Under the dazzling strong light, the five thousand Beimang troops swallowed mountains and rivers and stood in front of the dangerous building.

They stood still, but burst out with overwhelming coercion.

The gang of outlaws brought by Han Shixiao, which one is not a ruthless person who licks blood from the knife's edge?

But when they witnessed the scene in front of them, they were so frightened that their faces turned blue and their legs swung.

Han Shixiao was also stunned.

The anger in my heart that I thought could only be extinguished by blood dissipated in an instant.

How big is it? Isn't it just a slap in the face?

I don't have any bearing at all?

After the five thousand Beimang elites appeared, no one cared about the gang of beam-jumping clowns. All the fighters were like Long Fei, their bodies trembling with nervousness, and their dark eyes were staring at Zhang Ruoyu.

I'm afraid that he will suddenly disappear again, and I'm afraid that I will never see him again!

Zhang Xiangbei, the soul of the 300,000 Beimang army, the god in the hearts of the soldiers!

But this group of Beimang meritorious deeds, there is no reason to see a retired cook every once in a while, and the superiors also gave a death order, only this once!

After tonight, there will be no more Zhang Xiangbei in the world, only Zhang Ruoyu!

The warriors are boiling in blood and can't help themselves!

"Stand upright!"

Long Fei's eyes were red, and he saluted Zhang Ruoyu: "Old squad leader! Happy Wedding! ”

The sound of stomping feet that shook the world resounded throughout the demolition area: "Old squad leader! Happy Wedding! ”

Now, you can't recognize each other.

In the future, I want to see it, but I can't.

Infinite tragedy fills the night sky.

Zhang Ruoyu returned a standard military salute, and his face was full of the pride of the villain.

A retired cook was congratulated on his wedding by 5,000 Beimang soldiers, isn't it worth a stinky fart?

But in those deep eyes, there were stormy waves, full of sadness.

The Beimang army saluted and rested for a while.

Long Fei's eyes fell on the face of Han Shixiao, the initiator of tonight.

He strode forward, obviously less than one meter seven in height, but it seemed that Mount Tai was pressing on the top, which made Han Shixiao almost suffocated.

"You just said that even if my 5,000 troops come down, you will kill me?" Long Fei's eyes lit up.

Syllable!

Han Shixiao didn't say a word, raised his hand and slapped himself: "I'm sorry!" ”

The slap was loud.

The apology pierced the night sky and was deafening.

Godfathers often say that if you make a mistake, you must admit that you are wrong, and you must stand firm when you are beaten!

"My father died for his country fifteen years ago in a border defense battle." Long Fei squinted and asked. "You're my father?"

Syllable!

Another slap in the face.

Han Shixiao slapped the left side of his face and slapped his right cheek, and his face was turned into a pig's head with two slaps, which showed the strength of milk.

"I'm sorry!" Han Shixiao apologized at the top of his voice.

"Tonight you-"

"That's it!" Zhang Ruoyu suddenly spoke, with the posture of an old squad leader leaning on the old and selling the old: "Ah Fei, have you played enough of the prestige of the young marshal of Beimang?" Could it be that you really want to kill my eldest brother? ”

Long Fei was stunned and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Okay, give face to the old squad leader." ”

With a wave of his hand, he shouted at the group of reluctant Beimang soldiers behind him: "Close!" ”

The Beimang army came suddenly, and they left very happily. After the people were clean, Long Fei approached Zhang Ruoyu, pursed his lips and said, "Brother, if you encounter any trouble in the future, call me." Now that I see our Beimang army overseas, I want to know that there are a few things in China that dare to provoke our Beimang! ”

"I've been fighting horses for ten years, and I've been in a hundred battles, which fool dares to mess with me?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Han Shixiao.

Long Fei didn't say anything more, the brothers came tonight, and they saw each other, and after a few days to attend the memorial service held in Zhang Xiangbei's hometown Binhai, the Beimang army should be withdrawn.

"Brother, take care." Long Fei saluted Zhang Ruoyu again.

"Take care." Zhang Ruoyu returned the salute.

Seeing Long Fei and a few people leave, Zhang Ruoyu, who had mixed tastes, glanced at Han Shixiao, who was beaten into a pig's head, and said coldly: "Xiao Han, you owe me a life." ”

Han Shixiao was stunned, a little in a trance.

"If I hadn't stopped me just now, Long Fei would definitely have killed you."

Han Shixiao chuckled in his heart, but he didn't have the confidence to refute.

insulted and threatened the young marshal of Beimang, and wanted to be his father...

This is a great sin.

"But don't worry, you are my eldest brother, and I won't go around preaching your ugly things tonight." Zhang Ruoyu is a serious person.

Han Shixiao twitched the corner of his mouth: I thank you!

"Let's talk about it." Zhang Ruoyu is not salty or indifferent. "My father-in-law sent you?"

"My own idea." Han Shixiao was so frightened that he hurriedly put the black pot on his back.

Betraying Godfather? He didn't dare to kill him.

Looking at Han Shixiao's trembling appearance, Zhang Ruoyu knew it in his heart, but he didn't get to the bottom of it.

The wedding night is to find fault, how will you live this day in the future?

Even if this marriage doesn't last long, Zhang Ruoyu doesn't want to worry about it every day.

After thinking about it, Zhang Ruoyu said resolutely: "Xiaoxue and I are true love. You don't beat mandarin ducks as bad guys anymore, it's useless. ”

Han Shixiao snorted coldly, did you really love when you first met? Do you really love Han Jiaqian?

"." Zhang Ruoyu snuffed out the cigarette. "I'm going to the cave room."

After that, he walked upstairs and hung Han Shixiao and his gang downstairs.

After pondering for a moment, Han Shixiao took out his mobile phone: "Starting tonight, the demolition area will be completely suspended. The young lady sleeps lightly and is afraid of noise. ”

After that, he glanced back at the trembling little brothers, and said coldly: "Whoever dares to reveal a word about tonight's matter, Lao Tzu will kill him!" ”

The king of coastal cold noodles was beaten into a pig's head, this is going to be spread, and Han Shixiao is no longer alive.