Chapter 597: It feels like someone else’s home

In a quadrangle in the second ring of Beijing.
One dressed in a green shirt, his hair was half white and erected, leaving an inch of white beard, an old-fashioned old man sitting on a tea table under the scented tree, holding a seemingly ordinary fan in his right hand. Lightly fanned.
Opposite him, he looks like a middle-aged man. He is wearing a black coat and it looks like some dust. His hair is very dark, some long, one by one, looks like a cockroach. Or the sharp-eyed brother who was a smash hit, his eyes always have a fascinating color, like drunkenness, a smack of face, and a strange smile on his lips.
The middle-aged man, giving people the feeling, is like the kind of rich and small, once, after the fall, there is still an unruly atmosphere.
The two are on the tea table, but the old drink tea, and the middle-aged drink wine!
On their side, there is a well-dressed half-hundred man, and his face is very respectful and tells some news.
In fact, the old man of this suit, in the capital, is also the kind of foot movement, half of the role of the city to tremble.
But why is he so respectful at this time?
Just because the two people sitting in front of you are too strong!
After the old man in the suit finished speaking, he gestured and retired.
The hand of the old fan fan of the tea was slightly stunned, and the calm face was a little different. He smiled softly and said:
"Gudong came to promote the gods, they were all killed by Zhang Hanyang. It seems that Zhang Hanyang knows a lot of things, mantras, this is not something that ordinary people can play."
"Alright." The middle-aged man in front of his body slammed his mouth: "This kid is stunned by Gu Dong, and even the top pillars of 18 forces such as Jin Mu are killed together. Those people are also a fool. Knowing that the other party is Zhang Hanyang, I still rushed forward. I really didn’t know how to be good. I didn’t expect that it would go to join in the fun. He injured Zhang Guangyou and now helped his son. It’s really what I said before. There must be something stinking between Kong and Zhang Guangyou."
The old man in the long-sleeved shirt shook his head and said slowly: "If the fake is true, it is true and false. It is true that it is true and false."
"Hey? Chen old man, do you know what they are?"
"You will know it later." The old man did not answer him positively.
Instead, let the middle-aged man snoring:
"Zhang Hanyang has given half the strength to the Linhai martial arts community, and Zhang Jia, who is getting the matter recently, is estimated to return to Beijing. I will leave tomorrow to go to Russia’s northern snowfield if I Can't get back, Chen Laotou, you look at it, don't let this kid go to the capital to demolish."
"Hehehe." The old man said with a funny voice: "Even if you and I are no longer, he will not be dismantled."
"Oh! Chen Laotou, why are you always stupid!" The middle-aged man said that he was not angry. "Zhang Hanyang is Zhang Han. The news knows too few people. Even Zhang’s family is not clear, let alone other. Family, Zhang Han returned this time, he must express his attitude towards Zhang, and he will be slaughtered if he encounters the second ancestor who hates him. But if things are too big, you know what I mean, this kid is now People in our security bureau."
"The people who can make Sirius look good are really few." The old man nodded: "Some things, I don't need your reminder, I will do it."
"Hey." The middle-aged man drank a glass of wine and then said: "I also know that he is now the National Security Bureau, but he will definitely leave in the future. Even if he has a relationship, I really want to see if he can grow into ...the man who broke the Tianxia Mountain!"
"Oh?" The old man's gaze faintly flashed: "It seems that your evaluation of him is very high."
"It's not a high evaluation, he has that skill!" The middle-aged man said with a grin: "I don't want to blow, even if your grandson is not necessarily his opponent!"
"They...may not necessarily fight."
"I can't beat you, I really don't like to talk to you!" The middle-aged man finally drank a glass of wine and said, "I am leaving!"
When the words fell, his figure flashed a little, just like the flash screen of the TV, and then disappeared.
Nothing to go without a trace, he is the highest head of the National Security Bureau, the night wolf!
The old man, who can let him come and sit on a table and drink alcohol, seems to have only one name: Chen Jiashen!
Even the night wolf and the Chen family are paying attention to this matter. As you can imagine, other places will gradually be swept by this horrible thing. In the martial arts world, such an earth-shattering event happened at the beginning of the year, which also made quite a lot of things. People feel like a beginning, because this year, the door of the small world has to be opened.
It was nearly three o'clock in the afternoon.
A team of cars sailed back to Rongjia.
At this time, the Rong family can be described as a lively villa in Zhang Han.
Gai Rulong and eight masters are standing and chatting in front of the door. In the pavilion on the right, Zi Yan and Meng Meng, as well as Wang Ya, Zhou Fei, Rong Han and Rong Sheng’s son Rong Nan, are sitting there. Chatting.
The most eye-catching thing is that the cover line is sitting next to Meng Meng, full of joy and teasing.
This day's battle, the arrangement is very appropriate, it can be said that it is impregnable, and a group of people stay in the villa, and Lei Tiannan and others in the Ming Dynasty and Zhang Han in the past, secretly followed a dozen people, this is also mainly It’s better to know what Gu Donglai used to do. This person has no choice but to take aim.
After solving the number of people headed by Wu Qi, they were alone and killed in Donglai Mountain.
It wasn't long before I came back, and I was sitting here to tease and play, but who thought that the children's thoughts were relatively simple and unique, but they made it all over the place.
"Ma Ma, when will you come back?"
Meng Meng played for a while, then looked up and asked the voice of Zi Zi.
This is not known how many times.
"I am coming back."
Purple licked his mouth, beautiful big eyes screaming, looking at the direction outside the front yard.
The voice just fell, I saw a Bentley took the lead and drove over.
"came back!"
The bodies of everyone in the room were moving.
Zi Yan also stood up for the first time and took a few steps forward.
"Well, I, I have to go down."
Meng Meng whispered a small mouth, looked at the higher chair, turned and slowly climbed down, then the fart turned to the long legs of the purple, stretched out the small hand to grasp the slenderness of the purple palm.
Under the eyes of everyone, a long line of cars parked in the parking space outside the yard.
Oh...
A dense switch door came and I saw a large number of people getting off the bus.
But the bright and bright eyes of Meng Meng are so good that I can see Zhang Han on the left.
"Hey! Come back! Hey!"
The little guy let go of the purple palm and ran forward.
Zi Yan looked at her and looked up at Zhang Han again. She relaxed completely and smiled. She followed Meng Meng to the side of the door.
And Zhang Han, seeing the two of them, the breath of the whole person became mild.
This kind of drop makes people who see the battle before they feel a little shocked.
Maybe this is the father, the husband, the love.
Before, it was like the emperor who was in the world, and he became a peaceful man in a blink of an eye. You must know that he is only twenty-seven years old. For everyone present, he is so young and generally has such strength. Isn’t it more arrogant than Ye Longyuan? But he didn't, as if for those who didn't care, it was because of this kind of heart, so that his personal charm seems to have a kind of magic, very attractive and cohesive.
Seeing the little princess ran over, Zhang Han’s step was very fast, and the stride of the meteor went over.
"Hey!"
When Meng Meng saw her run, she extended her small arm.
"coming."
Zhang Han smiled and held the little guy into his arms.
"What?"
Meng Meng put the little brains together, and came to Zhang Han’s left cheek, then retracted the little brain and muttered:
"Hey, why are you coming back, I miss you."
"Dad also missed you, see, what did Dad bring to you?" Zhang Han chuckled, his right hand extended to the back, and there was one more thing in the palm. When he handed it back, the little guy's eyes lit up.
"Hey, ice cream."
"Go eat." Zhang Han will sprout on the ground, open the lid of the ice cream, and eat it.
At this time, Zi Yan smiled and stood aside.
With this small light bulb, you have to wait.
Looking at the front beauty, Zhang Han reached out and gently embraced her.
What surprised Zhang Han was that Zi Yan also slightly bent his foot and kissed Zhang Han’s right cheek.
Huh?
This Nizi is a little bigger!
"We used to sit in the past." Zhang Han glanced at the front of the gazebo table and took the lead and walked over.
On the way, the cover of the dragon and other people are extremely admired watching Zhang Han.
He is a man who can even marry the gods!
Among them, the most complicated ones, but also a bit aggressive, are just the promotion of the medium-term Rong Changjiang.
He and the more than a dozen warriors of the Rong family, carefully accompanying them on the side, and their hearts are a bit overwhelming:
"Call... a lot of strong!"
"The legendary North Tiger is empty!"
"That is Xiangjiang Mo Chengfeng, there are a lot of people who can call the name, are the late masters and peaks! These people come together, afraid that they can turn the rumors of the Linhai martial arts."
"It's too scary. Would you like to say hello? It feels like... It doesn't seem to be your own home."
Rong Changjiang and others stood a little nervous and awkward, feeling like someone else's home, they are unremarkable guests.
This feeling was soon revived by the lord of Rongjia, and his younger brother Rong Zhenmao, as well as Rong Fan and Rong Jin, also felt the same.
Many people are planning to celebrate at night.
Rong Changjiang thought about it and specially invited three famous chefs in Linhai City. At five o'clock, he prepared several tables for a sumptuous dinner.
A group of people came to the restaurant and sat down to prepare for dinner.
Only the people at the core of the Rong family sit in the corner of the corner, they can't sit in the middle, there is no strength, and even if they sit down, there is no common language.
"This is too... terrible!"
Looking at Zhang Han, Zi Yan and Meng Meng sitting in the middle of the main table.
The back side of the glory revived them, the eyes were complicated. When they came, they were sitting on the edge. They looked very ordinary, but they didn’t expect that after a few days, they were so... month.
At the same time they also feel:
It’s not that people are not arrogant, but they are really low-key.
At the same time they think of it:
He is the son of Rong Jiali!
hiss!
thigh!