Zhan Su said: "Behind the mural."

Zheng Ling took out the key from behind the mural and walked towards Han Bao.

Yan Zheng shouted in panic, "Zheng Ling, what are you going to do? Are you going to let this little bastard go?"

Zheng Ling looked at Han Bao tenderly. In her eyes, no matter how mysterious and terrifying his identity was, no matter how many bloodthirsty and sinister things Han Bao did, he would always be her most innocent child.

Zheng Ling opened Han Bao's shackles, held up his injured hand, and stroked it gently. The affection in his eyes revealed the tolerance and selflessness of maternal love.

Han Bao was freed and suddenly gave Yan Zheng a ferocious sneer in a mischievous manner.

Zheng Ling pinched Han Bao's cheek and warned softly: "Don't do anything bad."

Han Bao's ferocious expression instantly switched to a harmless and well-behaved expression like a little puppy.

Yan Zheng was so frightened that he quickly jumped on Fengxian to seek a sense of security. He trembled and said: "Little brother, from now on, if you kill people, I will give you the knife, if you set fires, I will add firewood, and I will be your most loyal little brother! You...

You must not kill me!"

Hanbao groaned secretly.

Without shackles to restrain Han Bao, it would be like Sun Wukong without a curse, he would probably cause trouble in heaven.

"Mommy, you can't take off the shackles. He will escape."

Zheng Ling unshackled Susu again.

Susu felt that Mommy's decision was not thorough. He knew Hanbao best. This guy was thinking about nine pictures. He was sure that Hanbao would run away after getting nine pictures.

"Tie with one heart." Zheng Ling said.

Han Bao was dumbfounded when he saw the embroidery on it, two concentric knots connected in series by a Ling Xiao Teng.

Little did they know that at the next moment, Zheng Ling, like a magic trick, suddenly conjured up a concentric belt, one side of which was worn on Han Bao's hand, and the other side on Zhan Su's arm.

"What is this?" Han Bao asked curiously.

Zhan Su looked at Lingxiaoteng and Tongxinjie with a smile.

Then he glanced at Han Bao sullenly, his eyes clearly provoking Han Bao: Are you going to run away if you dare?

Mommy compares herself to a soaring flower because of her long growth. She uses the soaring vine to connect concentric knots. The meaning is self-evident.

He can break the shackles with an indestructible weapon, but he dare not use a sharp weapon to cut off the Lingxiao Flower?

Yan Zheng jumped down from Fengxian, reached out to touch the texture of the concentric belt, and then said with a confused look: "I thought it was some high-tech product, but it is obviously an ordinary brocade? This...can lock

Can you hold him?"

Zheng Ling nodded: "Yeah."

Han Bao drooped his head.

Zheng Ling pinched Zhan Su's cheek again and warned: "You are not allowed to do anything bad."

"Dumplings." Han Bao said happily.

"Dumplings." Zhan Su said happily.

After doing all this, Zheng Ling felt relieved.

He smiled and asked the two children, "What do you want to eat for lunch today?"

Zheng Ling patted the two children's heads gently and said, "Wait, Mommy will do it for you."

After Zheng Ling left, Fengxian looked at Han Bao stupidly, as if roots were taking root in the soles of her feet.

Zheng Ling was so concerned about this prisoner, he was worried that the shackles would hurt his hands, and he also wanted to greet him. It was obvious that the identity of this prisoner was very special.


Chapter completed!