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"Right, they are ants." Zhang Han smiled and scratched Meng Meng's face.

"Haha ?they are ants." Having been praised by Zhang Han, Meng Meng dispelled the fear in her heart as she looked at his smiling face and chuckled.

This scene not only caused the yellow-haired and the others' expressions to change, but even Liang Mengqi was stunned.

She could not understand why Zhang Han was so calm. The people in front of her were clearly hoodlums. What if they started fighting and hurt him? What if he couldn't cook afterwards? What if he couldn't coax the child? What if he couldn't play the piano? Did he ever think about the consequences?

Liang Mengqi felt both angry and amused.

Zhang Han, on the other hand, turned around and looked at Zhao Feng and the others with an indifferent face. But he still spoke to Meng Meng in a soft voice:

"These little ants. Daddy can choke them to death with just one finger. Meng Meng wants to see how daddy will beat up those bad guys?"

"Brat, what did you say?" The yellow-haired man's expression turned vicious, and he stretched his hand towards the back of his waist, where he put his dagger.

This action caused the atmosphere to become extremely cold. As for Yu Qingqing, her entire body tensed up as if she was about to make a move as well.

After seeing this, Meng Meng became afraid again. She said anxiously, "I don't want to see it. I don't want to see it. Meng Meng doesn't want to see daddy fight with bad guys ?"

Meng Meng knew that fighting would injure her daddy. She did not want to see any damage done to her daddy.

"Fine, fine, fine. I won?t fight. I won?t fight. It's okay." Zhang Han quickly turned his head and coaxed her with a few words. Then, he handed her over to Liang Mengqi who was standing by him and said, "Help me hug her."

"Oh, okay." Liang Mengqi took over Meng Meng and turned around with Meng Meng in her arms to prevent her from seeing those bad guys.

Zhang Han walked to the computer counter, opened the drawer and took out three stacks of bills.

Then, he walked towards Zhao Feng and the others. His eyes were extremely indifferent, with a hint of contempt in them. It was as though he was a king looking down at his own people. If someone irritated the king, death shall fall upon his whole family.

Although Zhang Han's pace was slow, it gave the people in front of him quite a bit of pressure!

Even Zhao Feng's facial expression changed slightly.

'He is a master!'

Zhao Feng's pupils slightly shrank.

"If you want to collect fees, do it honestly," Zhang Han placed the money in the yellow-haired man's hand and said with a smile, "Your power is not determined by your voice. If you dare to step in here in the future, then you will catch your death."

Zhang Han's words were plain, yet they gave off a pressure as heavy as Mt. Tai. Other than Zhao Feng, the others all felt that this pressure was stronger than Tang Zhan.

This was a society ruled by law, but they didn't doubt Zhang Han's words at all. They all had the same feeling in their hearts. If the yellow-haired really came to the restaurant next time, then his life would truly be in danger!

Who is he? How? How could he emit such a great pressure?

Especially the yellow-haired man, he felt the greatest pressure. At this moment, he actually wanted to open his mouth and say, "I understand."

However, in front of his brothers, he felt that if he did not have any reaction, it would be very embarrassing. It would be much humiliating if he acted like a coward especially in the presence of Zhao Feng. He even believed that if he behaved like a fighter and was appreciated by Zhao Feng, he would definitely get promoted quickly in the Society.

Therefore, the young man endured the monstrous pressure. With a flushed face, he gritted his teeth and said, "You?"

Just as the words left his mouth, suddenly.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the yellow-haired youth's face turned from red to white.

Drops of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

On his chest, a huge fist was lying there.

This fist was not Zhang Han's, but Zhao Feng's.

Zhao Feng used half of his power to launch a punch, causing the yellow-haired to be in extreme pain. He was in such great pain that he couldn't even speak. This made the expressions of Zhao Feng's other subordinates shrink.

From that muffled sound, it was clear that this punch was not light.

Zhao Feng didn't even look at the yellow-haired. Instead, he stared at Zhang Han and said apologetically, "Sir, I'm really sorry for not teaching my men properly. It was my fault for scaring your daughter."

"Alright, you can leave since you've collected the money."

Zhang Han gave a faint glance at him. From him, Zhang Han could feel the bloodlust of a soldier. After saying this, Zhang Han turned around and walked over to Liang Mengqi. He held Meng Meng and sat down at the dining table to coax her, ignoring Zhao Feng and the others.

"Uh ?"

He smiled and said, "Sir, we are not here to collect fees recklessly, there are also some local thugs here. If they come here to mess around, you can give me a call. Here is my business card, your restaurant is very interesting, I'll pay a visit to your restaurant again when I get the chance. Goodbye."

After finishing his words, Zhao Feng led the way out. It was true that they collected the protection fees and at the same time, they would also be responsible for the restaurant's safety. If someone caused trouble, then these people would be able to arrive in less than five minutes to resolve the problem. However, under normal circumstances, the numbers on the name cards they left would be the company's special numbers, but this time, Zhao Feng left his private number.

Because he felt that Zhang Han was not an ordinary man. He could even be described with the word 'terrifying'!

In his heart, he even felt that if he were to fight with the owner of this restaurant, he would definitely be the one to lose!

But... He was one of the top three in the special forces back then!

As for him ? Was he really just the owner of a restaurant?

Zhao Feng walked out of the room with a slightly absent-minded expression.

"Brother Feng, why did you hit me just now?" The yellow-haired man's face turned slightly pale as he said innocently.

"Bang!"

This time, Zhao Feng didn't hold back his power at all. He kicked the yellow-haired five meters away and the yellow-haired fell on the ground, covering his stomach while sweating.

"We are collecting fees, not causing trouble. If you dare do this again, I will break your legs and throw you out of Xiangjiang!" Zhao Feng's face was calm as he spoke with an incomparably cold tone.

His words scared the others into silence!

In the underworld, no one had ever doubted the words of "the Madman." His nickname was earned through blood, and he never broke his word.

"I, I know ?" The yellow-haired painfully grinned and replied with difficulty. He knew that if he didn't respond, with Zhao Feng's personality, he would probably attack him again.

"Next one!" Zhao Feng coldly said as he led the way to the next restaurant.

The yellow-haired was able to stand up with the helped of his two companions and followed quietly behind them. After this incident, the other restaurants would probably receive quite a bit of polite treatment.

In Zhang Han's restaurant.

"Meng Meng, haven?t I already told you that they were just ants? We don't need to be afraid," Zhang Han said to Meng Meng with a smile.

"But, but they look too scary?" she said weakly.

"That's right. Meng Meng is a cute and soft girl. How can she not be afraid of those ugly guys?" Liang Mengqi said with a light smile.

"You're pretty brave." Zhang Han glanced at Liang Mengqi and shook her head with a smile.

"Humph! I'm not afraid of those hooligans. Mister, I am telling you thankfully, we're here today. Do you know who Qing Qing is? Let me tell you, Qingqing is a black belt holder in Taekwondo!" Liang Mengqi raised her head and said in a slightly pleased tone.

"Oh? Is that so? That's great." Zhang Han looked at Yu Qingqing strangely.

"Of course, Qingqing is very powerful." Zhao Dahu shook his head and said.

"Nope." Yu Qingqing walked over and looked at Zhang Han in surprise. "The owner scared them away with a few words. I can't compare with him."

Zhao Feng and the others weren't the only ones who felt that pressure just now. Yu Qingqing also clearly felt that monstrous pressure.

Liang Mengqi and Zhao Dahu, on the other hand, did not have much of a reaction; they only felt that Zhang Han was very imposing. The more skilled one was, the more clearly he can feel the pressure. It was like that two people in society would tell, upon a short stare, whether his rival was a tough guy or was trying to show off his strength.

"My, my daddy is the best." Every time someone praised Zhang Han, Meng Meng would feel as if they were praising her. The pride in her heart was all displayed on her face. The most important thing was that for Zhang Han, it was still very enjoyable.

Which father didn't want to be high and mighty in the eyes of their children!

"Cough, cough."

Seeing Zhang Han's sweet smile and good mood, Liang Mengqi felt the opportunity had been knocking on the door. She coughed lightly and said, "Um? Mister, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Yes, go ahead."

Zhang Han nodded his head slightly. He was such a man who would show much greater respect in return to whom showed respect to him. Of course, there was different kinds of respect in the eyes of Zhang Han. Just the respect in words was useless, but Zhang Han had regarded the act of Liang Mengqi standing in front of Meng Meng just now as true 'respect'.

Therefore, Zhang Han would consider her request.

"Mister, can you cook more rice for once? See, Madame Zhao isn't even full yet." Liang Mengqi glanced at Zhao Dahu and said.

Zhao Dahu was stunned for a moment and then overjoyed. He agreed with a flattering look on his face, "That's right, Mister, Big Brother. I really can't get enough to eat."

"You deserve it if you don't have enough to eat!" Hearing Zhao Dahu's vulgar words and tone, Yu Qingqing felt goosebumps all over her body. She said, "Scram! Don't be so disgusting!"

"But I really can't fill my stomach?" Zhao Dahu said pitifully.

"The rice pot here is not big enough. Every time I cook, I make the most of it." Zhang Han shook his head and said.

When Liang Mengqi heard this, she paused for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Then, why don't we buy a new larger steamer instead?"

Zhao Dahu's eyes lit up and he quickly said, "That's right, that's right. How about we change the pot? I'll pay for it. Oh no, I'll buy it!"

Meng Meng found their expressions interesting. She raised her hand and cheered, "Change the pot. Change the pot..."

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Zhang Han smiled and nodded, "Sure."

"Yay!" Zhao Dahu jumped up in joy and said enthusiastically, "Mister, go take a rest. I'll take care of everything here."

"Mm, as long as you don?t mess it up." Zhang Han didn't care what they did, and he just reminded them and then walked upstairs with Meng Meng in his arms.

"Don't worry, we won't mess it up!" Zhao Dahu set an order for himself with a serious expression.