing said coldly.

He turned around and said to Zhang Hanqing, who was trembling, "Clean up, don't be embarrassed here." ”

"Come home with me!"

Glancing around, Zhang Zongqing put away the Browning pistol he was holding.

"You guys, carry him back!" Zhang Zongqing pointed at Yang Weijie and said to the second ancestors.

Raising his feet forward, Zhang Zongqing was taking a distance.

But I heard the sound of "stamping" footsteps, and the guards of the Fengtian City Garrison Brigade rushed to the "Nianhua Garden".

"Who is so bold as to dare to bully the young marshal? Dare to bully my eldest young master, Wei Jie? ”

"Do you want to die?"

There were menacing words.

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first!

Fierce and domineering!

From this tone, you can hear that this guy has done a lot of bullying men and women in Fengtian City.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, there was a guy with a big shoulder and a thick waist, leading ten guards.

Putting on a full show is walking in.

This guy is also blind, maybe Zhang Zongqing's appearance has changed over the years, or maybe this guy is drunk, and the whole person is confused.

In short, he passed by Zhang Zongqing, but he didn't see the second son of the Zhang family by his side.

"Yang Gongzi, Yang Gongzi, which dog broke your leg?"

"Did he eat the gall of the king leopard? Lao Tzu will lead his troops over and kill him now! ”

"Damn, don't look at Fengtiancheng's current surname, dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head!"

"Young marshal, young marshal!"

After filming Yang Weijie's fart, this guy ran towards the pale Zhang Hanqing again.

But the more this guy slapped everyone's ass, the more bloodless everyone's faces were.

Because not far away, but there is a great demon king standing there.

"Young marshal, I'll go and help you avenge you now, and kill that bastard who bullied you!"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely cold voice suddenly came.

"Wang Mazi, you have a chance, have you forgotten how I taught you to put a gun back then?"

"Now, you're going to kill me?"

Zhang Zongqing slowly turned his head, and the voice that Wang Mazi couldn't forget for the rest of his life made him wake up half of his wine in an instant.

"II...... Second son......"

Seeing Zhang Zongqing turn his head, Wang Mazi stammered even when he spoke.

Where would he have thought that the young marshal Zhang Hanqing would kneel down and shoot and wound Yang Weijie.

It turned out to be the second son of the Zhang family!

It's an almost ironclad future handsome!

Zhang Zongqing approached Wang Mazi step by step, and Wang Mazi was forced back step by step by his momentum.

Everyone who saw this scene was terrified.

What kind of tough and powerful guy is he who can force Wang Mazi, the brigade commander of the Fengtian Garrison Brigade, to not even have the courage to stand in front of him?

Countless people opened their mouths in astonishment, and they could stuff several quail eggs into their mouths.

I saw Zhang Zongqing grab Wang Mazi, the hand holding the pistol.

Holding a pistol, it is against his head.

"Wang Mazi, do you want to kill me?"

"Shoot, shoot!"

was so agitated by Zhang Zongqing, Wang Mazi's whole person was like a puddle of mud, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

An unknown liquid soaked his crotch, giving off an unpleasant smell.

Zhang Zongqing picked up Wang Mazi's hand and aimed at Wang Mazi is "click, click" a few shots.

The crowd did not dare to look at each other.

only to find that not a single bullet in the pistol was fired.

"As the brigade commander of the Fengtian City Garrison Brigade, I don't even know if there are bullets in my pistol."

"In front of me, I was scared to wet my crotch!"

"You're not a wreck, who are you?"

After speaking, Zhang Zongqing threw the pistol to another soldier he was very familiar with.

"From today onwards, you are temporarily acting as the commander of the garrison brigade in Fengtian City!"

Zhang Zongqing walked forward without looking back.

The crowd, who had long been frightened by the scene in front of them, automatically separated from each other.

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