Inside a dimly lit room.

Four old foxes sit casually on the couch, or in chairs.

Zhang Ruoyu sat by the window and slowly lit a cigarette: "Instead of establishing four gods of war in the middle and young generations and focusing on cultivating successors, it is better to expand the unequaled gods of war to eight." ”

"It's not appropriate." One of the white-haired peerless war gods said solemnly. "It's all called Wushuang, just do eight, and Wushuang is a fart."

"Four is unique?" Zhang Ruoyu asked rhetorically.

"I'm used to listening." Another peerless god of war said. "And if there are eight, the gold content will be low, and it will affect our historical status."

"Xiao Zhang, although you presided over the meeting, you have retired, can you not stretch your hand so long? You just think we're lying on the merit book and showing off our might, and our eyes are red, right? ”

The fourth peerless god of war is also energetic: "Lao Tzu has his current status, and he didn't come out with a single shot back then." Lao Tzu didn't have such a sound god-making system as you did! ”

Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the disgusting old fox: "Why don't we practice?" ”

"Lao Tzu gnawed on the pig's trotters the day before yesterday and broke off one of his teeth, and he practiced a hair?" The unequaled god of war was instigated on the spot.

"If you don't expand the matchless, there will be fewer gods of war, how to divide the quota?" Zhang Ruoyu took a puff of his cigarette. "Dragons fly as one, right? Qin Hanshan is blocking outside the door, if he doesn't give his son one, can he let you go home? How many hard battles has Beimang fought over the years? Two more models must be erected? ”

"Or, eight?" The old general, who was heartbroken on TV and announced the death of General Zhang, hesitated.

"There are four in Beimang, and there are only eight in the entire military department? What do you mean? Beimang accounts for half of the country? Doesn't this discourage fraternal troops? The other Peerless God of War, who wanted to occupy two places, said with suspicion.

"Ten?" Another peerless god of war suggested. "Outstanding young people can produce ten, and the young Zhuang faction god of war has brought out ten key cultivations, which is not much, and it can also reflect the strength of our Chinese military department."

"I'm for it." Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand to make a statement.

"Agreed."

"Seconded."

"I'm the same."

Next, there is the second topic.

Some gods of war proposed that Beimang is now too popular and too elite, and it is time for the crows to feed back and create an ecosystem for the whole army to be Beimang.

"The theory is good, but the idea is too advanced to carry out." Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of tea and said lightly.

An old fox wanted to slap Zhang Ruoyu, and said euphemistically: "Those who come out of Beimang are not subject to management and are not easy to manage, and if they mess up, they may destroy the already healthy ecology of the local troops." ”

"And if you really transfer the Beimang Army to the place, if the mentality blows up and it is rotten, who will be responsible?" Another old fox gangster.

"Beimang's main game is the ace elite, and the country finally has such a trump card, there is no reason to go back."

"Otherwise, let Beimang conduct a centralized training every year, and pull the local elite troops into the Beimang assault special training, on the one hand, strengthen the local troops, and on the other hand, also learn the advanced theories of Beimang. As soon as the training period is over, they will go back to their respective homes and find their mothers. The last old fox confided the truth.

Zhang Ruoyu looked around, and his aura came up: "Special training is very expensive, if you are willing to pay for it, I will promise you for Long Fei." ”

"The place is not as good as Beimang, and the financial pressure is very high...," an old fox said euphemistically.

"What do you mean? White prostitution? Eat Beimang, drink Beimang, and run away after special training? Zhang Ruoyu frowned.

"It's all brother troops, it's boring to be so careful..."

"Are you interesting?" Zhang Ruoyu asked rhetorically.

Originally, this meeting was supposed to be the dragon flying.

But that kid was stupid, and he was very jealous of those unparalleled bosses, so he entrusted Brother Zhang to hold a meeting.

Long Fei said on WeChat that he would come in person, at least a layer of skin would be stripped off by these old foxes.

"No more noise, no more noise." The white-haired warrior god advised. "Otherwise, Beimang will regularly send a group of elites to local actual combat exercises, so that more troops can participate in it, and the local government will bear the cost."

"That's a lot of money..."

An old fox sighed.

The other two old foxes also looked embarrassed: "In the past few years, everyone has been able to save money, and life is not easy..."

Negotiations are at an impasse.

Zhang Ruoyu casually flipped through the outline of tonight's meeting, and there were more than a dozen follow-ups, which estimated that Brother Zhang might not be able to go home until dawn.

Just five minutes ago, Xue Bao sent a WeChat message, saying that she recognized the bed and couldn't sleep a little, and asked Brother Zhang if he could go home early tonight and wave again another day.

"Okay, they all come to Beimang for special training, and the cost is Beimang, but Beimang has the right to pick a few good seedlings." Zhang Ruoyu took a step back.

"No problem!"

Everyone expressed their stance one after another, not worried that the good seedlings would be snatched away by Beimang.

You can enter Beimang in large quantities for further study without spending a dime, pick a few and pick a few, and not all stay, the cheap ones are still places.

On the follow-up issues, Zhang Ruoyu quickly cut through the mess, and if he can not suffer a loss, he will not suffer a loss.

If you suffer a small loss, forget it.

At least it's stronger than the dragon flying.

What Brother Zhang can do is to do his best.

Half past two in the morning.

The four Wushuang couldn't close their mouths with a smile, and one of them refilled a cup of tea for Brother Zhang, lit a cigarette, and Le's eyes narrowed.

"General Zhang, although you have retired, our relationship is still there. You have something to do in the future, but it doesn't hurt to say it, as long as it can be done, it will definitely be done for you. Several old foxes expressed their opinions.

Zhang Ruoyu took a puff of cigarette and pouted: "There are a few old goblins who are almost four hundred years old, I use you to do it?" ”

The four of them were casually polite.

I really can't even handle Zhang Xiangbei.

They came in vain.

Ding dong.

Xuebao sent another WeChat.

"Brother Zhang, what time is it? I'm dying, I miss your treasure. ”

Zhang Ruoyu suffered a big loss, dealt with the last issue, got up and said, "After talking, go home." ”

A few old foxes arrived at the door before returning to the room.

After a short silence, the white-haired old fox said in a deep voice: "Find someone to bring up Zhang Xiangbei's WeChat record just now..."

"He's Zhang Xiangbei..."The other old foxes were a little worried. Let him know, he'll kill us..."

"You don't want to know why the surname Zhang is so easy to talk this time? In such a hurry? In the early years, he wouldn't let us out of this door if he didn't slaughter us hard. ”

"Fight! Give me a hard look! ”

When the answer was placed in front of the four old foxes, the four powerful and unparalleled war gods looked at each other, and finally, gave a conclusion that sounded a bit absurd.

"In a word, I will use my life's work to defend General Zhang's lover to the death!" An old fox screamed.

"Whoever dares to destroy the marriage of the legendary god of war, General Zhang, is the enemy of the blood sea in China." Another old fox said.

"Guilty should be punished!"

"Punished for treason!"

The declaration of the four old foxes at this moment, like the oath taken on the first day of joining the army, was solemn, holy, and full of brilliance.