Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han sent a message to Zhu Dong.

Let the car park far away.

He ran over and blocked the window.

When I went upstairs just now.

Wang Han saw the young couple hugging each other and chewing.

How can a normal person kiss with their eyes open?

It’s still time to be honest with each other.

Moreover, the shoes and clothes of both people were thrown aside, which was obviously a very passionate start.

The young man was wearing a raincoat, but the hands were fixed at half past six, but the raincoat had obviously been exposed to rain.

Furthermore, the two people’s hands were placed in the wrong place.

Not to mention experienced drivers, even those with zero experience in actual combat and a little bit of theory can understand. How could anyone be so polite as to put two hands on the other person's shoulders at that time.

Plato was not so conservative.

Not only that.

The pile of clothes looked messy, but they were actually numbered. One pile of clothes was obviously messy and something was wrong. Judging from the radius of the young couple's battle venue, that place had not been affected.

So there is only one truth!

They were both frightened.

And the reason why he still does this after being frightened is easy to figure out.

They are threatened!

Zhu Dong was already in place outside the door.

Wang Han walked upstairs.

The second floor.

Fang Zhengping was about to get out of the pile of clothes.

Suddenly I heard footsteps, and immediately got in again, staring outside nervously, with a nervous expression.

When he saw a new face, Fang Zhengping breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel like I'm just so nervous that I'm scaring myself.

Wang Han quickly covered his eyes, "Sorry, I'm buying clothes!"

As he spoke, Wang Han shyly ran downstairs.

The young couple looked nervously into the pile of clothes.

Fang Zhengping put his hand out and sat among the pile of clothes.

He smiled at the young couple.

"Don't tell anyone."

The young couple, Lian Amang, rushed to answer, "We have never seen you!"

Fang Zhengping nodded with satisfaction, "I'm a little hungry, go buy me some haggis soup."

The young couple hurriedly got dressed and headed downstairs.

Fang Zheng was lying flat on his back among a pile of clothes.

He stared at the roof, the hatred pouring out of his eyes.

He grabbed the clothes at hand with both hands and tore them into pieces in anger.

"You bastard! Wait for me! I'm going to get back everything I've lost! I'm going to make you kneel on the ground and smash your head in! You arrest my daughter! I'll arrest your wife and children!"

blah blah blah!

The sound of a lighter suddenly came.

Fang Zhengping suddenly raised his head nervously, and his skin was startled with goosebumps.

Looking in the direction of the stairs.

A wisp of green smoke slowly floated up.

Fang Zheng stood up in confusion.

Looking at the stairs with great nervousness, I felt an ominous premonition. My body involuntarily stepped back, and I opened my clothes, ready to break the window at any time.

The moment he saw Wang Han come out.

Fang Zhengping's newly grown hair stood up in fear.

Wang Han leaned against the wall, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and smiled at Fang Zhengping.

"Fang Zhengping, what else do you want to do?"

The square face was distorted, and the originally blue face looked even more abstract and ferocious at this time.

"Wang Han!!!

The next time we see you, I will peel off your skin, eat your flesh, twitch your tendons, and drink your blood! Kill your relatives! Insult your wife and children! Useless of your limbs!

That day is not too far away! "

After Fang Zhengping finished speaking, he opened the window and rushed outside.

Unexpectedly, it just came out.

He landed awkwardly and hadn't run very long.

A scarlet light flashed past.

Fang Zhengping made a muffled sound and fell to the ground on the spot, with a hideous wound directly appearing on his chest.

Zhu Dong came slowly with the Blood Moon Pagoda in hand.

Fang Zhengping still wanted to struggle to stand up.

The hamstring was broken by the Blood Moon Pagoda in Zhu Dong's hand.

"I was careless just now. I asked you to run away while climbing the wall. You don't really think you can do it, do you?"

Fang Zhengping raised his head and looked upstairs.

Wang Han was lying on the window sill, smoking a cigarette and smiling at Fang Zhengping.

"Oh! Isn't this Lao Fang? Isn't this! We meet again. Thinking back to the last time we met, it was a few seconds ago! When we parted last time, you said you would kill me the next time we meet! It scared me. !”

Wang Han jumped down from the building.

Kneeling next to Fang Zhengping.

Wang Han covered his eyes and let go of his hand.

"Oh! Isn't this Lao Fang? We meet again!"

Wang Han covered his eyes again, then let go of his hand again, and looked at Fang Zhengping in surprise, "Hey! Isn't this old Fang? What a coincidence! We meet again!"

Fang Zheng had bitten his teeth into pieces, and his eyes with only a black spot and mostly white eyes glared at Wang Han.

Snapped!

Wang Han slapped Fang Zhengping on the face, knocking out half of Fang Zhengping's teeth.

"Drink my blood?"

Snapped!

Wang Han slapped him again!

"Eat me?"

Clap clap clap!

Wang Han opened his bow from left to right and hit a few more big mouths.

"Take off my skin? Beat my tendons? Kill my relatives? Use my limbs?"

Wang Han stood up.

He kicked Fang Zhengping in the face. Before Fang Zhengping could scream, Wang Han kicked Fang Zhengping in the crotch.

"Insulting my wife and children?"

Wang Han squatted next to Fang Zhengping again.

Looking at Fang Zhengping whose face had been deformed, he showed a bright smile to Fang Zhengping.

"Fang Fang, it is not advisable to dance in a minefield! You are not allowed to engage in my business and touch my relatives!"

Fang Zhengping was a little confused. It could be seen with the naked eye that the thing on his neck was sinking into Fang Zhengping's skin.

It feels like it's about to come together.

With a look from Wang Han, Zhu Dong disabled Fang Zhengping's hands and feet and stuffed them into the car.

Zhu Dong drove.

Wang Han sat in the back row and studied Fang Zhengping.

Looking at Fang Zhengping's full head of hair.

The hair that grows back is very thick.

Wang Han pulled one down.

I didn’t expect this thing to be very flexible.

It feels like tearing off that inferior rubber band.

The torn hair curled up.

Wang Han observed that when he was a child, he saw his classmates combing their pulled hair to see if it was curled to determine whether they would pass the exam.

I stared at my hair and was about to throw it away.

Wang Han suddenly discovered that the square hair that he pulled out could move on its own.

At first I thought I was dazzled by masturbating too much.

Upon closer inspection, I found that it was really moving.

Like a little bug.

Wang Han stared with big eyes, thought for a moment and pulled a piece of hair from Fang Zhengping's head.

Both hairs are moving.

Wang Han then pulled out more than a dozen roots.

More than a dozen of them are moving.

Wang Han glanced casually and saw the centipede-shaped ridge on the back of Fang Zhengping's neck.

When I saw the dense whiskers on its body, I instantly realized that these things were not Roshizi's hair at all, these were the whiskers of this disgusting thing!

Wang Han quickly opened the car window and threw his hair out.

Looking at Fang Zhengping who was in a coma.

Before realizing that the hair was a mustache, Wang Han had no reaction when he touched it. Now that he knew it, he felt a little uncomfortable.

This full head of hair is like its tentacles.

Wang Han looked at the thing on Fang Zhengping's neck again and found that two-thirds of the thing had sunk into Fang Zhengping's flesh, and the shiny black shell that looked hard was exposed.

I tapped the bottle and it made a clanging sound.

He also inspected Fang Zhengping's hands and feet, and they were very similar to those of the gecko.

Fang Zhengping's body suddenly twitched.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at Wang Han.

His eyes were numb and cold.

Fang Zhengping's body twitched again.

His expression regained some sanity.

Fang Zhengping gasped.

He raised his head and stared at Wang Han.

Fang Zhengping's body couldn't stop trembling.

There was a clicking sound in the throat.

Those eyes with most of the whites staring at Wang Han.

Strange syllables came out of his mouth.

"National... national master!"