Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han wiped his hands.

Zou Shao looked at Wang Han dumbfounded, "You...you have Shennong soil? What does the evil monk have to do with you..."

The words are not over yet.

Yang Yuanlang chopped Zou Shao into pieces with one blow.

Wang Han looked at the six and a half kilograms rolling on the ground.

He glanced at Yang Yuanlang again.

When I saw this person talking and doing things before, I thought it was really a factory setting for a door-to-door son-in-law.

I didn't expect the killer to be so straightforward.

When I killed this couple, it was true and there was no ambiguity at all.

Wang Han was very sure at this moment that the person in front of him was the evil general he was looking for next.

And the weapon in Yang Yuanlang's hand resembles wings.

If Wang Han guessed correctly, it should be similar to the Blood Moon Pagoda in Zhu Dong's hand.

This is the first evil general to have specialized equipment when he appears.

Yang Yuanlang looked at the child in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that his daughter was fine.

Turning his head to look at Wang Han.

He bowed solemnly towards Wang Han.

"Yang Yuen Long, thank you brother for your help!"

Wang Han looked at Yang Yuanlang, he should be about forty years old.

"No, no, no, I'm younger than you! Calling me brother is too much!"

Yang Yuanlang looked at Wang Han and asked, "How old is my little brother?"

"eighteen!"

"Are you really eighteen?"

"What age are you asking about?"

As soon as Wang Han finished speaking, Yan Susu kicked him in the calf.

"Less than thirty." Wang Han patted his calf as usual.

Yang Yuanlang held his fists in his hands, "My little brother is truly a genius to have such skills at this age. I, Yang, will remember the kindness you have given me today, and I will surely repay you with a spring of water one day!"

Wang Han also had other small plans in mind.

"Why are these people chasing you?"

Yang Yuenlang is also frank.

He shook the machete in his hand that was shaped like a wing.

"There is a group of people who want to go to a place. The place they go to needs a few things, one of which is my blood-wing knife.

This Zou Shao was my sworn brother in the early years. I don’t know how he got involved with that group of people. He was originally thinking about taking over everything I had. Taking this opportunity, the power of those people started to eat away at everything I had. In the end, it led to the current ending. "

After Wang Han understood the cause of the incident, "Since the people behind these people are not dead yet, it proves that they will come to you to take your things. I think you are alone. Otherwise, you will Stay in Jiangning City, I have some small power in Jiangning City and can protect you."

Yang Yuanlang smiled and shook his head, "Little brother, you know nothing about the forces behind them. Today's things have troubled you enough. If their people find you later, you put all the responsibilities on me alone." Only one person is responsible for doing things, and I don’t want to drag you into the water, little brother!”

Wang Han looked at Yang Yuanlang and had to say.

What a nice person!

"Since I'm helping you, I've already thought about the consequences. You don't need to worry about this! I'm still saying the same thing. If you don't mind, you can come to my place and I'll protect you!"

Yang Yuanlang shook his head, "This is my business, and I don't want to involve innocent people."

Wang Han thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Let me ask you something. Have you ever dreamed of anything, or do you think I look familiar?"

Yang Yuanlang was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Han, and frowned.

Wang Han reminded again, "For example, what kind of altar did you dream about, or what kind of evil general did you dream about?"

Yang Yuanlang shook his head, "I don't understand what the little brother is saying! But... it's not flattery, I really feel that the little brother has a feeling of deja vu. Little brother, I need your help today, and I will never forget it."

"Then you have nowhere to go now!"

"I have an uncle who lives in a small county near Jiangning City! He is waiting for me there!"

After Wang Han thought for a moment.

Any evil general will only awaken after being forced to the end of the road and practicing the "Shura Devouring Technique".

Yang Yuanlang is still a little bit hot now, and the red anger has not yet been fully charged, so he will have to wait a little longer.

After pulling out the two nails from Yang Yuanlang's body, Wang Han stuffed them into his pocket very naturally.

"Shall I send someone to see you off?"

Yang Yuanlang still shook his head, "No need to bother, little brother, my name is Yang Yuanlang."

"Wang Han!"

Yang Yuanlang grasped Wang Han's wrist.

He took two steps back and gave Wang Han a big salute with his fists raised.

Turn around and leave.

Wang Han looked at Yang Yuanlang's back.

This person seems to be the most righteous among all the evil generals.

In terms of initial combat ability alone, he was also the strongest among the evil generals Wang Han encountered.

Wang Han asked people to keep an eye on Yang Yuanlang secretly.

Weighing the loot just obtained.

This thing is only a half-step divine product. If used in conjunction with the Five Elements Flag, it can play a huge role.

This trip was not in vain.

Zou Shao's gang of dog-legged trees fell down and scattered, and they were all gone long ago.

Wang Han sent a message and asked the people below to take care of all this.

Yan Susu looked at Yang Yuanlang who was gradually walking away with a frown.

Before this girl came, she came here with the mentality of picking up a child for free, but unfortunately her wish failed.

Wang Han played with the Seven Evil Nails and studied how to maximize the combat effectiveness of this thing.

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

Take it out and take a look.

After seeing it clearly, I was stunned for a long time.

It turned out to be Chen Xuanfu, the living Buddha of Zu'an whom he had not contacted for a long time.

The call was answered.

"Brother Chen, why did you remember to call me?"

Chen Xuanzian's voice on the other end of the phone was a little weak.

"Are you in Jiangning City?"

"Correct!"

"The poor monk was slightly injured. The injury was a little serious. Is your medicine man from the Ten Guys Guild here?"

Wang Han immediately said, "Here, where are you? I'll pick you up?"

Chen Xuanzian coughed, "No need, the poor monk still has some strength, it's only a few dozen miles away, just walk there."

"Who hurt you?" Wang Han asked.

Chen Xuanzian breathed out, "The poor monk didn't see it clearly. He just felt that the other party had a bad temper, his words were rude, and he was very violent. So the poor monk went up and tried to reason with him, but he was beaten until he fainted. Oh my God, I just woke up, he was in the Gobi."

Wang Han twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Should I go pick you up?"

"No, let's not talk about it for now. I'm hungry. I'm going to make a bowl of ramen."

Wang Han smiled helplessly.

"Okay, then if you need anything, call me and I'll pick you up!"

"it is good!"

Wang Han hung up the phone.

I scanned the shared bicycles and rode towards the place where I parked my car at home.

Night falls.

Yang Yuanlang held the child in his arms and kept walking, looking back behind him.

I found that none of Zou Shao's gang of thugs came after them.

My heart was filled with surprise and doubt, and I immediately thought of the young man just now.

I am silently grateful in my heart.

If he hadn't died, he would have repaid this kindness.

He turned back and glanced in the direction of Jiangning City.

The young man before always gave him a feeling of déjà vu, which was a strange feeling.

It felt like taking a nap at a certain moment and suddenly seeing things and characters around me that I had dreamed about.

I took a taxi and rushed directly to the small county town.

After arriving at the place.

Yang Yuanlang made a call but no one answered.

The girl in her arms raised her head.

"Dad, I'm hungry!"

Yang Yuanlang looked around and walked towards a beef ramen shop with his daughter in his arms.

Lift the door curtain.

Just came in.

I saw a dark, bald man standing not far away, eating a bowl of beef ramen.

Yang Yuanlang took another look, ordered his meal and sat down.

While eating.

The door curtain opened, and a middle-aged man walked in from the outside. He walked in with a smile and a man with a toothpick in his mouth and a face full of pits.

"Keke, go ask your mother to cook two dishes for your Uncle Luo."

The little boy took a look and ran to the kitchen. After a while, a woman came out.

After seeing the man with a pitted face, the woman's eyes flashed with anger.

The middle-aged man immediately motioned with his eyes to go in and cook.

Pulling out the chair, the middle-aged man asked the man with a pitted toothpick in his mouth to sit down, holding his hands in front of his chest and saying with a smile.

"Boss Luo, look, you have lent us the yuan for almost two years. When you borrowed it, you said you would pay it back within two months if the turnover is high. Our family really needs money now. My dad is waiting to do it. What about the surgery? Look..."

When the man with a pitted face heard this, he said, "If you talk to me about money today, I will leave."

The middle-aged man immediately pulled up the man with a pitted face.

"Boss Luo, please wait, sit down, let's eat first."

When the food was served, the man with a pitted face picked up his chopsticks and ate.

The proprietress hesitated to speak, but the shop owner indicated with his eyes that she should go to the kitchen and wait.

Halfway through the meal, the shop owner spoke again.

"How was your meal, Boss Luo?"

"Let's work together." The man with a pitted face spit out the half-eaten dish into the plate and threw the paper he had wiped his mouth into the bowl.

Get up and go.

The middle-aged man quickly grabbed the man with a pitted face.

"Boss Luo, I just finished eating and had a bowl of noodle soup. Let's have a chat."

"What do you want to talk about? I have something else to do." The man with a pitted face stood up and left.

"Boss Luo, please forgive me. I'm really waiting for money to treat my father's illness. It's not easy to make some money. Otherwise, if you don't do this, you can only pay me yuan. I don't want the yuan." Is that okay?”

The middle-aged man with a pitted face burped, "No money."

The landlady ran out of the back kitchen angrily, her eyes red with anger.

"What did you say when you borrowed money? When you borrowed money, we saw that you were pitiful and we lent it to you. You said that we would pay it back as soon as we started working. It's been more than a year and you still haven't paid it back. How come you owe money?" Those who don’t repay will become grandsons?”

The middle-aged man with a pitted face smiled and said, "Then what should you do? Why don't you go call the police? Hehe!"

"Pay back the money! You won't let me leave until you pay back the money!" The boss's wife rushed up and grabbed the man with a pitted face, and the man pushed the boss's wife hard.

"No money! Why don't you kill me? How many taels of meat can I sell? Come on!" The man put his head on the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man said again, "Boss Luo, it's not easy to pay back the money."

"I don't have any money, and I won't give you my life."

The man with a pitted face turned his head and walked out.

The heavy-eyed monk sitting at the table next to him drank the soup in his bowl in one gulp.

Wiped his mouth.

Get up slowly.

Smile and be kind.