Godly Stay-Home Dad

South Secretary?

The sable of the purple scorpion tightened the hand of the nervous man.

The director brought someone over, although there was no live ammunition, she could see it from the South Director and some nervous players on the back.

They are some people who are not good.

Among them, the director of South Director always looked at Zhang Han. Yu Guang stared at Zi Yan and Meng Meng. After a few eyes, the eyebrows flashed a hesitation. Finally, the right hand gently waved a dozen people on the back side.

The people behind them pressed their hands at the waist and slowly released.

At the same time, they were also relieved, and even many people secretly wiped the cold sweat.

They know that the sun man in front of the crowd holding a beautiful girl's small palm, like a human being, is a fierce man.

Even the head of the local National Security Bureau has been annihilated, and the dragons have no heads, and they can only come out!

How much courage it takes to risk the crisis of life and death.

In fact, these people's hearts are more blaming the above order, even the South Secretary is also so, helpless, but the ancient governor has ordered the death!

The South Director feels that in this case, he still does not want to light weapons. He knows that it is useless to light up.

And when Zhang Han walked out of the elevator, he found it in the first time, just thinking about his own wording. At this time, Rong Yong greeted him and was very enthusiastic.

Who is this?

The South Director regained his gaze and looked at the eyes and bravely. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes: "You are...?"

"Hey," Rong Yong’s pupil flashed a glimpse of the depths, but his expression was like a movie, and his mouth had an exaggerated smile. He nodded and said, "I am Xiaorong, in the Southern District Yilin Office."

"Oh."

The South Secretary’s expression faded by three points.

The Southern District Yilin Office, the biggest one is the director of the horse, although they are called the director, but the management is different, there is a kind of thing called real power, the real status gap between the two, exaggerated, is a heaven and earth.

The middle-aged man in front of him is the person in the office. At best, he is a section chief.

At this point in time, I can’t afford the slightest interest of the South Secretary.

They are too lazy to talk, he has more important tasks, so his eyes are removed, looking at Zhang Han, slightly sinking, Shen Sheng said:

"Mr. Zhang, I think you know my origins, please cooperate with our work and take a trip with us."

"???" Rong Yong’s expression was a little embarrassing.

My Scorpio, is the South Secretary personally looking for Xiaohan?

To know that he is the director of the entire Linhai Municipal Public Security Bureau, in charge of the killing power, is one of the official core of the Linhai, even when he did not drop the position, it is not easy to see him.

Such a big role, come here for the little Han?

WHY?

Rong Yong squatted and then reacted.

The heart slammed.

There are only two possibilities at this time. It is not that Xiaohan’s identity is very large, that is, he has done a lot of things.

He slowly turned back to look at Zhang Han, but found that his expression was a little bit... impatient?

Even Rong Sheng and his wife Jia Wei are somewhat confused.

What's going on?

They are in the sea, they are fully aware of how much energy the South Secretary has. At this time, their hearts are also somewhat embarrassing.

It was Wang Ming and Rong Jiaxin. The two men looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile.

‘I’m afraid that I’ve just been picking up Xiaohan’s, and something happened. ’

Wang Ming is very clear that Zhang Han’s character is partial and arbitrary, and treating himself and outsiders is completely different.

When treating the enemy, he was called at that time: 狠人张!

‘It’s just that someone has become his enemy, oh...’

Wang Ming secretly sighed in his heart, but it is conceivable that those people's end should be not very impressive.

At this time, the eyes of everyone on the scene gathered on Zhang Han's body.

Even Meng Meng was staggered and raised her head. The small body was close to Zhang Han’s right leg. The small hand held Zhang Han’s big hand and was tight.

"South Secretary." Zhang Han looked at him and nodded: "I don't have time now, please come back first, you can come back to me afterwards."

Zhang Han answered very calmly and even gave South Secretary an illusion.

The enemy is weak and I am strong.

The South Director took a step forward and shook his head very calmly:

"No, Mr. Zhang, you are going to take a trip with us now. This is the most important thing. I don't know if you are unclear. Some places will have unknown knowledge, such as those who have the ability to press everything. They are the guardians of the Chinese nation. It happens that Linhai is such a city. Now, Mr. Zhang, I advise you to calmly consider it, take the initiative to go with us, come over with others, 'please' you, the meaning is different. ""

The South Secretary is clear about some things. Why do the martial arts circles rarely make trouble in the city? Even if there is a struggle, even a strong master, they will choose some places where people are rare.

This is entirely because, in many cities, some people will be seated, they are called guardians.

They are the top of the headquarters of the National Security Bureau and a group of mysterious people.

Therefore, the South Director still has a little bit of confidence.

For them, the sable is not worried, but the little one is worried.

The bright and shining big eyes look left and right, and the final voice is a little wronged:

"Uncle police, I am the best, not a bad person, you can't take me away."

When you talk, the cute eyes are more watery.

It can be seen that if the secretary is saying more, she will cry.

When Zhang Han saw it, he quickly squatted down and picked up Meng Meng. He chuckled and said:

"They came to Dad to want Dad to work, ask some things, Dad didn't go with them, stay with Meng Meng."

While talking about Zhang Han, he touched the little guy's head.

Meng Meng is a bit reassured, but because of being held by Zhang Han, her eyes have turned into those who are facing away.

But when Zhang Han finished this sentence, his eyes cooled in an instant.

Looking at the South Director, the voice is calm;

"I said that I don't have time now, don't challenge my patience any more. I will give you ten seconds to leave, otherwise... I don't mind sending you to see the ancient governor."

Send me to see the ancient governor? ? ?

What a joke! He is already a dead man...?

hiss!

For a moment, the South Secretary’s face changed.

A dozen police officers behind him stepped back and brushed back.

In my heart, I remembered the countdown to ten seconds.

The front side of Rong Yong and Rong Sheng and Jia Wei, his face has become somewhat awkward.

Is this awkward?

How does Xiaohan face the South Director... What a pity?

And what about the South Director, how do they seem to be afraid of Xiaohan?

Most people are afraid of death, and South Secretary is no exception.

At this time, he was really nervous, because in Zhang Han’s eyes, he saw the indifference, the kind of coldness that regarded human life as a mustard.

How to do?

The South Secretary was still anxious while watching the countdown.

After only three seconds, the cold sweat on his forehead ran down the cheeks on both sides.

This also made Rong Yong quite suspicious.

How did that happen? Generally, others have seen the South Secretary’s cold sweat DC. Now the South Secretary is his own cold sweat and DC. Is it difficult to be a kidney sweat?

There are still three seconds.

The South Director suddenly felt a glimpse of a crisis, screaming and daring to speak.

On the side there was a rough voice with majesty and dissatisfaction:

"South Secretary, how are you here? Who brought you here?"

Hey!

Many people’s eyes have been brushed up in the past.

After seeing the arrival, the South Secretary’s expression was a sigh of relief, and he said with a sigh of relief:

"Liu Shuji."

The South Director’s sideways glory, his mouth wide open, stunned, and after he responded, he hurriedly greeted, and his voice was a little trembling:

"Liu Shuji is good!"

My goodness! It turned out to be Liu Shuji, and Liu Shuji came over personally. What is this?

He can't believe that Liu Shuji of Linhai City, that is the top leader, the position of deputy national level, high above, in charge of the supreme authority here, how can he come in person? And still only brought two men, even the guards do not bring?

The glory of this moment has been forced.

Even Rong Sheng and Jia Wei are a little shocked.

The existence of Liu Shuji is really unattainable for them.

Under the gaze of their eyes, Liu Shuji’s eyes looked at the South Director with blame.

Can let Liu Shuji express his blame with his eyes, and his dissatisfaction in his heart can be imagined.

At this moment, the South Secretary’s heart is very bitter.

“Why didn’t you ask me?” Liu’s tone asked softly.

The South Director, who was pressured by a word, was a little breathless. He bowed his head and replied: "It is the order of the ancient governor."

"You are a cadre of the country, not a cadre of a private enterprise!" Liu Shuji's brow wrinkled.

The South Secretary heard a slight white face and quickly replied: "It is my fault."

If he is like this, let alone the more than a dozen shivering police officers on the back side, they are also very bitter, and they are forced to be commanded to go.

"Humph!"

Liu Shuji snorted and immediately looked at Zhang Han. For a moment, his expression was warm and spring, like a spring breeze, he smiled and extended his right hand, and said a word that made Rong Yong, Rong Sheng and Jia Wei stunned:

"Haha, General Zhang, welcome you to Linhai. I heard about General Zhang’s deeds long ago. I am quite envious. Why did I not have a national pillar like General Zhang in the sea?"

"puff......"

Rong Yong couldn't help it anymore. A spit sprayed the half-face of the South Secretary, his eyes turned into a dead fisheye, and he stared at Zhang Han straight, and his mind echoed the three words that Liu Shuji said:

"General Zhang, General Zhang, General Zhang..."

The South Secretary, silently wiped the saliva on his face, and his heart was defeated.

Shouldn’t you lick this drowning!

"Hello, Liu Shuji." Zhang Han's mouth raised a smile and shook hands with him.

Isn’t this attitude enough to finish? Why do you want to shoot five horses.

"What a beautiful little girl, are you cute?" Liu Shuji did not choose to continue with Zhang Han, but in this most secure way.

He is clear, this time and Zhang Han said, it is better to talk to Meng Meng first, because the little guy's expression is a little wronged and nervous.

"Amount?" Meng Meng heard the words but stunned: "How do you know my name?"

"Because your father is a very powerful person, it is a general." Liu Shuji laughed.

"Hey? I am the best, I am a general." Meng Meng was happy again, but then she saw South Director and others, a small mouth slightly: "Uncle, I don't like them, They want to take them away, they are bad."

Meng Meng also realized that the group of people were more afraid of the smiling man in front of him, and they sue.

Seeing the appearance of the little guy, Zhang Han and Zi Yan, as well as Wang Ming and Rong Jiaxin all shook their heads and laughed.

But Liu Shuji nodded with deep regret:

"Then let them run these bad guys out?"

"Good." Meng Meng's bright eyes brightened.

So Liu Shuji slowly turned his head and looked at the South Secretary, who was slightly stiff.