Zhao Changying looked at the old leaders who didn't flicker no matter how alarmist they were, rushed over to cheer and shout for the farce that the crisis had been resolved, her expression was stiff, her mind was lively, and it was extremely complicated.

Yu Guang glanced at Han Jiangxue who was standing indifferently in front of Han Dong again.

There were guards and guards standing beside this woman, and the two groups of hundreds of men and horses stood still, dutifully guarding their duties, with a posture that anyone who dared to touch half of the hair of this fairy sister would die.

Frankly speaking, the thought just flashed in his mind, and Zhao Changying was sour.

It's so sour that it's all refluxing acidic water.

The big leaders who were either at the same level as her or half a level higher than her, and those who weren't on a business trip came to show their faces.

"You just entered the wall through the back door of the eighth master?" Zhao Changying sent a WeChat message to the woman who was pregnant in October, and her tone was a little stiff.

Han Jiangxue heard the mobile phone ringing, but she didn't look at it, her eyes met the leader who didn't pay attention to Zhao Changying, and instead walked towards her eighth master.

A dangerous person who was evaluated as a madman by Zhao Changying, stayed away from him, and held a high position of power within the wall.

Han Jiangxue's eyes sank, and she held her breath and concentrated.

"Take it easy." The eighth master stroked the white hair that was blown by the breeze, and grinned, very evil. "Burst the gossip that no one knows about in the wall, your husband and I have burned yellow paper and cut off the head of a chicken, and we are friends of eight worships."

Han Jiangxue narrowed her eyes slightly: "Then why didn't you help my brother earlier?" ”

"How do I know that Zhao Changying is so incompetent, he can't handle a big fart?"

The eighth master lit a cigarette in the wind, stepped forward with one foot, and looked a bit like a protruding disc on his waist when he stood up.

Zhao Changying, who was standing on the side, was a little anxious and wanted to quibble.

Han Jiangxue frowned and said: "Usually looking at the twenty-five or eighty-thousand, I thought she had a very hard relationship in the wall." ”

"Actually, it's okay." The eighth master tilted his head and spat out his cigarette, shrugged his shoulders and said. "In a few years, she will be able to be a landlord, and she will be the overlord of a small world."

"Oh." Han Jiangxue replied without saltiness, and her red lips opened slightly. "Can we go?"

When the eighth master heard this, he squinted at his son Liao Zhiheng: "Xiao Liao, can my younger brother and sister go?" ”

“……”

Liao Zhiheng was embarrassed.

Siblings? This grandfather is old enough...

Bite the bullet and say, "Of course..."

"Yes." The eighth master said with a smile. "But I just cooked a pot of beef brisket, and now it's time for lunch, why don't you go to my place for a light meal?"

The kite sister lowered her voice and said: "This old man's skills are thieves, and the beef brisket pot is a must, and the thief eats." ”

When Zhao Changying heard this, his eyes were bloodshot.

The status of this eighth master in the wall is extremely special and heavyweight.

Usually, the owners of the buildings invite the eighth master to dinner, and the eighth master rarely gives face, but today he actually took the initiative to cook and invited her daughter who was pregnant in October to have a family banquet...

This treatment sour Zhao Changying got it.

"Not hungry." Han Jiangxue said lightly. "I'm full of gas."

The eighth master didn't force him to stay, and grinned: "Then let the kites be packed and taken away, I've been a vegetarian for some years." ”

"Roger." The kite sister saw the stitches.

"Go out on my side, save trouble." The eighth master said slowly. "It's too troublesome to walk through the main gate, and you will be photographed by surveillance and leave a file."

The eighth master waved his hand and blasted everyone away.

Then he squinted his eyes and looked at the black, strong, and cool Han family kid, and couldn't help but praise: "The kid is good, he has a bit of your brother-in-law's demeanor back then." ”

When Han Dong heard this, his eyes lit up: "My brother-in-law also worked in the wall?" ”

"That's what you're called a fight, and he's called blood." The eighth master smiled and said with a smile. "And you're all a bunch of rookies, your brother-in-law did it, well, the few landlords and deputy landlords who walked behind were all by your brother-in-law, but they all blocked the news and didn't spread it."

"Brother-in-law is awesome!" Han Dong was in high spirits.

"Of course your brother-in-law is awesome." In the deep eyes of the eighth master, a fine light flashed. "He's Zhang Xiangbei."

Zhao Changying, who stayed on the side, twitched the corners of his mouth, and the overnight meal was almost soaked in sour water.

The group walked towards the back door, and the eighth master didn't pay attention to Zhao Changying, who was following behind, but just led the way for the Han family brothers and sisters.

Walking through a flowery garden, a guard greeted him with an insulated box full of beef brisket.

"Chief."

The guard stamped his feet and saluted, handing the brisket to the kite.

Stuffed to the kite sister together, there are also a few expensive passes.

"Brother and sister, I didn't greet you well today." The eighth master smiled very kindly. "Next time, I'll say hello to my brother in advance, and I'll treat you to a big meal."

"Thank you." Han Jiangxue raised her hand slightly and saluted the kind old man with a standard military salute.

Judging from the momentum, the eighth master doesn't seem to be that old.

can be as strong as the eighth master, such a proud old man, even his waist is a little stiff when he stands.

He should be very old.

is so old that the corners of his eyes are full of wrinkles, and the folds on his face are even more like knives.

"Go ahead." The eighth master waved his hand slightly. "Eat the beef pot while it's hot, I've been staying up all morning."

"He's just got it." For some reason, Han Jiangxue suddenly had a reverence for the eighth master, and her red lips were slightly upturned. "I can't wait to eat beef for three meals a day."

"Hey, hey." The eighth master grinned, and the smile was extremely evil. "My little brother, you must be very rare."

A touch of arrogance appeared on Han Jiangxue's beautiful face: "It's okay, I'm quite rare about him." ”

Seeing the Han family sisters and brothers walking away, the eighth master bent his waist, lit a cigarette, didn't look back, and said lightly: "Xiao Zhao, you gave birth to a good girl." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Changying held back a sour energy, and was still very jealous of the eighth master who had lost outsiders, and his body was full of terror and coercion.

"But you almost killed her." The eighth master said meaningfully.

Zhao Changying's heart was cold, like a thorn in his back.

"But you also have a hard time, I don't blame you." The eighth master slowly took a puff of cigarette and said word by word. "If you have difficulty coming to me in the backyard in the future, for the sake of you being my brother and mother-in-law, I will give you face."

Zhao Changying was a little trance-like.

The bully face came to mind, the one surnamed Zhang, really didn't say a word of lie, he wanted to promote himself, he could really be promoted.

How much energy does this guy have in the wall?

And how many connections is he hiding?

As if seeing through Zhao Changying's thoughts, the eighth master snuffed out the cigarette and said slowly: "When the mother-in-law sees her son-in-law, she wants to salute and call the chief, isn't it very tasteful?" ”

"This is retribution."

Zhao Changying frowned slightly, and said rationally: "Why are you giving him face like this?" ”

The status of the eighth master within the wall, Zhao Changying is very clear.

The exploits made by the eighth master in his early years, even the Han family's Lafayette had to give a thumbs up and shout brother.

"Because Zhang Xiangbei gives me face, so many of us have face. Compared with those who slap the table and shout slogans every day, I prefer Zhang Xiangbei to beat those strong enemies down silently. ”

"When he decided to quit the military department, I was the first to stand up and oppose it."

"The night he retired, I cried wet pillows, swollen eyes from crying, and almost had cataracts?"

"Xiao Zhao, I don't believe that when I appeared on the TV with a sad expression and announced to the world the tragic death of the Beimang legend Zhang Xiangbei, you didn't cry."

Zhao Changying stiffened, and his face turned pale.

That evening, the Iron Lady really didn't cry.

But in her heart, she always felt that the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was fluttering.

Draw your sword and look around.

There is no boy.