The voice that rang out the door.

Not only shocked the general.

Again, shocked all the stand-ins.

Someone is coming, is it Zhang Xiangbei?

Didn't he die in battle half a year ago?

The state has officially announced it, and the major media have also hyped it up.

Even their group of high-defense stand-ins feel worthless and want to find another way.

An outsider, but he calls himself Zhang Xiangbei?

All the stand-ins, looking at each other.

There was a storm in my heart.

A cold light flashed in the general's eyes, and he asked coldly, "Presumptuous!" General Zhang has long been killed in battle, who are you? Dare to pretend to be General Zhang? ”

As the door opened.

None of the subordinates who stayed outside the door dared to step forward to stop them.

Let the man stride into the iron tower, as if he were in a no-man's land.

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at the general who was speaking, based on his memory, he should have seen this general, but he hadn't spoken, and he was not familiar with it.

And the gang of stand-ins in the building, Zhang Ruoyu has heard of it, but he has also never said hello or lectured.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Ruoyu looked at these people wearing Beimang military uniforms, who looked more like Zhang Xiangbei's stand-ins than himself, and said calmly.

But the gang of stand-ins, one counts as one, and they all tremble, numb, and tremble.

They stared at Zhang Ruoyu in disbelief, creepy.

It's like seeing a ghost.

No one knows Zhang Xiangbei better than them.

A photo of Xiang North was also plastered all over the corners of their room.

Even when I looked in the mirror, what I saw was infinitely close to Zhang Xiangbei's appearance.

When this man, who looked very similar to the stand-ins, paced into the tower and called himself Zhang Xiangbei.

They were so shocked that their hands and feet were numb, and their hearts were racing.

It's like seeing a ghost.

It's as if I've met my peers.

If it is really a peer, it is no exaggeration to say that this kid is more like Zhang Xiangbei than everyone else!

The general stared at Zhang Ruoyu with a stunned expression.

As the ultimate person in charge of this stand-in plan, of course he knew that the young man standing in front of him was the legend Zhang Xiangbei of Beimang.

But he couldn't admit it.

admit it, these stand-ins may completely collapse.

After spending so much energy and time cultivating so many stand-ins, if it has no effect at all, then from another point of view, the general itself has lost its value.

No man can waste nearly a decade doing something meaningless.

If he does, then his life will be basically meaningless.

"General Zhang has died in battle." The general stared at Zhang Ruoyu. "The whole world knows it, but you don't?"

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at the general expressionlessly, and said lightly: "The two of us should have met, at a high-level meeting." ”

The general flatly denied: "Pretending to be General Zhang should be punished!" ”

"Interesting." Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes slightly. "A person who has studied me for almost ten years has seen the truth, but he doesn't want to admit it."

"Looks like I'm in your way?"

The general's eyes were cold, and he was about to speak.

"Alright." Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand, picked off the general's head, stood in the C position in the building, raised his head, and looked at the group of majestic stand-ins wearing military uniforms. "What about you? Think I'm real, or like you? ”

The stand-ins looked at each other, unable to believe their eyes.

Like, too much like that.

Whether it is the voice, the emphasis of speaking, the posture of walking, or even a glance and a smile, it is very similar to Zhang Xiangbei, who they have studied for many years.

But Zhang Xiangbei has been killed in battle.

Why, dead and resurrected again?

"I heard, you're going to replace me?" Zhang Ruoyu casually lit a cigarette, and said with thin lips slightly open. "I heard that in half a year, you plan to replace me, enjoy the flowers and applause from all over the world, and live the second half of Zhang Xiangbei's life for me?"

The stand-ins were still staring at each other and not saying a word.

After figuring out the situation, they did not dare to speak out.

I'm not sure who this man who looks like Zhang Xiangbei is.

"Do you know why I never used a stand-in? Why have you lost your job since you became my stand-in? ”

Zhang Ruoyu exhaled a thick cigarette and wrote lightly: "I sometimes think about whether to give you a chance to work." ”

"But what can you do for me?"

Zhang Ruoyu snuffed out the cigarette, his waist was straight, and his momentum was like a rainbow: "Go to the battlefield for me?" You will kill the Northern Mang. ”

"Honor me? You are not worthy. ”

"Lie in the coffin for me? Would you like to? ”

"Don't think I'm unkind and don't give you a job offer."

"I tried."

Zhang Ruoyu burst out like a thunderbolt of thousands of troops: "But I'm Zhang Xiangbei, how can you imitate it?" With your clumsy acting skills, even Beimang, a cooking soldier who grows vegetables and raises pigs, can see you show your stuffing on the spot. ”

At the scene, there was silence.

This group of stand-ins gradually realized that the man standing in front of them was the legend Zhang Xiangbei of Beimang.

They imitated the immortal legend that they studied over and over again, every day in front of the photos, in front of the video.

The general's expression and eyes also verified this.

The number one stand-in that can be lived in the room on the top floor.

In this quiet iron tower, an incompatible voice sounded: "Why don't you die?" ”

"Why are you still alive?"