Xin Ji returned to the car with a grim face, and said with a solemn expression: "I've talked about it, but he won't give way." We can't get in..."

After that, he looked at the leader with complicated eyes.

"Expected." The leader's eyes were steady, and through the window, he glanced at the car Zhang Xiangbei was riding. "If he even gives you face, he won't look like him."

Xin Ji twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to say a certain word, but in the end he didn't dare to say it.

"I'll meet him personally." Jiang Zili said thoughtfully. "If you continue to make trouble like this, you won't be able to end it."

Click.

Jiang Zili pushed the car door and paced out of the car.

He got out of the car.

The neatly aligned convoy pushed the car doors one after another.

The momentum is like a rainbow, and the crowd of black oppressors pours into the streets, as if the gangs are fighting and the swords are rattling.

Xin Ji followed behind the leader, taking advantage of the leader's unpreparedness, and secretly crooked his mouth.

If you get out of the car, you will have this battle, this momentum, and the confidence can be as strong as a leader, and your waist can be as hard as a leader.

This is no pomp, the heart is empty.

Jiang Zili got out of the car here.

The four unparalleled gods of war, Beimang Young Marshal Long Fei, also pushed the door and got out of the car, like another group of powerful gang members, and greeted them with great momentum.

The eyes of the two groups were like torches, sharpening their knives.

It seems that a street fight will break out at any time because of a contemptuous look at each other.

Third Brother Lin was so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat, he couldn't sit, he stood up and got out of the car, but he didn't dare.

That Mr. Jiang, but even when the old man saw it, he had to say proudly: When this little brother was wearing open crotch pants, he called me Brother Xiaolin.

Who hasn't had the pinnacle of life?

Lin Lao Tianwang's peak moments were basically concentrated before he walked out of the wall door at the age of eighteen.

"Brother Zhang." Third Brother Lin said in a trembling voice. "They're coming..."

"Hmm." Zhang Ruoyu was teaching Xuebao to fill in the information with his hands, and he didn't look up.

"Brother Zhang..."

Seeing that the backyard giant approaching, Third Brother Lin's heart beat like thunder: "Why don't we get out of the car and greet you?" ”

When Zhang Ruoyu heard this, he replied to Xue Bao, who was fishing at work, and said, "You knew me on the first day? Am I such a quality person? ”

Grass...

Third Brother Lin almost collapsed.

Brother Zhang, you don't have quality, I'm panicked...

The boss showed up, even if the old man was lying down, he had to get up to pick up the guests.

How can I, Third Brother Lin, sit in the car and have this historic conversation?

The more Brother Zhang explained, the more annoying Xue Bao became, and when he filled in the end, his mentality collapsed directly, and he sent an anxious voice: "Brother Zhang, you can help me fill it in!" I've got a lot more to open, I'm annoyed! ”

Zhang Ruoyu put the phone to his mouth and coaxed: "Okay, okay, I'll get it, it's so stupid." ”

Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand lightly, interrupting Third Brother Lin's urge to remind him that Mr. Jiang was already standing by the side of the car, and he really had to get out of the car to greet him.

Zhang Ruoyu took a few minutes to help Xuebao fill in the information, and then he rolled down the window and raised his eyes to look at Jiang Zili, who was standing next to the car with an unkind face: "Mr. Jiang, come to see the doctor?" What kind of disease do you have, your face is so bad? ”

Jiang Zili frowned and said, "I'm not sick. ”

"Impossible."

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and said arbitrarily: "With your complexion, you are definitely not lightly ill." ”

Jiang Zili's face turned cold.

This kid, as always, has a bad mouth, and he can be angry with him even if he is not sick.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm here, will you give way?" Jiang Zili didn't want to rub it off and went straight to the point.

"You're still saying you're not sick?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned. "Why are you in a hurry if you're not sick?"

When Jiang Zili heard this, he was about to have a heart attack.

With one hand on the carport, he lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Zhang, I don't have time to talk to you, you give way, I'll go in and deal with something." ”

"Wait." Zhang Ruoyu took out Huazi and handed it to Jiang Zili, but the latter was upset and waved his hand to refuse.

"How long will it take?" Jiang Zili asked in a deep voice.

"Wait for my old man to give me a letter." Zhang Ruoyu did not force Jiang Zili to smoke and took back Huazi Dao. "When he's happy, when are you going to go in."

"Confused!" Jiang Zili slapped the carport hard and shouted angrily. "If you connive at your old man to do this, it will be messy!"

Jiang Zili went berserk.

The henchmen behind him flocked to the area, wanting to savagely open the way.

Click.

Zhang Ruoyu pushed the car door and slowly got out of the car.

The dark eyes glanced at Jiang Zili without being salty: "How messy can it be?" ”

Jiang Zili was glared at by Zhang Xiangbei, and his heart was also a little drumming.

What kind of temper this kid has, he may know better than Zhang Dazhi.

After all, in the twenty years of Zhang Dazhi's absence from Zhang Xiangbei, Jiang Zili has been online for ten years.

"The world is in chaos!" Jiang Zili said loudly, gritted his teeth.

"Isn't this my professional match?" When Zhang Ruoyu heard this, his expression was indifferent, and he wrote lightly: "No matter how chaotic it is, I can control it." ”