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

Na Ye, who was having a friendly exchange with his younger brother, glanced at Zhang Ruoyu who was standing at the door, stuck his butt out and almost jumped out of bed.

The trembling tore the wound on his knee, causing the man to grimace in pain.

"What are you doing here?"

The man's face turned sallow and he was panicked.

After thinking about it all night, and basically confirming that Zhang Ruoyu could kill himself to pieces even without a gun, he was filled with fear of this mysterious cook.

Na Er no longer acted arrogantly as before, and stood up in a sensible manner.

I didn't even dare to look at him.

"Let's see if you are dead."

Zhang Ruoyu lifted the fruit basket in his hand and said calmly: "Didn't you see that I also brought a fruit basket?"

The man was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

What's the meaning?Why don't you give me face in front of my brother?

"Anyone with the surname Zhang can be killed but not humiliated!" The man gritted his teeth.

Are those disciples and disciples outside eating shit?

Hundreds of people are guarding the hospital, are they all fucking blind?Can't you see this dangerous person?

puff.

Zhang Ruoyu casually threw the fruit basket weighing twenty kilograms onto Na Ye's leg. He didn't know whether it was accidental or intentional, but it hit Na Ye's injured leg.

The man hugged his legs and cried out in pain on the spot, bursting into tears.

"Brother, are you okay?" Na Er twitched the corner of his mouth, and without leaving a trace, he took the fruit basket containing durian from Na Ye's lap.

He didn't dare to look up at Zhang Ruoyu.

What if he recognizes him?

"Are you fucking blind?" The man couldn't care less about the brotherly love and grabbed Na Er by the collar. "Kill him for me! I will take all the responsibility!"

The man's expression was stiff and he said tactfully: "Brother, you have taught me since I was a child that visitors are guests. This gentleman comes to see you with a gift. He must have good intentions. How can we not treat guests well?"

"My legs were almost broken by him!" The old man looked at the bandage that was seeping with blood and was in great pain.

"Sir, this must not have been intentional..." Na Er argued. "If I had moved fast enough just now, I could have caught the fruit basket."

"If you ask me, the responsibility lies with me."

The man looked at his younger brother in disbelief, his face full of astonishment.

Is this kid out of his mind?

My eldest brother has been bullied. Why the hell are you pretending to be a gentleman?

Why, have you done business with him before?

"Well, he is your brother?"

Zhang Ruoyu held a cigarette in his mouth and sat on the chair where Er Er had just sat.

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at Na Er: "It looks familiar. Where have I seen it?"

"It doesn't look familiar." The other man waved his hands hurriedly and said seriously. "I haven't seen it at all."

"The surname is Zhang."

Seeing that his younger brother was habitually keeping a low profile and hiding his identity, the old man stopped working and said in a cold voice: "Do you know what my younger brother does?"

"What are you doing?" Zhang Ruoyu crossed his legs and asked slowly.

"He used to be a senior consultant for a mercenary group. Later, he set up his own business and formed a team of iron-blooded mercenaries in Central Europe, with many fierce generals under his command." Na Ye said with a strong voice. "Do you really think I can't deal with you?"

After the man finished speaking, he stared at Zhang Ruoyu with cold eyes.

The entire ward was silent.

Na Er froze in place, and the side of his face felt a little itchy.

He raised his hand and touched it. It turned out to be sweat.

Murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he wanted to cover the man with a pillow to death.

Why do you talk so much?

If you don't speak, who thinks you are dumb?

If you don't kill your only biological brother in this world, won't it show that you have a miserable life experience?

"No wonder it looks familiar."

Zhang Ruoyu suddenly understood and glanced at Na Er lightly: "We must have met before."

Without saying anything, Na Er knelt down in front of Zhang Ruoyu with a pop.

But this scene made Na Ye look stupid.

Why did my brother, who had always been so proud, kneel down with the enemy of that family?

If you have seen it, you have seen it. Do you think that everyone who has seen you must die?

If you're not dead, then that's because you're in a good mood?

What do you mean?What if you talk like fart?

"Na Er, get up!" Na Ye shouted at Na Er angrily. “Our old family can’t be killed without humiliation!”

"Shut up!" The second evil glared at the elder brother fiercely. "Why are you talking to Brother Zhang?"

Na Er at least knows what this guy's last name is.

Regardless of age, it’s absolutely right to call Brother Zhang.

The man's face was filled with astonishment and he was completely confused.

What is the origin of this person named Zhang?

Looking at Er Na's virtue, he must know Zhang Ruoyu's identity.

Thinking back to the time before, Na Er had been urging him to retire early and return to his hometown for retirement.

Even if you go to his workplace to relax, you can treat it as a trip.

Na Er must be hiding something!

After thinking about this, Na Ye's arrogance to fight to the death disappeared in an instant.

There was confusion and uneasiness in his eyes.

"Brother Zhang, all the mistakes he made are all my brother's fault. I will apologize to you on his behalf."

The two thieves showed their righteousness and kowtowed to Brother Zhang three times: "Please, Sir, if you have enough, treat my brother like a fart like you did me back then."

These three kowtows made those two heads bleed.

When the man heard this, he understood the mystery.

Three years ago, the two businesses collapsed because of the Beimang Army.

Later, because he was a Chinese and had never done anything in the Chinese territory, Beimang did not kill them all.

For this reason, when Beimang held General Zhang's memorial service in Binhai, the man paid 500 million out of his own pocket to pay for the banquet, as a way of repaying Beimang for not killing him.

Unexpectedly, the Beimang cook sitting in front of him was actually the key figure who let Na Er go?

Who is he?

Beimang God of Cooking?

Marshal Long Fei's brother-in-law?

He can't be General Zhang's brother, right?

General Zhang is an unparalleled national warrior and is famous all over the world. How could he have a brother who is ruthless?