Chapter 65: Zhao Feng served

"What kind of wine do you want to drink?" Zhang Han smiled and opened the refrigerator.
The refrigerator in the refrigerator is full of all kinds of beer and a little drink.
Drink Zhang Han is not going to drink, just put a little at random, but it is quite interesting to drink beer occasionally.
"All right." Zhao Feng smiled back.
So Zhang Han took four beer directly, all of them were big bottles. He looked back at Meng Meng. The little princess was watching cartoons with great interest. When Meng Meng watched TV, Zhang Han could also relax.
Take the beer and walk over to sit down, and the two open each.
"How? Have something to worry about?" Zhang Han said, taking a sip of beer.
"Forget it..."
Zhao Feng shook his head slightly, and there was a bitter bitterness in his eyes.
Late last night, he learned a news. In the southern part of the city, the fisherman found a body. Later, it was officially confirmed. The dead person was the little woman raised by Tang Zheng, and it was also the beauty of Zhao Feng’s adventure.
Zhao Feng’s intentions have been planned for half a year, and he will lose a chance when he gets evidence.
When the Tang War defended him, Zhao Feng’s actions would be more difficult.
"Boss, I really envy you." Zhao Feng smiled and said: "You have such a good daughter, it is so good to have such a warm life."
"Don't envy me." Zhang Han said faintly: "In this case, you will only become more and more envious in the future."

Ah?
Zhao Feng gave a slight glimpse, then laughed and drank a big sip of wine, saying:
Shuang, men should drink a lot.

"Boss." Zhao Feng finished, looking at Zhang Han, with a trace of reverence, said: "You are a master, whether it is with a knife, or the strength of the body, I feel it."
"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded.
"I originally thought that my skills were OK, but after I met the boss, I felt that if I had a move with you, I would not hold it for a minute." Zhao Feng said slowly.
"One minute? You said more, I want to deal with you..." Zhang Han said with a smile: "One trick."
Although Zhang Han is now in the early stage of practicing Qi, but the physical strength is more than a thousand pounds, until the Gongji period, the spiritual power can be put out, and you can injure people invisibly by using a finger.
It was Zhao Feng, and after listening to the words, he expressed a disappointment.
He has been a soldier for several years, and his temper is naturally bloody. In the army, it is relatively simple and rude. If you beat me, then I will serve, and I will not accept you. I will get you, that is.
Zhang Han’s words made Zhao Feng think that he was too light to look at himself, and even his heart was not happy.
When Zhang Han saw him, he knew what he was thinking, and smiled. He reached out to Zhao Feng and said, "Try it?"
"Come!"
Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed, and his right hand and Zhang Han’s hand were held together.
With a strong handshake, you can compare the power of the palm. When Zhao Feng holds it up, he tries to force the three-pointer.
Because he was afraid of holding Zhang Han's hand, but when he took it, he found that Zhang Han's hand was like a steel tongs, hard and hard.
'interesting! ’
Zhao Feng’s eyes were a bit serious, and the strength increased to 50%. It was found that the boss’s hand was still just the same.
'Ok? ’
Zhao Feng brows a pick, and his heart is somewhat different.
"Boss, I have to use all my strength."
Zhao Feng Shen Sheng reminded him, and saw Zhang Han nodded slightly, he gradually increased his strength.
Six percent, seven percent, nine percent, ten percent.
Zhao Feng used all his strength to find that the boss's hand was still not moving, until Zhao Feng's face was reddish, he realized that he looked like he was lightly watching the boss!
"How can this be?"
Zhao Feng said in a sigh of tone.
You know, even his former captain has no such strength! Being shaken by himself but not changing his face, Zhao Feng couldn’t think of anyone who could do this.
"Nothing is impossible." Zhang Han shook his head very lightly, and the palm used some strength for the first time.
"hiss......"
In an instant, Zhao Feng only felt that his hand suffered an irresistible force, and that power was thunderous and he was trembled.
"Confrontation, I served...." Zhao Feng's face was white, feeling that the boss was holding it, fearing that his hand would be abolished, so he rushed to ask for mercy.
Zhang Han saw his hand directly, turned his head and glanced at Meng Meng, then smiled and took the beer again and took a sip.
At this time, Zhao Feng has looked at Zhang Han with a look.
His hand was placed under the table, and he felt numb and unaware. After two minutes of slowing down, he took a deep breath and held a beer in his hands. He gestured to Zhang Han:
"The boss is taking it, you are really unfathomable and powerful."
Zhang Han did not say anything, and he touched the wine.
"Boss, you.....what did you do? Is it convenient?" Zhao Feng asked quite carefully.
"I can't imagine what I do." Zhang Han smiled slightly.
This laugh makes Zhao Feng feel the mysterious and unpredictable, but Zhang Han’s next sentence makes Zhao Feng sweat.
"Have you been a soldier before?" Zhang Han said with a drink.
Zhao Feng’s face changed and looked at Zhang Han with a stunned look. He didn’t know how to answer it at one time.
Zhao Feng indulged for a moment, and finally smiled and shook his head and said: "How do you see the boss?"
"There is no breath that can escape my nose.....eyes." Zhang Han replied.
"This... 哎....." Zhao Feng smiled and sighed for a long time. He finally sighed and sighed directly at the beer, and then sighed: "I was originally a dragon eagle special force. People, in which my personal fighting ranks in the top three, there was a brother at the time, when performing a mission, he..."
The memories of Zhao Feng have been suppressed in my heart. Now, as soon as the voice is opened, I will talk about it.
"Boss, I didn't regret it at that time. If you change to do it, what would you do?" Zhao Feng sighed.
He feels that the boss is very powerful and is a deep-seated person. This kind of high-ranking person encounters such a situation, and fears that it will be more violent.
However, Zhang Han’s answer made him almost bite his tongue.
Just listening to Zhang Han said very simply: "I will not encounter that situation."
"Ah?" Zhao Feng is awkward.
This is of course the truth of Zhang Han. Who is he? There are countless treasures in the Hanyang Xianjun. If it is Zhang Han’s brother, there will be a lot of defensive treasures on the body. Can you just fall off casually?
"Okay..." Zhao Feng nodded dumbly and sighed, and he sighed that the way people talked was so high.
At the same time, he went on to say: "I was shut down later. Two years later, my old boss found me and said that it was a task for me. In fact, it helped me to leave the prison, but I have to help him do one thing. ....."
"So you are undercover?" Zhang Han said with a smile.
"Undercover....Yes." Zhao Feng nodded. Some heavy tone said: "The war of the Yonghe Society is not evil. The means of doing things in recent years is becoming more and more cruel, so..."
In the face of Zhang Han, Zhao Feng said the most serious secret in his heart. He was in his heart for too long, and he was suppressed for too long. He was also very tired. At this moment, in this restaurant, he put down all the defenses and planned. Let's talk about things and have a chat.
"Hey, hey......." Suddenly, Meng Meng called twice.
"coming."
Hey!
Zhang Han stood up in an instant, turned and left, without any mud and water.
Zhao Feng was once again forced. He looked at Zhang Han’s back and looked at Zhang Han’s hand. He seemed to want to call him.
He finally wanted to talk a little and tell the secret of his heart, but the boss seemed to have little interest in his words.
Boss, do you want to be so ruthless...
Zhao Feng almost didn't come up.
"He is the father I have ever seen the most spoiled child, no one."
Zhao Feng’s mouth twitched a few times and whispered softly.
The last time I heard the beer, Zhao Feng saw the boss and his daughter playing on the sofa, did not bother, and quietly left the restaurant.
When he walked out of the restaurant, Zhao Feng smiled and felt that he had chatted with the boss for a while, and his depressed heart was released.
......
Sun Dongheng’s home is a software development company.
His father, Sun Ming, was a high-school student. He started his own business ten years after working in a big company. He has been developing steadily, but for his family, he has taken care of it.
Sun Dongheng was brought up by his mother from a young age, and his mother’s feelings were slightly better. Every time he asked for money with his mother.
After Sun Dongheng grew up, his mother bought him a house of eighty flats, and he was prepared to use it when he was married, so Sun Dongheng usually lived alone outside.
This night, Sun Dongheng returned home.
"Come back, have you eaten? Mom made boiled fish, come and taste it." Sun Dongheng's mother said with a smile.
"No mother, I have eaten." Sun Dongheng licked his mouth and ate Zhang Han's egg fried rice, which also had some disadvantages.
How do you eat your own home cooking in the future...
"Bad boy, are you coming back? Don't come over and sit for a while!" Sun Ming said.
After Sun Dongheng sat down, Sun Ming frowned and said in a sullen voice: "Look at you with a golden hair, and you will come to the sorrow. Every day, every day, you can't regulate it. Everyday, you know what is going on outside!"
Sun Dongheng heard that he was angry and didn't overdo it.
"Children are hard to come back once, you can say a few words." Sun Dongheng's mother said something strange and Sun Ming said.
"Let's say a few words, if he wants to do it, I can't say it all!" Sun Ming said that he hated iron and fell into steel. "The university is halfway up, because it has been dropped out of school, it is not a shame! Now it is still outside." Mixed, Sun Dongheng, I will see if you can mix up any name!"
"When did I get confused?" Sun Dongheng couldn't help but feel angry. He said loudly: "I didn't talk to you at school? Not my fault!"
"Why isn't your wrong school expelling you? Um?" Sun Ming slammed the chopsticks on the table.