May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

Since the Meng family boss Meng Fan died in battle in the southern Xinjiang battlefield, Meng Ping, the demon king of the world, has encountered a nemesis. He didn't care about him, but every time he was beaten by the living king, he dared not speak.

That was the person his brother asked before his death. What can he do?

In the compound, the real leader is Meng Fan. People of the same generation called Brother Meng, so there is the name Meng Ping Xiao Meng.

Unfortunately, it was too early to die. Otherwise, the Meng family can at least go further.

"A woman." Meng Ping loves and hates Shengning. She is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen and the most courageous person.

The injuries on his body were calculated by Xu Qigang within a few millimetres, and Sheng Ning was doubled by the injuries directly on the palm.

Meng Ping gritted his teeth and grinned, he didn't believe that he could not deal with her.

"Brother Xiaomeng, let's not stand here stupidly, and hurry up and have a drink."

"You have to go by yourself, I don't have time." Meng Ping grabbed Little Fatty's bike directly.

Phoenix brand, bicycle with big bars. Except for the military government's special car, this is the most fashionable among ordinary people. Of course, although a group of them are not doing their jobs properly, they come out of the compound anyway. Their vision and tolerance are not comparable to ordinary people.

Meng Ping kicked his legs easily.

"Oh...are you going there?" The little fat man grabbed him, "Brother, don't! I borrowed this from a colleague in the factory."

"I said Fatty, why are you so stingy? Little Meng wants to use your car, and you still push around." A group of people laughed and joked.

The little fat man grimaced, "The third one this month, and our factory people have already avoided me when they see me."

"Cut! Who in your factory sees you hiding!"

Meng Ping was dragged by the little fat man and couldn't go, and said impatiently, "Okay! It's just a broken car, and Brother Minger will give you a red flag."

"Really?" The big eyes of the little fat man mung bean were shining. Don't look at Meng Ping's idleness, but his skills in life are no worse than his brother, the old man in the family said. Meng Ping is not a thing in the pool, one day it will soar into the sky.

"Rolling calf, you want to change a red flag for a broken bicycle, are you stupid or I am stupid!" Meng Ping snorted with a smile, and pushed the little fat man away to ride away. A convertible jeep stopped in front of him, and Su Hai smiled at his cheap nephew.

"Let's go!"

"Uncle Su!"

"Uncle Su, why are you free to come over?"

"Pick up my nephew." Su Hai replied loudly.

The corners of Meng Ping's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to pay attention to this cheap uncle. But he was afraid that the old man would pass out of anger, so he obediently returned the bicycle to the little fat man.

On the way back, Meng Ping looked ugly, turned his head and looked out the car window and ignored Su Hai. On the contrary, Su Hai kept smiling.

"Commander Meng asked me to pick you up by the way. I won't go in when I take you to the compound."

"I won't go in either."

As soon as Su Yun listened to it, there was only one **** left in the Meng family, no wonder the hair of a group of people became white.

"How long have you not been home?" Su Hai raised an eyebrow, a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Follow the uncle, are you okay? You might as well take care of your sister when you have that time." Meng Ping is the cheapest, not only does not give face, but also specializes in recruiting people to help others.

When Su Yun was sent back to the city, Su Yun directly married Meng Xingzhi, who had his dead wife. They are all world friends, and the two agree with both hands. Among the harmonious voices, only Su Hai opposed the most fierce.