Zhang Xiaofan and leopard fly directly to DIDU International Airport in Huaxia.

After returning to China, Zhang Xiaofan and leopard's uneasy heart finally came down.

After coming here, the imperialist side was extremely skillful and could no longer choose the extreme means of pressing the nuclear button.

After leaving the territory of Russia, Zhang Xiaofan finally had the spare energy to ask his parents and relatives about their specific situation.

"About, Lord mozun, your family..."

By Zhang Xiaofan fierce not Ding of such a ask, leopard pretty face of expression slightly a stagnant, he opened mouth, a bit of desire to talk and stop appearance.

"Well?"

"Why, is there any problem?"

"Is there any accident happened to Ying'er and my parents in this short two years?"

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan's sword eyebrows were twisted, a kind of killing spirit was also diffused from his whole body. Two red flames were beating in his eyes.

The temperature in the whole car seems to have dropped by more than 5-6 degrees out of thin air, and several people in the car feel like falling into an ice cave.

Sitting in front of the driver's seat is responsible for driving the car of the young man, giving a cynical look.

From time to time, I use the remaining light of the corner of my eye to observe Zhang Wutian, who only exists in the legend.

At first, the young man saw that Zhang Xiaofan was the same age as himself, and there was nothing extraordinary compared with him.

At first, in his heart, there was more or less disapproval.

But when Zhang Xiaofan's fierce murderous spirit came to his face, the young man was out of control. He gave a cold Zen, and his heart was even more shocking.

"I'll go, won't I?"

"Even when I was facing the Dragon boss at the beginning, I never felt such amazing oppression from the Dragon boss."

"The full-bodied evil spirit emanated from Wu Tian's body is just like a killing God who kills countless people and climbs out step by step in a sea of blood!"

"It's worthy of the title of Wutian devil. Zhang Wutian!"

Not only the young man driving in the front driver's seat, but also leopard gave a cold shiver when she noticed this, and her pretty face also showed a very reluctant smile.

"Lord mozun, you can rest assured that under the protection of dragon, tiger, leopard and anti scale team, uncle and aunt will not be threatened or hurt at all."

"Of course, Lord mozun, your little girlfriend, she is also safe and sound."

"It's only true that in the year when you're away, master mozun, Zhang Jia... Zhang Jia has had a hard time."

"Oh?"

"In the south of the Yangtze River, there are still people who dare to fight against the people of my family."

The corner of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth rose, and his face began to draw a smile.

Ever since Zhang Xiaofan saw Ma Wanchuan's head in front of many big families in Hangzhou and killed all his cronies.

It can be said that from that time on, the name of "night" in Hangzhou has been Zhang