In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

"what happened?"

The man glanced at his unconscious brother, frowned and said, "The gunshot wound you suffered on your right arm hasn't healed yet? Or does it still have sequelae?"

He was sweating profusely and his heart was beating like thunder.

But with a look on his face that he was in pain, he took a deep breath and said, "Well, there are sequelae. As long as the weather changes, my arm will be in severe pain, like a knife cutting, like an ant crawling, it hurts and itches."

"Don't work so hard in the future. You have to take care of yourself when you need to take care of yourself. I know a few old Chinese medicine doctors here. I will send you a WeChat account later. You can go get a few injections and give it a try." The man said with concern.

"Thank you, brother." Na Er had a weird expression, and he used all his strength to squat down and pick up the phone.

Then look closely at the photos on your phone.

It's like appreciating a first love, not even letting go of the eyebrows, looking at it extremely seriously.

But his mind was in chaos.

I’ve seen the man on the phone before.

That year, Na Er was still serving as an executive in a multinational mercenary group. The leaders originally planned to achieve success in three years and dominate the mercenary industry in five years, covering the sky with one hand.

But overnight, the mercenary group of ten thousand people was completely gone.

The lair was blown away, and all the senior executives were smashed to pieces.

The one who took action was the Beimang Army!

It was during that battle that Na Er met the man in the photo.

Although I don't know him and am not sure of his identity, judging from the Beimang Army's attitude towards him, this guy is definitely a high-ranking member of Beimang!

And he’s not just an ordinary high-level person!

Beimang cook?

Which army's cook would fucking carry out a cross-border encirclement and suppression mission?And in one damn night, they killed tens of thousands of mercenaries to pieces! ?

The two faces were pale and fidgety.

"What did you see?" The man frowned and asked when he saw that his brother looked wrong.

"I didn't see it." Na Er shook his head guiltily and changed the subject. "Brother, it doesn't matter if you're injured, right?"

"It's okay." Na Ye shook his head lightly and said. "You can help me check his background and teach him a lesson without making a big fuss. I only have one request: don't shoot and don't kill anyone."

"My style is to strike with blood, not to shoot, and not to kill anyone, so what should I do? Invite him to tea?" Na Er raised his eyebrows and said calmly. "Brother, since you think this person has a good conscience and you don't want to make a big deal out of it, why don't you just forget about it."

"Forget it?" The man said calmly. "Then where should I put my face? You know how my brother is. It doesn't matter anything. I have to live up to my reputation."

"Brother, my work unit is also very busy. If something hadn't happened to you this time, I wouldn't have made this trip despite my busy schedule." Na Er started to pull. "If you don't need me to do anything special, I'll take the earliest flight tomorrow morning."

"So anxious?" The man felt a little uncomfortable. "We haven't seen each other for so long, and I still want to drink with you for three days and three nights."

"Even if I don't eat, the people in my hands have to eat." Na Er declined politely. "There are many opportunities to drink. Why don't you go to my work? Think of it as a trip abroad to relax."

"My legs won't be able to get out of bed for three to five months." Na Ye said calmly. "talk about it later."

"Oh." Na Er couldn't sit still, and returned the hot phone to the elder brother, saying calmly. "Brother, I bought several villas in my hometown before. You said that you are getting old now, why don't you go back to your hometown to rest. The wealth I have earned over the years is enough for you to support you in your old age."

"Brother, I am only 46 years old this year. Isn't it too early to take care of your retirement?" The man was unwilling to give in and felt that he could survive for a few more years.

"If you run away, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. Do you have to risk your life before you retire?" Na Er said seriously. "Brother, I'm not talking about you. In your life, you have been pursuing someone who can be looked up to by others, and you can be an ordinary person. You don't care about money. What benefits can you get from hanging around like this?"

The man said calmly: "You and I have different views, so we won't talk about this anymore."

But the second man was a little bit conceited and said in a deep voice: "Brother, listen to my advice, what's there to do in Binhai? You can't even be a cook now, will those big bosses still trust you? Will they give you face?" ? Just take advantage of this opportunity and retire. I have a mouthful of food to eat, and I will never let you drink soup."

"Don't worry about me." The man said dissatisfied. "I am the eldest brother, why can I let my younger brother support me? I don't want to lose face?"

The two men were so angry that they almost took out their guns and destroyed the elder brother's other leg.

Pretend to be your mother!

Do you want your mother's face?

Do you know who you messed with, old guy?

It would be easier for the cook to deal with you than to kill a pig!

You still have a damn conscience, and people don't even take an old bastard like you seriously.

I really want to kill you, but you don’t even dare to fart!

That man feels that his brother is a little strange today.

Are you really afraid that you won't be able to cope with it as you get older?

Or is it that this incident has stimulated him and he is afraid that he will die in Binhai?

He couldn't help but smile and reassure the other two: "Don't worry, brother, I know what I know. When I really can't survive anymore, I can go to the house you bought in my hometown to retire. Is that okay?"

Do you have your mother's number?

What level are they at, and what level are you at?

Still can’t fucking survive?

They can crush you with just one kick and give you face?

bang bang.

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

The two brothers trembled and turned around, only to see Zhang Ruoyu holding a fruit basket in his hand with a harmless smile on his face: "Master, are you feeling better?"