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Chapter eight hundred and fortieth unpredictable(3/3)

Song Qing glanced at Zhou Baoyu indifferently, and quickly followed Mr. Liu.
"Pretending that Hu Tu is fine will only result in a few complaints.
If you try to be smart, you will get into big trouble."
Zhou Baoyu looked at Song Qing's back with complicated eyes, smiled sadly a few times, and quickly followed him.
There are some things that not only Song Qing knows in his heart.
Why don't I know it myself?
"Third brother."
"Handsome."
Liu Mingzhidan smiled and glanced at Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu, who were following him on the left and right, and shook the jade fan in their hands lightly.
"What, have you decided how to deal with this young master?"
"Well, third brother, what you said is because I'm sorry for you."
"Commander, the last general is also Hutu."
Liu Mingzhi paused, turned and looked at Zhou Baoyu and Zhou Baoyu with a frown.
"Song Qing, Zhou Baoyu, you two are so fucking pretentious for me.
When I speak to you politely, this young master is doing it to give you face.
Damn it, do you two believe it?
If we are in the military camp now, with your current attitude of pretending to be ignorant, I, the young master, will be able to engage you two in military law immediately."
Song and Qing looked bitter and nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"Believe it, believe it. As a brother, of course I believe it."
"Commander, even if the general has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, he still dare not disbelieve your words!"
"Really believe it."
"Of course."
"Must believe."
"Then you two, give me an accurate answer today.
If I, young master, ask you to send troops to invade Russia, what chances do you two have of winning?"
Chapter completed!
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