Urban Hidden Dragon

"When I ask for help, I have to ask you!"

The ugly and handsome Shura King Luo Jian camel stood in front of Wang Han.

He seems to be taking this issue involving his Schrödinger dignity very seriously.

In order to satisfy Luo Jiantuo, Wang Han said, "Teacher Luo, you are right! Please help me deal with this person!"

Only then did a smile briefly satisfy his vanity appear on Luo Jian's ugly and handsome face.

Jushan Jianwu's complexion changed drastically.

He never expected that Wang Han would mobilize experts from other places.

At this moment, for the first time, he truly felt fearful of this young man from head to toe.

It was also the first time that I personally experienced the pain of this crazy critic in the underground world.

It is better to provoke Satan than to provoke the Emperor. This is a saying that many people in the underground world should keep in mind.

He has been sitting high for too long.

So much so that they subconsciously think that young people will eventually be stepped on by them.

Jushan Jianwu felt so regretful that his intestines were green at this moment.

Merck had called him like a father, urging him to run away quickly.

He still didn't take it seriously at the time, but now he saw that Merck had lost all the life-saving grace he had received from him.

There was once a way to survive in front of him, but he didn't cherish it. He regretted it until he saw himself at the end of his life.

If God could give him another chance, he would not only escape for his life immediately but also say those three words to Merck.

Thank you foster father!

The person in front of me, who may be called ugly, seems to be a bit handsome, but may be said to be handsome, but is indeed very ugly. His attack speed is extremely fast.

One of his arms turns out to be a robotic arm.

Compared to flesh and blood, the explosive lethality brought by this high-tech mechanical arm is even better.

There was blood in Jushan Jianwu's mouth and nose after being beaten.

Several ribs were broken by fists.

Wang Han stood not far away.

When leaving Africa.

Wang Han was thinking that the combat effectiveness of the European Vice President Upton he met before through the inter-core was a bit beyond the standard.

Jushan Jianwu must have his reasons for being so arrogant.

just in case

Wang Han brought King Tiezui from China to use him as a trump card.

Unexpectedly, it really came in handy.

Those few skeletons of the living dead who had just jumped left and right and ran to Jushan Jianwu's side were now filled with regret.

Someone yelled at Wang Han.

"Vice President, we already know we were wrong, please give us another chance!"

Wang Han's eyes were cold.

Putting his hands in his trench coat pockets.

The Asa Legion transferred from the powerful city swept through.

Immediately wipe out all the two or five boys jumping left and right.

Junjie Jushan stood behind Wang Han.

Although he is more than ten years older than Wang Han, he can't help but feel half shorter in front of Wang Han at this moment.

"I'll give you three days to take over everything from Kengo Iyama. Are there any questions?"

Shunsuke Iyama immediately bent down and bowed, "There is no problem! I am still in contact with some of them, and I promise to complete the task as soon as possible!"

Wang Han lit a cigarette again.

Night breeze.

Wang Han's dirty braids swayed slightly.

Luo Jiantuo has gained the upper hand.

It can be clearly felt.

Luo Jiantuo's skills are much better now than when Wang Han left the country.

On the one hand, his original skills are recovering.

on the other hand.

During this period of time, I followed the Shenming Sect and did a lot of good deeds, so that my faith increased a lot, and my skills also increased.

With a howl.

Jushan Jianwu was directly punched through the chest by Luo Jiantuo.

A nice whip kick.

Jushan Jianwu lay softly on the ground.

His body was convulsing continuously, and he tried to raise his head and stared at Wang Han with eyes wide open.

There was a lot of blood foam coming out of the mouth.

His eyes were filled with strong hatred.

Wang Han was indifferent.

There was no trace of mercy in his eyes.

Shunsuke Jushan stood aside and said angrily, "Mr. Wang Han, can you let me kill him with my own hands!"

Wang Han pulled out the gun from his waist and handed it to Shunsuke Juyama.

Shunsuke Iyama fired a burst of firepower at Kengo Iyama, all the bullets were fired, and his finger continued to pull the trigger.

Feeling that he hadn't vented his feelings yet, Shunsuke Iyama rushed forward and kicked Kengo Iyama's body again.

Although they are half brothers.

There is still some blood relationship between them.

But Shunsuke Imayama's mother was killed by someone sent by Kengo Iyama.

The hatred between the two cannot be eliminated easily.

It wasn't until Izayama Kengo's head was all gone that Izayama Shunsuke stopped his hand and knelt on the ground weakly, huddled in pain while still whining for his mother.

Wang Han turned his head and glanced at Du Juan.

Du Juan came over immediately.

"You are responsible for settling the affairs regarding the living dead in Neon Country. Notify the other secretaries-general and ask them to come see me the day after tomorrow!"

"understand!"

Wang Han took out his cell phone and turned it on.

Looking at several missed calls from Merck.

I called back easily.

The call was quickly connected.

Merck is also a straightforward person.

"Where's Jushan Jianwu?"

Wang Han smiled and said, "Mr. Merck, there is no need to ask knowingly."

"Do you know that Kengo Juyama's financial resources and power are all needed by us living dead? That is a nail in our wall in Asia!" Merck's tone of voice was a little excited for the first time.

Wang Han seemed like a stable old man, "Jushan Kengo has a younger brother named Jushan Shunsuke. I asked him to take over Jushan Kengo's position."

Merck was stunned for several seconds.

Then a very strange laugh broke out.

"I really like you more and more!"

Wang Han said with a smile, "The main thing is that I got married, otherwise we can live together. If I get rid of you one day, all your property and the like will be mine."

Merck was silent. Unexpectedly, this young man not only solved the problem and eliminated the trouble in such a short period of time, but also found other ways to deal with the living dead to prevent the living dead from being so passive. After a few seconds, Merck I appreciate this young man more and more.

"I have no son."

Wang Hanbeier said proudly, "I have it, hehehehehe."

Merck changed his tone after being silent for several seconds.

"I really want a son. I had a son before, but something happened and he died. If he hadn't died, he should be about the same age as you."

The implication has been made very clear.

Wang Han pressed his tongue against his cheek.

I don’t understand why these old wall lamps like to be my godfather so much?

I don’t have a son to adjust the frequency of firing and the movement of the cannon body, and then try to improve the recipes during that time.

You must ask me to be your godson.

Don’t you know that I am a rebellious person?

How dare you.

Wang Han said scornfully.

"That's a pity. Why didn't you get another one later? Is it your problem or Auntie's problem?"

Merck was fucked into silence again.

If he hadn't been well-educated, he would have already opened the family tree of Wang Han's family and named him.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Merck is no longer prepared to dwell on it.

"When are you going to return to China?"

"tomorrow."

"Have you figured out how to expand the living dead business in China?" Merck asked again.

Wang Han pretended to think for a while and said, "We have a framework. Remember to allocate people and intercores from the headquarters to me when the time comes!"

"no problem."

hang up the phone.

Merck put the phone on the table.

After staring at the air for a long time.

He turned his head and looked at Upton, who was standing aside with his hands tied.

"Where's Zhai Yueping?"