Chapter 957 (1/2)

There is no doubt about the attitude of Zhuang Tang and Gong Tian. They have already planned to advance and retreat with Su Yingxia. Even if they are enemies of the whole apocalypse, they will never retreat. After all, what they have now is given by Han 3000.

And with Su Yingxia's present strength, if they dare to betray each other, they will be doomed.

”He Xiaoxiao, you don't have to waste your breath. Even if we die, we will die with Miss Su.” Zhuang Tang said.

He Xiaoxiao sees that they have such a tough attitude, and they have nothing to do for a moment. They can't control Han Nian. How can she have the capital to negotiate with Su Yingxia?

”Where is Han 3000?” At this time, Su Yingxia asked he Qingfeng.

He Qingfeng grinned and said, ”don't you know the Apocalypse very well? How can you not know where he has gone?”

Su Yingxia fiercely stepped on the foot, moderate strength control, although let he Qingfeng feel severe pain, but did not cause serious damage to him.

”Are you still qualified to talk to me like this?” Su Yingxia said coldly.

He Qingfeng's head is full of cold sweat. He knows that as long as he adds a little more strength to his foot, he will be useless.

Seeing this, he Xiaoxiao burst into tears, but he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, she knew her identity as a young lady, which was worthless at all.

Only the weak are afraid of her identity.

And the real strong, she simply disdained.

”I'll ask you for the last time where he went.” Su Yingxia said.

He Qingfeng is frightened. He knows that if he doesn't tell Su Yingxia, the next time it will be more than pain.

At this time, the figure of an old man came in a hurry.

”Welcome summer, why are you here?” After the old man ran close, he was panting, with a little helpless bitterness on his face.

”Old Yi, with your strength, you don't have to show your breath so much on purpose?” Su Yingxia said without saving face.

Yi Lao's face was embarrassed, and he soon put away his breathing.

”My little granddaughter is here too. Please let my grandfather hold her.” Yi Lao sees Han Nian, his eyes are shining, and he goes to Han Nian.

When old Yi accepted Han Nian as his granddaughter, Han Nian was still a baby, so there was no old Yi in her impression.

At the moment, I see old Yi walking towards me like a strange grandfather and hiding behind Zhuang Tang.