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

As soon as the Zhang family and his son came out of the backyard, Shang Zhongtang and his daughter came up to him: "Brother Zhang, how are you?"

Brother Dazhi frowned and said coldly: "You are insulting me by asking!"

Shang Zhongtang was indifferent, just staring at the only Brother Zhang in his heart.

Being online is being online, and Brother Zhang is Brother Zhang, which are two different things.

"If you have any ideas, talk to Brother Zhang." Brother Zhang pursed his lips and glanced at Brother Dazhi.

"Brother Zhang!"

Shang Zhongtang stepped forward and held Brother Dazhi's hands firmly: "Is my matter done?"

Brother Dazhi frowned and said, "Look, are you in a hurry?"

Yingfeng lit a cigarette, and Brother Dazhi said calmly: "You write the report, and I will approve the note. Beimang Courtyard welcomes the family home at any time."

Beimangyuan?

Shang Zhongtang's heart suddenly burned, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Our Beimang Courtyard, which hospital does it count?"

"Beyond the three realms, you are not in the five elements." Brother Dazhi exhaled thick smoke and said with sharp eyes. "My son has the appearance of a great emperor, why does it matter if he starts a sect?"

Shang Zhongtang was shocked and burst into tears: "I have been living alone in the wall for so many years, and finally I have a home..."

"Okay, all the hard work has come to an end." Brother Dazhi waved his hand lightly, looking down on the world and having everything under control. "Go back and pack up and get ready to move."

"Yes! Brother Zhang!" Shang Zhongtang stamped his feet and saluted.

Watching the Zhang family and his son leave, Shang Zhongtang suddenly glanced at his daughter: "Ji'er, I just noticed that General Zhang seemed to have glanced at you secretly."

"Just found out?" Shang Hongji smoothed the black hair on his forehead and said with slightly opened red lips. "I can only say that love is hard to express in my heart."

"Alas..." Shang Zhongtang sighed heavily. "It would be fine if we left it alone in ancient times. Dad could live with the addiction of the country's father..."

"Dad, get me into Beimang Courtyard." Shang Hongji began to draw a pie. "I will let you be the father-in-law of the country from now on."

"Then how can I be worthy of your dead lady mother..." Shang Zhongtang said with a struggling expression. "Ji'er, are you sure?"

Shang Hongji issued a military order on the spot: "If you don't succeed, you will enter the pig cage!"

in the car.

Brother Dazhi watched everything on the wall.

His eyes were filled with obscurity.

He walked all his life, from the orphanage to Beimang, and from Beimang to prison.

After being confused for ten years and confused for twenty years, walking from the outside into the wall, he fell more than Zhao Changying and Shang Zhongtang.

"I wish I had known you earlier." Brother Dazhi lit up a cigarette with a sad look in his eyes. "Why do you need to go through so many wrongdoings?"

Zhang Ruoyu took the Hua Zi from Brother Dazhi and said calmly: "It couldn't have been a few years earlier. I almost didn't care in the first few years."

"Humility." Brother Dazhi glared at Brother Zhang. "I don't know you yet?"

Brother Zhang grinned and silently lit his cigarette.

The special car just turned around and headed towards the gate.

Suddenly he was stopped by a black car.

Brother Dazhi frowned and sneered: "Looking for death? Dare you stop Beimangyuan's car?"

After that, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Brother Zhang was sitting in the car, smoking quietly.

His eyes fell on the figure stepping out of the black car.

He is similar in age to Brother Dazhi, but he has a sinister look and does not have the lively temperament of a sunny boy like Brother Dazhi.

As soon as Brother Dazhi approached, his eyes suddenly darkened.

He recognized the man walking out of the car, his dark eyes flashing coldly.

"Long time no see, General." The man bowed slightly to Brother Dazhi. "I thought I would never see you again in this life."

"I have been thinking about you for half my life." Brother Dazhi's bones crackled all over his body, and his back teeth were almost broken.

"General Lao, thank you for your trouble." The man nodded. "I'm living a good life. I'm at a higher level and have more power than when I followed you. My only regret is that I can no longer show my authority in front of those old friends."

Brother Dazhi's blood was boiling and his whole body was chilling.

Twenty years.

It was the man in front of him who passed on the military orders personally issued by the Third Courtyard to him.

It was that battle that shattered Brother Dazhi's Taoist heart, making him unable to face the past and sinking into a sea of ​​blood and hatred from which he could not extricate himself.

"Who gave you the military order back then?" Brother Dazhi asked seemingly casually.

"Is it important?" He Jinchou asked.

"I need to know who killed my brothers." Brother Dazhi said in a deep voice.

"It's meaningless." A look of indifference flashed through He Jinchou's plain eyes. "Your level is far from enough."

Before Brother Dazhi could speak, He Jinchou wrote lightly: "The general has been in prison for twenty years, and he still hasn't seen the situation clearly? If they could hold you up back then, they could kick you out."

"What you have to do is give, not take."

"Didn't you do this all those years?"

Hearing this, Brother Dazhi took a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, he asked: "You came to see me today to tell me this?"

"I want to tell the general." He Jinchou said word by word. "Don't waste your energy."

"Even if you dig up all the ashes buried in the outer battlefields, it won't make any sense."

"Your style is outdated."

Hearing this, Brother Dazhi's eyes darkened and he said calmly: "Then I'll find someone new to talk to you."

After saying that, he turned around and waved his hand.