Although Brother Dazhi was scolded, he was also treated with inappropriate metaphors of yin and yang.
But he wasn't angry at all.
It couldn't be that just because she had a son for a while, she had to make her son obedient to her, right?
I have never been taught, let alone raised.
He didn't speak loudly or softly. How can Brother Dazhi blame his son?
Not only was it not surprising, it was even a little touching.
It depends on the owner when it comes to beating a dog.
Bullying me?
Senior brother, you have successfully angered General Zhang!
Whoosh whoosh!
After hearing Zhang Xiangbei's heroic words, the five Dragon Guards strongmen stood like ghosts in front of him.
Everyone is filled with a chilling air.
The eldest brother also burst out with the power of a strong man, staring coldly at Zhang Xiangbei: "Dragon Guard Gate is directly under the jurisdiction of the three courtyards. You, Zhang Xiangbei, have nothing to do with us."
"To give you face, call you General Zhang."
The senior brother walked towards Zhang Xiangbei slowly: "Take your mother away, I think she was just instigated."
"I refuse to leave." The senior brother's eyes were cold, and his murderous intent was revealed. "Then don't leave!"
…
Outside the yard.
The Sixth Master glared at the Eighth Master and said with hindsight, "Why didn't you stop me?"
"I fucking stopped it!" Master Ba was furious. "Can I stop it?"
"I'm talking about General Zhang!" Mr. Liu stamped his feet.
"I can't even stop his father, how can I stop him!?" Master Ba was furious.
I felt very nervous and anxious.
The background of Hulongmen is hard, and the strength is even harder.
Especially the senior brother, it is said that he was taught by an expert back then and his martial arts strength is unfathomable.
This will bring about a blow to General Zhang. Who is responsible?
After all, he is a soldier, he is upright and upright, how can he play tricks with those heretical masters?
They only use dirty tricks such as black tigers ripping out hearts and monkeys stealing peaches.
If General Zhang is really hurt, and a 300,000-strong army from Beimang marches south, who will take the blame?
Just the thousands of Beimang elites stationed in Beijing waiting to be awarded the medal would break the sky.
The Sixth Master and the Eighth Master complained to each other for a while, then glared at the distinguished Dean: "Dean Chen, why didn't you stop me!?"
Dean Chen, who was already worried and full of worst-case plans, almost lost his breath when he heard this and passed over: "How the hell am I going to stop him? I almost knelt down to beg him just now! One of them is My cousins, one is Zhang Xiangbei, he has the back of his damn hand, but you guys want a reason why I won’t stop him?!"
"Then why don't you kneel down and beg? What if Xiao Zhang relents when you kneel down?"
Mr. Liu was in a panic and couldn't help but feel confused.
Dean Chen kicked the sixth child: "Then when I winked at you, you pretended to be deaf and dumb!?"
Mr. Liu calmly patted the dust on his body: "Aren't I worried about my old brother? How can the two of them withstand such a high-intensity offensive from Dragon Guard?"
After calming down, I started to feel tired again.
After worrying about my father, I started to worry about my son again.
Master Liu finally discovered that he was a worry-taker.
Ding ding ding.
Dean Chen's cell phone rang and kept ringing.
Picked up one after another.
The cell phones of Master Six and Master Eight also rang.
Picked up one after another.
The call Dean Chen received had only one general message: save my cousin.
The calls received by Master Six and Master Eight were that something had happened to Zhang Xiangbei, and they both had to take the blame.
People from all walks of life are under tremendous pressure.
We discussed it with each other and had an in-depth exchange of ideas.
They decided to call each other fiercely across the street from each other.
As the third brother of Master Six and Master Eight, Dean Chen took the lead and was the first to call his cousin.
"Anyway, he is Zhang Xiangbei. Give your cousin some face, don't kill him, just show your will."
Dean Chen said earnestly: "Zhang Xiangbei has served the country loyally to the army. He has been a soldier all his life. It is impossible for him to be serious with you."
yard.
While answering the phone, the senior brother watched Zhang Xiangbei beat to death his junior brothers who were sympathetic to him.
Some people's internal organs were blown out.
The death was so tragic and shocking.
"Hey, do you hear me?" Dean Chen urged.
"I heard."
The senior brother stood there with a stern look on his face and a murderous intent in his eyes: "If I told you that he killed all the people I brought, would you still think that he wouldn't be serious about it?"
Dean Chen's heart trembled, and he forced his respect: "He has been fighting for many years and has practiced killing skills. It is inevitable that he will strike harder. Can't you understand this?"
"Besides, didn't he kill your junior brothers who had no background and no support just to scare the monkeys? Don't you even understand this? How can a big shot act without a sense of propriety?"
The senior brother squinted his eyes and stared at Zhang Xiangbei, who was covered in blood.
This world-renowned Chinese God of War was walking towards him with a murderous intent in his hand, carrying the Beimang Sword.
When he felt his unparalleled domineering ferocity, the eldest brother's energy surged throughout his body, and his fighting spirit was high.
"No more chatting, he called me."
The phone was hung up.
Dean Chen stamped his feet angrily.
He glared at Master Eight and Master Six fiercely: "Quickly, call Xiao Zhang, I've already reached an agreement!"
Master Ba shook the full cell phone a few times: "Why is there no signal?"
As soon as Mr. Liu took out his mobile phone, he accidentally slipped it and stepped on it with his big leather shoe: "It's broken."
