Urban Hidden Dragon

Zhai Yueping stared at the screen.

The face that was so angry one second began to distort the next.

He pointed his finger at the screen like a black-handed brother.

"Wang Han! It was you who did it!"

Wang Han leaned back on his chair.

Merck picked up the phone and asked coldly, "What's going on?"

"Mr. Merck, it's nothing. I can solve a small problem!" Zhai Yueping was still arrogant at this time.

Merck held the phone and said, "Let me ask you something!"

Zhai Yueping paused, "There has been a collective rebellion among the living dead in the country!"

Unexpectedly, after saying this, Zhai Yueping's expression changed again when he looked at his other mobile phone.

After Merck's assistant glanced at Wang Han with a complicated expression, he also handed over a mobile phone.

After seeing the message on his phone, Merck closed his eyes and his cheek and masseter muscles wriggled.

The opportunity for Merck to break through defenses like this is rare.

Tang En waved, and the mobile phone from which the secret message was sent was handed into Tang En's hand.

There is only a simple message on the phone.

The living dead in Asia collectively broke away from control and only obeyed Wang Han's orders.

Tang En suddenly laughed.

Putting the phone on the table, the lines at the corners of his eyes turned up with a smile.

It was like a vicious wolf staring at Wang Han in front of him.

Zhai Yueping looked at the screen of his mobile phone, his face was livid, he wished he could go along the network cable and kill Wang Han. After adjusting his condition, Zhai Yueping promised to Merck, "Mr. Merck, give me another chance, at most one day. I can regroup the power of the living dead."

Merck smiled and said, "I'm waiting for your good news."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The moment he hung up the phone, Merck's face instantly turned cold, and he muttered the words "trash" in a low voice.

You can tell at a glance which of the two vice-presidents of Asia is higher.

Among the three vice-presidents of the Living Dead in Asia, Wang Han killed one and toyed with another.

Whether it was Zhai Yueping or the senior officials of the Living Dead, they were all played around by Wang Han.

In the past, the living dead in Asia only obeyed Zhai Yueping's orders just for show.

Merck quickly calmed down.

He reached out and adjusted his glasses.

"Wang Han, I really underestimated you!"

"Thank you Mr. Merck!"

The other senior executives of the Living Dead were all staring at Wang Han, and they looked up to this young man again. It was already good to be able to sit at the same table with a bunch of them old guys and chat and laugh. Now even they dare to scheme against such evildoers. Have to guard against it.

"What's the problem if you control the living dead in Asia? Without medicine, those incarnations will become neither humans nor ghosts. They will not be able to live a normal life for the rest of their lives, and finally die in pain. Do you think How long can you control them?" Merck turned his head and stared at Wang Han with cold eyes behind his glasses, as if he wanted to see through Wang Han.

Wang Han fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and finally took out a small test tube and placed it on the table. He pushed forward, and the small test tube filled with light red liquid was pushed towards Merck.

Merck picked it up, checked it, and then handed it to his assistant.

The assistant understood what he was doing and immediately found an intermediary to inject Wang Han's medicine.

There are no side effects and the effect is exactly the same as their medicine.

The secrets of the living dead they relied on to control those intervening people had been cracked. How could the senior living dead leaders present not be surprised.

Someone can't sit still.

He leaned forward, showing signs of taking action.

Merck took out his cell phone and sent a message, looking at Wang Han calmly, "Wang Han, the living dead treat you well!"

Wang Han lit a cigarette, stretched out his hand and patted his chest, "My loyalty to the living dead can be learned from the sun and the moon, but I treat you as my eldest brother, but you treat me as a big spring. Zhai Yueping is not dead, but you have already chilled me." My heart, you are so unkind and you still want me to be so righteous?

Now you are telling me to treat me well, but where is the carelessness? I have worked hard and dedicated myself to expand the territory for the Living Dead, and you still stab me in the back, adding insult to injury and letting Zhai Yueping directly enjoy the final results. Is this how you treat me, a great hero of the Living Dead? Touch your conscience with your hand and ask yourself, are you really treating me badly? "

Merck smiled.

"Now that you can come here, I assume you have already thought about what you want to talk about?"

Wang Han held a cigarette and pointed at the big screen in front of him, "Let me read this plan first!"

Odinster smiled and said, "Are you so confident in yourself?"

Wang Han shrugged, "Mr. Merck must have used the living dead reserve force in the Neon Country, right? Why don't you make a call and ask how the battle is going?"

Merck's expression changed again.

This means he has figured out his path clearly.

When Assistant Kodo saw this, he hurriedly called to inquire.

After hanging up the phone, Kodo's face turned pale and he glanced at Wang Han.

Many senior leaders of the Living Dead stared at Kodo closely and asked impatiently, "What's going on? Tell me!"

Kodo was a little embarrassed to say it, but finally said, "Unknown special operations forces took action, and the backup force we deployed in Neon Country suffered an unprecedented blow. In addition, there are three mercenaries among them. Our The reserve force is estimated to be annihilated in less than two hours!"

The top brass of the Living Dead were in an uproar.

Everyone stared at Wang Han. This young man had already begun to make them feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

Merck's eyes were cold behind his lenses, and he gave Kodo a look. Kodo nodded and sent a quick message.

"Your ability is indeed outstanding. I really like it. Unfortunately, your ambition is too high. People like you are born to be leaders and cannot learn to obey."

"Everyone's spine is straight. No one would bend down if they could. I am a hard-nosed person and cannot be a dog."

Merck picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"Merck, do you have any backup plan?" Odinster stared at Merck, looking at that look, he was ready to kill first and impeach Merck later.

Merck smiled and said, "In order to prepare for the worst, I did make some preparations. I also secretly infiltrated a lot of intermediaries in the past, which was enough to quell this rebellion."

As he spoke, Merk turned his head and looked at Wang Han, "The rebellion over there will have to wait for a while, but the betrayal here can be solved first."

Wang Han flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "Don't be anxious, Mr. Merck. Why don't you confirm whether it's OK?"

These words made Merck's heart skip a beat.

He gave his assistant Kodo a look. Kodo was also trembling in his heart at this moment. All the news he received in the past half day was that Wang Han had the upper hand and Merck's arrangement was shattered.

After calling several times, the call finally got through, but after listening to the call, Kodo's expression changed again.

Merck's hand holding the coffee cup trembled.

The others stared at Kodo, "What's going on? Tell me!"

Coto's throat rolled up and down, and he stared at Wang Han as if he were staring at a devil, "The military headquarters over there is over, and there is a heavy encirclement and suppression! Our people can't hold on for long!"

Snapped!

The handles of coffee cups exploded.

Coffee splashing in cup.

Merk suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Han.

The others either stood up slowly or held the table with both hands, staring at Wang Han eagerly.

The living dead in Asia are completely out of control, which means that today, after many years of torture and torture in Asia, the living dead have completely changed their surname to Wang.

Wang Han pinched the butt of his cigarette.

"I don't want this either! After all, peace makes money, but you insist on forcing me! Then I can only take some countermeasures!"

Merck stood up with a roar.

He rushed to Wang Han with a quick stride, grabbed Wang Han's neck and lifted him up.

"You play with me?"

Wang Han was pinched so hard that he stuck out his tongue, and his face turned pale for a moment. He kicked the air with his legs and suddenly shouted in a female voice, "Boss, boss dog, maydaymayday! Up and down! Left and right, left and right, BABA!"

This sudden scene immediately confused all the living dead executives present.

No one expected that Wang Han would actually make a female voice, but they immediately realized in the next second that this was a substitute.

Painted Skin Ghost quickly took out a mobile phone and raised it, "Don't kill me, kill my boss. I'm just a wage earner with no insurance or housing fund!"

Merck looked at the phone, reached for it, and then put it to his ear.

"Wang Han?"

Wang Han's voice came from the mobile phone, "Mr. Merck! I handled it fairly well, right? Let's talk?"

"Let's talk? Wang Han, you haven't left yet, have you? Your people are still in my hands! I remember you are a person who values ​​love and justice. Your subordinate is very powerful in disguise. You don't want to give up on you. People, right?"

"That's not the case, this is my heart and soul, how could it die in your hands!"

"Then show up! Or I'll kill her! And this place is full of living dead intermediaries, can you escape? If you don't show up, how can we talk?"

Wang Han smiled and said, "I have prepared a fireworks feast for you! Look out the window!"

Everyone looked out the window.

There is a bright light coming from the sky, getting closer and brighter.

Someone's face changed drastically, "Director..."

Before the last word came out, there was a loud bang, the ground shook, and everyone was shaken left and right by the huge shaking.

The short hill not far from the conference hall was flattened to the ground. Snow was flying and water vapor was thick.

Everyone's face was gloomy.

Merck's face was livid, and he broke through the defense and roared for the first time.

"Wang Han!!!"

Wang Han's laughter came, "Let's talk now?"

Merk was so angry that he directly spoke in Chinese, "I've been talking about your mother for a while..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another roar.

The earth shook, the windows shattered with a crackling sound, the chandelier on the roof swayed left and right, and everyone was temporarily deafened.

Another hill in the distance was razed to the ground.

The name of war fanatic flashed in everyone's mind.

After the sound wave ends.

Wang Han's laughter came again, "It was just a warm-up, there are still sixty-seven more shots to follow! They are all aimed at this place!"

Talk now? "