Chapter 7137： Just come back

Auntie's body was trembling and her neck was turning stiffly. She finally saw it clearly. Zhang Xiaofan was standing alive at the gate at this moment, and Zhang Xiaoqiang followed him step by step.

"Zhang ..... Zhang Xiaofan, he ..... he actually returned ?!"

The moment the uncle saw Zhang Xiaofan, the whole person was directly stiff there, like a stone statue, stiff, and an unprecedented horror and incredible expression appeared on the old face.

In the eyes of the old Zhang family, who once was like a god, they used their shoulders to carry the old Zhang family, which was still in a remote mountainous area, directly to Gusu City.

And with his own strength, Zhang Xiaofan, who was competing in various places in the Jiangnan area, was back, did he actually come back? !!

but.....

But how is this possible? This makes no sense!

Shouldn't Zhang Xiaofan have died tragically under the imperial cannon of the Russians two years ago?

This is ...

This is Lu Jianming, who told Zhang Daping himself that everyone in the old Zhang family is no stranger to this bad news.

Everyone once thought that Zhang Xiaofan had died in a foreign country, but how could this man who should have been dead for a long time appear vividly in front of everyone in the audience?

At this moment, the auntie is a dead chicken, and her head is ‘Om—! ’With a sound, it ’s completely blown up!

"Slap ....."

As for the second uncle Zhang Guangyuan, he was so frightened that his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground straight.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

However, Zhang Xiaofan never looked at his aunt from beginning to end. The second uncle glanced at his grandfather Zhang Zhengguo with this slightly guilty look.

"OK .... OK .... OK ...."

"Just come back ..... just come back ....."

Zhang Zhengguo trembled and stood up, two lines of old tears slipped involuntarily, and the upper and lower lips were shaking uncontrollably, said.

This year and a half of time, for him Zhang Xiaofan, is just a retreat in the dark world, time is as fleeting as the white horse.

But in the same time, for Zhang Zhengguo, an old man who is so rare, this is like living a good life, as if a century has passed.

The pain of bereavement of a grandson is greater than the sky. For Zhang Zhengguo, this blow is just like a thunderstorm. It is too great.

If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaofan who once used Zhang Xiaoguo and Lei Xianguo to help Zhang Zhengguo wash his hair, then I am afraid that this old man may not be able to survive these two years!

Whenever I think about it, the guilt and apology in the bottom of Zhang Xiaofan's eyes are getting stronger and stronger, and his heart is stronger for the murderer who forced the old Zhang family into such a field!

"Xiao Fan, how did you come back?"

"Before, Mr. Lu personally told us that you had been attacked by a BLU-5 vacuum bomb in the Far East Theater on the Western Siberian Plain ...."

At this time, even when Uncle Zhang Guangming was not confused at this time, he remained calm and calm, and frowned and asked.

"Yes, Xiaofan, how did you escape? ..."