"Trying to be a rogue with me?"

"Let me go!"

"thing!"

"release!"

Huang Wan grabbed Zhang Qingjun's collar and wanted to repair it.

Wang Han quickly pressed down on Huang Wan.

"Seventh brother, seventh brother! Don't mess around!"

Wang Han arranged Zhang Qingjun's clothes.

"Old man, I'm really sorry. My brother has a bad temper. Please don't think too much."

Zhang Qingjun pushed Wang Han away, turned around and was about to ride his bicycle.

Wang Han pressed down on the bicycle again, "Old man, it was my master who asked me to come."

Zhang Qingjun kicked the pedal with his toes, spun the pedal half a circle with a clatter, and stepped on the pedal to leave.

Wang Han said again, "Old man, my master is Di Lao."

Zhang Qingjun was about to leave, but stopped after hearing these words.

Turning his head to look at Wang Han, "How do you prove that you are Di Wuji's disciple?"

Wang Han thought for a while and took out a black card from his pocket.

There are ten blurry figures on the back of the black card.

Zhang Qingjun got off his bicycle.

He picked up the bicycle, turned it around, straightened it, and pushed it towards his small yard.

Seeing this, Wang Han and Huang Wan followed.

Opened the door and entered the house.

Zhang Qingjun sat on the main chair.

He glanced at Wang Han and then at Huang Wan.

"Which one of you wants this thing?"

Wang Han said, "I want it."

Zhang Qingjun looked at Huang Wan, "Then why are you kowtowing?"

Huang Wan squatted on the ground and touched the head of a small tabby cat, "The wife and children who saved my brother are all part of the same family, and everyone is the same."

Zhang Qingjun frowned and looked at Huang Wan carefully.

"What's your name?"

"Huang Wang."
Chapter completed!