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

"what is this?"

Long Fei exhaled thick smoke and glanced at the unknown yellow object next to the key.

It's a bit like the invitation letter specially designed for my brother's funeral, with wild cursive handwriting and bright yellow color.

"Peace and happiness." The general held up his hands and crawled out of the stinking ditch. "This is the blessing the substitutes prayed for for General Zhang when they first arrived."

"Oh." Long Fei pinched his nose and distanced himself from the general. "Then why were they all thrown into the ditch?"

"This is feudal superstition." The general explained firmly. "General Zhang has an unparalleled destiny and does not need to rely on such things to protect him."

"It makes sense." Long Fei nodded slightly without saying anything.

But the general held the key and walked towards the tower door.

"What are you going to do?" Long Fei waved his hand lightly.

Several soldiers quickly captured the general.

One of them is Han Dong.

He struck the hardest and almost broke the general's wrist.

"Nothing, I lost something in there." The general explained.

Panic flashed in his eyes.

"Have you lost your dignity and blood as a soldier? Or have you forgotten how you swore an oath under the flag when you joined the army?" Long Fei asked with cold eyes.

Although he was squatting beside the smelly ditch, he was less than 1.7 meters tall.

But at this moment, the majesty that was almost overflowing from his body made the general shudder.

Zhang Xiangbei never showed his face.

But the new Beimang marshal Long Fei often appears in the scene.

The general wanted to pretend that he didn't know him, but he couldn't.

What's more, the school grounds were filled with darkness, and the Beimang army, with their arrogance soaring into the sky, was gathering in groups, with tigers and dragons coiled in the secret base.

It only takes a moment to level this place.

"Stop being busy and chat with me for a while." Long Fei sat cross-legged and patted the open space beside him. "I heard that even I, Long Fei, have a substitute?"

"I've been looking for a few." The general explained with a murmur. "But the comprehensive quality is not qualified enough, and I can't perform the task yet."

"I'm not shady." Long Fei exhaled thick smoke and glanced at the general who was sitting aside solemnly. "Why arrange a substitute for me?"

Before the general could speak, Long Fei asked again: "Do you know me very well? Or is the big man behind you knowing me very well? Can you imitate me just by relying on the information on your resume?"

The general hesitated for a moment, but did not speak harshly.

This young man's rank was much higher than his own, and he held military power. Talking back to him would lead to death.

"Long Shuai, how about I open the door first?" The general was sweating profusely, like an ant on a hot pot.

"I didn't receive the order." Long Fei shook his head lightly. "No one can go in or come out."

"Whose order?" The general was shocked.

"Zhang Xiangbei's order." Long Fei said word by word.

……

Several substitutes carried Beimang knives and approached Zhang Ruoyu.

Their eyes are crazy, and their murderous intent is obvious.

Zhang Ruoyu stood motionless.

He just stared calmly at the group of substitutes who once wanted to perform dangerous tasks for him.

Zhang Ruoyu seemed to be hesitating.

He didn't take action for a long time.

Just now.

Two stand-ins rushed over and stopped in front of Zhang Ruoyu.

With his back to Zhang Ruoyu, he stared directly at Substitute No. [-]: "No. [-], no."

"Go away."

Substitute No. [-] was full of anger.

He wants to kill anyone who wants to destroy his dream of reaching the top.

Zhang Xiangbei must die too!

"Don't forget your identity!"

The two young stand-ins shouted angrily.

He slightly hooked his waist and looked at him eagerly.

"My identity." Substitute No. [-] came over with his sword drawn. "It's Zhang Xiangbei!"

When the two stand-ins saw this, they knew that a life-and-death battle was inevitable.

The two of them also pulled out Beimang swords from their waists.

A look of determination flashed across his young and even immature face.

Turning back slightly, they looked at the man they regarded as their ultimate idol: "General, we finally have a chance to perform a substitute mission for you!"

Another young stand-in was not nervous about the imminent fight to the death.

On the contrary, his voice was slightly tight and he said: "General, have you received the peace blessing I asked someone to send you?"

"Got it." Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today."

The young stand-in's eyes were red and he nodded heavily: "Understood!"

He gripped the blade tightly.

Bow your waist and raise your Qi.

Draw your sword and kill him!

"I said it before."

The stand-in's shoulder was suddenly pressed by a generous hand: "I don't need a stand-in, and I don't like stand-ins."

"This is the value of our existence!" The young substitute's body and mind were as solid as a rock, unmoving.

"If Zhang Xiangbei needs someone else to suffer for him." Zhang Ruoyu opened his thin lips slightly and said every word. “What’s the value of that Zhang Xiangbei’s existence?”

The two young stand-ins were stunned.

Speechless.

Zhang Xiangbei, the legend of Beimang, brought killing and war to the enemy.

But it brings peace, pride and dignity to China.

"You don't need to do anything."

Zhang Ruoyu drew his sword and stood in front of the substitute who wanted to kill him and replace him.

And he blocked two substitutes with unyielding conscience behind him.

"You just need to stand behind Zhang Xiangbei."

Zhang Ruoyu looks like a god, extremely strong and fierce: "Everything belongs to me."

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PS: 4 tomorrow~