In his life, Xiahou had never heard such disgusting words.

Flowers in the greenhouse?

Spoiled?

Do you know how Lao Tzu has spent the past 20 years?

Zhang Ruoyu was like a soldier who had repeatedly taught and violated the discipline of the Beimang army, and raised his hand and pulled it down.

Syllable!

Xiahou raised his arm and blocked.

The backhand is to fight back.

Zhang Ruoyu slapped it and pulled it down.

It seems simple, but it is powerful and heavy, like a thousand pounds.

Syllable!

Smack!

Xiahou's muscles and bones have been beaten and tempered by Brother Dazhi for the past 20 years, and he has long been copper and iron, and water and fire are invulnerable.

can face Zhang Ruoyu's heavy beating.

Xiahou's arm was swollen.

It's also broken.

It was cut off by force!

Syllable!

Xiahou was in a trance, and slapped Zhang Ruoyu again.

Broke a few teeth on the spot, and his face was swollen like a steamed bun.

"Why are you getting stronger?"

Zhang Ruoyu's face was expressionless, and he continued to whip: "Is the ginger the old spicy?" What's spicy? Spicy eyes? ”

Xiahou blocked with difficulty and launched an offensive.

But every time he attacked, he encountered Zhang Ruoyu's more brutal counterattack.

This is much heavier than Brother Dazhi.

Xiahou, who was so heavy that he was in severe pain, couldn't help but moan.

Xiahou fought back while being beaten.

He was in a stalemate with Zhang Xiangbei for eight minutes, until he was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding and his face was swollen like a pig.

Bang!

Zhang Ruoyu raised his leg and kicked it, hitting him in the chest.

Xiahou clasped his hands and grabbed Zhang Ruoyu's ankles.

The corners of his puffy mouth flashed with a hideous smile: "Little bastard, don't want your legs?" ”

"General Zhang, beware!"

Seeing this, Ye Zhengting didn't care about being a traitor, and exclaimed loudly.

"Son scatters legs!"

Brother Dazhi stomped his feet and was angry: "This old dog's trick is very vicious!" Dad was almost crippled by him back then! ”

Xia Hou's face was cold, and his finger bones instantly exerted force, wanting to break Zhang Ruoyu's leg to vent his anger.

But soon, his face stiffened, and his pupils burst out with incredible horror.

He broke.

The nails were torn off.

But not only did it not break, but it did not even break.

Zhang Ruoyu's legs are like iron rods, hard.

"Insect carving skills."

In the crowd, Qin Huan sneered.

In the next second, he suddenly supported his waist and back, spit out a few mouthfuls of old blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

"It's comfortable."

Qin Huan secretly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood with his hands in his hands, and watched the play without any burden.

Brother fights, he has never lost, and Long Fei and the eight gods of war have joined forces, and it is not enough to watch.

Or are you afraid of him?

Worship him as a big brother?

"Uncle, don't be surprised."

Long Fei sent a cigarette to Brother Dazhi, frowned, and said, "My brother is most annoying that others don't have a city government." ”

"I have." Brother Dazhi took the cigarette, tilted his head and lit it, explaining. "I'm just worried that he is inexperienced and will be calculated by that old dog."

"My brother is known as Beimang Xiao Zhuge and is famous for his scheming." Long Fei pouted. "Playing with him? The crotch is gone for you. ”

Brother Dazhi's smoking action froze.

I didn't pay much attention to this brawl between the old and new overlords, and knocked on the side: "Da Fei, how is your brother usually speaking?" ”

"Elegant and easy-going, the son is like jade." Da Fei's words are concise and to the point, against his heart.

"Grass." Brother Dazhi twitched the corner of his mouth. "Do you believe that?"

Long Fei frowned, and said unhappily: "Sooner or later, I will believe it." ”

In order to avoid continuing to talk awkwardly with his uncle, Long Fei forced himself to pay attention to the brawl.

Fighting relationships, connections, and forces, Long Fei feels that it is at least a bit of a highlight.

Once the process gets to the point of fighting, it's boring.

As the commander of Beimang, Long Fei can't see the drama of bullying the weak, which is inconsistent with his three views.

Several core old subordinates who couldn't bear it kidnapped Ye Zhengting: "Mr. Ye, please, persuade General Zhang, the old general is old, and if he fights like this, he will die." ”

"Oh."

Ye Zhengting stood with his hands in his hands, his face full of sorrow: "The old general is dead, you are distressed, I just die?" ”

"Did you know General Zhang on the first day, or did you know me on the first day?"

Ye Zhengting was angry and cold: "Later, I will intercede for the old general, who will intercede for me?" ”

Several old subordinates rolled their eyes wildly, and said in a deep voice: "Commander Ye, you are of a high rank, no matter how General Zhang is, he will not treat you badly." ”

Ye Zhengting's face sank, and he said coldly: "You dealt with Beimang on the first day? Those grandchildren like high-level ones. ”

Several old subordinates saw that Ye Zhengting didn't enter the oil and salt, and sighed: "Then you can't stand by and watch?" We were all favored by the old general. It's really just so ignorant of it, how do we still do when it gets out? ”

"Why don't you go along?" Ye Zhengting said in a deep voice. "Everyone gathers firewood, and the flame is high."

Several old subordinates trembled, and Yu Guang peeked at General Zhang, who had killed the old general, and hesitated: "General Zhang is angry..."

"It's not the first day we've met General Zhang..."

Another old subordinate said with a weak heart.

"General Zhang became an orphan at the age of eight, and the old general has an unshirkable responsibility, let's go and persuade him now, a little bit of a suspicion of persuading others to be kind without suffering from others..."

Just when everyone was pulling wildly.

Several buses with top-tier license plates hanging on the wall are speeding up.

The guards inside the wall opened the way.

Escort a big guy who is very tall to break into the funeral scene.

Xia Chu appeared.

Everyone looked sideways and gave way.

Many of the old subordinates who were personally promoted by Xia Chu suddenly had a warm and warm heart.

"General Zhang."

Xia Chu glanced at Xia Hou, who was beaten to an inhuman appearance, and said in a cold voice: "He is my brother and brother whose blood is thicker than water, and he is a close relative!" ”

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Xia Chu with an angry face: "You want to replace him?" ”

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PS: Yesterday's little brother's birthday, Xiao Lang down, recently changed the update time, but after the time difference, in fact, I owe everyone a day of update without a trace, I will remember, there is a fourth update today, and I will find a time to work hard for four chapters in a few days~