Is it a shame to cry all the time? Never.

He pressed his strong hands on his face, but the tears continued to fall. Why has it become like this in this life?

He suddenly understood Zhang Yaozu's determination. He knew his son better than his father. He did this back then, and Zhang Yaozu did the same.

The only difference is that at that time, the mountains and rivers were sunset, and China was overturned. But now, Zhang Yaozu can only find the meaning of living, or living strong, by leaving this huge country.

Silent tears wet his pants.

He grabbed the hat on his head and held it hard in his hands. It seemed as if he was going to break his fingers by force, and his body was shaking violently.

It was getting quieter and quieter around the car, and no one came to disturb him.

The third young master bent over, lowered his head, and kept covering his face with his hands to prevent the tears from falling, but he could not stop them.

He didn't cry when he left Yangzhou.

The brothers died under Japanese gunfire, but he still didn't cry.

The American bomb hit him with seven shrapnel, and when the surrounding area was a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and the ground was red, black and red, he still did not cry.

But why can’t I stop my tears just when I get here?

Zhang Bingsheng limped and wanted to come over: "Third brother, why doesn't he get out of the car? I'll call him."

"Scream, scream, scream. Call your mother a bitch! Stay there!" Zhang Juncai yelled and glared at him.

Zhang Juncai's eyes were red, as if he were about to spit out fire. He grabbed Zhang Bingsheng and said to Zhang Ben: "Xiao Ben, go and call your grandpa out. It's time to salute."

Zhang Bi nodded and walked towards the BMW store. As soon as he reached the car, he heard a click. The car door opened, Zhang Bi stopped and stretched out one foot. Then Zhang Sanxian walked out and

With a calm face, he looked at Zhang Bi and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Zhang Bi looked at Zhang Sanxian and asked.

"What can I do? Let me go."

He glared at Zhang Bi and walked quickly ahead. A group of people were waiting for him. Zhang Sanxian shook himself, patted the dust on his body, and then asked the people around him: "Is there anything dirty on me?"

"No. It's quite refreshing, like Kuomintang Lieutenant General Zhang Juncai said with a smile.

"Fuck you motherfucker, your whole family belongs to the Kuomintang!" Zhang Sanxian cursed with his eyes widened.

Zhang Juncai laughed: "Why, so that you can take the prisoners and get the credit! If my whole family is a member of the Kuomintang, they will also surrender. The credit will be huge."

As he said that, he gave a thumbs up, Yi Changhuai Xiao seemed quite humorous.

A group of people all laughed.

Zhang Laosan took a deep breath, walked ahead, and said: "Let's go, sooner or later there will be a knife, so go and have a look!"

He walked in front, walking vigorously, and he was a tall man, about 1.8 meters tall. On his left were Zhang Xiaoqi, Zhang Mingtang, and Zhang Ben, and behind him were Zhang Juncai, Zhang Yisheng, and Zhang Bingsheng."

At the end are the descendants of women, a huge crowd of lesbians.

The old lady in front looked at this place, and after looking carefully for a while, she exclaimed: "Ah! It's really the third young master! Go and call the officials quickly, the third young master is really back!"

"The third young master has come back to visit us! The third young master has come back to visit us."

"Come back, come back!"

"Old lady, old lady!"

"No matter how noisy, no matter how decent it is."

Sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the main hall is an old man with long eyebrows and long beard. He wears a fur hat on his head, a tiger-head nine-section staff in his hand, and a red ball in the tiger's mouth. His eyes are calm, his temperament is high, and he has a kind of

The feeling of atmosphere is there.

Those who came to report the news were all speechless, and then a junior said in a low voice: "My grandson repays the old lady. The third grandpa came back to visit the bride."

Crunch!

The Tiger Head Nine Techniques made a sound when he pinched it.

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