Shang Hongji narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was a cold and arrogant chill on his body.

"That's what he said?" Shang Hongji's red lips opened slightly.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded, his eyes were complicated, and his mind was lively: This can't be what I say in my heart, right?

"He's really as good as his name suggests, arrogant." Shang Hongji's momentum was constricted, and he said lightly. "Let's go, go and meet this former Beimang young marshal."

The middle-aged man hesitated: "Do you want to call someone?" I have long heard that this former young marshal of Beimang has a very short temper. ”

"No matter how irritable he is, he still dares to do something with me?" Shang Hongji asked rhetorically.

Moreover, it is still outside the walls.

Moreover, it is still with a woman.

Shang Hongji has been his waist since he was a child, and he has enough confidence.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to answer, so he had to accompany the eldest lady to the outside of the wall.

Along the way, the middle-aged man noticed the atmosphere inside the wall and was obviously under martial law.

The frequency of patrols has also increased.

There is no vain...

They are all capable of fighting, and their names are resounding.

On the contrary, the big people who occasionally come out to relax and walk around the corners have not met any of them, and they all seem to be pretending to be very busy.

When the middle-aged man was about to come to the entrance and exit with the eldest lady, he suddenly covered his stomach, his buttocks were slightly pouting, his green tendons were exposed, his face was pale, his eyes were confused, and he was wandering around, as if he was looking for something...

"What's wrong?" Shang Hongji frowned.

"My stomach hurts." The middle-aged man twisted his waist, as if he was pinching something. "It's okay, I can hold on."

"Let's go for convenience." Shang Hongji's face was stunned.

It's really lazy donkey grinding and urine.

Hold your ass between them, just in case you make some noise and release some flavor.

Shang Hongji's face will not be able to hang up.

Walking out of the wall alone, in an open square, I saw a lonely off-road vehicle.

The body is mighty, the front of the car is stiff, and the arrogance is very full.

Shang Hongji originally thought that these two former and current Beimang young marshals would definitely stand outside the wall to welcome his arrival.

Unexpectedly, not only Zhang Xiangbei disappeared.

Even Long Fei hung on the steering wheel with one hand, smoking a cigarette with one hand, looking at the arrogance of the world, and he didn't look at Shang Hongji at all.

Shang Hongji stopped in place and pondered for a long time.

She's giving the other person time to think about it.

I am also thinking.

The two people in the car, one is the world-renowned Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei.

One is a high-powered current young marshal, Long Fei.

In terms of level, they are all higher than themselves.

It makes sense to go over and say hello yourself.

But on the contrary, with her Shang Hongji's family background and the prestige and power of her ancestors in the wall, it is normal for these two young people of the same generation to get out of the car to greet them.

After all, in the foreseeable future, she will become a trendsetter within the wall.

will even surpass the Iron Lady Zhao Changying and sit firmly in the wall as a younger person.

Both sides are at a stalemate.

Long Feiwen didn't move, and even snuffed out the cigarette, ready to light another one.

Zhang Xiangbei, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't even see Shang Hongji.

I don't know what this Beimang legend is thinking, whether he is the same as himself, he wants to fight for face, and he doesn't want to be easily softened.

In the end, Shang Hongji took out her big picture, took a very polite step, and walked towards the rampant off-road vehicle.

and stopped next to the driver's seat, and glanced faintly at Long Fei, who had lit the second cigarette.

She had seen Long Fei.

Although on very large occasions.

Although there was no private communication.

But for such a legendary god of war in Beimang, with Shang Hongji's background, it is impossible for her not to know her.

Even Zhang Xiangbei, she has seen it.

But it's just seen.

Not even a nodding acquaintance.

"Beimang's most fatal flaw is arrogance, arrogance, and no rules." Shang Hongji stared straight at Long Fei.

Yu Guang glanced at the back row that he couldn't see.

This is said to Long Fei.

Again, it was for Zhang Xiangbei to hear.

Long Fei grinned evilly, but did not squeak.

Shang Hongji frowned, and said with a cold face: "I gave you the green light to go to the wall and talk slowly." ”

"Or do I get in the car and have a casual conversation with you?"

When Long Fei heard this, he still didn't squeak.

The rear window is slowly lowered.

A wild and uninhibited face is revealed.

"You're just standing here talking."

The man's extremely wild face exudes an aggressive sharpness.

He sat in the back row, leaning back slightly, his hands slightly clasped together on his lap.

When Shang Hongji heard this, a cold color flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Zhang Xiangbei with a chill: "You want me, standing here and talking to you?" ”

Shang Hongji wanted to laugh very much.

The whole world knows the madness of Beimang.

But how many people in the world know that they can be so crazy?

Let her, a woman who can come and go in and out of the red wall at will, stand outside the car and talk to them?

Isn't this the treatment of the younger brother reporting to the leader?

The corners of Shang Hongji's lips were slightly tugged, and there were faint signs of seizures.

"Questions?" Zhang Ruoyu tilted his head slightly, and his dark eyes contained suffocating high pressure. "This car is the special seat of the young marshal Beimang, are you qualified to sit in it? Are you qualified to let Young Marshal Beimang be your driver? What level are you? ”

Shang Hongji's eyes sank, knowing that this Xiangbei wanted to make himself ugly and embarrassed.

She changed her words and said lightly: "I don't mind opening a green channel for you and taking you in." ”

"Go in?" Zhang Ruoyu squinted and asked. "What level are you? Do you have a private office in it? If I'm not mistaken, you have a chair and a table at your workstation inside, in the lobby of a building. ”

"How? Do you have so many chairs for us to sit on? ”

Shang Hongji has lived in the wall all his life.

Her sophistication and sophistication are all learned in the wall.

What they learn is also the top wisdom and strategy.

She had never seen anything like Zhang Xiangbei.

Leave no stone unturned, no mercy.

In a few words, her path was blocked.

also trampled her dignity on the ground, and drilled her feet hard.

The most outrageous thing is that everything is said is true, and there is no way to refute it.

But at her age, she can come and go at will, and there are tables and chairs inside, isn't this a status symbol? Doesn't that mean a bright future?

Why is Zhang Xiangbei talking as if he is a social animal who has achieved nothing?

Frankly speaking, Shang Hongji was a little anxious.

I've never been so anxious in my life.

She took a deep breath of cold air and stared directly at Zhang Xiangbei: "My father's office is big and spacious. She's going to go out to inspect today, and I can use it as I please, not to mention giving you a chair to sit on, and I can also provide you with a sofa to lie on. ”

This one is coming to the north.

Shang Hongji didn't pretend anymore, and had a direct showdown, Miss Ben, whether it was the second or third generation!

"Xiaoji, huh?"

Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were indifferent and majestic, and his gestures were full of the dominance and crushing of super predators.

His thin lips opened slightly, and his tone was arrogant: "I came today to lecture you, not to your father." ”