Chapter 40 Long Memory

When Zhang Xuewu walked into the crowd, the air was suddenly filled with a smell of scratching. The onlookers couldn't help retreating. It turned out that Wang Bancheng peed his pants! Zhou Ying and Shen Yupeng are also looking at the soldier who can make Wang Bancheng, who is still screamed by more than a dozen guns, and trembles with just a glance?

Li Han's eyes lit up and said, "Brother Zhang! You made me look for it so hard!"

Zhang Xuewu stroked Li Han's head like a big brother and smiled. Should you go in and out on such an occasion as a silly girl? Remember not to come again next time, or you will learn to be bad and become those bad women!

Li Han smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, I know!"

As the saying goes, the person who doesn't want to listen has a heart. Zhang Xuewu's mouth is unobstructed, but Zhou Ying's eyebrows are locked. This seems to have some meaning of scolding locusts?

Zhang Xuewu looked coldly at Wang Bancheng, who was already farting, and said, "Say it! What do you want to do?

Wang Bancheng looked at Zhang Xuewu in horror and cried, "Master Zhang! I'm just kidding! You don't care about villains, so you treat me as a fart, don't you? Please! Thank you! My legs are not so sharp!"

When the two classmates next to Wang Bancheng saw that Wang Bancheng was scared to this surname, they knew that it was Zhang Xuewu, the bully of Beiping, so they said boldly, "This is Nanjing. You can't commit murder on the street!"

Zhang Xuewu smiled and picked up a knife and fork from the table beside him and knocked in front of Wang Bancheng: "Don't you forget what I said? I said I was letting me meet you. What's wrong with you? You help me recall my memories!"

Wang Bancheng was horrified and said, "Master Zhang, you said you were giving me a few shots when you met me!"

Zhang Xuewu nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's okay! But I'm not allowed to move the gun here. Do you think I'll do it myself, or do you poke it yourself? Let's all say it. You see, you can't let me keep my word, can you?"

The people beside him looked at Zhang Xuewu and Wang Bancheng in great shock, as if watching the big gray wolf and the little white rabbit chatting and talking. Several moral [***] consultants behind Zhang Xuewu also looked extremely shocked. How could they imagine that the slodish Zhang Xuewu had such a ferocious side?

Wang Bancheng took over Zhang Xuewu's knife and fork and began to hesitate. He couldn't be cruel several times. Zhang Xuewu was a little impatient and said, "If I help you, I don't know how many times!"

Wang Bancheng, who was stimulated, raised his knife and fork to point at his injured leg a few times. In a scream, the blood suddenly soaked his trousers. Zhang Xuewu nodded with satisfaction. Wang Bancheng was about to leave with the help of others. Zhang Xuewu suddenly turned around and said, "Write me a few times I was wrong!" Let me see if your calligraphy has improved.

Wang Bancheng didn't dare to delay. Last time, he almost lost too much blood, so he immediately wrote twice with his own blood. I was wrong! In everyone's surprise, Zhang Xuewu pulled Li Han to send him home.

At this moment, a crisp and sweet voice suddenly said, "This colonel, please stay!"

Zhang Xuewu looked at the woman who stopped him with a little surprise. This woman had been in love with her previous life for many years, and finally chose to marry Wanqing, a stewardess in the United States, like twin sisters? Are all gods like the same person? For a moment, Zhang Xuewu was in a trance, and he suddenly became Sun Dingbang?

It was another sunny afternoon. Wanqing invited him to the door of the organ compound, stood next to a white Porsche sports car, and looked very lonely and said to him, "I really love you, and I know that you love me, but your profession can't give me everything I need. One of my leather bags is that you can't afford for half a year's salary. We used to be young. I like the noble profession of soldiers, but it's a pity that you are a middle-aged person, and your blood has nowhere to be sprinkled, right? You can only talk on paper. In the car over there is Major Mike of the U.S. Central Special Forces Combat Group. He has carried out missions in Iraq, Afghanistan, Yemen and Somalia. His parents are members of the Otvi family and own hundreds of millions of dollars of real estate. Mike promised me to retire and enjoy life!"

In the end, he only remembered that Mike could inherit hundreds of millions of dollars of his parents' property, and his parents were working class and could not even afford a married house. What hurt Sun Dingbang most was that Wanqing had decided to leave! Why do you have to find so many high-sounding excuses and reasons? [***] People's blood and heat, what does it have to do with you, a woman who hates the poor and loves the rich? Do you want to set up an archway again when you are a bitch?

So he finally broke out! At the same time, I also tasted the fists of the U.S. special forces. It really lives up to its reputation. Damn it!

Zhang Xuewu, who fell into the memory of the past, was stunned for a moment. Zhou Ying had long been used to this expression of a man!

So Zhou Ying walked to Zhang Xuewu with a smile and said, "I'm Zhou Ying, the manager of Bailemen Ballroom. Where are you? I'm afraid such a young colonel must have a prominent position in the military and political department, right? And there are all the people of the advisory group. Don't tell me that you are an ordinary person.

Zhang Xuewu frowned slightly. He didn't like others to talk about his origin, but he did take advantage of his origin. If he was not Zhang Xueliang's cousin, if he hadn't been his amazing feat in the Shenyang Incident, if he hadn't been promoted by Zhang Xueliang to the commander of the new first brigade, he would I'm afraid it's still too early to be a company commander.

Although Zhang Xuewu was unhappy, he still smiled and said, "It turned out to be the famous Miss Zhou. I am just a student of this year of the Army University. It's very ordinary. What do you think?"

Zhou Ying smiled at Li Han and said, "This little girl's problem! I can't listen to the words of that person just now, but it seems that I can't listen to your words. Moreover, you are a soldier, and it seems that you should also pay attention to appearance and cultivation. Some people are sanctimonious and sanctimonious. I have seen too many people who are not as good as beasts, so can I send someone to send the little girl home for you? I believe that no one will object to it, right?

Zhang Xuewu stared at Zhou Ying in a daze. Mary beside her smiled and smiled at Maitlin beside her, "It seems that our Mr. Zhang is not believed by Miss Zhou!"

Maitlin also looked at Zhang Xuewu with a playful expression. Zhang Xuewu, who was a little annoyed but helpless, had to nod in accordance with the public opinion. He pulled out his notebook and wrote down his address and handed it to Li Han, "Come here to find me. Give the note to the doorman, and I will come out to see you."

Then Zhang Xuewu deliberately said loudly, "You must listen to this aunt for a while, and don't run around and go home directly!"

Auntie? Zhou Ying suddenly felt the blue veins on her forehead jumping, but so many people were secretly laughing. It was not easy for her to be angry and questioning directly. She seemed to be very self-restrained, so she smiled faintly!

After Zhang Xuewu separated from the German advisers, Mary seemed to be a little reluctant, but Zhang Xuewu always remained wary of this seemingly enthusiastic foreign girl, because Zhang Xuewu knew very well what a military adviser was? Just like the military counselor of the embassy, he turned around and was a spy!

Looking at Zhang Xuewu's departure, a man in black walked by quickly. After a few words in a low voice, Zhou Ying frowned slightly and hesitated and stepped into the car and said, "Xiao Wang, follow slowly!"

(Ask for tickets, please collect! Xiaoqi is in urgent need of everyone's support! It is impossible to have a recommendation all the time. It is inevitable to run naked in the future. The score of the book is the basis for the recommendation. If the score is good, the little rider also has motivation, right? It's easy to update!)