"General Zhang!"

Xia Chu frowned, approached Zhang Ruoyu with a calm step, and said in a low voice: "If you want to chat like this, then I will go straight in!" ”

After that, Xia Chu approached Zhang Ruoyu again, and said in a voice that only each other could hear: "Give my brother a little thin noodles, don't fight, it's all pumping..."

Zhang Ruoyu blushed, kicked Xia Hou in the stomach, threw a cigarette into his mouth, and didn't make a sound.

"General Zhang!"

Xia Chu suddenly raised his voice, it was very sharp, and the chill was overwhelming.

I heard that the hearts of everyone present were all in their throats.

But in the next moment, Xia Chu said in a voice that only each other could hear: "Don't force me to beg you!" ”

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Xia Chu coldly: "What did you do earlier?" ”

"I didn't know he wanted to escape from prison!"

"I didn't think that none of those old dogs would reveal your identity to him!"

"What level am I? I wrote the copywriting you faked at the beginning, can I say that? I said what do you think of me? ”

"Besides, even if I did, what concept could he have? A few days ago, I told my ten-year-old granddaughter that my grandfather's favorite legendary superstar is Teresa Teng, and she opened her mouth and asked me what Xiao Deng was doing, and in which live broadcast room did she sell goods? ”

"Xiao Zhang, I haven't experienced it, no matter how I explain it, it's useless."

"Just like I tell you now, my brother's status in the military department at his peak was no less than yours, many bigwigs called him brothers, and even your father was friends with him, do you believe it? Can you substitute for it? ”

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Xiahou, who was beaten to death, and frowned: "You said this to protect him, right?" ”

"Look." Xia Chu spread his hands.

"If you don't come to protect him." Zhang Ruoyu squinted and said. "You're here to avenge him?"

"How is that possible?" Xia Chu said incredulously. "If you really want revenge, I will come in person? What level am I? Can I have a few cannon fodder in my hands? ”

"General Zhang, you can question my character, but you can't doubt my political methods." Xia Chu said angrily.

"And what are you doing here?" Zhang Ruoyu said lightly.

"It's true." Xia Chu lowered his voice. "Brother, I was grabbed by his pigtails, if I don't come, he will report me, and then I will not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River, if it is serious, it will affect my progress."

"Still improving?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Xia Chu coldly and said meaningfully. "You're already great."

"What are these words?" Xia Chu seemed to be touched against the scales, and said unhappily. "Progress is like sailing against the current, living to old age, progress to old age, this is a matter of principle."

Seeing that Xia Chu was getting farther and farther away, Zhang Ruoyu interrupted the old official fan and said lightly: "It seems that you don't care about your brother's life or death?" ”

"I care." Xia Chu immediately expressed his position. "We are brothers and sisters whose blood is thicker than water, flesh and blood, he will die at your hands, and those brothers who mess with me must not be cold? I don't even protect my brother, what do they think of me? It affects unity too much. ”

"Grass."

Zhang Ruoyu finally couldn't help but burst into foul language.

It's too sassy that my brothers can calculate the accounts so delicately.

Xia Chu disagreed, and said in a deep voice: "General Zhang, in fact, with your wisdom, you can't guess that there is someone behind him, otherwise he can be so crazy?" ”

"It's even more impossible for you not to wonder why my Dazhi brother would abandon his wife and children, sacrifice his good future, and guard my brother for twenty years."

"It's greasy here, you can figure it out with your feet, so I won't go into details."

Xia Chu said to himself, and the words changed: "General Zhang, I will let you let my eldest brother die today, if he has a place to find me in the future, in a word, I will..."

"Did I say let your brother go?" Zhang Ruoyu interrupted Xia Chu.

"Don't do this..."Xia Chu said cautiously. I really have to let it go, I can't step down if I don't let it go, it can't be for a bad guy full of sins, it affects the New Year's friendship of our brothers, right? ”

Seeing that Zhang Xiangbei was still hesitating.

Xia Chu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me to kneel down and beg you!" ”

"You know me, I'll definitely do it!"

"When I go back, I can still set up a decent character for my brother to protect my brother, I won't lose!"

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Brother Dazhi who was hiding in the distance and peeping.

That old thing is eye-to-eye with Xia Chumei, secretly sending Qiu Bo.

After a pause, he said lightly: "This matter can be over." ”

"Good brother!" Xia Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Xia." Zhang Ruoyu threw a cigarette into his mouth, his eyes playing with taste. "Can brothers play their own two factions? What are you drawing? ”

"I'm patriotic."

Xia Chu said coldly: "The old Xia family can't all give up livestock, right?" My 90-year-old mom lives by providing emotional value from me. ”

After pulling with Zhang Xiangbei.

Xia Chu was full of big people and forced the crowd to leave.

knows, and it can be seen that he just saved his brother's rotten life.

I don't know, I thought that he had turned over the whole grass of the Beimang Tiantuan at one time and returned with a big victory.

As soon as he got into the car, Xia Chu took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the Dazhi brothers, who are also from the Beimang family: "Hurry up and pry his mouth open, it's been a few months, and Lao Tzu is disgusting to pretend to be a superficial brother in front of him." ”

"Look, it's urgent." Brother Dazhi replied to the message.

"When I opened my mouth, I dug a hole on the spot and buried him, my mother prepared a spiritual seat for him twenty years ago, and I was waiting to give him incense."

After reading WeChat, Brother Dazhi looked back at Xia Chu who was riding away, and then at his son who was standing in the crowd and was as brave as a giant.

Compared with Mrs. Xia, Brother Dazhi was so happy that he wanted to cry.