Urban Hidden Dragon

Bang Bang Bang!

A crisp knocking sound came from the empty jar in the little beggar's hand.

The fat man rolled on the ground holding his stomach. His originally rosy face suddenly turned extremely pale. His whole body was trembling and trembling, and drool kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Bang Bang Bang!

The little beggar knocked again, and the remaining people fell to the ground one after another.

Chi Yinan also fell to the ground clutching his stomach, his face pale in pain.

Wang Han hugged Chi Yinan and saw a layer of sweat breaking out on Chi Yinan's forehead.

The little beggar looked at the fat man evilly, and then raised his feet at the fat man, "Don't you like to eat? Do you still want to eat?"

The fat man was rolling on the ground in pain, some foam overflowing from the corners of his mouth, his face twisted in pain, "Who are you?"

"My name is Ma Jiulian! I've already told you, do you have no brains?" As he spoke, the little beggar knocked the empty bottle hard on the fat man. The fat man's belly bulged obviously, like a belly. It looks like a jumping ping pong ball inside.

"This is the price for your gluttony!" the little beggar sneered.

Bang Bang Bang!

The little beggar stood up and picked up the empty bottle again.

"Everyone kneel facing me! Kneel before me!"

No one moved.

The little beggar knocked the empty bottle hard and gave the fat man a hard kick.

"Don’t have ears? "

The fat man took the lead and knelt in front of the little beggar, with sweat pouring from his forehead.

The little beggar glanced at him, and the others knelt down.

When he arrived at Wang Han's place, the little beggar was stunned for a moment. Wang Han was the only one in the room who was safe and sound.

"How come you're okay?"

Wang Han was secretly glad that he wasn't greedy for that dried meat just now.

"I am gifted with the Ancient Holy Body! How could this little poison knock me down!"

The little beggar sneered, "I guess you haven't eaten any dried meat."

Wang Han was a little embarrassed.

The fat man knelt on the ground, "Wang Han, grab her! Force her to hand over the antidote!"

state!

The little beggar knocked the empty bottle hard.

White foam came out of the fat man's mouth, and he rolled on the ground, squirming like a fat white maggot.

Seeing that Wang Han wanted to take action, the little beggar was facing Wang Han. Two small snakes as thick as chopsticks suddenly appeared from her sleeves. The snakes were very strange, with a black body and a triangular head. There are also two very small bumps that look like two horns.

The little snake spit out the snake letter and stared at Wang Han with its dark golden eyes, staring at Wang Han like the little beggar's patron saint.

From the looks of it, they would immediately attack Wang Han as soon as he made a move.

Wang Han remembered that the fat man had been bitten by this thing just now. The fat man's already fat hand had now become the same as Doraemon's hand.

It looks pretty funny.

The little beggar patted his pocket, and a transparent bottle as thick as his thumb jumped out, containing something like a mosquito.

Wang Han looked at the little beggar warily.

The next second, the little beggar opened the glass bottle, and the mosquitoes inside flew out and buzzed towards Wang Han.

Without thinking, Wang Han pulled off the coat of the fat man nearby, took out a lighter and lit it.

He waved his burning clothes and turned to block those mosquito-like things.

The little beggar's face gradually darkened. He didn't expect Wang Han's adaptability to be so strong.

After those small mosquito-like things landed on a person, dense red rashes appeared on the skin just by touching them. If you have trypophobia, you may faint when you see this thing.

The little beggar stared at Wang Han coldly, "You are just one who works for them! You can't kill me, and I can't kill you for the time being! How about this, you give this woman to me, and I let you go!"

Wang Han was stunned for a moment and looked at Chi Yinan, whom the little beggar was pointing at.

"What are you taking her for? She doesn't know anything."

"Hmph, I don't need to explain this to you! You just need to do as I say. Don't worry, all these people on the ground will die, and no one will tell the truth about the deal between us!" the little beggar said in a persuasive way.

Wang Han was not stupid enough to believe this little beggar. From the beginning to when he showed his fangs, this little beggar’s acting skills deceived everyone. Even Wang Han, an old man in the world, was fooled by this little beggar’s superb acting skills. .

Looking at the fat man frothing on the ground and the other people rolling around.

Wang Han's eyes fell on the little beggar again.

This is the voodoo technique of southern Xinjiang.

There are poisonous insects hidden in the dried meat these people eat. After eating that thing, they are going to be manipulated by this little beggar.

Wang Han had some impression of the name Ma Jiulian, but couldn't remember it for a while. He always felt that the name had a lot of background.

Suddenly gunshots were heard outside the warehouse.

Ma Jiulian smiled and said, "My people are here! It looks like you can't leave!"

Footsteps came from outside.

Then he coughed a few more times.

The little beggar smiled and said, "Your name is Wang Han, right?"

Wang Han leaned at an angle.

The gun in his hand was slowly raised, facing the footsteps outside.

Then he saw a familiar figure coming in from the door.

It turned out to be Bai Deming.

Bai Deming was decorated.

After coming in, one hand was still covering the wound, and his face was pale. After seeing the fat man and his group lying on the ground, Bai Deming felt as if he was facing an enemy. He nervously pointed his gun at Wang Han and Ma Jiulian inside.

"Wang Han, what's going on? Did you do this?"

Wang Han pointed his gun at Ma Jiulian, "She did it. What are you doing here?"

Bai Deming leaned against the wall and tried his best not to fall down. He covered the bleeding wound with one hand. One of his legs was trembling with old wounds from three cuts and six holes. "Mr. Li is trapped. He called you." Go out and save him!”

Wang Han glanced at the fat people on the ground, and then at the little beggar.

After thinking about it, Wang Han raised his gun and pointed it at the little beggar.

The little beggar immediately took out a plastic bottle, which contained a bottle full of small ant-like things.

"If you dare to shoot me, these little pets of mine will eat all your bones! "

Bai Deming held the gun, "Wang Han, I'm here to watch, I'm here to protect Miss Chi and Mr. Fang, you go back quickly! I have a gun, and she won't act rashly!"

Wang Han helped Chi Yinan sit up and said, "Keep an eye on my sister."

"Don't worry!" Bai Deming assured.

Wang Han quickly walked outside with his gun in hand.

Just walked to the warehouse door.

Not far away, I saw Li Wenyuan hurriedly walking towards the warehouse.

"Didi, be careful!"

Chi Yinan's voice came from behind.

Then there was a bang.

Wang Han shrank his neck, and the bullet flew past his scalp.

Looking back, he saw Chi Yinan rushing up and pushing away Bai Deming's gun regardless of the pain.

A ball of blood was shot out from Chi Yinan's shoulder.

Bai Deming was filled with murderous intent. He hit Chi Yinan on the back of the neck with the butt of his gun, held Chi Yinan hostage, and pointed the gun at Wang Han.

Bai Deming's smile was distorted and his expression was crazy, "Wang Han! You have to rely on me to survive today! But you took away everything that should belong to me, and we are in the situation we are in today. You brought it all on yourself! You are alive It’s a hindrance to me, so go to hell!”