Zhang Chen was so angry that he got up from his chair, aimed at the figure, and launched a counterattack.

There was actually only air in front of him, and his little fist slid through Mo Mo's image without any obstruction.

Mo Mo stood firmly, hooked his fingers, and aimed at the back of the little boy's head again.

Zhang Chen didn't hide at all.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The sudden sound startled Zhang Chen, as if his head had been hit. He hugged his head reflexively.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Mo Mo knocked on the back of Zhang Chen's head, making a tinny sound. He was so happy. "Little bastard, you must have been scared. This is even!"

"Mo Mo!" Lao Jiang couldn't stand it anymore, "How old are you?"

"This kid is too brave and needs repairing."

Gudong! A box passed through Zhang Chen and fell to the ground.

Mo Mo bent down and picked up the box, opened the lid and took out a stick of air-dried meat, and put it into his mouth.

Zhang Chen swallowed his saliva and pounced forward.

Mo Mo subconsciously took a step back. When he tilted his hand, the dried meat in the box was scattered all over the floor.

"I'll go!" He lowered his head to pick it up.

But the little boy was wandering around, causing him to step on several roots.

Lan Ze came back happily with a lollipop in his mouth. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the two men fighting each other in the air, and they seemed to be playing harmoniously.

He raised a handful of lollipops in his hand and waved them.

Zhang Chen swallowed hard and asked in surprise: "Grandpa, where have you been?"

"Here we go again!" Mo Mo smiled evilly.

"Mo Mo, it seems I didn't give you complete authorization." Lan Ze threw the lollipop to his grandson.

Zhang Chen immediately put a lollipop in his mouth, his eyebrows dancing with joy.

There was something in his mouth, which seemed to be pulling hard.

"I'll give it a try. I didn't expect this road to be possible." Mo Mo twitched the corner of his mouth. Looking around, he couldn't find the direction of his father. He smiled awkwardly and disappeared.

"I'll settle the score with you later!" Lan Ze knew he could hear it.

Stealing permissions from Lanze's workstation could lead to jail time at worst.

"Grandpa," Zhang Chen immediately came over and showed Lan Ze the image of Mo Mo holding dried meat in his mouth. "This looks delicious."
Chapter completed!