Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han bounced up from the ground.

His hands were tightly grasping the waistband of his pants.

He looked at Dao Man nervously.

Dao Lao wiped away his tears.

"Hey! Can you act like a man! Even if my dad holds me accountable, it will be me who fucked you, not you who fucked me!"

Wang Han licked his lips, "Isn't it just you who wants to have sex with me? If you ask me to have sex with you, I don't have that orientation. How about... you have sex with him?"

As he spoke, Wang Han pointed a finger at the old man on the other side who was picking up rags. This old man was still carrying a bag of plastic bottles and paper shells.

Lao Deng was disgusted and wanted to see it. He just wanted to see how far the old man and the young man could go against nature.

But when Wang Han suddenly pointed the finger at him.

The old man's expression changed, and he ran away with the bag on his shoulders, cursing as he ran, "You are a coward, I'm your brother! You must be sick!"

Wang Han had a mean smile on his face.

When he looked away, he saw the sword man approaching him step by step.

Wang Han pulled Chu Liu over and stood in front of him.

"Six! Help me carry a gun!"

Chu Liu turned around and looked at Wang Han blankly.

His expression of dementia was mixed with some doubts.

Dao Lao muttered, "Hey! Can you act like a man? Do you want me to take the initiative?"

"First! I'm not calling you "Hey!" Second, I'm just a man. I don't need to say I look like a man!"

Seeing that Dao Lao was still going forward, Wang Han was not ready to be mean anymore and asked Chu Liu to help control Dao Lao first.

The tied up Dao Lao cried out again.

Wang Han didn't dare to be violent. After all, he was an old man in his family, so he still had to be more or less measured. If it were anyone else, Wang Han would be more showy in his actions.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Dao Lao, "Dao Lao?"

Dao Lao was talking alone, as if he was immersed in his own world.

It feels a bit like a psychopath who can't distinguish between reality and dreams.

Wang Han glanced at the time. After a while, the point where yin and yang meet will pass.

Dao Lao should be able to wake up. Wang Han really wants to ask Dao Lao what happened to him in the True Self Secret Realm to make him like this.

Tong Guan called, "Lao Jiu, where are you? Why haven't you come here yet?"

"Something happened. I'll be here soon."

"Do you need me to go there?"

Wang Han thought about it, what Ya Lao said was that someone close to Dao Lao was needed to watch over Dao Lao, so that Dao Lao could easily wake up. Tong Guan was Dao Lao's only disciple, and he treated Tong Guan as if he were his own. Although he didn't expose it, But Dao Lao has long regarded Tong Guan as his own son.

If Dao Lao enters the city like this and is unable to protect himself, there will be some problems. It would be better to ask Tong Guan to come over.

"Come here, Brother Tong, I may need you."

"it is good!"

hang up the phone.

Dao Lao also calmed down now and sat on the edge of the pool again, crying silently.

Wang Han lit two cigarettes and tried to pass one to Dao Lao.

The sword man couldn't move, but suddenly his body trembled, and his whole aura suddenly changed. His face was ferocious and he looked crazy, "Ye! You kill my whole family! Either you die today! Or I die!"

As he spoke, Dao Lao's aura suddenly exploded.

Wang Han pressed Dao Lao on the shoulder. Fortunately, Dao Lao's current level has plummeted, otherwise it would be really difficult to control him.

The knife man's eyes were red and his expression was filled with grief and anger, "Ye Tingchao! You and I have cut each other's throats! You actually killed my wife, children, and children. Today you and I will cut off our robes and sever our ties! If I don't kill you today, I will not be a human being!"

Wang Han frowned and pressed the knife man.

I don’t know which song this is from.

Dao Lao's eyes were red, and veins protruded on his forehead and neck, like an angry beast, with strong sadness in his anger. It seemed that he was psychologically unacceptable that his former brothers had done such a thing.

"Ye Tingchao!" Dao Lao's voice trembled, and his red eyes were full of tears.

"I, Tong Lie, regard you as my life brother. There are dozens of members of my Tong family, and you haven't spared any of them!"

Wang Han froze on the spot.

Tong family?

Fog grass!

Tongguan their home?

Wang Han and Tong Guan grew up together. Although they didn't wear the same pair of trousers as they did with Biao Zi, their relationship was not bad at all. Since they were young, they never heard Tong Guan talk about their family affairs, and Wang Han didn't ask. Pass.

But if the Tong family mentioned by Dao Lao is Tong Guan's family, then the Tong family's revenge against Dao Lao was obviously unsuccessful. Dao Lao also accepted Tong Guan, a descendant of the Tong family, as his apprentice. This storyline of grievances and grievances cannot be ignored. To say it looks familiar is to say it's cliche.

Dao Lao paralyzed on the ground and murmured, "Ye Tingchao! Why did you kill my whole family? Why...kill my whole family?"

far away.

The car lights penetrated the darkness and came towards this side. The car stopped. Tong Guan jumped out of the car and ran towards this side.

Wang Han glanced at Dao Lao lying on the ground.

At this moment, Dao Lao was as helpless as Ah Wei, who was carried over by Brother Jie.

His eyes were red and tears were quietly flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Tong Guan ran over quickly, hugged Dao Lao and stood up, "Master, Lao Jiu, what's going on?"

Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth, "Yao Lao said that's how it is when you enter the secret realm of your true self."

"When will it be better?"

"According to what Crow Crow said, the point where yin and yang meet has passed. Find someone close to you to watch it, and it will be fine! The point will be passed soon!"

Tong Guan helped Dao Lao get up.

Dao Lao's eyes were blank and he was muttering to himself.

"who am I?"

Wang Han squatted in front of Dao Lao, "You are Dao Lao!"

"who am I?"

"You are Ye Tingchao, the swordsman!" Wang Han repeated it again.

Dao Lao raised his hands and looked at the palms of his hands.

It was like he couldn't hear Wang Han's words at all.

Tong Guan hugged Dao Lao, "Master, I am Tong Guan, do you remember me? This is Wang Han! Don't you remember?"

"Wang Han? Wang Han?" Dao Lao repeated Wang Han's name over and over again like a tape jammed.

"Wang Han? Lao Jiu?"

"Alas!" Wang Han responded.

Dao Lao grabbed Wang Han's wrist, as if he was in the vast sea with no direction when he suddenly saw a lighthouse, "Lao Jiu!"

Wang Han's wrist hurt from being pinched.

Dao Lao suddenly gasped for breath, as if he was blowing a bellows.

It lasted for three or four minutes.

Dao Lao's eyes gradually became brighter, and he finally returned to normal. He glanced at Wang Han and Tong Guan. Dao Lao stared at the two people. It felt as if he was seeing Wang Han and Tong Guan for the first time.

look around.

Dao Lao came back to his senses and said, "Did I leave the secret realm of my true self?"

"Correct!"

Dao Lao breathed out, patted the back of Wang Han's hand, and then patted Tong Guan's shoulder.

The two of them helped Dao Lao up.

Dao Lao seemed to have remembered something, "Were you both here just now?"

"My brother Tong just came over! Chu Liu and I have been here all the time." Wang Han replied.

Dao Lao glanced at Wang Han, "Then what did I just say?"

Wang Han said truthfully, "You just said that you wanted to take off my pants and make rice with me."

The old man's body froze.

His hands were shaking.

He turned back to look at Wang Han.

Wang Han was a little embarrassed to be stared at, "What's wrong, uncle?"

Dao Lao's throat was tight and his voice was a little hoarse.

"You must have taken a video of me, right?"