Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

He has an ordinary appearance, only about six feet in length, not as good as Fang Mo, but his arms are knotted with muscles, and his body is big and round.

He shook his head, and was about to refuse when he saw Guan Zhang walking in, especially when Zhang Fei shivered twice, and said: "I am willing to encourage Ming Gong, and I only hope Ming Gong will do one thing for me!"

"It's okay, sir!"

Thinking of the prospect that Fang Mo painted for him, he was very excited, and now he is naturally willing to agree to anything.

He didn't see it. When Zhang Fei saw the man, he also trembled and stepped back quietly.

"This person is a disaster. Ordinary people will easily scold and whip him. His power is extremely powerful. Duke Ming may not be his opponent."

He glanced at Zhang Fei and said this.

"It's okay!"

Liu Bei waved his hand, and said in a very grand manner: "I have two brothers, their strength is majestic, and ordinary people will be afraid when they see them."

He pointed to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

The man laughed, out of breath.

Under Liu Bei's puzzled gaze, he stopped laughing, pointed at Zhang Fei with a serious face and said, "This man often gets into fights with me while drunk. So what if I entrust my life to you?"

Liu Bei was shocked, Guan Yu was stunned, Zhang Fei was dumbfounded, but Fang Mo laughed...

In fact, he didn't know there was such a section at all. If he knew, he would have asked Liu Bei to come and visit.

What will this matter lead to?

If it is done well, it will certainly be able to correct Zhang Fei's problems.

To save him from always being frightened in the future, so instead of being dull, he smiled.

This smile passed quickly, but Liu Bei reacted very quickly, he was only slightly startled for a moment, and then saw his smile.

He thought carefully about Zhang Fei's performance in recent days, didn't he?Whenever there is something wrong with the soldiers, they will be beaten for a while. Many beatings and scolding are actually unprovoked.

Fang Mo mentioned to him once that this kind of character is not to be tolerated, but only he can control it, not even Guan Yu.

He remembered, but it was impossible for him to scold Zhang Fei.

At most, he just educated him after drinking too much, but Zhang Fei always admitted his mistakes every time, and continued to act like this afterwards.

Think about such a person, if he gets a high position in the future, and even leads an army alone...

Don't talk about others, Liu Bei himself is worried.

Looking at the gaze of the craftsman and Fang Mo's deep eyes, Liu Bei gritted his teeth, pointed at Zhang Fei and said, "Come here!"

"Big, big brother..."

Zhang Fei stammered and walked over, took a hard look at the man, but said nothing, but the threat in his eyes already made people feel the cold wind.

But that person was very calm.

If you are beaten once, you may be afraid, and if you are beaten twice or three times, you will also be afraid, but if you keep being beaten...

That would be Kou Qiu, and he would no longer be afraid of him in the slightest.

As for why he trembled when he saw Zhang Fei?

That's because of habit!

"Yide, I don't care what you do on weekdays, but this person is a craftsman, not your subordinate, why do you scold him for no reason?"

"I, I, I can't control myself when I'm drunk."

Zhang Fei said in a low voice.

It was only Liu Bei who had the ability to do it. It would be absolutely impossible to replace him with another person. Not only would it not work, but it would also stimulate Zhang Fei's ferocity even more. If he didn't kill someone today, he would be sorry for the title of Mr. Zhang.

"Can't you control yourself when you're drunk?"

"If I let you control a soldier alone in the future, may you let me rest assured?"

"Yide, I didn't blame you, but you were too reckless. Today, since... you might as well apologize, I think this craftsman won't continue to care about it."

After speaking, he looked at the craftsman.

He didn't realize that after hearing Liu Bei's words, the craftsman was very happy at first, but then he was disappointed, a huge disappointment.

"Also... good!"

The craftsman gritted his teeth, and was about to take everything down, and when he left directly, one stood up.

Fang Mo walked up to Liu Bei, with a serious face, he said: "Brother, if you can't teach third brother a lesson today, this matter will definitely happen again in the future. If there is a soldier who is unwilling to accept it, he will beheaded while he is drunk. How?"

"You are not helping him, but harming him. Big brother, please take this whip and punish him with force. If third brother refuses to accept it, you can kill me as much as you want!"

With that said, he turned his face to Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei shook his head again and again, waved his hands and said: "Fourth brother was joking, joking, why would someone attack you, they are all my brothers..."

In fact, just now when Zhang Fei heard the facts narrated by Fang Mo, he felt a burst of fear in his heart. In fact, he was already afraid, because he was not stupid and knew that such a thing would definitely happen.

Thinking about the craftsman's deep-rooted hatred for himself, he tore off his clothes directly: "Brother, please beat me!"

"You, Yide... you, you... oh!"

Gritting his teeth, Liu Bei held the whip in his hand, gently let Fang Mo leave, and ruthlessly whipped up Zhang Fei's exposed back.

Snapped!

Zhang Fei's face turned ferocious, but he didn't attack, and he became even more frightened.

He respected his eldest brother so much, but when the whip fell just now, he actually thought of fighting back?Such a rebellious thing, he was almost controlled by his body!

So, he endured it, especially when he saw his elder brother crying with grief, he gritted his teeth and began to persevere.

Whip after whip, until Liu Bei lost his strength.

Chapter 20 Oh ho ho ho ho, you know what I'm going to say...

Without Cavin, more than 200 branch lines and four main lines have been built. If Caven is like this, it will be over.

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Not enough time today to write for the sake of writing.