Looking outside, the street was obviously blocked off and the hospital frontage was crowded with "luxury" cars from all walks of life.
In the carriage, Brother Lin was sweating profusely and secretly locked the door.
Even if the King of Heaven comes today, the third brother will not open the door.
What a fucking international joke! ?
Near the car, the special cars of the four unparalleled gods of war and Marshal Beimang were crowded.
Across the road, there were cars parked with cars pouring out of the wall.
Especially the low-key, luxurious and connotative black car at the beginning was so fucking armed that it reached its rearview mirror. A bunch of bullets hit it and all of them bounced back.
The third brother wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly sent a WeChat message to King Lin: "Grandpa, the situation is very tense. I am about to die. Please help me..."
After sending the WeChat message, I looked back at Brother Zhang, who looked indifferent and showed no signs of getting angry.
The third brother was panicking...
The third brother doesn’t understand what’s going on.
The third brother didn’t dare to ask.
Third brother can still not understand brother Zhang?
Brother Zhang fell out when he said he wanted to, and turned into Zhang Xiangbei if he said he wasn't Zhang Ruoyu.
As for this battle, at least it would be at the level of mutiny, but at worst, the third brother wouldn't even dare to say it.
Third brother is not sure whether Brother Zhang is angry or not.
But the third brother was already sweating profusely and had a fever.
"Shut up and stay still." King Lin quickly replied to WeChat. "If you win as a young model in the club, if you lose, you will work in the sea. It's safe."
Brother Lin clutched his phone and looked at the content on WeChat with a pale face.
Old guy, are you fucking using my life as a token of surrender for General Zhang?
As for this fucking battle, if we lose, let’s not talk about it. The third brother will explode.
Even if we win, do we have Jiba relations with my third brother Lin?
Who cares about a clown next to General Zhang?
Snap.
Third brother Lin suppressed his trembling arms, lit a cigarette, and said hesitantly: "Brother Zhang, what kind of environment is this? It looks like there is going to be a mutiny..."
The third brother tried his best to keep himself as humorous as possible to relieve the endocrine imbalance caused by the huge inner pressure.
He was really... suffocating.
Just a hospital facing the street has all kinds of powerful people stationed there.
Picking out any one of them is worthy of being licked fiercely by the third brother.
In the hospital, the sight of those ferocious backyard troops made the third brother's heart tremble.
That's the Iron-Blooded Forbidden Army.
I've only heard of it from the old man's mouth, and I'm not even qualified to see it.
And the person sitting in the first car was the top predator in the backyard.
He is the super boss who controls everything within the wall known as the heart of power.
"Third brother, this is something we can chat about in private." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and said expressionlessly. "If we talk about it outside, I'll kill you on the spot."
The third brother immediately retracted his neck with lingering fear.
I glanced at the various vehicles on the street with my peripheral vision, but no one got out of the car. They all hid in their cars and watched what happened.
"Brother Zhang, what are we doing?" Brother Lin asked tremblingly.
Frankly speaking, the third brother is a little anxious to urinate.
"Not very clear." Zhang Ruoyu shook his head lightly. "The roads are blocked anyway, so just wait."
"It's not blocked..." Brother Lin took a look at the road conditions. "With my driving skills, I can definitely drive. I passed the A1 driver's license test."
"Okay, Third Brother, are you so versatile?" Zhang Ruoyu said calmly.
"It's not bad..." Brother Lin twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a sad look on his face. "I'm just a little timid, and I haven't experienced any big storms or waves before, so I won't be scared."
Zhang Ruoyu took out his mobile phone and took the time to send the two electronic military exercise passes that Long Fei had just sent to Mr. Han, asking her to register her identity information.
In the deathly silent street, the sound of a door opening suddenly sounded.
In the first car, the secretary on the passenger seat opened the door and got out.
The huge street was full of parked cars, but no one was there.
If someone fired a cold shot in this situation, they wouldn't be able to find out who the murderer is...
The secretary is under a lot of pressure.
But the boss gave the order, and he had to show his shame again.
If this were to happen normally, it would be a good opportunity to show off.
But the environment is not right today.
Others are easy to talk about, and relying on the boss's arrangement in the backyard, he can make a big show of it.
But facing the gang of desperadoes in Beimang, especially the man sitting in the car parked at the main entrance of the hospital.
The secretary couldn't be sure and couldn't hold on.
If he really wants to be tough, the boss won't send him to take action.
When I usually appear on TV, why doesn’t my boss push me to give a speech? Are you worried that your eloquence is not good and you cannot explain the central idea clearly?
I write all the manuscripts by myself. How often do I not dig into the details word by word? They all know it by heart.
The secretary walked calmly towards the lead car.
His eyes seemed firm, but in fact he was empty-headed.
When Zhang Xiangbei was alive, he never said hello directly, at most he glanced at him from afar on certain occasions.
Secretary Xin Ji slowly approached Lin Sange's limousine, bent slightly, and knocked on the window.
Brother Lin just opened a crack in the car window, which was so small that even the muzzle of the gun could not fit through.
The people inside the wall, especially the cronies of the big boss in the backyard, not to mention the guns, even the third brother who has the guns believe them.
The third brother had to guard against it.
"Mr. Zhang." Xin Ji asked in a low voice. "My leader wants to visit an old friend in the hospital."
"I wonder if it would be convenient for you to move the car?"
Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "Third brother, is it convenient for you?"
When Brother Lin heard this, his face turned cold and he frowned: "Are you blind? The road is blocked. Whose responsibility is it if the car I just picked up is damaged?"
Zhang Ruoyu heard this and glanced at Xin Ji lightly: "Did you hear that? It's inconvenient."
