Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han looked at those six words.

I didn't expect to hear this title again in this foreign country.

The spiritual shock brought by the word "Guoshi" is no less than that of Wang Han who heard that Feng Manlou had successfully rebooted.

Xiao Ye looked at Wang Han's expression strangely.

But he found that the young man in front of him didn't show any surprise at all.

Wang Han pressed down and was shocked and confused.

Looking at the man in front of him wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase, he thought it was Mr. Ono, a young white-collar worker from some company.

The influence of Ukiyo in Neon Country is evident.

Wang Han acted secretly enough, but the other party still discovered Wang Han in time.

"Your World Emperor didn't say anything else?"

Xiao Yesheng smiled at Wang Han and said, "If Mr. Wang Han has time, Lord Shihuang would like to meet you."

Wang Han smiled playfully, and Xiaoye continued strangely.

“You can decide the location!”

Wang Han said nonchalantly, "Since you can all come to our door, does it matter where you choose?"

Mr. Ono always has that humble look, bent over, always ready to carry forward the spirit of craftsmanship.

"Then when will Mr. Wang Han plan to go there?"

Wang Han folded the piece of paper with these six words written on it and put it into his pocket.

"Now."

Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Wang Han to agree so simply. He didn't know what words were written on that piece of paper, and he didn't dare to know, but it was enough to prove that those words were very important.

Wang Han knew that even if he didn't go, this place would be his own territory.

If people want to come, they can definitely give it a try.

What's more, people have come to your door now.

Now people still treat each other with courtesy, but it’s unclear what will happen next time.

It is better to take the initiative to attack than to sit still.

And Wang Han really wanted to know why anyone in a foreign country knew the title of National Master.

Wang Han has not heard this name for a long time.

The last time I asked about the matter of the Imperial Master was with Yang Yan, the Master of Zhenlong Palace, Taiping Zhenjun.

At that time, Yang Yan said that the mountains were covered with mist.

The old guy wasn't prepared to tell Wang Han, so he didn't pursue the question.

I thought that the name National Master would only be heard in the domestic arena.

I didn't expect that I could hear it here in Xiaori.

Moreover, the other party is still the leader of Ukiyo, who has competed with him many times overtly and covertly.

Wang Han gave Xiao Ye a strange look.

"lead the way!"

Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, then bent down towards Wang Han and made a greeting gesture.

"Mr. Wang Han, please come this way!"

Yuan Miaomiao looked at Wang Han, "Brother Han, I asked someone to go together!"

Wang Han kicked Yuan Miaomiao in the butt.

"You have a hammer to bring with you. After all, this is your home field, so it's useless to bring it with you."

Xiaoye smiled strangely, "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan, just sit for a while, we don't have any hostility."

After about half an hour.

The car passed through a quiet forest.

We arrived in front of a small wooden cabin built in the woods.

Mr. Xiaoye quickly got out of the car, opened the door with a slave expression, "Mr. Wang Han, please get out of the car!"

Wang Han glanced at Xiao Yesheng.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of talent is the most difficult one to grind.

As one of the eight ministers of the floating world.

Bit high weight.

To be able to maintain such a humble appearance in front of anyone shows that this person is by no means an idle person.

The door of the cabin opened with a clattering sound.

Standing at the door was a young man with red lips, white teeth and delicate eyebrows.

He looked over here, then turned sideways and said, "Master Shihuang will be here soon! Mr. Wang Han, please come inside!"

Xiaoye raised his hand to signal Wang Han to come in.

The young man stood at the door holding a basin and motioned to Wang Han to wash his hands.

Wang Hanke washed his hands casually.

When the young man handed over the towel, he glanced behind him and said, "Mr. Wang Han came alone?"

"No, there's a group of people following behind, can't you see?" Wang Han smiled at the young man.

The young man was startled for a moment and looked at Wang Han's empty back.

Wang Han raised his hand and flicked the young man's forehead.

"I'm just teasing you! Little brat, I believe this!"

Ono said quickly, "Mr. Wang Han did come alone. I can testify to this!"

The young man rubbed his forehead and walked in the door angrily.

Wang Han took off his shoes and walked in.

Sitting on one side of the tea table, the young man made tea and handed Wang Han a cup.

Wang Han held the teacup, "You didn't spit in it, did you?"

The young man rubbed his eyebrows, which were still a little red.

"Do you dare to drink it if you vomit?"

Wang Han took a sip and smacked his lips.

"The sushi you had at night! You also ate salmon. Eat more now. Once you're full, you can defeat Ultraman only if you mutate later."

The young man choked.

"I regret not actually spitting."

Wang Han put down his tea cup with a smile, "When will your World Emperor come? I have to complain to him. This guy spit in my tea."

The young man said quickly.

"I didn't spit! Don't talk nonsense, otherwise the Emperor will punish me!"

Wang Han looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth. He was very handsome, with a feminine look, but there was a bit of youthful heroism between his eyebrows. Wang Han smiled mischievously.

"Call me Uncle Sheng! I won't complain!"

The young man rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Wang Han. Xiaoye smiled strangely and said, "Mr. Wang Han, please stop teasing him!"

Wang Han supported the table with one hand, raised his hand and flicked the young man's forehead again.

"Call me uncle! Don't ask me to take off your pants! Flick your penis!"

Wang Han looked like he was about to take action

Looking at Wang Han's expression, the young man shrank back like a maniac looking at the local specialty tram.

Wang Han rolled up his sleeves.

Xiaoye immediately pressed Wang Han's wrist and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang Han, the Emperor is coming soon, please stop joking with children!"

"My time is valuable, little brat, go hurry up your Emperor!"

The young man rubbed his forehead and stood up and walked outside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came around, Wang Han had a mean smile on his face, took off the boy's pants in a flash, and flicked the boy with quick eyes and hands.

The boy immediately lifted up his pants and stared at Wang Han.

Ono suddenly turned his head and knelt down.

"Lord World Emperor!"

Wang Han turned his head.

I saw an old man standing at the door.

Although he is old.

But he is in good spirits.

The old man's hair and beard are all white.

The snow-white eyebrows are very long and the tips are drooping.

There was a terrifying aura between his eyes opening and closing.

Her long, snow-white hair was tied back casually by a sandalwood hairpin.

Wearing a linen robe.

The whole person stood there, as if he was integrated with the environment, and the breath exuded from his movements was breathtaking.

The old man stood at the door and looked at Wang Han.

His hands were behind his back.

smiling.

"Old friend, do you still remember me?"

Wang Han looked up and down for a long time and then said with a smile.

"you guess?"

The old man chuckled softly.

The young man grabbed the waistband of his trousers and blushed with embarrassment. He turned around and glared at Wang Hanhou angrily, then hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man through the door.

The old man slowly took his seat and motioned to Wang Han to sit down too.

He looked at Wang Han with a smile on his face.

"You may have forgotten me, but let me remind you.

My surname is Xu! "