Urban Hidden Dragon

"While I'm talking, why are you so dazed?"

Buddha waved his hand in front of Wang Han.

Wang Han fumbled in his pocket.

He took out a cigarette and lit one.

He groped inside his clothes again.

Buddha looked at Wang Han.

I don’t know what kind of plane Wang Han wants to build.

Whoa!

Wang Han grabbed a handful of dust-proof beads from his pocket and threw them on the table.

After that, he shook the corner of his clothes again, and he could see that a fist-sized lump gradually began to form in the corner of the clothes. Wang Han reached his hand under the inner armpit of the clothes and grabbed a handful of dust-proof beads again. Throw it on the table.

He shook his pants and glanced at Shivering Jiao, "Can you close your eyes?"

Trembling Jiao didn't know why, but she still covered her eyes with her hands.

A normal person would raise his elbows when covering his eyes with his hands, but when Shuishengjiao covered her eyes, she clamped the granary with her arms and felt like the buttons were about to burst.

Buddha glanced at it without paying attention, but Little Buddha was young and energetic, but he still looked at it.

After Wei Shengjiao heard the crashing sound, she spread her fingers through a gap and looked at it.

When he saw Wang Han took out a handful from his trouser pocket, he put his hand into his pants and fumbled out a handful, throwing it on the table.

His eyes widened a lot.

Little Buddha glanced at it.

Wang Han's clothes are different from normal people's clothes.

There is a mezzanine inside, but if you look at it from the outside, the clothes will look slimmer.

"That's it, about two hundred pills. You have to use them first. If you don't have enough, tell me and I will think of a way to get them for you."

Wang Han pulled off a chicken leg and took a bite.

Buddha stared at the pile of dust-proof beads on the table.

Just a few hundred of them are worth over million.

This kid threw it casually, just like throwing an inconspicuous stone.

The princes who come from big families are different from the princes who come from small families.

Wang Han brought so many mainly so that if he met such a good person on the road, he would form a good relationship.

Now that Buddha wanted to use it, he took out most of it.

Wang Han could make hundreds of thousands or more of this thing in a few days.

No need to worry about not having enough.

"Is it enough?" Wang Han asked again.

Buddha came to his senses and quickly checked and found that they were all genuine and not a single one was fake. "Where did you get so many dust-proof beads?"

"Hey, the producer of Bichen Bead and I both wear the same pair of trousers. We can do something through internal channels. It's not a problem."

Buddha smiled broadly and patted Wang Han's shoulder heavily, "Okay! Okay, okay! Hahaha, after three days of recognition, I'm really impressed. You're getting better and better now."

"If you don't have enough men, I will transfer people from Shilaohui and Zhenlong Pavilion for you."

"Okay!" Buddha agreed.

Wang Han threw the bone to the dog at his feet, "Lord Buddha, what is the thing that I gave you for?"

Buddha asked Little Buddha to put away the dust-proof beads.

He said cheerfully, "That turtle shell?"

"Correct!"

"That's my book."

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, "Your uncle? Is your uncle a bastard?"

Buddha clicked his tongue and said, "You little brat, why are you always like this!

that's me! My book! Not my uncle, book! Hug Ke! "

"What the hell?"

"That's the book I read!"

Wang Han suddenly realized it and finally reacted, "My book? You just said book, right? You are so stupid and love to make a fool of yourself."

Buddha had long been accustomed to Wang Han's mouth, and he was eating alone.

Wang Han then asked, "What is my book for?"

Buddha rolled his eyelids and glanced at Wang Han, smiling and saying, "How do I know what your uncle does? Didn't your father tell you?"

Wang Han was laughed at. He had just acted like a boomerang. When will the injustice be repaid?

I poured a glass of wine for Buddha, and the old man and the young man took a sip.

"Lord Buddha, what is this book about? Is it related to the secret realm of the true self? Or is it related to the mysterious organization called me?"

Buddha laughed strangely, "It's been a while since we last met. Has your knowledge reached this point now?"

"Routine routine, after all, the family is big and the business is big, and there are many elders in the family."

Buddha returned to the topic, "What you said is correct, but what this my book records is how the mysterious organization called me came from, and their relationship with the secret realm of the true self."

As soon as Wang Han heard this, he put his hand on Fo Ye's sexy hairy legs and closed the distance between them. "You can continue."

"It's over."

Wang Han patted Buddha's hairy leg and said, "Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not kidding you, it will take some time to translate those oracle bone inscriptions." Fo Ye slapped Wang Han's stupid hand away.

"So how many translations have you done now?"

Buddha picked up the cup and clinked it with Wang Han.

"I was busy running around for my life some time ago, so I only translated a little bit."

Wang Han reacted instantly, "So, the reason why you are being hunted is because you discovered this book of mine?"

"Yes!" Lord Buddha smiled at Wang Han with satisfaction. He liked Wang Han's brain. "The ones who pursue me most fiercely are the gang of young people in Fushi. They don't know where they learned about my book." Exist. Fortunately, I played the golden cicada escape shell, and they all thought I was dead."

"Then what did you translate when you translated it?"

"This is inseparable from me and the evil spirit, and I have two forms, one without form and one with form."

Wang Han looked at Buddha eagerly.

"Go on."

Buddha chewed on the stick bone and said, "That's all I translated."

"How long will it take you to translate all these things?"

Buddha thought for a while, "If I and Yaozi are together with the people we have trained respectively, it will take at least two months, or even longer. You should know that some words are difficult to translate, and sometimes there is only one word difference. Quite a difference."

Wang Han was holding a cigarette, and Wang Han could understand what Buddha said.

It's just that after Buddha said this but didn't finish it, Wang Han felt very itchy.

It's like an advertisement suddenly pops up for you in the middle of a TV show.

Wang Han glanced at Su Qi and asked what time he would return home.

He stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into the mouth of the dog at his feet.

"Lord Buddha, is there anything else?"

Buddha turned his head and glanced at him, and he handed over a plastic bag with great discernment. Buddha packed the kiln chicken and stuffed it with fried crispy pork ribs.

"This is specially made for you. Not long after we met, you have to go back in a hurry."

"There is ample time."

Buddha smiled and said, "I'm older, so we see each other less often."

The sudden words made Wang Han choke for a long time.

"Have a drink before leaving."

Buddha lifted the cup.

Wang Han also took a drink.

Buddha smiled and patted Wang Han on the shoulder.

Trembling Jiao suddenly said, "There is one more thing!"

"In recent years, not only has Ukiyo infiltrated the country, there is also an organization called the Living Dead that has also continued to infiltrate the country. Go check out the top director of the Living Dead in the country."

"and then?"

“Then find a way to make them dog eat dog!

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