Chapter: 478

"Hehe." Zhao Feng sneered: "Don't be hypocritical here, my boss doesn't need any help."

"Okay." Zhang Han said to Zhao Feng: "Let's go to work. After the Tang war is resolved, go to Xinyue Mountain to find me."

"Yes!" Zhao Feng nodded and returned to the car.

Then Zhang Han walked towards the restaurant with Mengmeng in his arms. After walking a few steps, he turned his face slightly and said to the three people behind:

"A warning to you, don't appear in front of me if you have nothing to do, go back and tell your boss, don't bother me, or I don't mind letting your influence disappear."

These people came over, seemingly helping on the surface, but in fact they still wanted to use themselves. Zhang Han knew this tricky, he ignored the three of them, and walked directly into the restaurant with Mengmeng in his arms.

The three of them were still in shock at this moment.

They glanced at each other, and hurriedly walked back, running in different directions. At the same time, they took out their mobile phones and dialed the numbers of their respective elder brothers. The words seemed to be the same:

"Zhao Feng is not dead! Under the orders of Mr. Zhang, he went...to find Tang Zhan!"

The news spread back, but it was true and shocked many people. At the same time, they all issued an order to go to the vicinity of Tang Zhan's mansion to observe the situation.

So this afternoon, Tang Zhan's mansion... seemed to be bustling.

But at this time, Tang Zhan's mansion was really lively.

"To celebrate the success of this event, let's have a toast!"

In the restaurant, Tang Zhan laughed loudly at a dozen of his subordinates.

Except for Leng Feng, there is a young and beautiful Peugeot next to everyone else. They dress sexy and accompany everyone to drink at the celebration banquet.

After Tang Zhan's words fell, everyone present raised their wine glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

"It can be said that the clean-up was a great success this time. More than a dozen insiders were killed. It is estimated that other forces and the police are busy." One of the bald men laughed.

"Our purpose is also the same." At this time, Leng Feng opened his mouth, and he said with a smile: "During this chaotic period, you have to speed up the processing of this batch of goods."

"Hmm..." Tang Zhan nodded, and when he was about to say something, a subordinate suddenly rushed over from the door, his expression was a little flustered.

"Impatience, what's the point?" A man in his early forties frowned and scolded.

The man who ran in was his confidant, and he was displeased that his own people were so messy.

But the man ignored his elder brother, but looked directly at Tang Zhan, and said hastily:

"Master Tang, it's not good, something happened!"

"What's the matter?" Tang Zhan frowned slightly.

"Zhao Feng is not dead at all!" the subordinate said loudly.

"What!"

"How can it be?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, and even a few people stood up directly, staring round, with disbelief on their faces.

"That's impossible, Master Tang. I saw him being shot randomly and fell into a pool of blood with my own eyes. After being shot so many times, he must be dead." The bald man said in a deep voice.

"What's going on, tell me clearly!" Leng Feng stood up, his usually cold face changed for the first time, his brows were frowning, his eyes were a little incredulous, and at the same time he was thinking, is this a trap!