Daniel couldn't have trusted any cunning Chinese.

Even if they poke their noses and point at this man and say that he is Zhang Xiangbei.

Daniel won't believe it either.

Which Chinese wouldn't want Zhang Xiangbei to be alive?

How good it is to be alive.

But General Michel said he would believe it.

General Michelle has gone to general anesthesia to cut hemorrhoids, will he lie to himself? It doesn't make sense.

"What did you say earlier? General Daniel, what exactly are you trying to express? ”

Zhang Ruoyu slowly squatted next to him, picked up the phone, and said lightly: "He meant, you said it was late." ”

"Got it."

General Michelle wanted to hang up the phone when he heard Zhang Xiangbei's highly recognizable magnetic voice.

Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "Postpone the operation, overcome the hemorrhoids, and come to Huaxia for military exercises." Your platoon should no longer be able to lead this exercise. ”

"It's hard to overcome, General Zhang, I'm suffering from hemorrhoids."

General Michelle was a little emotional, and seemed to be very resistant to coming back to China, especially to direct military exercises.

Zhang Ruoyu hung up the phone.

Before he could speak, Daniel, who had been beaten to the point of being inhuman, and his musculoskeletal body was densely fractured and strained, said in an almost pious tone: "Dear General Zhang, I apologize now and pay sincere tribute to you, is it too late?" ”

Although General Daniel was lying on the ground dying, he still moved in a standard manner and saluted the legend of Beimang.

Bang!

Zhang Ruoyu raised his leg and kicked Daniel in the chin.

A mouth full of teeth, there are not a few left.

The man fainted on the spot.

When Shang Hongji saw this scene, his eyes showed a deep fear and indescribable admiration.

They heard the conversation between the two American twin gods of war just now.

The kind of fear and awe for Zhang Xiangbei from the bottom of her heart, from the inside out, she can feel it, and it is very clear.

It seems that in their eyes, Zhang Xiangbei is the god of death, and they don't even dare to look at it.

The most outrageous thing is that Daniel obviously doesn't even have the qualifications to see Zhang Xiangbei, just relying on hearsay and word of mouth from his colleagues, he is so scared that he is scared just by hearing his name.

After tonight, he's going to have nightmares a lot, right? and took the trouble to warn his children and grandchildren not to go to the mysterious East and provoke a man named Zhang Xiangbei.

Shang Hongji finally saw the enemy's awe and reverence for Zhang Xiangbei from the mouths of those old foxes in the wall.

It is not a legend that can be created by publicity, by building momentum, and by holding it behind closed doors.

How many immortal feats did he have to make the enemy change color just by hearing his name?

In order to make the unruly Beimang army regard them as god-like men.

The faces of all the Second Ancestors were filled with both ashamed and complicated emotions.

They finally knew why their father, who was obviously powerful and monstrous, really looked at Zhang Xiangbei very unpleasantly and hated him, but no one ever jumped out and fought him to the death.

First of all, it may not be possible.

Secondly, maybe I really feel that I can endure it any longer.

In the end, they may think that if they are bullied by General Zhang Xiangbei, it is not impossible...

The most important thing is to be content with the status quo.

Zhang Ruoyu cleaned up all this, turned around and prepared to leave, and before going out, Xue Bao gave a death order and went home again.

He really has nothing to talk about with these second ancestors who like faces.

"General..."

Jing Fei stood up tremblingly, holding his chin that was a little unclosing, and said with red eyes: "Thank you." ”

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Jing Fei and said lightly: "Next time you have a bad mouth, I will beat you so much that you can't even recognize your mother." ”

Jing Fei burst into tears, and his blood was rolling.

The general beats himself, that's behind closed doors.

It doesn't matter how big the grudge is, it's all right.

But if someone from the outside beats him, even if the general doesn't like him again, he will take action.

Because of Zhang Xiangbei, he is known as the patron saint of China.

But Zhang Ruoyu is not.

This stinky cook is not as big as Zhang Xiangbei.

Whoever provokes him, he will always be avenged.

He just happens to be called Zhang Xiangbei.

Zhang Ruoyu was too lazy to look at the worshipping and fanatical eyes of these second ancestors.

He has seen a lot of such small scenes.

In the past, when I was in Beimang, I was like this every day.

Even many cold female officers secretly stuffed him with love letters and poured out their hearts.

In the hospital room.

Jing Yong coldly took a cigarette in his mouth and squinted at his son who was lying on the bed: "Useless thing, you actually asked Zhang Xiangbei to save you?" How will Lao Tzu him in the future? ”

Jing Fei twitched the corner of his mouth, he had just finished urinating blood, and he was so weak that he couldn't speak.

"Do you dare to mess with him in the future?" Jing Yong's words turned sharply, and his eyes were deep. "Do you know why we're facing him?"

"Who doesn't want to look to their son? Shy face to someone else's son? Jing Yong said word by word. The question is, you idiots, do you deserve it? ”