Chapter 893

Yan Zheng turned to leave, and tears burst out of his eyes in an instant. But he didn't dare to wipe it, but he walked faster and faster, and finally disappeared from Hanbao's sight.

He crouched in a corner, covered his face with his hands, and finally began to cry out loud.

"Hanbao, uncle is sorry for you."

Hanbao took Wind's hand and walked towards the exit of the airport.

"Uncle Wind, let's go."

The wind did not move.

Han Bao looked at him in astonishment.

"Uncle Wind, what's wrong?"

Hurricane squatted down, took Han Bao's little hand, and said, "Han Bao, there is no competition." Uncle is here to take you to another place. ”

Han Bao has been particularly safety-conscious since he was a child, and he suddenly felt bad about the wind's backsliding.

"Hanbao, listen to my explanation......" Swift Wind chased after him.

The wind martial arts are strong, and it is easy to catch up with Han Bao.

He broke free from the wind and ran away.

"You're the bad guy. I want to go home. ”

They didn't notice that a mysterious man's gaze suddenly turned to them.

This man is 1.9 meters tall and stands out from the crowd. He wears a black trench coat and black sunglasses, and has a spiritual look.

But Hanbao is not so easy to deal with, he is small, agile, and as fast as electricity, like a loach is difficult to catch.

The wind fought with him, and he was afraid of hurting Hanbao. The shot is not ruthless enough, the force is not ruthless enough, and it is endured everywhere.

The man looked at the wind, his lips and teeth lightly opened, "It's a pity that this kid follows you." Let me take him away. ”

The Wind Eagle's pupils suddenly froze, and a few words squeezed out between his teeth: "Unless I die." ”

His gaze was attracted by Han Bao, and the corners of his evil lips outlined a curvature, "Good seedling." ”

He walked slowly, and the wind sensed the stranger's approach, and suddenly stopped, protecting Hanbao behind him.

The wind spun in the air a few times, staggering slightly after landing.

There was a look of appreciation in the man's eyes, "Yes, you are the first one who can catch my wind and thunder fist and stand up." ”

The man moved his wrist and took off his sunglasses.

It was a man who could be called a demon, he walked calmly in front of the wind, his slender hand slowly clenched into a fist, his eyes were cold, and then with a hook, he sent the wind flying.

He kicked out with a shadowless kick, as fast as lightning, but the man easily supported his legs, "You are not my opponent, why resist." ”

Seeing that Hurricle was being bullied, Hanbao raised his fist and suddenly leaped up, his body flew up with the help of Hurricane's shoulders, completing a gorgeous spin acceleration in the air, a 540-degree big spin kick, and the small foot kick was kicked in the man's face.

The internal organs of the wind were shocked, and he already had a clear understanding of this man's strength. It's a formidable opponent.

He had only one thought, "Protect Hanbao." ”

He held Han Bao in his arms, and the next step was to clamp it under his armpit.

Then he walked up to the wind and said, "The wind, huh?" I took this child with me. Don't worry, I'll get him back in less than ten years. ”

"Don't bully me Uncle Wind."

The man elegantly wiped the footprints on his face and said with a smile, "It's a child who can protect his short." Good boy, I like you more and more. ”

Han Bao looked at the wind and cried, "Uncle, uncle, save me......"

The wind rose again......

With that, he strode away.

The wind chased after him for a few steps, but a mouthful of blood spat out, and the man fell to the ground.

Yan Zheng in the airport seemed to have a premonition, and suddenly ran out, and when he saw a man in black holding Han Bao into a chariot, and the wind spat blood from his mouth, covering his stomach and chasing out, Yan Zheng was dumbfounded.

"Hanbao!" Then there was a terrible roar. I chased him out with no fate.

"I'm sorry, President." The wind finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

Yan Zheng knelt on the ground and watched the chariot disappear.