Urban Hidden Dragon

Wen Qing'er stared at Yuan Miaomiao in the distance.

He clenched his fists, and his nails left several deep marks on his palms.

Wen Qing'er gritted her teeth.

After coming out of the forbidden island, I originally wanted to kill Wang Han.

Unexpectedly, Wang Han was already in a state beyond her reach.

Moreover, I heard that some time ago, the Pavilion Master brought the top experts from Penglai Pavilion out and not only did they not kill Wang Han.

He was almost killed by Wang Han's people.

This made Wen Qing'er so angry that she had irregular menstruation.

Unable to kill Wang Han, she had no choice but to focus on Yuan Miaomiao.

Yuan Miaomiao is Wang Han's number one licker.

Although he is not Wang Han's right-hand man, he can be regarded as Wang Han's toes. Moreover, Yuan Miaomiao is always on the high ground of public opinion for Wang Han. Wang Han can gather a lot of people in the world despite his polarized reputation. A true believer, Yuan Miaomiao has contributed a lot.

If Yuan Miaomiao died, Wang Han would feel uncomfortable for a while.

Wen Qing'er turned her head and looked at a man wearing a windbreaker and a top hat behind her.

These are the followers she brought from the forbidden island.

It was trained by the one on Forbidden Island himself.

Powerful and powerful.

Killing Yuan Miaomiao is still easy.

"Go, capture the person first, the one alive first, I will torture him to death!"

After hearing this, the man in a windbreaker got out of the car and walked quickly towards Yuan Miaomiao.

Wen Qing'er's expression was cold. He took out a straw maker from somewhere with a red note on it with Wang Han's name written on it. The straw maker, which was about ten centimeters long, had nearly a hundred needles stuck on it. , it can be seen that he has a little hatred for Wang Han.

Pull out the needle and prick it hard again.

Wen Qing'er moved so much that her hair covered half of her face.

Take a deep breath.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Yuan Miaomiao.

Suddenly, he found that Yuan Miaomiao was still standing there, rubbing his arms and stamping his feet.

It was a cold day, and this stupid boy didn't wear socks just for the sake of so-called fashion. The cold air from the north was rising from the ground. It would be strange if his feet were not frozen.

Wen Qing'er turned around and looked around.

He didn't find his own person.

I was wondering where the person had gone and why Yuan Miaomiao was still standing there intact.

An ominous premonition arose in Wen Qing'er's heart.

This premonition is getting stronger and stronger.

With a bang.

The door is open.

A strange face appeared in front of him. He was wearing a peaked cap, with a prim expression and a serious expression, and he said to Wen Qing'er.

"My young boss wants to see you."

Wen Qing'er's heart was in her throat, and she made a decisive move and swiped her claw at Chu Liu's throat.

Chu Liu grabbed Wen Qing'er's wrist and pulled Wen Qing'er directly up, heading straight towards a car in the distance.

No matter how hard Wen Qing'er struggled, it had no effect.

Door pulls open.

Wen Qing'er was stuffed into the car.

Wen Qing'er, who was still in shock, turned around and took a look.

When he saw a person sitting next to him playing with a mobile phone, he felt anger and fear on his face at the same time. He opened the car door and was about to run away.

When the car door opened, he saw the young man with a stiff expression standing outside. Chu Liu raised his chin, and Wen Qing'er had no choice but to retreat into the car.

Wang Han stuffed his cell phone into his pocket and said, "On the sixth day of the lunar month, go and call that idiot Yuan Miaomiao over so that you can stop standing there."

Not long after, Yuan Miaomiao got into the car, rubbed her hands and covered her ears, "Brother Han, why are you here? Wen Qing'er must have arrived a long time ago."

Wang Han leaned back and looked away.

"When we meet old friends, why don't you say hello?"

Yuan Miaomiao was stunned for a moment after seeing Wen Qing'er, "Damn, Brother Han, you are really fast!"

Wang Han slapped Yuan Miaomiao on the back of the neck.

Wen Qing'er looked at Yuan Miaomiao bitterly, "You deceived me!"

Yuan Miaomiao said innocently, "Sister, are you unreasonable? You wanted to kill me and tricked me out."

"Then I didn't ask you to call Wang Han out!"

Yuan Miaomiao reached out and put a patch on Wen Qing'er's forehead, "I don't even have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense? If I don't call me Brother Han, will I wait to die?"

"You idiot, you followed this dog man and you actually grew a brain!"

Yuan Miaomiao made a face, "I have a brain before, okay, I know my position very well. Any woman who wants to get close to me has an agenda, usually for money, or for the power of my family. But you don’t need these two things, so what can you get from me? I’m sure you don’t care about these two hundred kilograms of meat, so I only have one life left. Isn’t it hard to guess?

Woman, your name is stupid! "

Wen Qing'er withdrew her gaze and looked at Wang Han coldly.

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

Wang Han lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "If I don't kill you, why kill you? You are still useful."

Wen Qing'er was stunned for a moment, then lay down and acted as if he was ready to take whatever he wanted.

Wang Han said with a dark face, "Are you too confident in yourself or do you have no sense of yourself? I have a wife, but you are far behind my wife."

Wen Qing'er sneered, "Stop pretending, house flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. Aren't men all animals that only think about their lower bodies?"

Wang Han flicked Yuan Miaomiao's crotch and said, "Miaomiao, what do you think?"

Yuan Miaomiao crossed her legs and grimaced, "Brother Han, please stop making trouble. This woman is sick, so don't listen to her."

Wen Qing'er sneered and took off his pants, wanting to see whether these two people were true gentlemen or hypocrites.

Wang Han stopped playing around. With a look, Yuan Miaomiao immediately controlled Wen Qing'er's wrist. Wang Han got straight to the point, "Who is on the Forbidden Island?"

Wen Qing'er was still struggling, but after hearing these words, she was suddenly shocked.

"I can not understand what you say!"

Wang Han instantly controlled Wen Qing'er, "Who is on the Forbidden Island?"

Wen Qing'er's eyes were empty and her tone did not contain any fluctuations as she said, "Bone meat."

"Bone meat?" Seeing that Wang Han didn't understand, Wen Qing'er wrote the two words for Wang Han.

Seeing this strange name combined with some news that Wang Han heard a long time ago.

"Demon?"

"No."

Wang Han asked his guess, "Is it her apprentice?"

Wen Qing'er was stunned, her eyes struggled a little, and finally she nodded, "It's her three disciples!"

Wang Han felt a toothache.

Before Yang Qing'e went to Penglai Pavilion without incident, Wang Han had figured out something. Now when he asked, it confirmed his guess.

True Lord Taiping Yang Yan had said before that the terrifying being hidden in Penglai Pavilion had fought against him. It was conceivable how powerful the terrifying being who could fight against Yang Yan, the leader of Zhenlong Palace, and still retreat safely was.

There were five disciples under her.

There are three disciples in Penglai Pavilion, including the little girl with braided horns whom I met before. There are three more disciples who have not yet been born.

These disciples are so strong, so she must be so strong.

It’s no wonder that when those demons and demons mentioned that, she would change their expressions and rebel at every turn. She could understand it now.

Wang Han suddenly realized something.

"Is Penglai Pavilion the one she supported?"

Wen Qing'er shook his head, "The founder of Penglai Pavilion was supported by Gu Yao."

"Did Gu Yao ever tell you about her?"