Chapter: 1500
"Yeah." Zhang Han's head swept around pretending to be suspicious: "Huh? Where did Mengmeng go? I can't see it."
"puff......"
Wang Ming was dumbfounded for a moment, almost choking on his saliva.
The demeanor of a master just now turned into a baby daddy in an instant, playing a game that is a bit of a middle school in the eyes of adults, which makes him feel too weird!
"Hmm!" Mengmeng poked her head out of Zhang Han's black windbreaker, and shouted with a surprised expression: "Mengmeng is here!"
"Hey, Mengmeng is here." Zhang Han grinned and kissed the little guy's face lightly.
"Hehehe." Mengmeng let out a melodious laugh, then waved her little arms and urged, "Papa, let's hurry up, we'll be late soon."
The appearance of the little guy made the atmosphere lively again.
"Then let's go out and play."
Zhang Han held Mengmeng in one hand, and Ziyan's slender palm in the other, and walked forward.
Zhang Li and Zhou Fei grinned inexplicably, and followed with Wang Ya and others.
It was Wang Ming who took the last step.
He looked at Zhang Han's back in a daze, his eyes flickered, and he felt emotional:
It can be seen that without Zi Yan and Mengmeng...
That's in this day and age.
He is bound to become a frightening generation of killers!
Will become a chilling powerhouse!
Become an invincible and ruthless man who can compete with the Qing Emperor!
Gentle Township Hero Tomb is right.
Wang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth:
But I admire him even more, a warrior without emotion, just a machine that pursues longevity.
Then he stepped up to follow, and also remembered Shi Tianlei's death.
This time, he didn't have a headache! I feel extremely refreshed!
Good kill!
Good kill!
A martial artist should be so chivalrous and not afraid of the powerful!
I should have done this long ago, I should have slaughtered that beast!
Although it will make the Wang family fall into fire and water, so what? For this great enmity, what can I do if I move away from Xihang!
At this moment, Wang Ming seemed to have figured it out, his thoughts were clear, and he felt a warm torrent coming from his heart.
Crash.