The original atmosphere of "joy" was kicked by Dou Xiandong.

His eyes were gloomy, and a cold light flickered on his cold face.

As far as the eye can see, it is even more murderous!

It was as if this farce completely angered him and made him unbearable!

"Are you sick!?"

Shen Yunchao, who was kicked, almost vomited bile.

This grandson is really ruthless!

Shen Yunchao was so angry that he didn't understand what was in his way by singing a song to General Zhang to see him off!

I was personally invited to the stage by General Long!

The escort is still the Eight Heavenly Kings of Beimang!

Why did you Dou Xiandong let me go?!

Is this your turf?

"What a funeral, it's a miasma for you!"

Dou Xiandong's dark eyes coldly glanced at the tens of thousands of people in the audience, and his whole body erupted with a murderous aura.

"Zhang Xiangbei, as the leader of the Beimang Army, is a military banner that the country has spent ten years of hard work cultivating! A man who represents the image of a soldier and symbolizes the authority of a soldier! ”

"But you pretended to be crazy and stupid at his funeral, and made a lot of trouble!"

Dou Xiandong was condescending, overlooking everyone.

Between the eyebrows, the anger is rampant!

Shen Yunchao was reprimanded by this, but instead of feeling anything, he scolded angrily: "The surname is Dou!" Lao Tzu was personally invited to the stage by General Long Fei! The Beimang Army in the audience also sang together! ”

"No one Beimang thinks there's a problem, why are you pointing fingers here?!"

You Dou Xiandong is hot in the military department!

But can you compare to the Northern Mangjun? Can you compete with Young Marshal Long Fei?

Can you compete with General Zhang lying in the coffin?

People didn't say anything, why should you?

Dou Xiandong's face sank, and his sharp eyes glared coldly at Shen Yunchao: "Don't say that he is Long Fei!" Even if Zhang Xiangbei is alive! He doesn't have the right to make his funeral a farce! Make it a joke! ”

Being glared at by Dou Xiandong, Shen Yunchao trembled all over, as if he had been electrocuted.

He can see that this Dou Xiandong seems to be righteous, but in fact, he is here to find fault!

Find the stubble of the Northern Mang Army!

Find General Zhang's stubble in the coffin!

Look at the yin and yang weird words he said, it seems that General Zhang is famous all over the world, and he is all relying on the country to create gods and rely on the propaganda of the army!

If it's really that simple, why doesn't anyone praise you?

There was an uproar in the audience.

Thousands of Beimang troops were even more furious!

A cold color flashed in Long Fei's eyes, and he was about to make a move, but was stopped by Zhang Ruoyu.

"This kid has been pressed by General Zhang for ten years, and he is holding his stomach full of anger and letting him vent." Zhang Ruoyu shrugged. "Our Beimang Army, the pattern is not so small."

Long Fei threw a cigarette in his mouth, and with a wave of his big hand, the group of Beimang troops who were about to move immediately stood by in place.

Dou Xiandong, they are familiar.

An existence that is regarded by the military as the successor of General Zhang, and a popular fried chicken outside Beimang in the military department.

Everyone firmly believes that Dou Xiandong will become a great weapon!

But Huaxia already has a Zhang Xiangbei, and all the halos are also given to Zhang Xiangbei.

Even if Dou Xiandong frequently attends important occasions, he has been praised by countless leaders.

But no one cares about him, people only know the Beimang Army, and they only know that the god of the Beimang Army is called Zhang Xiangbei.

"He has a grudge against General Zhang?" Han Jiangxue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"General Zhang has never met him at all." Long Fei pouted. "But this kid has always regarded General Zhang as a lifelong enemy, and he often chews his tongue on our Beimang's style, as if Beimangde is not worthy of the position, and he is a bunch of unorganized and undisciplined ruffians."

"Why?" Han Jiangxue asked curiously.

"Jealousy." Zhang Ruoyu said word by word. "Jealousy makes people unrecognizable!"

"Listening to you say this, Dou Xiandong should also be considered a powerful person. Why should he be jealous of General Zhang? Han Jiangxue frowned and asked.

"Because this guy who has no self-knowledge has always thought that he is stronger than General Zhang!"

"Because of this shameless guy, he always feels that he was born at the wrong time, as if he is allowed to sit in the position of General Zhang, he can do a better job than General Zhang!"

"Xue Bao, do you think he stinks and shameless?" Zhang Ruoyu wanted to ask Han Jiangxue for a fair evaluation.

"Silly bird." Han Jiangxue raised her eyebrows.

Zhang Ruoyu twitched the corners of his mouth, this was not taught by him, it was Shen Yunchao.

Long Fei bared his teeth and smiled, and gave a thumbs up: "Sister-in-law scolds well!" This grandson is underdrawn! ”

After angrily denouncing this farcical funeral, Dou Xiandong turned his head suddenly, staring at the coffin with crazy and desperate eyes.

"Zhang Xiangbei! Why did you die!? ”

Dou Xiandong asked in a cold voice: "Why don't you wait for me!?"

"I said it! Someday, I'll beat you with my own hands! ”

Bang!

Dou Xiandong, who was out of control, kicked the coffin violently: "Zhang Xiangbei!" You get up for Lao Tzu! ”

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, Dou Xiandong actually kicked General Zhang's coffin!

The crowd at the scene was excited, and the cursing was endless, and there was a posture of chopping Dou Xiandong to General Zhang for the funeral.

Long Fei's eyes were also red, and he was furious!

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Long Fei lightly, and then snuffed out the cigarette: "If you vent, you will vent, why do you kick the coffin?" Do you have to show off your whip legs? ”

"There's a lot of drama."

Zhang Ruoyu put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the spiritual platform.

When Long Fei saw this, his heart trembled.

He never expected that his brother would actually make a move.

But soon, he was relieved.

Long Fei knew that Dou Xiandong had made the former Beimang young marshal who had always been known for his big pattern angry.

Even, enraged!

Kicking Zhang Xiangbei's coffin, my brother may scold his mother, but he won't be really angry.

Even if the whole world wants to crusade against Dou Xiandong, my brother doesn't care.

But in this coffin, in addition to General Zhang's belongings, there are also 1,800 Beimang tokens lying in Beimang.

That was left behind by the 1,800 soldiers who died in Beimang in the past ten years.

These 1,800 soldiers were buried by my brother one by one.

Their ashes were returned to their parents.

Their Beimang token stayed in Beimang.

Before dying, a soldier grinned and said to the north: "Brother, when you die, bury my brand together." ”

"In the next life, let's come again."