Urban Hidden Dragon

The fat man flicked the cigarette butt away, "I knew you had other plans today! Li Wenyuan, Li Wenyuan, you are really a fox!"

"Award, reward! I do this for everyone!"

The fat man turned his eyes and said, "Look at this, a big ghost was executed on the spot?"

Li Wenyuan raised his hands and looked down, with viciousness flashing in his eyes, "I did it myself! I trained him for so long! After so much effort, he betrayed me!"

When Wang Han heard this, he knew that A Hu was definitely in danger.

"Now that the big ghost is dead, it's hard to catch the little ghost." The fat man chuckled.

"It's okay. Just catch it slowly. You'll eventually catch it all."

Li Wenyuan said with certainty of victory.

Damn!

A voice came.

Everyone looked over.

I saw the little beggar fell down, and a plastic bag rolled out of his arms, which contained the same dried meat as before.

The fat man saw this and leaned over to pick it up. The little beggar came to grab the dried meat but the fat man pushed him away.

"Hey! I'm in for a treat today."

Chi Yinan frowned, "Give her the things back!"

The fat man opened the plastic bag and took a mouthful. "What else? I will give her two thousand yuan later, which is enough for her to live for a month! Boss Li, come and try it."

Although Li Wenyuan was a little disgusted, he couldn't resist the taste of this thing, which was too tempting, so he took it and took a bite.

After tasting it, Li Wenyuan nodded heavily, "This thing is delicious. It doesn't look like beef. What kind of meat is this?"

The fat man smashed it and smacked his lips, "It feels like snake meat to me, little one, what kind of meat do you have and where did you buy it?" the fat man shouted.

The little beggar pursed his lips and said nothing, tears streaming down his face.

"Baby, are you mute?"

Suddenly the rumble of a locomotive came from outside the factory.

Bai Deming and others rushed in from outside in a hurry, "Mr. Li, the people from Anbamen are here."

Li Wenyuan pulled out the gun from his waist.

The two sides started to fall into a fierce battle as soon as they met.

Wang Hanmao bent over and was about to rush forward to fight, but Li Wenyuan grabbed his arm and said, "Protect Anan and Qingzhi."

The two parties instantly entered a heated state.

Wang Han was protecting Chi Yinan, and he turned his head inadvertently. Wang Han saw the little beggar. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he looked at the little beggar. The little beggar's eyes were full of resentment, and he didn't look like a beggar. A look that a child can have.

After just a few minutes.

Accompanied by a bang.

Fatty blew open the wall behind the factory, and Li Wenyuan reminded, "Wang Han, you take Anan and Mr. Fang and leave first!"

Wang Han pulled Chi Yinan and turned around to run away. Unexpectedly, Chi Yinan reached out and took the little beggar's hand, "Take her with you, otherwise her life will be in danger in this place."

Without saying anything else, Wang Han carried Chi Yinan with the little beggar in his arms and got out of the hole.

After going out, I heard a buzzing sound coming from above my head. The gang of Anbamen actually controlled a drone overhead to monitor everything below.

Wang Han didn't understand why such a high-tech thing was used in a fight, but he was shocked.

Fatty took the lead and shot upward, destroying several drones. The remaining drones flew up and exceeded the range of the gun.

There are some containers, wooden boxes, or bricks scattered outside the factory.

Wang Han carried Chi Younan on his back, holding the little beggar between his legs, and walked crazily away from the bunker.

"Mr. Fang, where are we going?"

Wang Han shouted.

The fat man's round body was like a meat ball. He panted and looked back at Wang Han, "Find a safe place to hide first, and leave the rest to Li Wenyuan. He has a way to solve all this."

Wang Han turned his head and glanced, and gunshots were heard one after another.

From time to time there would be explosions.

Wang Han lifted the little beggar up.

Seeing that the little beggar was still holding her jar, she asked, "Why are you still holding this thing?"

"This is my baby!"

Wang Han didn't ask any more questions.

The fat man grunted and panted as he ran ahead.

Several people finally got into a warehouse.

The fat man sat on the ground and panted, his head covered with sweat.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, the fat man spread his legs, put his hands on the ground, and leaned up, "Oh! Li Wenyuan cheated me today. I must get enough benefits from Li Wenyuan, otherwise I will kill me when I go back." !”

Wang Han put down Chi Yinan, put down the little beggar at the same time, squatted down next to the fat man, and lit a cigarette for the fat man, "Mr. Fang, I hear your accent is not from here. "

The fat man nodded, "Yes, my hometown in Gangcheng is the same as Li Wenyuan's."

Wang Han smiled shyly and said, "Mr. Fang, in our organization, how far can a person like me who works alone go?"

The fat man smiled and said, "You have a pretty good idea, I guess you are a martial arts practitioner. Does the Grand Master know that?"

"know."

The fat man burped, "As long as you can reach Grand Master, you can be the chief priest of our club, with an annual salary of million, and you can also hold stock dividends. You can earn about million a year. If you can be more awesome If you are forced to reach the Transformation Realm, you will be enshrined by the ace, with an annual salary of million, holding shares, and if the harvest is good in a year, one billion is not a problem, but you should not think about this, there is only one Transformation Realm in the entire club."

Wang Han asked curiously, "What kind of club are we?"

The fat man immediately glanced at Wang Han warily, "Why do you ask this?"

"Isn't this just curiosity? I also want to earn one billion a year."

The fat man snorted and sneered, "Think about it, it's not that easy. Do what you are supposed to do and follow Li Wenyuan. As long as you obey him, I will give you ten million a year. Li Wenyuan is very generous to his subordinates."

"Yes."

The fat man's eyes turned to the little beggar.

"Little one, are there any dried meats left? I've been struggling for a long time and I'm hungry again. If there are any dried meats left, give me some."

"No more!" The little beggar immediately backed away holding the empty jar.

The fat man rubbed his hands and chuckled, "There must be more, hold her down! Search her body!"

The little beggar quickly backed away and cried, "Don't touch me, it's really gone, it's really gone!"

How could a fat man care so much?

He ordered people to gather around him.

Chi Yinan opened his arms and stood in front of the little beggar, "Don't touch her! You can't bully her!"

The fat man rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "Miss Chi, why do you bother a little beggar? If you don't bully her, how can you bully you? Then can you let us bully you?"

"Don't touch her!" Chi Yinan picked up a wooden board and waved it.

The fat man grabbed the wooden board and threw it aside. He pushed Chi Yinan and said, "Get out of here!"

When Chi Yinan fell, he was hugged by Wang Han, "Didi, don't let them bully the children!"

The fat man and the others were holding down the little beggar, and their fat hands were searching the little beggar's body, "Little one, how are you making dried meat?"

The little beggar didn't struggle this time. He raised his head and looked at the fat man, with a cold light in his bright eyes, "I'm not called little thing. I have a name. My name is Ma Jiulian."

"Little thing, you are quite stubborn." The fat man pinched the little beggar's face hard.

This time the little beggar did not cry but laughed.

Ah!

The fat man suddenly retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted.

There are two more red spots on the back of the hand.

The little beggar smiled and said, "You guessed it right before. It is indeed snake meat, but that thing is not something you can eat casually!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the little beggar held her empty jar and patted it gently.

It's like beating a waist drum.

Boom!

A clear voice came.

The fat man stumbled back, holding his stomach, his face turned pale, and he sat down on the ground.

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