Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han was stunned for a few seconds.

Wang Han hadn't heard this name for a long time.

But this name Wang Han is not unfamiliar at all.

A long time ago, Wang Han learned from Yang Qing'e who was in the Nine Phoenix Swallowing Dragon Bronze Coffin that the former Qiu Chi Imperial Master was also named Wang Han. Not only did he have the same name and surname as Wang Han, but he also looked exactly the same.

Wang Han looked at Fang Zhengping.

It was impossible for Fang Zhengping to know Wang Han before.

Moreover, Fang Zhengping's current state is more like losing his sense of subjective judgment.

This made Wang Han have to wonder if the thing behind Fang Zhengping's neck controlled Fang Zhengping before Fang Zhengping said this. Could it be that this thing has memories of Wang Han?

Before the combination, it was Yang Qing'e who was found in the water cave and buried there.

And Yang Qing'e is also from Qiu Chi.

It all ties together.

But why does this strange and disgusting thing that looks like a centipede control people? Could it be that this thing can tamper with people's memories?

Is this thing parasitic on people or completely robbed of people?

Wang Han observed Fang Zhengping.

Fang Zhengping was confused and sober for a while.

"Leader, what should we do with him? Kill him or not?" Zhu Dong turned around and asked Wang Han.

Wang Han shook his head, "No for now, my fourth sister has a biological research team under her, and they can study Fang Zhengping. Those foreigners are very interested in this thing, which proves that this thing is of great research value. , in this case, we cannot fall behind them, and we must speed up the process.”

Fang Zhengping's body twitched.

The controlled body squirmed, saliva flowed from the mouth, and the taste was foul.

Wang Han found a plastic bag and hung it on Fang Zhengping's ear to prevent the contents of his mouth from flowing on the seat.

Fang Zhengping's limbs rotated uncontrollably.

Wang Han watched helplessly as Fang Zhengping's body became thinner, as if all his energy and blood had been drained.

And the thing on the back of his neck took root again into Fang Zhengping's flesh.

The back of Fang Zheng's neck looked a bit abrupt before, but now it is almost even with the skin.

At first glance, it looks like a square and flat spine, with a bit of a mechanical feel.

Fang Zhengping's hands and feet twitched.

Wang Han suddenly fixed his gaze on Fang Zhengping's hands and feet. When he was stuffed into the car just now, Zhu Dong had already broken Fang Zhengping's hand tendons and hamstrings.

At this moment, Wang Han watched helplessly as Fang Zhengping's severed hand tendons and hamstrings began to squirm in Fang Zhengping's wounds.

Taking a closer look, there were many tiny whiskers growing out of his tendons and hamstrings.

This thing is actually repairing itself.

Not only that, the blue color on Fang Zhengping's face was also fading away little by little, and he felt that he might return to his normal skin color after a while.

Wang Han looked at Fang Zhengping in confusion.

In order to prevent anything special happening to Fang Zhengping.

Wang Han took out the God-Slaying Gun and pointed the black muzzle at Fang Zhengping's head. Whenever Fang Zhengping had even the slightest delusion, Wang Han would make him confused.

Fang Zhengping seemed to have seen the gun in Wang Han's hand, and his mood stabilized a lot.

But his body still couldn't stop twitching.

Wang Han lit a cigarette.

Fang Zhengping kept twisting.

When the car arrived at the airport, Fang Zhengping's wound was no longer bleeding, and his swollen face had also subsided a lot.

Fang Zhengping's eyes also began to return to their normal appearance little by little.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fang Zhengping's eyes looked a little strange.

Very spooky.

Normal people's eyes looked very alert, but Fang Zhengping's eyes seemed to be staring straight ahead, numb, dull, cold and heartless.

Dragging Fang Zhengping onto the arranged private plane.

Wang Han was observing Fang Zhengping all the time.

When the plane is about to land.

Fang Zhengping's whole person has returned to his normal appearance.

It's just that when those eyes look at people, they feel uncomfortable no matter how they look at them, and they feel a little bit hairy in their hearts, like that of a perverted murderer.

Fang Zhengping stared at Wang Han.

The two looked at each other.

Fang Zhengping smiled at Wang Han, "Let's make a deal!"

Wang Han observed Fang Zhengping.

Recalling that when he was in Li Village, the village guard named Chu Liu was also controlled by this thing, but he was stupid.

I was bitten by this thing on the loudspeaker before. Although I was poisoned, it was a blessing in disguise, which caused my combat power to skyrocket.

This thing is very strange, and it really needs to be studied carefully.

Fang Zhengping saw that Wang Han was silent, and then said, "The map I took out in that cemetery before was tampered with. In other words, even if you get the complete map now, it is still fake. , you can’t find the ancient underwater city, I can give you the real picture.

The condition is, you have to let me go! You have to leave my daughter to me! "

Wang Han put his gun against Fang Zhengping's head, "That picture is not very important. Others already know what that picture looks like. They have my people under their control, so I just need to reap the benefits!" "

Fang Zhengping stared at Wang Han and twitched his head, "I can promise you that from now on, the grudges between you and me will be wiped out! You give me enough money to let me go abroad! We will never have anything to do with each other again. Got it!"

Wang Han punched Fang Zhengping on the head.

"Are you smart? Do you think I might let a white-eyed wolf out? Do you think I'm a fool? Do you still want to buy me seeds?"

The black muzzle of the gun stabbed Fang Zhengping in the head several times.

Wang Han was a little confused.

According to Wang Han's hand strength, these few blows would cause even a person in the Three Flower Realm to have big bumps on his head. Fang Zhengping was stunned and didn't react at all, and there was no sign of his head turning blue.

And after the fight, it felt like being hit on a mat.

Out of curiosity, Wang Han slapped him a few more times.

Fang Zhengping's eyes were about to burst into flames as he glared at Wang Han.

Wang Han came close and touched Fang Zhengping's head, which only had a few dents.

"Does it hurt, Old Fang?"

Fang Zhengping yelled, "What the hell do you think?"

"I'm not you! How do I know whether you are in pain or not? How dare you talk back?"

Wang Han pushed his gun hard against Fang Zhengping's head, causing Fang Zhengping's teeth to gnash.

There are only dented marks, just like the skin has been pinched, and the recovery is much faster than normal people.

Wang Han held Fang Zhengping's head and studied it.

To the touch, the skin's body temperature is much lower than normal human body temperature.

It's more like touching a cold-blooded animal.

Fang Zhengping looked up at Wang Han with eyes that couldn't hide the murderous intent.

Wang Han held Fang Zhengping's face.

Fang Zhengping was extremely angry, and his face became ferocious, as if he was offended.

Wang Han stared at Fang Zhengping, "What did you mean by national master just now?"

Fang Zhengping stared at Wang Han, "You'd better not let me have the chance to kill you!"

Wang Han's eyes turned into vertical pupils.

The moment when the evil spirit spreads out.

Fang Zhengping stopped struggling and stared at Wang Han and yelled.

"National Preceptor! Yang Qing'e wants to usurp the throne!"