"Anyway, your school is not far from our company, why don't you put it in my company to maintain it?"

"Can you do it?"

"It's okay, let the Yangtze alligator take care of you then. Just go to my company to play."

"Thank you, Brother Hai!"

With a solution, Xiao Chong picked up his phone without any hesitation and started contacting people to purchase.

The big furry rabbit is simply the ideal of a tough guy!

Time is like the heaven in memory that gives great responsibility to this person, and it always changes words inadvertently.

When it got darker, Zhang Bei and a group of people were already sitting in the restaurant.

Colin, who suffered great grievances today, found a place to wait for the meal early in the morning.

He didn't eat much in the morning, but he could only eat a bite of instant noodles that was fined 3,000 yuan at noon.

The most annoying thing is that he paid so many fines for instant noodles and didn’t even have a sausage in it.

The old chef rubbed his sore waist and took out the lamb legs that had been baked with fruit wood all day from the stove.

After sprinkling seasoning, he pushed the cart out.

In addition to the legs of lamb, today's dinner was also extremely rich.

There are cooperations in the zoo and several breeding farms, and there is never a shortage of meat.

Even for some zoo keepers, they almost vomit when they eat beef.

The biggest enjoyment every day is to grab the fruits of herbivores.

The lamb legs are roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, and they are full of juice when you take a bite.

The tomato brisket was stewed for a long time and was extremely soft and rotten.

Drinking the rice on one bite is all about satisfaction.

After enjoying a dinner for more than an hour, Zhang Bei assigned a dormitory to a group of people and transferred today's surveillance to his computer to start editing.

Although there was no video recording today, there were surveillance everywhere in the zoo.

It can even be regarded as full-range and free-to-no corner coverage.

Full HD cameras and sound acquisition equipment are no longer much worse than live recording.

After editing all the exciting shots of today, Zhang Bei began to send messages to the group of people one by one.

Some people don’t mind their faces appearing in the video, but some people don’t like to be disturbed by others in their lives.

When sending the video, be sure to confirm whether I agree.

Zhang Bei may not be a human being at some point, but he will never make mistakes on such principled issues.

This is also the reason why the superiors are assured that he can control the ten outer doors.

It is better for a principled person to deal with these chores on the surface than to replace someone who doesn't know how to command randomly.

What's more, Zhang Bei had already helped a lot before he took over the leader.

As long as he doesn't want to engage in monopoly or hit the low-end market, he will never be under pressure from the top in his life.

After a group of people replied to the news, Zhang Bei mosaiced several people who could not leave the country, and the video was divided into three and uploaded directly to the backstage.

In just a few seconds, more than ten comments came out instantly.

Kicking the cripple's good leg: [The throne, is this Yangtze alligator in the wheelchair?]

Wild Lazy Sheep: [Summer, who is this? Why is this so perverted and still plays balls?]

Arrogant double diamonds, my wife: [Front row, prompt for surprises in three minutes and seventeen seconds!]

Looking at the crazy increase in playback numbers, Zhang Bei nodded with satisfaction, then threw down his cell phone and lay on the bed.

At the same time, the coffin-carrying man's resident was also holding a conference at this time.

"We need to help us."

"Dad, it's hard for us to go there?"

"Let San go, it just so happened that the successor of Wu'an also came. Didn't he always want to go back to China to challenge?"

"Okay, then I'll notify Sanyi, and I'll go to receive the person who is waiting for Zhang's head to come."

"You're not enough, I have to go in person."

"You're in good health..."

"Don't worry, it's just reception."

...

Although all the coffin-carrying people have left the country now, they have not forgotten their roots.

This time, many people from Jiuliu and Jiumen came, and they couldn't find any faults.

Especially the descendants of Wu'an, the martial arts passed down by their family practiced murderous aura.

This thing is invisible and intangible, and can only rely on fighting on the battlefield.

The successor of this generation of Wu'an once left Zhang Bei's relationship and went to Colin's security company.

I don’t know how many people I killed, but when I left, the entire mercenary world breathed a sigh of relief.

The successor of the magic sect led the magician to steal the magician's job.

Relying on six people to suppress the entire magic world, he couldn't breathe.

When I was causing trouble, I came directly at the gate of the headquarters of the Magicians Association.

Let's just say that, if there weren't too few magicians, the magician would probably be able to starve to death now.

These people must carry the coffin and receive it personally by the contemporary head of the family.

If you let the younger generation go, if you cause anything, even if you have the protection of the superior, you may not be able to pass it safely.

Zhang Bei had just lie down, and the phone rang immediately.

After rubbing his temples, Zhang Bei looked at his phone fiercely.

After taking a deep breath, I clicked to answer.

"The 33rd generation successor of the knife-maker saw Zhang Batou."

The formal title made Zhang Bei wake up.

After taking a look at the caller ID again, he spoke slowly.

"The 12th generation of Runshanren saw the man who bought a knife."

"Zhang Bartou, the knife-maker is willing to exchange five comments for your abandonment of the Southeast."

Hearing this, Zhang Bei frowned.

"You have something to do with Changsangjun?"

"It doesn't matter, but the things inside really can't appear."

Zhang Bei narrowed his eyes and his fingers undoubtedly hit the tabletop.

Things became interesting in an instant.

Although he knew from the beginning that this operation would not go smoothly, Zhang Bei never expected that the first person who jumped out of Changsangjun's tomb was the hidden sword-credit man.

"What makes you feel that I'm so easy to talk to?"

Zhang Bei's voice was already cold, although he didn't know much about the inheritance of the Knife Credit Man.

But through so many records of Nine-League, some can be inferred more or less.

To be honest, although Zhang Bei was unwilling to provoke this group of people, he was not very afraid.

The voice on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time.

"I wonder if Feng Shuimen's property can be given up by 50%?"

"I'm joking, I'm not short of money."

Although it was just a telephone conversation, the atmosphere became solemn in an instant.

A long time later, Zhang Bei vaguely heard a angrily scolding from the phone.

"His grandma, I just said this kind of thing doesn't work at all, you still have to do it!"

It was quiet for two minutes before the sound on the other side of the phone rang again.

"Since Zhang Batou is unwilling to give up, please take us in."

Zhang Bei:???

“Cause, condition?”

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

Grass!
Chapter completed!