Chapter: 432

Seeing Mengmeng started to play with toys, Zhang Han signaled Zhao Feng to sit down at the dining table on one side. He took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, walked over and sat down, and both of them took a sip.

"Boss." Zhao Feng's voice was a little heavy, his expression was a little complicated, he hesitated, and said slowly: "I think...the news came from North America early this morning that there is no hope for Scorpion's limbs. Half of my life can only be spent in bed."

"oh."

Zhang Han's expression was very indifferent. He took a sip of beer and said neither salty nor light:

"Leaving him alive is my mercy, but he'd better pray that I won't see him in the future, otherwise I don't mind taking his life."

Originally, when Zhang Han went to the Prosperity Bar, he had already moved to kill him. However, his strength was too low and limited by the legal system. Zhang Han naturally knew this, otherwise the scorpion would have no life to live.

And Hanyang Xianjun is just once. Although Zhang Han has a very high vision, the current strength is the fundamental element that determines everything. He is not a fool. After returning, he despised the common people.

For Zhang Han, the scorpion is not even as good as Mengmeng's tears, let alone make Mengmeng cry for so long. In short, Zhang Han remembers the scorpion. After his strength improves in the future, if he sees it, he will kill it.

As soon as these words were uttered, Zhao Feng's eyes trembled. He had never doubted Zhang Han's words, especially seeing Zhang Han's extremely indifferent eyes now, he knew that the boss would do what he said.

This time, the bitterness on Zhao Feng's face became even more bitter. He gulped down two mouthfuls of beer and said:

"Boss, I know you are very extraordinary, but...but Tang Zhan and the others are a group of ruthless people who kill people without blinking an eye. You are very powerful, but Mengmeng, sister-in-law, Zhang Li, Liang Mengqi and the others are hard to beat Sishou, boss, you also know that Tang Zhan will definitely not bear this tone. He gave me two weeks to deal with you, but I... really can't take action against you. Although the time is short, you, Meng Meng and this restaurant are already a very important place for me.”

"Good vision." Zhang Han chuckled.

He knew that Zhao Feng respected him from the bottom of his heart, so Zhang Han didn't mind promoting Zhao Feng.

And Zhao Feng himself didn't know that he was about to embrace a super thick thigh. Although he knew that the boss was a powerful person, he couldn't imagine the nature of it.

In his heart, martial arts are all legends, let alone immortal cultivators who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, reaching for the stars and the moon.

"It's not just the eyesight. In fact, the boss and Mengmeng are very attractive to outsiders. In the restaurant, they will always relax the mind."

Zhao Feng shook his head and smiled, and said:

"Boss, let me tell you sincerely, you should leave Crescent Bay. I can entrust it for a while, but I can't entrust it for a longer time. The deadline Tang Zhan gave me is coming soon, and, and he has a big move recently. , may send me out, once I leave, then..."

Zhao Feng didn't continue talking, the meaning was obvious, if he left, the situation would change rapidly, and at some point, Tang Zhan would send someone to deal with the restaurant.

Facing Zhao Feng's words, Zhang Han just smiled lightly and spit out a sentence:

"It's just a Tang war, it's just an ant."

Zhao Feng's expression was stiff for a moment.

Although he knew that the boss might not care much about Tang Zhan, he didn't expect that in the eyes of the boss, Tang Zhan, who was not of low status, would be regarded as an ant!

Ants?

Maybe......

Zhao Feng smiled wryly in his heart, his eyes were helpless and complicated, when he was about to say something, his cell phone rang, and after answering the call, within a minute, Zhao Feng's expression turned a little dignified.

"okay, I get it."

Zhao Feng said something, hung up the phone, and looked at Zhang Han.

"What? Then Tang Zhan asked you to make a move?" Zhang Han asked casually, looking at his expression, it seemed that he was not worried about whether Zhao Feng would make a move.

"No..." Zhao Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and said in a deep voice, "Tang Zhan has a meeting at one o'clock in the afternoon."