Chapter: 6

Dong Hu said flatteringly.

"Heh, it's better to have your car, otherwise I won't be able to win." Zhang Han said with a faint smile.

"Daddy..."

At this time, the little princess in Dong Hu's arms was struggling continuously, her voice was soft, tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes, she was so pitiful, she was stretching out her slender arms to beg for a hug.

Zhang Han subconsciously held the little princess in his arms, smiled lightly, and said:

"Pretty little girl, why do you call me Daddy?"

But the little girl was tired from crying, and after standing for a long time, she fell asleep in Zhang Han's arms.

"This is your daughter?" Zhang Han asked quietly.

"How can I have such a lovely daughter, haha, Brother Han, isn't this your daughter?" Dong Hu said with a smile.

"How can I have a daughter?"

"Then I don't know. In short, you brought this little girl, and you always call you Dad. Didn't you just ask me to take care of her? Have you forgotten?" Dong Hu said strangely.

my daughter?

Zhang Han's eyes hidden under the bangs froze, and a daughter appeared inexplicably. What's going on?

Before he had time to think about it, Liu Feng's Ferrari drove back under a burst of roar.

The car stopped on one side, and after a while, the pale Liu Feng got out of the car.

He stared at Zhang Han with three-point shock and seven-point resentment, and strode over.

At this time, there was silence on the field, and all eyes were gathered here.

"Do you dare to fight me again!" Liu Feng said through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, I'm not interested in wasting time with my defeated generals." Zhang Han said with a light smile, "Bring the car keys."

Liu Feng's eyes were red when he heard this, and he held the car key tightly with his right hand, and said in a hateful voice:

"There will be a game in a month!"

Looking at his posture, it is estimated that Zhang Han will not give up if he does not agree.

"Okay, okay, bring the car keys." Zhang Han stretched out his hand.

Liu Feng put the car keys in Zhang Han's hands in grief and indignation. This is a new car he just bought! The first time I ran, I gave up.

Zhang Han took the key and got into the red Ferrari, put the little princess in his arms on the co-pilot, Zhang Han started the car, drove a hundred meters away, stopped at the side of the road, and looked at the rear side view through the rearview mirror.

When the competition was over, the crowd left in groups of three or four.

Dong Hu explained something to Liu Feng with an apologetic smile on his face, but he saw that Liu Feng slapped Dong Hu no less than ten times from left to right. After the slaps, Liu Feng got into his friend's car and left.

"How did I know that Zhang Han's trash can win? I obviously tampered with the car! Fuck it!"

Dong Hu cursed angrily, got into the Ford Mustang car angrily, and kicked the accelerator.

"Won!"