Brother Dazhi's posture of waving his hands back is very handsome and stylish, like calling a dog.

The uncle's face with a slight sense of vicissitudes is full of confidence.

My own son, I still can't move?

But when he turned around, he found that his son was looking down and playing with his mobile phone, without even looking at himself.

"You're done."

Brother Dazhi glanced at He Jinqiu coldly: "My son is calling someone." ”

He Jinqiu's eyes were sharp, and the corners of his lips were full of sarcasm: "The special general of the dignified military department, who used to be the first person in Beimang, is now reduced to relying on his son to pretend?" ”

This has to be ridiculed by others, and Brother Dazhi can easily expose it, and he can even beat it upside down, and disgust the other party with his son who has ascended to the top.

But in the face of He Jinqiu, the former Beimang veteran who had followed Brother Dazhi to conquer the world, he couldn't get up easily, and he couldn't let go of this face.

"General Zhang." He Jinqiu said word by word. "What do you think those old brothers would think of you if they were still alive?"

"Have you ever wondered what they will think of you?" Brother Dazhi said with a sharp gaze.

"I'm fine." He Jinqiu said indifferently. "Ten years in the front yard, ten years in the backyard, back then, I was the best and the highest level of the people in the Beimang department."

"It's higher than your Zhang Dazhi's pinnacle level."

He Jinqiu looked down at Zhang Dazhi condescendingly: "What about you, General Zhang?" What are you now? ”

Brother Dazhi's eyes were red, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Lao Tzu should have sent you to the front line to block the gun's eye!" ”

"I'll turn you down." He Jinqiu said coldly. "Why am I charging every time? Why can't it be someone else? ”

"Every time so many people die, why can't I be one less?"

Brother Dazhi stared at He Jinqiu coldly, and said coldly: "You really deserve to die!" ”

"The damned are alive, the deserving are dead." He Jinqiu asked rhetorically. "General Zhang, are you wrong or is the world wrong?"

Brother Dazhi was silent.

He didn't look back to greet his son.

On this occasion, it seems that it is inconvenient for the son to come forward.

What are you doing out there? Beat up this bastard?

This bastard was a Beimang veteran back then, and a henchman among Brother Dazhi's henchmen.

Except for the slightly more radical pace of pursuing progress, he is still a good soldier overall.

"General Zhang."

He Jinqiu said in the tone that this was the last time to teach Brother Dazhi like this: "I am alive, I live in a high position, you are not happy." ”

"I'm dead, and you're not happy to be buried with those old friends on the battlefield in the outer lands."

"You're confusing me."

"General Zhang, do you want me to die or do you want me to live?"

He Jinqiu stared at Brother Da Zhi.

As if to see through the depths of his soul.

Brother Dazhi was silent.

Confused eyes.

"General Zhang, finally, as an old comrade-in-arms, I will give you a piece of advice." A sly smile appeared on the corner of He Jinqiu's lips. "It's all over, let's enjoy the blessings of a turtle with a shrunken head between my tail."

"Without you, the world would still be the same."

He Jinqiu said, turned around and left in the car.

Brother Dazhi was stunned and smoked several cigarettes on the spot, before he rubbed his somewhat stiff face and returned to his son's car.

"Lao Tzu just asked you to get out of the car to cheer, didn't you see?" Brother Dazhi is a little negative. "I'm so shameless about what you did!"

Brother Zhang finished fighting with Xue Bao, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at Brother Dazhi: "There will always be times when I am not by your side." ”

"You have to learn to deal with it yourself."

Brother Dazhi gasped and gently pushed his son: "Just know that you are tired of your daughter-in-law!" ”

Brother Zhang smiled and said dotingly: "Then tell me, how do you want to clean him up?" I'll do it for you before dark. ”

Brother Dazhi opened his mouth, and a wave of emotion just hit his head, and quickly fell back to the original point.

The son shot and was notoriously ruthless.

He was afraid that as soon as his golden mouth was opened, He Jinqiu would have no way to live.

"What's wrong?" Brother Zhang urged.

"Haven't thought about it yet!" Brother Dazhi pouted. "I'll let you know when I'm ready!"

"Oh." Brother Zhang was afraid that Brother Da Zhi would live too long and trouble him every day, so he handed another one to Brother Da Zhi, who had just smoked a few Huazi outside, and personally lit it for him to supervise him to finish smoking. "Don't think about those unhappy, you will be able to turn the clouds in the backyard in no time, realize your ideals and ambitions, be happy."

Brother Dazhi was stunned, exhaled a thick smoke and asked, "What are my ideals and ambitions?" ”

"World peace."

Brother Zhang cut the railway.

"Fuck you!"

Brother Dazhi laughed and scolded, took two puffs of cigarettes, and muttered: "Lao Tzu is famous for killing people without blinking." ”

Brother Zhang glanced at Brother Dazhi meaningfully, and grinned: "Like me." ”

Eight years ago.

The Beimang Army, which had been silent on the battlefield in foreign lands for more than ten years, replanted the flag and became famous in a war with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

The heroes from all walks of life were shocked, leaving only one sentence that Zhang Xiangbei didn't understand at the time, but now, it is clear that they are back.

In the mountain where thousands of bones were buried, thousands of dead souls roared, and clouds covered the sky.

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PS: The Spring Festival is over, and it will not be 2 ~ if it can be 3 in the next week