The little hand, with the same ugly face, refuted, "don''t lie and deceive again, admit it! The only person you care about in your heart is yourself. Even the status of our mother and daughter is not as important as whirlpool nine Sinai!"


    Hearing this, Zhang Han only felt his head confused, his eyes turned red, and ferocious green veins burst on his forehead. All the negative emotions surged out like a tide at this moment. If it were not for the only reason to maintain her body, she would have slapped her to death.


    "Why? Is it painful to be stabbed by me? If I were you, I would go back and forth, and you don''t have to feel indebted, because from beginning to end, I didn''t admit that you were my father!"


    Under the huge momentum as heavy as a mountain, the little hand was still firm and never retreated again. That fierce expression, as if he was not facing his father, but killing his father and enemies.


    A word was like a heavy hammer, which chiseled into Zhang Han''s heart. The seemingly strong heart was torn open by simple and rough, and the bloody wound was exposed to the sun.


    To be honest, Zhang Han has never been ready to be a father, and of course he has no experience in this field. The sudden emergence of a 30-year-old daughter is not only an incredible thing for him, but also a great challenge.


    If he could, Zhang Han vowed that he would pour all his love on his daughter. I just didn''t expect that I would be such an unbearable image in my daughter''s heart


    Zhang Han clenched his teeth and slowly lowered his head.


    At this moment, the anger turned into an iron fist and hit the air beside him.


    Boom! Click!


    The violent concussion force came out of the body and swam wildly in the air.


    At first glance, the space behind him suddenly turned into a transparent mirror, which was forcibly cracked by his fist, and the cracks emitting light spread rapidly in all directions.


    For a moment, the sky and the earth were full of cobweb cracks, and the whole world seemed to become a broken porcelain.


    The picture was frozen for a second!


    Then, the shock force filled the world shook more violently. White clouds, fallen leaves and even the strong wind were torn and shattered by this hegemonic force.


    The earth is like a wave, fluctuating up and down, and ravines are torn apart and crisscrossed together.


    Boom


    With another roar that shook the world, all the grass and rocks between the gullies overturned and collapsed with the destruction of the foundation.


    When everything calmed down, the crowd stared at the beads one by one, their throats surging, and kept swallowing saliva.


    From the place where Zhang Han stood to the end of his field of vision, the whole land became a bottomless abyss, and the surrounding terrain was completely changed.


    What a terrible force!!


    Everyone breathed and froze. Waving to change the terrain is a divine means. They dare not think about it. Now they have witnessed it with their own eyes


    Especially the little hand, looking at the abyss in front of him, he suddenly rolled up waves of towering waves in his heart.


    Even if the master had played up Zhang Han''s power in her ears countless times, even if she had heard it a thousand or ten thousand times, it would not be as shocking as seeing it with her own eyes.


    In a trance, while shocked, a faint sense of pride surged up in the depths of my heart.


    "Is that your father''s strength?"


    In this predatory world, what can make her more proud than strong strength?


    The answer is, no!


    However, at the thought of Zhang Han abandoning their mother and daughter for 30 years, he was a little proud.


    The anger accumulated in his chest was released with the fist. Zhang Han calmed his mood a little, stared at the master, and his face was as gloomy as water.


    "Your good daughter!"


    Little hands have so much resentment against themselves that they hate because of resentment. There must be more than "no father''s love for 30 years".


    A large part of the dialect is defending his mother against injustice and blaming Zhang Han for neglecting his master in recent years. Even as soon as they met, they immediately asked about jiuxinnai''s whereabouts, regardless of their feelings.


    Ask the whereabouts of another woman in front of her own woman. As a daughter, of course, some can''t accept it.


    But the question is, what is the relationship between Zhang Han and the master?


    You know, from the beginning, the existence of small hands was an accident. Specifically, it was only 419! Even that time, when he was drunk and dizzy, he was pushed back by the master of Arts.


    Cover your face!


    It''s too embarrassing to say it. It''s better not to say it.


    Although a sentence of ignorance can not be used as a reason to shirk responsibility, if the Master explained the relationship between the two to her daughter, would she still hate Zhang Han so much?


    Little hand is accusing Zhang hanba of being ruthless and cruelly abandoning his mother and daughter. He doesn''t believe that he killed him. There''s nothing in it.


    "I... I''m sorry!"


    The master''s face was also hard to see, and great remorse poured out of his heart.


    About her and Zhang Han, I really didn''t mention it to my little hand.


    After all, she took the initiative to paste it upside down, and before that, they were still teachers and apprentices. How could she tell the truth to her daughter?


    Not only that, for so many years, every time I lost money in gambling, the master would always complain about this damn luck and occasionally take Zhang Han in and scold him together.


    Because she lost money much more frequently than ordinary people, this complaint has also become the normal life of mother and daughter.


    To be honest, the master of compendium did not mean to blame Zhang Han, nor did he stand to blame him.


    But it''s this subconscious bad habit. Over the years, the "unbearable" about my father has been saved in my little hand. If my daughter has a good impression of Zhang Han, it''s a ghost!


    Zhang Han was livid and smiled coldly, "a word of sorry can erase everything? Let her daughter hate her father. Who would be a mother?"


    "Don''t you say that! It''s you who should reflect!"


    The little hand stood in front of his mother again and looked at Zhang Han with a mocking expression.


    Anyway, in her heart, her father had long been demonized. No matter what he said, he could hear another meaning in his ears.


    In the small hand''s eyes, it must be Zhang Han''s weakness in his mother''s character that makes him so strong. All she has to do is protect her mother from being bullied by this bastard


    "That''s it..."


    Suddenly, some interest waned. Zhang Han waved impatiently and turned away.


    What else can you say in the face of a daughter like a Hedgehog?


    Because your mother and I were in a good mood, set up a battery, and then you? We actually have no feelings, let alone love


    Fxxk, he can''t afford to lose this man!