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

As soon as Brother Zhang and his wife walked out of the hotel, cars with special license plates roared towards them.

In the car, a group of young men wearing special clothes that Xuebao had never seen before jumped out.

Zhang Ruoyu's eyes turned cold.

These people have quite a lot of background.

"Brother Zhang, are you here?"

Xuebao took a step forward and used his hot and delicate body to block Brother Zhang's crotch.

After hanging out with Brother Zhang for a long time, Xuebao became more alert.

These guys with unknown origins are 90.00% here for Brother Zhang.

The other one percent is Chong Xuebao.

But tonight Xuebao went out for a meal and bought a bill, and she remembered very clearly that she didn't pay a penny less for the bill, and she didn't have any conflict with any waiter who came in through a relationship.

Come to Xuebao?It doesn't make sense.

"You still have to ask?" Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and said with a cold expression. "I am the coolest person coming in and out of this hotel tonight. Who else could it be besides me?"

talking room.

Dozens of tough men in specially-made clothes straightened past the two of them and rushed into the hotel.

"Eh?" Xuebao said crookedly. "These bastards, did they not recognize Brother Zhang, or were they distracted? How about I go and give them a heads up?"

Zhang Ruoyu gritted his teeth and sneered: "It's reasonable for a bunch of little minions to not recognize me. I'm not angry at all."

"Brother Zhang, your fists are so hard..." Xuebao muttered softly.

"It's getting cold."

Zhang Ruoyu opened his thin lips slightly and said seriously: "Is it strange that I clenched my fists to resist the cold?"

"Very reasonable."

Xuebao's emotional intelligence is so high, how can he dismantle Brother Zhang?

Just from the corner of my eye, the whole street suddenly became empty of pedestrians.

Low-key black cars drove slowly from the end of the street.

Soon, the whole street was filled with parked cars.

But no one came out of the car.

It seems that he is waiting for instructions.

"The roads are blocked." Xuebao frowned. "Are you still letting people go home?"

The white and tender little hands touched the baby and sent a group message on WeChat to shake people.

She had no idea what was going on.

But Xuebao has a keen sense of smell, and when he thinks with his right little toe, he knows something big is going to happen tonight.

Among the cars crowding the streets, there are not many limited-edition luxury cars, but one of them is either a machine car or a serial number car, which is full of gold content.

Under the dim yellow street lights, although no one got out of the cars, there was a terrifying and dangerous atmosphere.

Like a ferocious beast, it chooses people to devour.

Not much.

Several strong young men in special uniforms escorted Mr. Huang, who had a bruised nose and face, out of the hotel.

Because his posture was so brutal, Boss Huang's face almost touched the ground, as if he was being pushed like a plow.

General Michel, who was also bruised and bruised, was escorted out by several strong men in special uniforms.

The general was in a panic. He was obviously surrounded by stars, but his expression looked more like that of someone who had been kidnapped...

"Dawai!"

Boss Huang raised his head with anger on his face and stared at Zhang Ruoyu who was standing at the door smoking: "Save uncle!"

Han Jiangxue twitched the corner of her mouth.

I don't want to save.

General Michel is well versed in the heresies of China, and even his analogy seems to be integrated into his bones.

"It was obviously me who beat him, why did you do this to him!?" General Michel glared at the strong men in special uniforms. "If you have the guts, come at me!"

But those cold-blooded young men didn't pay any attention to him, and they just put him in the car respectfully.

A group of people came and went in a hurry.

It seemed that Zhang Ruoyu and his wife were not seen at all.

"Which one of you is the leader?"

Zhang Ruoyu held down one of the tough men in special uniforms like a jack, preventing him from moving.

The strong man frowned and tried to break free: "Let go."

As soon as Zhang Ruoyu let go of his hand, the strong man fell to the ground due to too much force in breaking free.

"gather!"

When the nearby tough men in special uniforms saw this, they immediately swooped forward, each of them looking fierce and chilling.

Even Boss Huang has only one person left to guard him.

General Michel, who had already boarded the car, didn't even have a strong man to escort him.

Everyone surrounded Zhang Ruoyu like locusts with a fierce momentum.

"I give you two options."

A middle-aged man in a significantly darker uniform walked over quickly.

He has a strong physique and walks with wind.

A look of solemnity was written on a face with Chinese characters: "Either, make amends to my brother, apologize, and then get out."

"Either you come with me. I have the final say when you leave."

"you choose."

Facing these dozens of fierce-looking young men, Zhang Ruoyu remained unmoved. Xuebao, who was standing aside, curled his lips and said, "Have you ever heard of a saying that it's easier to invite a god than to send him away?"

"Xue Bao, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "Their work unit is not easy to mess with. If Jesus comes in, he will have to peel off every layer of his skin."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Ruoyu thoughtfully: "Young man, since you know our unit, you should understand that we don't need to explain to anyone what we do."

"The principle is such a principle, and the rules are indeed such a rule."

Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man lightly: "But tonight, I want to challenge your authority."

"By the way, let me try it out and see whether it is Jesus who has thicker skin or mine."