Godly Stay-Home Dad

Jackal0214    

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The dining hall was the only place in recent years that Zhao Feng could touch the softness in his heart.    

To be honest, what attracted him to him at the beginning was Zhang Han's martial strength value.    

He still remembered the first time they met, when Zhao Feng went to collect his protection fee. Under the boss's indifferent gaze, he felt a deep pressure.    

Under his curiosity, Zhao Feng went to the dining hall and ate his first meal.    

Food conquered his stomach.    

Mengmeng's smile, the father-daughter relationship between Zhang Han and Mengmeng, as well as the heart-moving Liang Mengqi, all attracted Zhao Feng's attention.    

Gradually, the restaurant's position in Zhao Feng's heart became higher and higher, it was the place he wanted to protect.    

But now, when he heard that Tang Zhan was going to attack the dining hall, his first reaction was to pick up the boss and the Mengmeng before that.    

Mission?    

He had already thrown his identity to the back of his mind. What kind of mission was there to talk about?    

Along the way, they rushed past countless red lights, and there were even a few times where they almost crashed into other cars. However, Zhao Feng did not care, and crazily rushed towards the dining hall.    

Closer, Zhao Feng arrived at the street where the dining hall was.    

As he got closer, he could faintly see the signboard of the restaurant.    

Finally.    

Zhao Feng drove to the front of the dining hall. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the dining hall, he heaved a sigh of relief.    

He slowed down his car and headed towards the restaurant's parking space just as he turned the corner.    

On the side.    

The engine of a van roared and charged forward like a bolt of lightning.    

"Bam!"    

Zhao Feng's car rolled a few rounds and fell in front of the entrance of the dining hall.    

This sudden incident provoked a few screams from passersby.    

Ah!    

"A car accident!"    

"Oh my god, how did he end up like this!"    

"Quick, quickly make an emergency call!"    

"?"    

Zhao Feng, who was in the car, felt the sky spinning and the earth spinning, the ringing in his ears, and he could even feel the blood slowly flowing from his head.    

He forced his hand to push open the door and climbed out. He felt his body go limp as he slowly stood up and looked at the broken van in front of him. He let out a bitter smile.    

Under his gaze, the minivan started up and rolled over. The door at the center was opened, revealing three men with rifles inside, wearing hoods.    

"Da Da Da Da ?"    

Although Zhao Feng had already done the action of lying down, he was still hit by a lot of bullets.    

Plop!    

He fell to the ground and squinted his eyes, feeling his body gradually turn cold.    

'I... Finally ? Am I going to be released ? Gunfire... Still ringing... Boss... Mengmeng... '    

Zhao Feng fell, but he did not stop the sounds of gunfire.    

A wave of gunshots shattered all the glass in the dining room. Even the tables, chairs, piano, and other furniture were affected.    

After a full twenty seconds of firing, they finally retracted their bodies and left the scene like the wind with the unlicensed van.    

At this moment, the people on the street were dumbfounded. They all felt as if their legs were going to give way and they almost collapsed to the ground.    

"KILL, KILL!"    

The crowd fell into chaos.    

What about Zhang Han and Mengmeng who were in the dining hall?    

Of course not.    

When Zhao Feng's car was hit, on the second floor of the restaurant, Zhang Han had just finished taking care of Mengmeng's hair. A pair of beautiful braids appeared on both sides of his head, making him look really cute.    

"Baba, let's hurry up, let's go find the Da Hei and play!" Mengmeng ran to the front of the stairs, a little impatient.    

However, the next moment, a muffled sound could be heard from the entrance of the restaurant.    

Mengmeng's clear eyes instantly widened. She jumped in shock and said somewhat fearfully, "Baba, Baba, what kind of sound is that?"    

Zhang Han stood at the side and listened, his eyes suddenly focused, and in a flash, he arrived in front of Mengmeng. Carrying Mengmeng, he walked to the corner of the stairs and chuckled: "It's the sound of firecrackers, someone is about to set off the firecrackers, Baba is covering your ears."    

With that, Zhang Han covered Mengmeng's ears with his palm, at the same time the spirit energy in his body circulated to his palm, blocking the ear-piercing sounds of the gunshots, causing Mengmeng to only be able to faintly hear the thumping sounds, as though firecrackers were really set off outside.    

Although the interior of the dining hall was extremely messy from the gunshots, Zhang Han, who was sitting on the stairs, held Mengmeng's small body in his arms. Little Princess could not see any fragmented scenes, so he was naturally not afraid.    

Soon, the sound of gunfire dissipated and the surrounding area became quiet.    

"Aiya, Baba, there aren't even any sounds of firecrackers. It's time to take your hands away." Mengmeng didn't know anything as she giggled and patted Zhang Han's hands.    

"Yes." Zhang Han smiled, took his hand away, muttered to himself, and said: "Mengmeng, how about we play a game?"    

"Eh?" Mengmeng was startled, then his eyes lit up and chuckled: "Okay okay, what game are you playing?"    

"Play the game of blindfolded eyes. Daddy will blindfold Mengmeng's eyes, Mengmeng will count and see how many Da Hei and Blacky we can see in New Moon Mountain, okay?"    

"Alright." The Mengmeng was very interested in what the Lord seemed to be doing.    

Seeing Mengmeng nod his head, Zhang Han immediately tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, tied a scarf around Mengmeng's head, and after covering his eyes with it, Zhang Han said:    

"Alright, you can start counting now."    

"Yes, the Mengmeng has begun." Mengmeng responded, and said with her childish voice: "One, two, three ?"    

Zhang Han laughed, carried Mengmeng in his arms, and walked to the first floor of the dining hall. He did not look at the messy scene, and walked straight to the door, as he walked, Zhang Han's gaze gradually turned colder.    

It was as if ? Some people were already courting death!    

Since they dared to do such a thing, even if Zhang Han's strength has not reached the level of disregarding the law, those people only have one ending, and that is ? Die!    

Walking out of the door, Zhang Han saw the blurry Zhao Feng.    

He was still struggling. Seeing that Zhang Han and Mengmeng were fine, his eyes trembled, obviously relieved. His lips moved, wanting to say something, but he could not, because from the shape of his mouth, Zhang Han knew that the two words were:    

"Quick, run!"    

Flee?    

Why did he have to run away?    

Zhang Han's eyes focused, he crouched down and used his left hand to pick up Zhao Feng, opened up the back of the carriage, and threw him in. Then, Zhang Han carried Mengmeng and sat in the main driver's seat, starting up the carriage and drove towards New Moon Mountain.    

When he got on the carriage, Mengmeng was still counting down. "Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three ?"    

Ten-odd minutes later, Zhang Han carried Zhao Feng with his left hand and Mengmeng with his right, and arrived at New Moon Mountain.    

Just as they reached the forest, the Blacky could smell the smell of blood.    

The faces of these two scumbags tightened. They thought that Zhang Han was the one who beat them up, and their expressions were a little scared. They did not dare to make a sound at the side, and carefully followed suit.    

It was only until Zhang Han threw Zhao Feng's body under the thunder sun tree and pointed in the direction of the pet area did the Da Hei and the Blacky understand and ran over.    

"665, oh, he's not here yet, 666, hmph, the Mengmeng doesn't even want to count, 667, the Baba, the Mengmeng, the both of you are tired, 668 ?"    

"Alright, we're here. Come, dad will take off the blindfold for you." Zhang Han took off the cloth covering the Mengmeng.    

Mengmeng shook her little head and blinked her eyes a few times. Seeing the Da Hei in front of her, she immediately jumped:    

When I open my eyes, I immediately saw the Da Heihei and the Xiao Heihei. It was so fun, hmph, the Mengmeng is going to throw it high! The Mengmeng stretched out her small arm towards the Da Hei.    

"Oh?"    

The Da Hei looked at Zhang Han, not knowing what was going on.    

In his heart, he thought that since his master was beaten up like that by that brat, could it be that he was unhappy? If he didn't throw it properly, wouldn't he be beaten up as well? I don't want to be beaten! What to do!    

"Mengmeng, you can play with Da Hei and Blacky for a while. Daddy will go there to busy himself."    

Zhang Han looked at the Da Hei with a slightly amused expression and said to the Mengmeng.    

"Yes." The Mengmeng replied, then stretched out his arm towards the Da Hei and jumped up, saying: "Da Heihei, why aren't you obedient? Faster, throw it high. "    

"Oh, oh, oh!"    

The Da Hei's mouth curved up, knowing that it had to accompany its little mistress to play. Its big hands reached over and picked up Mengmeng, and tossed him up again and again, causing the Mengmeng to burst into laughter.    

Zhang Han shook his head and turned to walk towards the thunder sun tree.    

Arriving in front of Zhao Feng, Zhang Han squatted down and checked Zhao Feng's injuries.    

"Thank goodness you met me." Zhang Han shook his head slightly.    

Zhao Feng's injuries were severe, if he had suffered such heavy injuries elsewhere, he would have definitely died.    

But in front of the restaurant, if he still wanted to say something that would allow Zhang Han to escape, it would be enough to express his feelings.    

In that case ? Zhang Han was very willing to spend some resources to save Zhao Feng. Oh, no, not only did he save Zhao Feng, he even became like the Da Hei and increased his strength by N times!    

It was just that Zhao Feng's situation was more troublesome.    

"Refine!"    

Zhang Han pressed one hand on Zhao Feng's chest and the other on the thunder sun tree.    

Circulating his spirit energy, he communicated with the thunder sun tree and added a few liters of Pure Yang energy. Ninety-nine percent of the power of the water being taken out and the remaining Yanyan Dew was being refined, the energy continuously gathered in Zhang Han's body.    

The violent spirit energy overflowing Zhang Han's meridians unavoidably caused his meridians to feel a swelling pain.    

However, this little bit of pain was not a problem for Zhang Han.    

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out. In the next moment, he opened his eyes, which shone like diamonds with a dazzling light.    

"One finger of the Ghost Gate!"    

Zhang Han's right palm left Zhao Feng's chest, raised his index finger, and pointed at an acupuncture point on his chest.    

"Bam!"    

A muffled sound of thunder came out from Zhao Feng's body, and at the same time, waves of energy spread out.    

"Second Finger Underworld!"    

Zhang Han's finger pointed at the side of Zhao Feng's neck.    

Another muffled sound rang out, and the energy continued to spread.    

"Three fingers to the other side!"    

"Four Fingers Dark Nether!"    

"Five Fingers Vast Expanse!"    

"Six Fingers Flying!"    

"Seven Fingers Through the Sky!"    

"Open the meridian!"    

Zhang Han's finger turned into a palm, fiercely slamming it onto Zhao Feng's chest, causing the refined energy in Zhao Feng's body to immediately become berserk.    

All the bullets poured out along the wound.    

One second, two seconds ?    

In a mere 10 seconds, Zhao Feng's wound closed and at the same time, Zhang Han's spirit energy began to direct Zhao Feng's body to spin.    

This move was called the Seven Fingers Opening Technique!