Urban Hidden Dragon

"My name is Wang Han!

The king of Zhao Qian and Sun Li.

The brave and good at fighting.

Some of you may have heard of me, and some of you may not have heard of me.

Calling everyone here.

The purpose is simple.

I was commissioned by the Headquarters of the Living Dead.

Serves as the new Vice President of the Living Dead Asia Region.

You are all the backbone of the local living dead.

I'll get straight to the point.

I want to kill the former vice president Kengo Iyama.

Support stands on the left.

Those who oppose stand on the right.

Neutral standing table. "

In a dark room.

Wang Han sat at the end of the long table.

Put your feet on the table and close your eyes.

Sitting on both sides of the long table were the backbone of the living dead in the Neon Country.

Everyone wears a mask.

These people are the backbone of the living dead summoned by Secretary-General Du Juan to live in the Neon Kingdom.

They are also all subordinates of Jushan Kengo in the Living Dead.

Jushan Jianwu never imagined that Du Juan had already been Wang Han's man.

Therefore, it was never expected that the subordinates of the living dead could be intercepted by Wang Han one step ahead.

The expressions of the people on both sides of the long table were unpredictable.

Anyone who has had connections in the underground world knows this crazy critic who is world-famous in the underground world.

I have done crazy things a lot in the past.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you.

No one dared to say anything.

Wang Han opened his eyes.

Turn the seat under you left and right.

"My patience is limited, choose!"

Du Juan, who was also wearing a mask and a long coat, stood up first and sat on the left side.

Then gradually, people began to sit towards the left.

There were several people behind who were undecided.

One of them turned his head and looked at Wang Han.

The voice was slightly old, "The power and financial resources behind the vice president are obvious to all. If you kill him like this, how can you explain it to the headquarters?"

"When Jushan Jianwu wanted to kill me, he didn't tell the headquarters. There is an old saying in our hometown that it is disrespectful to come back and not reciprocate!"

The man's eyes behind the mask stared at Wang Han, "Do you really dare to kill him? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to bear the anger from the headquarters?"

Wang Han glanced at the time on his phone.

Put the phone on the table.

"From the moment he wanted to kill me, he was a dead man! Is there anything you dare to do?"

Everyone in the field frowned.

I feel like doing this is a little too crazy.

Not to mention Jushan Kengo's powerful influence in the local area, he is still one of the several vice-presidents of the Living Dead.

If I kill him, is that okay?

The man with a slightly old voice sneered again, "I know what you are thinking in your heart. You are the new vice-president. You are afraid that our group will not listen to you, so you made up this kind of thing in order to To establish authority in front of us! This method is a bit low-level! But you can rest assured about this, the vice president is very good to us, and we will not take orders from you. If nothing happens, I will leave first."

As he spoke, the man slowly stood up.

He gave a look to the people next to him.

Several people were hesitant.

The man snorted coldly and reached out for his phone first.

Everyone’s cellphones were on a plate in the middle of the table.

Almost right here on the front and rear feet.

More than a dozen cell phones on the plate rang in unison.

Someone took a closer look.

I found that the callers were all from Jushan Kengo’s confidant.

Everyone turned to look at Wang Han at the end of the long table.

Don't even think about it.

This young man really went to attack the vice president.

The old man who just spoke was still reaching for his cell phone.

On the screen of the mobile phone was the phone number given to him by his confidant, Kengo Isuyama.

The old man's hand hovered over his phone.

It's hard to get off the tiger for a while, it's not a matter of taking it or not taking it.

Wang Han folded his hands on his lower abdomen.

"Ten seconds left."

Just finished speaking.

Dozens of heavily armed people poured in from outside the door.

These people wear strange armor.

His whole body was armed.

The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at a few people who had not yet made a decision.

If you want to have a good conversation with these people, you will definitely not be able to have a good conversation.

Instead of spending all your time talking, it would be better to do it directly and neatly.

Violence is not the only way to solve problems, but violence is the simplest and most effective way to solve problems.

Once the news that Wang Han was still alive was exposed.

The Living Dead Headquarters will definitely guess that Wang Han is going to take action, and they will definitely stop Wang Han from taking action, and will also remind Jushan Jianwu.

The time left for Wang Han to do this was very short.

Therefore, Wang Han must make a quick decision.

Wang Han picked up his phone and put it in his pocket, "It's time."

Get up gracefully.

Du Juan quickly picked up the windbreaker for Wang Han and put it on like a maid.

Wang Han got dressed, lit a cigarette and walked outside.

When he reached the door, he raised his hand and moved it from side to side on his neck, making a wiping motion.

The muzzle spewed flames.

Those who still have fantasies about Jushan Kengo can only leave their fantasies to the next life.

Others stood up in shock, and some subconsciously covered their ears with their hands and turned sideways to see those people being beaten into sieves.

Du Juan opened the car door.

Wang Han turned around and sat in.

Made a phone call and went out.

"Reached?"

"It's already here."

"I'll send someone to pick you up right now."

"You asked me to do something, and you didn't even want to say a word about you!"

"I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there."

hang up the phone.

Wang Han looked out the window.

Lower the windows.

The refreshing night breeze kept Wang Han's mind awake all the time.

The skeletons of the living dead behind also followed him into the car uneasily.

The new official took office three fires.

first meet.

The young new vice-president of the Living Dead gave them the first spark.

Although they have all seen big scenes.

But the ferocious aura of this young man frightened them.

Wang Han called again and went out.

"I'll give you ten more minutes. If we can't talk, then don't talk."

Shunsuke Iyama on the other end of the phone spoke immediately.

"Give me three more minutes, just three minutes!"

Wang Han hung up the phone without saying anything.

The motorcade was like a nocturnal steel black dragon, tearing through the darkness and heading quietly towards Kengo Iyama's private residence.

Ikuyama Kengo lifted up his pants in a hurry.

His face was terrifyingly gloomy.

Didn't expect it anyway.

Not only did that young man really come to kill him, he was so crazy that he came to his lair to kill him.

Signal shielding.

The message cannot be sent.

It's a mess outside.

The thugs kept at home had already fought with about a hundred people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Those hundred or so people have extremely high fighting qualities, and their cooperation is even more flawless. The fighting teams maintained by Jushan Jianwu's family are no match for them.

Looking at such a miserable situation.

Jianwu, who lives in the mountains, looks ferocious.

Two of his confidants came over desperately trying to kill him.

"Jianwu-kun, run away!"

Jushan Kengo looked at the one-sided situation, and if the fight continued like this, all his men would be scattered.

But he was unwilling to give in, "Fight a bloody path! Call the living dead people over! These living dead people only listen to me, today I will cut him into pieces!"

A cold laughter suddenly came, "Jiyama Kengo, your wish may come true!"