Godly Stay-Home Dad

An Sen took the lead to push open the door and enter the room. The three of them scanned the room and discovered that the first target, Zhao Feng, and the second target, owner of the room was also there. Their eyes flashed a little, but when they saw the cute Mengmeng, He Feng and Leng Yue pursed their lips.    

But An Sen did not care about that. He stared at Zhao Feng and Zhang Han, and with a rough voice, he said loudly:    

"You two, come with me!"    

Seeing that, Zhang Han looked at them calmly, and Mengmeng, who was originally holding onto a toy, glanced at An Sen after hearing his words, and realised that he was very aggressive towards them. Little Princess pouted her small mouth, and leaned towards Zhang Han.    

"Who are you?" Zhao Feng raised his brows, his expression becoming gloomy, as an imposing Qi rose from him without being angry.    

"Who do you care who your father is? Come with us, don't waste your breath." An Sen glared at Zhao Feng.    

"Are you guys looking for trouble?" Zhao Feng slightly narrowed his eyes, a cold glint refracting from them. At the same time, the muscles on his body tightened, as he planned to attack at any moment.    

Seeing Zhao Feng's current state, An Sen was not happy. He panted heavily, and just as he was about to speak, Leng Yue quickly grabbed his thick arm. He stood at An Sen's side and looked at Zhao Feng indifferently, and said:    

"We're not here to cause trouble. We're here to do something."    

"If you have something to say, then speak. If you continue to make noise, then scram." Zhao Feng stared at the three of them with his ice-cold eyes.    

"Huh?" An Sen's expression turned angry, he wanted to attack, but his other arm was blocked by He Feng.    

"Then let's talk about the matter first." He Feng glanced at Zhao Feng, and said: "We are from the Security Service, I believe you understand what you have done. You still have the owner of the restaurant, come with us, do not force us to make a move."    

"Security Service? I ? " Zhao Feng's gaze darkened. He knew what kind of department the Security Service was, he had heard the Instructor Liu mention it before when he was in the special forces.    

He said, "Compared to the special forces, there are even more powerful departments, and that's the Security Service. The people there are all true experts."    

Just as Zhao Feng was about to speak, Zhang Han's indifferent voice came over from the side of the sofa:    

"No time."    

These three simple words revealed a sense of indifference and disdain.    

No matter who you are or what your identity is, you wish to invite them over? No time!    

These three words couldn't help but cause He Feng and Leng Yue's expressions to stiffen, while a hint of irritation rose on An Sen's face.    

When Zhao Feng heard this, his expression turned serious and he immediately ordered them to leave, "The boss said that there is no time, please leave."    

"Go out? "F * ck, if you don't agree, then beat him until you agree!"    

An Sen cursed angrily, his right fist striking towards Zhao Feng bravely. This time, He Feng and Leng Yue did not stop him.    

A heavy fist whizzed towards him, but Zhao Feng wasn't afraid at all. He held his right fist and faced it head on, preparing to clash it with the man in front of him.    

This scene caused both He Feng and Leng Yue to hang the corners of their mouths in cold smiles.    

Among their group, An Sen was the strongest, excluding the captain, but now this brat who had just entered bright force actually dared to fight against An Sen. He really did not know the limits of heaven and earth.    

Under the gazes of the crowd, two fists collided together.    

"Bam!"    

With a muffled sound, Zhao Feng took five steps back, but An Sen only took half a step back!    

Seeing that he had won with a single strike, Zhao Feng's eyes contained a hint of shock as well as a hint of pain from being tangled up in something.    

In the past, when he was simply messing around with the underground powers, he had almost no rival in the entire Southern region. However, after entering the warrior realm, he felt that it was becoming more and more easy to level up.    

This was probably a realm where the more you learnt, the less you felt you knew.    

"I've already said it, hurry up and obediently come with us, otherwise I'll beat you up!" An Sen extended his fist and made a gesture.    

His rough voice made Mengmeng's small expression shrink.    

"Baba, he's so scary ?" Mengmeng squeezed into Zhang Han's embrace, a little scared, and said softly.    

"Don't worry, they're just ugly." Zhang Han's left hand embraced Mengmeng, his palm stroked Mengmeng's little head as he chuckled and said those words. Then, he turned to look at An Sen and the other two.    

On his right hand, there was a palm-sized little cloth doll with a small red flower on its chest. Zhang Han used his strength and caught the little red flower with his middle finger and index finger.    

And at this time, when He Feng heard that they were ugly, he was displeased. He looked at Zhang Han, and said with a very aggressive tone: "Who did you say was ugly? It's fine if you say An Sen, but even if you say me? I can see that your eyes are ? "    

"So noisy."    

Before he even finished speaking, Zhang Han coldly said this. In the next moment, the spirit energy in his body converged onto the small red flower in his hand, and he gently flicked his wrist.    

Immediately, like a shooting star, the little red flower floated over, seemingly slow but actually very quickly.    

At this moment, the expressions of An Sen and the other two changed.    

Their eyes could clearly see that the little red flower was getting closer and closer to them, yet their bodies couldn't keep up with their reaction speed.    

In their eyes, that little red flower was getting closer and closer.    

Now they could even hear their own heartbeats, their own breathing.    

Even before they could blink, the little red flower floated in front of them.    

An Sen took the lead, and the little red flower on the cloth seemed to have turned into a sharp sword. Under An Sen's ox like stare, the little red flower streaked past his arm, and he only felt a cool sensation wherever he went, the little red flower was releasing a cold aura like a weapon.    

Immediately after, the little red flower didn't slow down at all and quickly swiped across the skin layer on Leng Yue's neck and He Feng's right cheek.    

"Bam!"    

A very light sound came from the back. The three of them turned their heads and saw that the red flower had pierced through the glass of the gate and flew out two meters. It was exhausted and slowly fell to the ground.    

"Huh?"    

An Sen stared wide-eyed, with an expression that he did not know what was going on. He hurriedly looked at his own arm and discovered that his clothes seemed to have been cut by a knife, the skin inside had a very shallow wound.    

Leng Yue touched her neck. She could feel that there was a small wound on her neck and it was a little painful. However, after she removed her finger, there was no trace of blood.    

He Feng, on the other hand, hurriedly took out a mirror to look at his own face.    

In the next moment, all three of them were stunned! He recalled the situation from before.    

One cloth, one cloth was like a hidden weapon that hurt people?    

The three of them trembled as their eyes widened even more. They looked at each other and saw obvious shock in each other's eyes.    

"Puff ?" He Feng choked on his own saliva and sprayed it all over An Sen's face. He cried out involuntarily, "Feifei ? Flying ? Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people? "    

"Hiss!"    

"strength master!" Leng Yue's body started to tremble, and his entire body started to look bad.    

"Aiya, my god." An Sen was even more direct, he only felt his body weakening as he plopped down on the ground, completely dumbfounded.    

He Feng and Leng Yue looked at each other again, both of them at a loss about what to do.    

Not to say... Was the owner of the restaurant a bright force?    

bright force? Your clan's bright force can just casually pick a little red flower and it can transform into a sharp weapon to injure people?    

This Flying Flower picking can even hurt people, but it typical represents the power of a strength master!    

I don't know if I should say it!    

You can't be so darned! It was f * cking ridiculous! If you anger a strength master, you will die!    

What should he do?    

Including the usually calm Leng Yue, the three of them were on the verge of tears.    

They didn't know what to do. Two were standing like wood, while the other one was sitting on the ground like a bear, not saying a word.    

But Zhang Han did not plan to wait for them, with one hand holding Mengmeng, and the other holding the toy he was about to take away, he stood up and walked towards the door.    

Zhang Han's action frightened the three of them.    

Their gazes uniformly landed on Zhang Han, and cold sweat instantly flowed down.    

It's over! Is he going to attack us?    

What should he do? In strength master, he could settle the three of them with a wave of his hand.    

How pathetic! When he went out of his room, he had forgotten to look at the time. He had thought that the bright force brat he easily captured would be a hidden prehistoric tyrant, Wang Long!    

The heck, even if their captain were to come, he would still be the one delivering the dishes!    

The strength master was not a joke anywhere, he was a big shot! There were even ruthless characters that they normally wouldn't be able to see. However, they had seen them today and it seemed like they had just offended them.    

However, at this time, Mengmeng opened her mouth, her young and tender words caused the three people's tensed nerves to loosen a bit, and they only heard her say:    

"Baba, wh-why aren't they moving? They're all looking at you, looking weird."    

"They might be sick." Zhang Han chuckled to the Mengmeng as he glanced at the three of them indifferently. He did not pay any attention to the three of them and walked past them with large strides.    

Zhang Han had noticed it from the way they were driving, he guessed that they were from the officials when he saw their postures, it was just that Zhang Han did not know about the specific departments, but to use a small red flower to attack, was to show them the power of a so called dispersing force Master.    

From Zhao Feng's words, Zhang Han knew that dispersing force Masters were pretty good Qi Cultivating Stage experts. In the city, they could already be considered as experts with some arrangement, and Zhang Han was also clear that the authorities would definitely take action if Zhao Feng and the Da Hei take back the treasures.    

All of this, Zhang Han thought for a bit and understood, it was just that he was not too concerned, after taking action, he revealed his true strength, and made Zhao Feng discuss it with them, naturally, there would be a result, if they really find a strong Ranker that Zhang Han was afraid of, then it would not matter, because Zhang Han did not really care about the treasures, but if the officials were to compromise, he would probably discuss the specific matters with Zhao Feng.    

Although Zhang Han had never been concerned with other things, it did not mean that he did not know what to do.    

Returning to the main topic, under the gazes of An Sen and the other two, Zhang Han boarded that ordinary looking panda cart and slowly left.    

"Hu ?"    

Once Ba Wang Long left, the three of them let out a long breath.