Chapter: 463

"Eh?" Mengmeng was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she giggled and said, "Okay, okay, what game are you playing?"

"Play blindfolded counting game. Dad will cover Mengmeng's eyes, and Mengmeng will count. We can go to Crescent Mountain to see Dahei and Xiaohei, okay?"

"Okay." Mengmeng is very interested in things that this grown-up thinks are boring.

Seeing Mengmeng nodded, Zhang Han tore off a piece of fabric from his clothes, tied a scarf on Mengmeng's little head, and after blocking his eyes, Zhang Han said:

"Okay, let's start counting."

"Well, Mengmeng has started." Mengmeng responded, and said in a milky voice: "One, two, three..."

Zhang Han smiled, hugged Mengmeng in his arms, and walked to the first floor of the restaurant. He didn't look at the messy scene, and went straight to the door. As he walked, Zhang Han's eyes gradually turned cold.

It seems... some people have committed suicide behaviors!

Since he dared to do such a thing, even if Zhang Han's strength has not reached the point of ignoring the law, those people have only one end, and that is...death!

Walking out the door, Zhang Han saw Zhao Feng who was unconscious.

He was still struggling. After seeing that Zhang Han and Mengmeng were fine, his eyes trembled, and he was obviously relieved. His lips squirmed, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, but look at the shape of his mouth However, Zhang Han knew that those two words were:

"Run away!"

escape?

Why escape?

Zhang Han's gaze was focused, he squatted down, pulled out his left hand and picked up Zhao Feng, opened the back seat of the car, and threw Zhao Feng in, and then Zhang Han sat in the main driver with Mengmeng in his arms, Start the car and drive to Crescent Mountain.

When getting into the car, Mengmeng was still counting the numbers: "Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three..."

Ten minutes later, Zhang Han arrived at Crescent Mountain with Zhao Feng in his left hand and Mengmeng in his right hand.

When he just arrived in the jungle, Xiao Hei smelled the smell of blood, and it brought Da Hei roaring, and saw Zhao Fenghou who was bleeding continuously.

The faces of these two guys tightened, thinking that Zhang Han had beaten them, their expressions were a little scared, they didn't dare to make a sound, and followed cautiously.

It wasn't until Zhang Han threw Zhao Feng's body under the Leiyang tree, pointed to the direction of the pet area and walked over, that Dahei and Xiaohei understood and took the lead to run over.

"Six hundred and sixty-five, oops, it's not here yet, six hundred and sixty-six, hum, Mengmeng doesn't want to count anymore, six hundred and sixty-seven, papa, Mengmeng is going to be tired, six hundred and sixty eight......."

"Okay, here we are, come, Dad will take off the blindfold for you." Zhang Han took off the small cloth strip that covered Mengmeng.

Mengmeng shook her little head, blinked her eyes a few times, and seeing Dahei and Xiaohei in front of her eyes, Mengmeng jumped up:

"Okay, okay, I saw Da Hei and Xiao Hei as soon as I opened my eyes, it was fun, huh, Mengmeng is going to throw high!" Mengmeng stretched out her small arms to Dahei.

"oh?"

Dahei glanced at Zhang Han, not knowing what was going on.

I still feel that the master beat that kid like that, is it not happy in my heart, then I, Dahei, should I throw away the little master? If you don't throw it well, will you also be beaten? I don't want to be beaten! What to do!

"Mengmeng, you are here to play with Dahei and Xiaohei for a while, and Dad will go over there to do some work."

Zhang Han glanced at Dahei with some amusement, and said something to Mengmeng.

"Yeah." Mengmeng responded, stretched out her arms to Dahei and jumped up, saying: "Daheihei, why are you disobedient? Hurry up and throw it high."