Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han took a mouthful of rice.

Zhu Dong's voice came from the other end of the phone, "We haven't found out yet. The other party is very cunning. It was just a face-to-face meeting and left immediately without success."

Wang Han took a large piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, spitting out all the fish bones like a pea shooter.

“Send the person here first, and we’ll discuss the rest in person.”

When driving to the place.

The fat yellow rat is already waiting on the roadside.

The grandson was wrapped up tightly and stood there like a thief.

Wang Han bought a pack of cigarettes at the small supermarket on the roadside, handed Huang Fei Shu a cigarette, and looked at Huang Fei Shu.

The tiny scales on the yellow fat rat can still be seen through some gaps.

"Master Jiu." Huang Feizhu smiled at Wang Han.

There was a fishy smell on his body, a bit like fishy smell, and also had a smell that only the dead have.

Wang Han hugged Huang Fat Shu, "What have you been busy with during this time?"

"I went to the Loulan ruins some time ago, and then I went to the south."

"South?"

"South of the Earth."

Wang Han raised his eyebrows and said, "You're just talking about Antarctica. Why are you going there?"

The yellow fat mouse smiled again, wrapped up tightly, and showed his teeth when he smiled. The grandson's teeth were too white. When the dim light at night shone, at first glance, it looked like a mouth of teeth floating in the air. .

"The old man Di Lao told me something."

"What did you tell me? Can you finish talking in one breath? Are you doing your old habit again? You need me to praise you for your words, right?"

The yellow fat rat sneered, "I wonder if Master Jiu has heard of the secrets beneath Antarctica."

Wang Han held a cigarette and hugged the fat rat, and the two of them headed in the same direction together. After hearing this, Wang Han was stunned for a moment. There were many rumors about that place. Some said that there was something hidden underneath. The virus is like a Pandora's box, which explodes once it is opened. Some say that there are secrets about human beings hidden under that place, and some say that there are various treasures hidden under that place that mustaches sent there. There are different opinions.

"I've heard a little bit about it, but isn't this kind of stuff just a legend?"

"What if the legends are true?"

This sentence made Wang Han startled again. There are indeed many things in this world that people have not yet explored.

"Go on."

The yellow fat rat habitually raised his hand and pulled his head, making a motion to cover the dazzling head of his head with the few strands of hair at the temples.

"What I heard Di Lao mean is that the thing hidden under the ice cap should be related to Gu Xi."

The grandson was halfway through his words. When Wang Han was about to take out his waistband and fuck the yellow fat mouse, the yellow fat mouse immediately continued, "But after going this time, we still didn't find what we wanted, and that There are too many uncertainties in the place. Storms are common, and sometimes there are ice collapses. When I went there, I brought more than people with me, but when I came back, there were only about people left. , prepare to recruit troops and go there again later."

"In other words, this trip was in vain? Did you also lose dozens of people?"

Huang Fat Shu shook his head, "It's not a wasted trip. After we went there, we found that it wasn't just our family looking for things in that place. I wonder if Mr. Jiu has heard of the organization of the living dead?"

Wang Han was stunned for a long time, "I've heard of it, what's the matter?"

"Let me introduce this organization to Master Jiu first. The organization of the living dead is very powerful. Their leader is the Elders of the Living Dead. It was established by several founders. One of them is the president, and there are two executive presidents below. , below the executive president is the vice president, and each of the seven continents has a living dead vice president."

Wang Han stopped holding his cigarette and said, "Aren't there six vice-presidents?"

"The vice-president of Antarctica is affiliated to the Presbyterian Church. It is not announced to the outside world. Not many of their internal staff know about it. It is estimated that only the level above the vice-president can know."

Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth, "The vice president may not know."

Huang Feizhu smiled and said, "That's impossible, unless the vice president is unpopular."

Wang Han said with a straight face, "Who the hell is not welcome?"

Huang Feizhu smiled and said, "Let's talk about others. Master Jiu, why are you so anxious?"

"Because I am the unpopular vice president!"

After Huang Fat Shu heard this, he stopped pulling his hair for a moment, turned his head and looked at Wang Han, "Master Jiu..."

The dumbfounded yellow fat rat gave Wang Han a thumbs up.

Wang Han held a cigarette, but he didn't expect that this living dead person would still hide this side.

As expected, these grandsons are still wary of me.

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the small courtyard. There were still dozens of people in the small courtyard. When they saw Wang Han and Huang Fat Shu coming in, they all stood up and said hello, "Master Jiu!"

Wang Han greeted.

The yellow fat rat took off his hat, sunglasses and mask.

Wang Han looked inside the clothes and found that % of the inside was covered with small scales. Wang Han couldn't help but touch it. It felt similar to fish scales, but softer.

"Old Huang, do you have these scales in this... local area?"

The yellow fat rat tugged at his crotch and smiled at Wang Han, "A little bit."

"It's pretty good. It saves money on buying lubricants."

The fat yellow rat smacked his lips.

An attractive woman came out of the side room, wearing a V-neck top, a skirt with glittering nails, flesh-colored leggings, and high heels, like a ripe peach.

"This is Master Jiu." Huang Fat Shu introduced him.

The woman smiled at Wang Han and said, "Hello, Master Jiu."

Wang Han nodded and walked into the room where the doors and windows on one side were locked.

The fat rat wanted to follow, but the woman grabbed her arm and rubbed her ear. She didn't know what she said, and the rat flicked her arm.

"Master Jiu is here. You have a lot of eyesight. Don't fail to tell the difference between eyebrows and eyes. If it's really itchy, spread some salt to kill the bacteria."

There were three big locks on the door. Wang Han lifted the lock. A subordinate next to him quickly got the key. Wang Han pulled a piece of wire and fiddled with it before opening it.

When Huang Fat Shu came over, he smiled at his subordinates and said, "Are you dumbfounded? Give Master Jiu a piece of wire, and he can break the door lock of a community."

The windows in the room are all welded shut, a fifteen-watt light bulb is hung in the room, the walls are dark yellow, there are spider webs in the corners, and there is a layer of dust on the ground, making the whole room look a bit dark.

The Nine Phoenix Swallowing Dragon Coffin is placed there.

Wang Han circled around the Nine Phoenix Swallowing Dragon Coffin.

He tapped the coffin lid with his fingers. After his utilitarian realm soared, he could clearly hear Yang Qing'e's breathing inside.

"Is there anything strange about this thing?" Wang Han asked.

The fat yellow rat stood next to Wang Han, "No, this thing has been quiet since it was placed here. Apart from being a bit more gloomy than a normal coffin, there is nothing else."

Just as Wang Han was about to speak, the coffin lid suddenly lifted, and a small white hand grabbed Wang Han's wrist and pulled Wang Han in.