Chapter 851: What Style of Urn Do You Like?

Before Li Shiyan could speak, Li Jinyan, who was standing on the side, snorted.

"Zhang Xiangbei, do you want to move my brother?" Li Jinyan raised his hand and pointed at his eldest brother, his face full of sarcasm.

"And you."

Zhang Xiangbei glanced at Li Jinyan coldly.

Li Jinyan laughed out loud on the spot, grinned and asked, "Why don't you inquire first, what is the origin of our old Li family?" If you really don't know, you can ask Wang Lin'an about them. ”

"Move my brother?" Li Jinyan seemed to hear an international joke. "Are you tired?"

A younger brother stood up and opened fire, but Li Shiyan, who was a brother, calmed down.

He sat down slowly, his phone in his hand, and conceived the big picture.

Zhang Xiangbei gave him three minutes to call someone.

It doesn't matter if it's called the people on the mountain or the people down the mountain, it's just three minutes.

He wasn't sure how high the gold content of Zhang Xiangbei's words was.

But he dared to mobilize the Beimang army into Beijing and guard the Longqian Courtyard.

It is enough to prove that he Zhang Xiangbei is bold and a reckless madman!

"Can I touch him?"

Zhang Xiangbei raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Lin'an's others, his face full of majesty.

"What do you want to do, you don't usually ask us." Wang Lin'an shrugged his shoulders and pouted. "Why are you still polite today?"

Dean Gu lit a cigarette and said with a calm expression: "General Zhang, you shouldn't be cowardly, right?" ”

Zhao Changying twitched the corners of his mouth, he really wanted to spit out the quintessence of the country.

These two old Deng, Gonghuo really has a hand!

Li Shiyan frowned slightly, knowing that these old foxes were full of thoughts, and wanted to find Zhang Xiangbei as cannon fodder to turn the situation around.

"Two and a half minutes left."

Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand and glanced at the famous watch that Xue Bao picked out on his wrist.

Li Jinyan jumped up and scolded: "It's all our people outside!" What are you crazy about? ”

Zhang Ruoyu didn't say anything and waited quietly.

Li Shiyan glanced at Zhang Xiangbei, his mood was inexplicably heavy, and the pressure came up all of a sudden.

He had heard a lot about Zhang Xiangbei's deeds, and he knew that Zhang Xiangbei was by no means an easy person.

But he didn't know how Zhang Xiangbei could break the game.

The layout of the mountain under the mountain has been around for decades.

With him Zhang Xiangbei alone, can he wipe them all out?

Li Shiyan didn't believe it.

But he still got through the phone and said in a deep voice: "How's the progress on your side?" ”

The magnetic voice of the cheongsam woman sounded on the other side of the phone: "It's not going well, the former acquaintances are a little ambiguous, and they don't dare to express their position." ”

Li Shiyan instantly sweated.

The forces on the cheongsam woman's side are completely staggered from the Li family.

There was a setback on his side, and it didn't go well on the cheongsam woman's side.

Li Shiyan seemed to feel that there was an invisible big hand behind his back, controlling all this.

It seems, it's against the mountains!

Who the hell is it?

Who has so much energy to make so many powerful bigwigs collectively defect?

After Li Shiyan hung up the phone, he made another call.

"Prepare to enter Beijing." Li Shiyan gave the order.

It was a secret unit laid out on the hill and at the bottom of the mountain.

is a strong and low-key force.

Joining forces with the backyard army and the outside, Li Shiyan is confident that he will control the situation and bring down Zhang Xiangbei.

This card, he didn't want to use.

But at this point, he had no choice.

"Can't get in."

After a long pause on the phone, he replied.

"What do you mean you can't get in!?" Li Shiyan's heart trembled, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Literally, you can't get in." The voice on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice. "100,000 Beimang elites are blocked outside the city, I just heard the news, the Beijing garrison and the Beimang army have handed over the work, before the latest military order is issued, the security work in the capital is currently under the full responsibility of the Beimang army."

"If we break through, the Beimang army will treat us as an enemy army, and we will be killed."

Li Shiyan sat down on the chair sweating profusely, and even his body leaned heavily against the conference table.

The eyes that were originally wise and deep gradually became hollow.

Smack.

Li Shiyan stiffly lit a cigarette, and suddenly raised his eyes and glared at Zhang Xiangbei: "You want to commit treason!?"

Zhang Xiangbei raised his wrist and looked at the time, his thin lips opened slightly, and said, "The time has come." ”

He stood up slowly, didn't even look at Li Shiyan, picked up the mobile phone on the conference table, and dialed the first call: "Let the commander of the garrison answer the phone, I'm Zhang Xiangbei." ”

The main person on the other side of the phone was quickly found, and he was out of breath to answer the phone.

"Pass my order, and the whole army will rush to the three major courtyards." Zhang Xiangbei's eyes were like torches, and his face was full of murderous energy. "There are people who rebel."

Hang up.

Zhang Xiangbei dialed the second number, and it was Shen Zaiye.

"Have you arrived?" Zhang Xiangbei was covered with monstrous flames, as if there were millions of male soldiers standing behind him, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Even Zhao Changying, who was sitting on the side, was trembling.

"Just finished changing guards in the wall." On the other side of the phone, Shen Zaiye said in a solemn tone. "Ready to act."

"Do it." Zhang Xiangbei said word by word. "If you resist, you can't kill."

"Yes! Checkmate! ”

Zhang Xiangbei made a third call.

The one who called was the commander of the 100,000 Beimang army who was guarding outside the city.

"Not a single fly can fly in without my orders, let alone fly out."

"Yes, General!"

After making three phone calls.

Zhang Xiangbei put his mobile phone on the conference table and paced to Li Shiyan, who was pale: "Xiao Li, what style of urn do you like?" I'll arrange it for you. ”