Chapter 611: Will He Crawl Out of the Coffin?

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoyu picked up a coat casually and looked at Xue Bao, who was pouring water to wash his feet in the bathroom: "I have something to do, go out." ”

Xue Bao put down the footbath, with a touch of resentment on his eyebrows, and said with a pout: "It's so late, which vixen are you going on a date?" ”

"Men's affairs, women don't care." Zhang Ruoyu pouted, a bully as always.

"Okay..."Xue Bao slumped his face and pretended to be aggrieved. Then you go early and come back early, I'll wait for you. ”

"Got it, long-winded." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Xue Bao and put on his coat and went out.

Xue Bao sneaked to the window and opened a crack in the curtain.

When he landed, the black crowd came into view, blocking the door of the villa.

Most of the people who came were the big guys and neighbors of the Long Qian Courtyard, and Long Fei was also standing in front of a car, with a straight military uniform and a cold expression.

As soon as Zhang Ruoyu appeared, everyone came up in an uproar, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

But no one spoke.

During the long wait, no one took the initiative to knock on the door and disturb Zhang Ruoyu.

"What are you doing at my doorstep?" Zhang Ruoyu's dark eyes scanned everyone.

The four unequaled war gods were full of tacit understanding, glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Take a walk." ”

"Oh." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Long Fei. "You're also walking?"

Long Fei didn't dare to lie against his brother's cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't feel happy." ”

"If you don't have a good time, go home and sleep with your daughter-in-law in your arms." Zhang Ruoyu picked up Long Fei and prepared to get into the car.

"Brother." Long Fei stepped forward, his face full of slaughter. "I'll go with you."

"Are you too embarrassed to go early?" Zhang Ruoyu glared at Long Fei. "Save your strength on the battlefield."

After that, he raised his hand and pointed to the adjutant who followed Long Fei, when he was in Beimang, his personal soldiers: "I drank two drinks at night, you drive." ”

"Yes!" The pro-soldier stamped his feet and got on the car in three steps.

Long Fei twitched the corner of his mouth, but didn't dare to talk back.

Like the old foxes in the wall, he couldn't go.

A group of Yanai besieged the representatives of the American military and lost.

If you go to the hard, you will lose, the situation will ferment, and if you come soft, he is the commander of Beimang, and he can't afford to lose this person and affect morale.

Of course, Zhang Ruoyu understood Long Fei's hardships, including the neighbors of the Long Qian Courtyard, who had the heart to kill people one by one, but he was embarrassed to come forward.

When young people have quarrels, if they die, they will gather to fight, and the bigwigs will intervene, and the nature will change, and it will also fuel Daniel's arrogance, make the incident bigger, smear China, and insult the national body.

Zhang Ruoyu left in the car with his front foot, and Long Fei jumped into the car with his back foot.

"Ah Fei, why are you going?" A peerless god of war asked curiously. "Didn't General Zhang let you follow?"

"Can't I peep outside the hospital walls?" Long Fei pursed his lips and stepped on the accelerator to the end.

"Driver! Fast! Drive! ”

The neighborhood bigwigs got into the car one after another and followed closely behind.

The mighty convoy full of military bosses from all walks of life drove into the darkness and killed the dragon diving courtyard.

……

In the car.

Even if the pro-soldier is driving, he will keep his body straight, his eyes like torches, and he will be bright.

The atmosphere in the car was very calm, and the general just sat in the back seat in civilian clothes and didn't say a word.

But the palms of the soldiers were sweaty, and they were extremely nervous.

It's been a long time since he's been so close to a general.

Even, the last time he drove for the general was three years ago.

"General, it's here."

The soldiers personally opened the car door for Zhang Ruoyu, and stood beside the car with a straight waist.

"Hmm."

Zhang Ruoyu responded lightly and slowly got out of the car.

When he was about to enter the hospital, he glanced at the soldiers who had been following him for many years: "The driving skills have regressed." ”

The heart of the pro-soldier trembled slightly, he had already made a name for himself in Beimang, and even became a deputy general for the young marshal, but he scratched his head honestly and smirked: "I haven't driven you for a long time, I'm a little nervous." ”

Zhang Ruoyu threw a cigarette to his soldier and patted him on the shoulder: "Just don't be nervous on the battlefield." ”

The soldiers took the cigarettes with both hands, straightened their waists, and their eyes lit up, as if they had changed people: "They will be crushed!" ”

……

Daniel looked at Shang Hongji, who was pretending to be there, and said disdainfully: "Have you moved Zhang Xiangbei?" Will he crawl out of the coffin? ”

"He'll be there soon." Shang Hongji said stubbornly. "You think about how to explain it to him."

She wasn't sure if Zhang Xiangbei would come.

After all, she provoked Zhang Xiangbei.

These people are all hostile to Zhang Xiangbei.

Even if he hung up the phone and went to sleep, it was reasonable.

Besides, he has retired and the country has announced his death, why should he help a group of second ancestors who jump up and down there every day?

If you change the merchant Hongji, you won't come.

But she had no way out.

The old fox giants in the wall have a tacit understanding, and they are all pretending to be dead there, as if none of the people in front of them are their own, they are all picked up!

Except for Zhang Xiangbei, she can't think of a second person who can break the game, make Daniel retreat, and even, get the field back!

Shang Hongji, who calmed down, suddenly found that this legendary man who had subdued the global military department was stunned that he had not subdued this group of second ancestors who were soft except for their hard mouths.

Including her, Shang Hongji.

"Explain what? Can ghosts understand human speech? ”

Daniel raised his eyebrows, domineering, and said word by word: "Even if he Zhang Xiangbei's soul reappears, Lao Tzu will do it with one punch, and his soul will be scattered!" ”

Daniel repeatedly emphasized that he is only afraid of Zhang Xiangbei, not afraid of ghosts, and no one is afraid of ghosts.

"General Zhang!"

Shang Hongji raised his head suddenly, his delicate body tense, and looked straight behind Daniel.

When Daniel heard this, he only felt a chill in his back spine, as if he was pressed by a ghost, his legs were weak, and it was difficult to breathe.

A majestic, suffocating aura of terror surged from behind him...