When He Liangxi said these words, his cold eyes stared at Zhang Ruoyu indifferently.

He knew that the man standing in front of him was Zhang Xiangbei, a legend in Beimang who was regarded as a spiritual leader by countless soldiers.

But he has retired.

Officials also announced his obituary.

His current identity is just a retired cook from Beimang.

Why should a cook dominate Yanjing City?

It seems like no one dares to mess with him.

It seemed like whoever messed with him would end badly.

This feeling made He Liangxi uncomfortable.

He wanted to teach this retired cook that in the capital, he could only survive if he behaved well.

Otherwise, even if his predecessor was Zhang Xiangbei, he would still have to lie down.

Before Zhang Ruoyu spoke, Han Jiangxue, who was standing aside and the only one who heard He Liangxi's words, stepped forward and glanced at He Liangxi with a frosty face: "Can you answer me a question?"

"Ask." He Liangxi didn't seem to expect that the heir of the Han family would take the initiative to talk or even ask questions.

"When my husband was still called Zhang Xiangbei, you also made trouble for him like you do today, or in other words - do you dare to provoke him and give him a face?" Han Jiangxue stared at He Liangxi.

"He and I are not in the same circle." He Liangxi shook his head lightly.

Neither denied nor admitted.

When Zhang Xiangbei was still alive, it was certainly impossible for He Liangxi to find trouble.

Just now, he made it very clear.

You've already retired, what else are you pretending to be?

Why don't you keep your tail between your legs?

Do you really think that everyone in the capital will spoil you as a cook and give you face?

"Of course you and my husband are not in the same circle." Han Jiangxue said every word. "Look at your over-indulgent face. From your expression to your temperament to your words and deeds, you smell like a sissy."

"Why are you and my husband in the same circle?"

"You're in Beimang, you're not even qualified to kill a pig."

Han Jiangxue's tone was very unkind.

The fierceness of a snake and scorpion queen overflowed from her beautiful eyes.

"I'm just asking you, why didn't you make trouble for my husband when he was still Zhang Xiangbei? Why didn't you talk to him?"

"Don't you dare?"

"Still dare not?"

Han Jiangxue mocked him, but completely choked He Liangxi.

"Boy." Han Jiangxue raised her slender fingers and poked He Liangxi's chest hard like a female gangster, saying with a strange tone. "A master like you who is strong on the outside but strong on the inside, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, I have to deal with seven or eight people a day in Binhai."

"Believe it or not, I will smash your mouth tonight..."

Snapped!

Han Jiangxue suddenly took action without any warning.

He slapped He Liangxi's handsome face hard.

"You can't kill me either?"

Han Jiangxue stared at He Liangxi with cold eyes, her face covered with frost, and she wouldn't give an inch.

He Liangxi was stunned.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Even the gang of gangsters standing on the side of the road who didn't usually show their faces were shocked.

This man is He Liangxi.

He has been in and out of Red Wall at will since he was a child, and he will most likely live in Red Wall in the future.

No matter what the He family's origins or background, whether they don't know or know, they all want to call him daddy.

But this beautiful woman, the daughter of the Han family who seemed to listen to Zhang Ruoyu's words and obey Zhang Ruoyu's words unconditionally, whipped He Liangxi in public.

He seems domineering but also despicable.

She took advantage of He Liangxi being caught off guard and made a sudden move.

She learned this trick from Brother Zhang.

After half a year of marriage and half a year of training with the legendary Beimang God of War, how could she not have this foundation?

How could it be possible without this bit of bloodiness?

She stopped Brother Zhang, who would always come out to protect her and stand up for her like she did in Binhai and the capital before.

The red lips were upturned, and an expression appeared on the beautiful face that made Brother Zhang feel strange and even cold: "Stand back a little, don't steal my limelight."

After saying that, Han Jiangxue took out her mobile phone and called Old Buddha of the Han family in front of Brother Zhang and He Liangxi: "Little old lady, I'm angry, very angry."

She even imitated Brother Zhang and turned on the speaker phone.

"I understand, tell the other party that grandma is older and her movements are not so nimble, but she will definitely be able to enter Beijing tonight."

"Slow down, don't be in a hurry." Han Jiangxue warned and hung up the phone.

He called Old Mo Han again: "Old guy, do you still remember what you told me at the beginning? When I go to Beijing, you will accompany me to the end."

"Xue Bao, dad will be here within an hour, please send me the address."

After Han Jiangxue sent the address, she called Zhao Changying, who was having a high-level meeting in the wall: "Let me ask you a question, have you secretly given birth to another son or daughter? If so, I won't trouble you."

"If not, if you still plan to rely on me for your retirement in the future, and want me to inherit the things you have worked hard to save for most of your life and are reluctant to throw away, come over here. I will be very unhappy tonight."

"Oh." Zhao Changying hesitated and said lightly. "almost there."

Han Jiangxue was beaten by the royal family, Zhao Changying's mother, and her cheap grandmother.

Han Jiangxue's tone was very serious.

Even from an outsider's perspective, it forces them to take sides.

But what was unexpected was that everyone took sides without even thinking about it.

Stand on Xuebao's team.

Xuebao is used to keeping a low profile.

Everyone thought she might really be a husband slave, easy to get along with, no temper, and kind-hearted.

But no one knew, not even Old Demon Han.

On the night she married Brother Zhang, when she couldn't fall asleep after a hard night, the little old lady once told her: If you encounter difficulties in the future and you can't bear it, don't bear it. You have the capital.

After all the phone calls.

Han Jiangxue put away her cell phone with a arrogant look on her face: "If you think the stinky fish and shrimps you brought are up to par, just wait for my people to come."

"If you think it's not enough, go and rock someone else."

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