Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 1203 Gifts

The boss seemed to have remembered something interesting, and he was out of breath laughing.

Wang Han also laughed along.

The boss shook his head, "That fortune teller also said that I can still meet a real dragon in my life! Damn it, that fortune teller I met more than ten years ago, more than ten years have passed, and I am still buried in the dust. The person with the neck, oh, you said that people know their destiny at fifty, how can I still know whether I can get a real dragon?

This liar is really the same, no matter what age, he will say anything to deceive me into a pack of instant noodles! "

Wang Han lit another cigarette for his boss, "That's right, these fortune tellers only know how to tell lies!"

As if he had found a confidant, the boss chatted happily with Wang Han, "Brother, how long will this survey take?"

"About half a month or so." Wang Han said nonsense seriously.

"I saw many of you entering the mountain yesterday. Why are there only so few of you today?"

Wang Han laughed and said, "Hey, it's normal. After entering the mountain, you still need GPS positioning, take pictures, run the line and draw pictures, pull the machine to detect whether there are mines below, and finally upload data and so on. It's something special. Many, after entering, we all have a specific route, which takes a long time.

After a while, if you see a group of dusty people coming out of the mountain from other places, you have to look carefully. Those people are not necessarily beggars. If not, they are still engaged in geological exploration. "

The boss smiled and said, "Young man, you are really good at making jokes."

After chatting with the boss for a while.

Wang Han bought a cigarette and put it under his arm and walked out of the small shop.

There was still no news from the cave.

There are manic fat remains in the cave now.

Wang Han checked the exits in that place, and there were only two. One of them collapsed. If he wanted to get out, he could only get out of the mezzanine. If the mezzanine was not secure, he would still encounter the group of soldiers.

So there's a lot of danger, and there's no food in there.

Fang Zhengping couldn't hold on for long.

Time flies and three days pass.

The buzzing signal tower is still shining brightly.

During this period, there was finally a chance to go down. Qi Yanan called and the two had a video call. Wang Han didn't know what Yaozi and Qi Yanan said on the video call. Yaozi almost exploded that night.

Wang Han asked Quail to come over and take care of the boy, and he went to stay there himself.

Time passed day by day, and when Wang Han had nothing to do, he would go and play with that young man.

The young man's name is Chu Liu.

The sixth day of Chi Chu.

I lived in a dilapidated old house with no furniture at all. The quilts in the room were all soaked and soaked. The family was very poor. The cleanest thing in the room was a licked bowl.

Wang Han asked Quail to lead people to repair the old house.

After several days of observation, Wang Han didn't find anything special about the sixth day of the lunar month. He would be in a daze every day after waking up, and when it was ninety o'clock, he would take a group of children from the village out to play.

When he was hungry at noon, he would take his bowl and go from house to house begging for food. Anyone who had extra food would give it to him.

Play after eating.

I lived happily every day, and Wang Han looked envious.

It is really comfortable to live such a carefree life.

I waited for half a month.

Still no movement.

Fang Zhengping still didn't come out.

Wang Han came up with the idea of going down to take a look, but when he glanced down at the mezzanine, he was still frightened.

I actually wanted to take Chu Liu down with me, but I felt it was unethical.

Wang Han asked Quail to find bricks and cement and directly blocked the narrow passage.

I still feel a little uneasy.

After all, Fang Zhengping's body was not seen.

Wang Han asked Quail to buy a camera and install it in this place.

There are finally some signs of improvement in the light stick of Dingzi.

Not only that, it looks even more majestic than before.

Yao Zi has changed from a frown to a smile every day, and I feel like I am a blessing in disguise.

I can't wait to go back and want to surprise Qi Yanan.

He led the people and gradually left the village.

Before leaving, Chu Liu was running behind the car, leading a group of children from the village.

Wang Han waved to Chu Liu.

Chu Liu smirked at Wang Han and waved too.

The car gradually disappeared from Chu Liu's sight.

Chu Liu's eyes gradually became clearer.

A strange accent came from his mouth.

It seems like an ancient and vicissitudes of song.

"The wind blows the grass in my hometown,

When will my old friend return?

The wind blows the grass in my hometown,

I don’t see my old friend coming back,

Miss you... My old friend has returned. "

But soon, his eyes became confused again, and his silly smile resumed on his face.

Wang Han held a cigarette and answered the phone, "What's wrong, Old Qiao?"

Qiao Fengchun's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Do you know Zhou Tianxiong, the leader of the Red Lotus Sect?"

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, "We know each other, what's wrong?"

"He sent someone to the Shanhe Meeting, saying that he is your sworn brother, and he even gave you a gift!"

Wang Han was sitting in the passenger seat, with his seat tilted back and his feet in front, "Give me a gift?"

If Zhou Tianxiong, an old guy, could give him a hammer as a gift, Wang Han was determined to kill Zhou Tianxiong.

Qiao Fengchun pondered for a moment, seeming to have something to say.

Wang Han said, "Have you seen the gift he gave me?"

Qiao Fengchun hummed, "You haven't come back for many days. The gift he gave you is a little smelly. My dog kept barking at the gift box. Yaya didn't know it was your gift box, so she gave it to you. opened."

Wang Han said, "What's inside?"

After Qiao Fengchun was silent for a long time, he said, "It's a head."

Wang Han was stunned for longer this time than before.

Zhou Tianxiong sent a head.

Wang Han went through all the possibilities.

"Is that head particularly ugly? Is there a mole on the face?"

"Well, how do you know?" Qiao Fengchun asked.

Wang Han was so happy, how could he not know?

It was the same as Wang Han guessed.

"One of the deputy leaders of the Red Lotus Sect, Zhang Ying, right?"

"Yes!" Qiao Fengchun also checked the owner of this head. After checking, Qiao Fengchun didn't understand why Zhou Tianxiong would kill his men.

"Is there anything going on between you two?"

Wang Han laughed and said, "Zhou Tianxiong and I have a life-and-death friendship!"

But soon, Wang Han calmed down.

Based on Wang Han's understanding of Zhou Tianxiong's old bastard, Zhang Ying was at least halfway to the throne and could be regarded as Zhou Tianxiong's right-hand man. If he were killed at this time, it would definitely be a big loss.

Zhou Tianxiong would not kill Zhang Ying just to please Wang Han.

"Old Qiao, send someone to deliver the head to Tianpengque's house."

"Okay! If you need anything, just say it."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Han called Painted Skin Ghost again.

"A head will be sent over later. Check it carefully to see if there are any traces of disguise."

Painted Skin Ghost yawned.

"understood."

Wang Han didn't believe that Zhou Tianxiong, an old cunt, would really kill Zhang Ying to make amends to Wang Han.

There must be something fishy about it.

Zhang Ying killed Zhu Dong's father, and later whipped Zhu Dong's father to death. For revenge, Wang Han promised Zhu Dong that he would let Zhu Dong kill Zhang Ying himself.

Now Zhu Dong has the opportunity to kill Zhang Ying.

Both of them are waiting for the opportunity to break into the Red Lotus Sect!

Zhou Tianxiong, a hypocrite, would never be so kind as to seek peace.

On the way, Wang Han answered Lei Xiaohua's call, saying that they were getting married and hoped that Wang Han could come over.

Wang Han agreed.

Stayed at the hotel for the night.

The dog basket lives next door and is testing the strength of enchanted weapons with Qi Yanan.

Wang Han plugged his ears and tried to calm down.

While peeing.

Something in my pocket vibrated.

Wang Han took it out.

I found it was the little bell.