Chapter 482

Zhang Mingdi raised his eyes and looked at his brother with disdain. His eyes were full of disgust. He was angry and said, "you think everyone is as idle as you. My men are very busy with a brigade soldier all day."

A brigade soldier, what's that concept!

"Wow, then you're the brigade commander!" Zhang Bing's eyes lit up in an instant and looked at his brother opposite in worship. "Brother, you must have a lot of privileges?"

Zhang Mingdi was so angry that he said, "what do you want?" his eyebrows frowned.

"Hey, hey!" Zhang Bing smiled and opened his mouth. "Brother, is our freshman military training coming from your army for training? Can you give my brother a back door and let me not want military training?"

He blinked his big sincere eyes and stared brightly at his brother.

After hearing this, Zhang Mingdi's mouth twitched. He thought the boy was looking for him. Unexpectedly, he wanted him to open the back door for him. Hum, next life!

He is a soldier whose bounden duty is to obey orders and serve the people.

The state has handed over to them the key points of military training for freshmen. He will live up to his mission, complete the tasks assigned by his superiors in a serious and dignified manner, and will not release water to anyone.

"Our army is in charge, but, Zhang Bing, don't even think about the back door. There's no way."

He looked at his brother with disgust. Because of the high altitude, strong ultraviolet rays and perennial wind and sun in Tibet, the faces of local people in Tibet are generally yellow and black.

In this cafe, the faces of the few customers sitting in front of him are all traces of wind, rain and dew. However, his brother, a big man, has a white face and good skin. From a distance, he feels like a fake mother.

If he was not his brother, he might not care, but what Zhang Bing said was half the same blood as his body. He was the commander of the northwest military region. He had such a weak brother and had no light on his face.

This guy doesn't have a bit of manliness. He also ran over to ask him to open the back door for him without military training. If he thinks well, he won't promise. He will also let people take advantage of this university military training to train him even more.

"Brother, you are my brother. Can't you promise such a small thing!" Zhang Bing pouted discontentedly.

"Shut up." Zhang Mingdi scolded him. The big man pouted. He couldn't help punching him.

Zhang Bing clenched his teeth and glared at his brother angrily. "Stingy man!" angrily rushed to the tunnel.

He inquired that the university military training can make people peel off the skin. He just didn't want to eat the pain, so he had the cheek to ask his brother. He thought that Zhang Mingdi would agree to his request for the sake of being born from the same root and frying each other.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Zhang Bing hates his teeth itching. His brother is definitely a person who can talk about death in two words. Things have collapsed. What should he do now?

"Where do you live these days?" Zhang Mingdi said.

It is nearly a month before Zhang Bing starts school.

"In a hotel on Boao road." Alas, when it comes to that hotel, Zhang Bing is really tossed about by it. Before coming, he learned from all aspects that Tibet is very remote and backward, but he didn't expect that it would lag behind to this extent. The state has been engaged in the construction of the western region for many years. What are the results?

Even if it's backward, public security can't be compared with the eastern cities. Why did he contact his brother after several days? It's not because his mobile phone was picked by pickpockets!

The pickpocket was very fast. He just turned around to carry a bag. When he looked back and touched his pocket, shit, his cell phone and wallet were gone.

Fortunately, he kept a hand in advance. The eggs can't be put in the same basket, so he specially put a bank card in the suitcase for emergencies. Before he came, he never thought it would come in handy so soon. How long has it been? He just got off the plane in Tibet.

Zhang Bing has a bad memory. He never remembers his family's mobile phone number. He lost his mobile phone and couldn't even contact his family.

Cough, this time he sneaked out. Even if he remembered the number, he didn't dare to contact his parents. Anyway, he thought of various ways and finally contacted his friends. Then he asked for his brother's number, and finally contacted his brother.

Zhang Mingdi did not know this.

Zhang Bing didn't intend to tell him, but when he asked, the defense line in his heart collapsed and began to pour bitter water on his brother, thinking about playing sympathy cards. He hoped that his brother would be soft hearted and agree to his request for his miserable sake.

Of course, his little abacus didn't come true. Who is Zhang Mingdi, a cold-blooded officer with a heart of stone in the army? He is nicknamed "devil brigade commander". When he is in a bad mood, his favorite thing is to take the soldiers in the barracks to the field for training and death training!

And 365 days a year, the number of days he was in a bad mood accounted for 360 days!

Poof poof, three minutes of silence for the poor soldiers under brigade commander Zhang.

What's more sad is that Zhang Bing didn't mention it. Since he mentioned it, Zhang Mingdi decided to take advantage of this military training to train the boy. Anyway, looking at his tender skin and fine meat, without a manly face, he was uncomfortable all over.

If Zhang Bing knew that he was playing smart, it would be counterproductive. It is estimated that he can cry for three days.

Although emperor Zhang Ming showed his indifference, he sent two experts from the investigation class to secretly protect Zhang Bing's safety.

It's nearly a month before the university starts. This silly brother is also the second young master of Zhang's group. If he wanders outside, he is kidnapped by criminals and blackmail Zhang, he will be in big trouble.

Zhang Bing is in other places. He doesn't care for the time being, but on his territory, he still has to watch him. Otherwise, in case of any good or bad, he doesn't seem to be told by his father.

Zhang Mingdi secretly arranged these things. Zhang Bing didn't know it. He only knew that he had worked hard to come to Tibet to join his eldest brother, but the eldest brother ignored him. He was cold-blooded and cold-blooded. He was very disappointed and sad. He didn't even agree to his little request for military training. Hum, there was no humanity.

This misunderstanding is a little big.

In fact, Zhang Mingdi is just seemingly ruthless, and secretly takes care of and cares for Zhang Bing.

For example, one night, Zhang Bing found a big stall for barbecue. Tibet is no more developed than the eastern cities. Even in the city center, there are not many people active at night. Although the barbecue shop Zhang Bing found can not be compared with the eastern part, it is still relatively famous locally.

It has been said that the roasted whole sheep in Tibet is delicious. Now he has finally come to the local. Zhang Bing plans to taste the authentic roasted whole sheep tonight.

At the ordering table, a group of people came, wearing vests, with tattoos of left Green Dragon and right white tiger on their exposed arms. At first glance, they were social youth mixed with society.

The head children and friends also wanted to order roast whole sheep, but the clerk told them: "Sir, I'm sorry, there is only the last roast whole sheep left tonight, which has been reserved by that gentleman."

"Who?"

"That's the gentleman, wearing a yellow T-shirt and a white hat."

"Husband, people want to eat roast whole sheep. They want to eat." a big girl in exposed clothes took the tall man's arm and shook it constantly.

"Wait, honey. I'll get it for you right now." the gangster head moved his wrist and walked in the direction of the clerk's finger.

After ordering, Zhang Bing is trying to find a place to sit down.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder.

Who? He looked back.

A big man with beard, wearing a black vest, showing his strong arms and head, with exaggerated tattoos, he didn't know, but he didn't feel good at first sight.

"Hey, brother, you eat alone?" said the gangster.

Zhang Bing frowned and looked at him warily. "It's none of your business for me to eat."

Where did this man come from? He didn't bother to pay attention to him. If this man was interesting, he would have a cool rest as soon as possible.

"Oh, it's quite horizontal!" it's usually a gangster leader. Where does anyone dare to be so arrogant in front of him? He's angry immediately.