Everyone left General Zhang's cemetery one after another.

Some people are frightened and their hands and feet are numb, and some people are sweating.

There are also some bold people who are curious about Zhang Ruoyu's identity in Beimang, and even ask someone to investigate.

is simply a Beimang cook, it is impossible to even give face to the big boss of the Dragon Soul Group.

Zhong Hao's soul left without possession.

Guo Zhengzhong was carried into the hospital again.

His stomach was on fire, and he suspected that he had been kicked and was bleeding internally...

General Shen stood not far away, stunned.

Hesitant to go up and say hello.

She will return to Beijing tomorrow evening, and the next time she comes to Binhai, she doesn't know if it is the Year of the Monkey.

She wanted to...

Take a photo with General Zhang!

But considering the discipline, considering the girlfriend may think too much.

Think about it.

"Old Han, let's go!"

General Shen waved his hand and led his subordinates to leave.

In order to avoid suspicion, he didn't even say hello to General Zhang.

The people are gone.

Zhang Ruoyu just sat by the tombstone and smoked, his eyes were calm and thoughtful.

Han Jiangxue peeked at it and felt that Brother Zhang at this moment was super manly.

The embarrassing scum, the deep eyes, and the thin stinky mouth...

Mr. Han thought about it, and sat next to the tombstone very unfiguratively.

"Brother Zhang, they're all gone." Xue Bao tilted his head, and his tone was slightly coaxing sweet.

"Hmm." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled a thick cigarette and nodded lightly.

"You're going to be embarrassed..."

Xue Bao blinked, pouted, and said, "I'll help you take down the Dragon Soul Order?" ”

"The eldest husband spit on a nail and said that he would return it to General Zhang, how can he go back on his word?" Brother Zhang raised his eyebrows and pouted. "Mr. Han, are you going to trap me for being unkind?"

"Leave a thought." Mr. Han was relieved. "It's not appropriate to put the general's monument on it, in case someone steals it..."

"It's not worth a few bucks when it sells for a pound." Zhang Ruoyu saw that Xue Bao was getting closer and closer, and snuffed out the cigarette duct. "No one cares."

"Besides, this cemetery is not without security patrols."

"Just keep it on the tablet?" Mr. Han wondered.

"Go back and find the person in charge of the cemetery and put it in the stele." Zhang Ruoyu said in a deep voice. "Prevent visitors from walking away."

"Good idea." Mr. Han held his chin, looked back at General Zhang's tombstone, and then looked at Brother Zhang, falling into deep thought.

"I'm just a little worried that someone will trouble you next time..."

"I still have my dad's." Zhang Ruo was foolish and magical, and took out another dragon soul token. "I have the right to inherit this piece, and no one can snatch it."

After a pause, Zhang Ruoyu said word by word: "I even want to find a skilled blacksmith and erase the father on this brand." ”

"Wouldn't that be a crime?" Mr. Han hesitated.

"Hold the bold to death, starve the faint to death." Zhang Ruoyu said in a deep voice. "As the saying goes, wealth and danger are sought."

"It's a little too dangerous." Mr. Han was worried. "It's so embarrassing to be reported..."

"Forget it." Zhang Ruoyu patted his ass and stood up. "Go home."

On the way home.

Mr. Han has been peeking at Brother Zhang, thinking a lot and summarizing a lot.

Let's talk about the little old lady first, she usually spoils Brother Zhang, and even Mr. Han is jealous, so jealous that she doubts that she is still the little old lady's baby granddaughter.

But every time Brother Zhang is in trouble, he is almost scared to pee, but this little old lady never takes it seriously.

Especially tonight, the battle is so big, even the production unit of the Dragon Soul Token is on the face.

The little old lady still didn't care, and even said lightly: Your brother Zhang is very dick.

As a result, Brother Zhang, who is very dicked, really solved this tricky trouble with just a phone call.

An ordinary cook in Beimang? Mr. Han didn't believe it.

The smart and clever Xue Bao suspects that Brother Zhang has other identities.

"Brother Zhang." Xue Bao flattened his mouth and glanced at Brother Zhang.

"Huh?" Zhang Ruoyu drove the car, his expression was calm, and there was even a little relief in his eyes.

With so many things to do tonight, it would be stupid for Xue Bao not to doubt it at all.

Brother Zhang will carefully consider the problems of the next generation.

is a fool, Brother Zhang, who prides himself on being a man of wisdom in the north, can't accept it.

"Husband and wife, shouldn't they be honest with each other?" Xue Bao's red lips snorted. "You spent the night at Han's house in the past few days, and you even saw the photos of me wearing open crotch pants when I was a child."

"I have no reservations about you."

"When you were a kid, your thighs were a little thick." Zhang Ruoyu said seriously.

"That's baby fat." Mr. Han quibbled.

"Oh." Zhang Ruoyu said lightly.

"Shouldn't you be honest with me too?" Mr. Han glanced at Brother Zhang.

"Okay." Zhang Ruoyu's thin lips opened slightly, and he wrote lightly. "Don't hide it, I'm Zhang Xiangbei."

Han Jiangxue's heart, the hanging buttocks, suddenly sank again.

Well?

Mr. Han is very dissatisfied, the atmosphere is here, you tell me this? Do I look like I'm kidding you?

"Mr. Han, what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Brother Zhang was a little unhappy. "Can you please stop looking at me stupidly?"

"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." Mr. Han flattened.

Brother Zhang stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road.

Then he turned his head and stared at Xue Bao with dark eyes.

"Look closely." Brother Zhang leaned forward, almost touching Xue Bao's face.

"See what?" Mr. Han pretended to be arrogant, but his heartbeat was a little fast.

"Look into my eyes." Brother Zhang said in a deep voice.

"There's a lot of blood, and I haven't rested well lately?" Mr. Han frowned.

"Say what?" Brother Zhang said angrily. "Don't you think I have the same eyes as General Zhang?"

"Brother Zhang, are you finished?" Mr. Han was dissatisfied. "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you. It's not wrong to keep some space between husband and wife, and I still have this pattern. ”

"Then you take a closer look at the side of my face, especially my jawbone, and my earlobes." Zhang Ruoyu tilted his head, a little anxious. "Can't you see that I'm Zhang Xiangbei?"

"Okay, Brother Zhang." Mr. Han pushed Brother Zhang away and said dissatisfied. "If you do this again, I'm going to be angry!"

Zhang Ruoyu almost scolded her mother.

Putting it aside from others, he couldn't wait to hide his identity in the crotch of his pants.

But put aside this stupid girl, no matter how she explained herself, she didn't believe it.

Is this the favored brainlessness?

"Okay." Zhang Ruoyu sighed, restarted the car, and explained Xuebao's doubts very intimately, afraid that her inner order would collapse and she would not be logical and self-consistent. "My dad took me to meet a lot of his old comrades-in-arms, and Dong Shijin was one of them."

"I'll just say it." Mr. Han smoothed out in one breath, and the logic of the science students was also completely smooth.

If it doesn't go well, she can survive tonight.

Looking at Mr. Han's satisfied appearance, Brother Zhang secretly swore that he would blow up his identity with this girl in the future, and he would be a dog!

When he got home, Zhang Ruo went to take a bath in a hurry.

Mr. Han lay on the bed and secretly sent a WeChat message to the little old lady: "Milk, wake up, Brother Zhang just told me that he is Zhang Xiangbei." ”

"So you're married to a ghost? Sleeping with a ghost every day? "The little old lady is back in seconds." Dead Xuebao, are you trying to scare me to death, or are you trying to scare yourself to death? ”

Before Xue Bao could reply, the little old lady sent another message: "You won't believe it, will you?" ”

"Am I stupid? Can I believe this? ”

In order to prove his wisdom, Mr. Han made up another blind article: "When Brother Zhang told me about this, the two of us stood next to General Zhang's tombstone. ”

"Then what kind of ghost story are you telling me in the middle of the night? How many times have I told you, my inheritance will be yours in the future, what are you anxious about? ”

Mr. Han pouted and was about to reply to WeChat.

There was the sound of a red basin falling on the floor in the bathroom, and Mr. Han's face turned white with fright, his delicate body trembled, and he almost died.

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PS: Continue to 3 more in the next 2 days tomorrow, brothers and sisters urge to change a little bit~