Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han held a cigarette.

Looking at Ma She on the ground.

Ma She looked gloomy and repeated what he just said, "It'll be up to you sooner or later! Let's see if you can still laugh!"

Wang Han leaned against the car, "Then I'll laugh at noon."

Ma She made a strange handprint with one hand and put it in front of him, and just muttered something in his mouth.

Crow Lao pressed his palm.

The Qi Feather directly penetrated Ma She's head.

Ma She threw his head back. Under the huge impact, his entire upper body leaned back, with his head pressing against the crook of his legs, eventually forming a Q shape.

Ya Lao took out Tianzhufa's mobile phone, took a photo and uploaded the animation of the settlement of this mission.

Wang Han held a cigarette and leaned against the car, remaining silent in a rare moment.

Ke Le walked towards Wang Han and waved his hand in front of Wang Han, "Brother Han?"

Wang Han came to his senses and asked, "Why have so many Tianzhi members defected during this period?"

Ke Le thought for a moment, "Because the Tianzhi system has been paralyzed for many years, many of the current Tianzhi members have only joined the Tianzhi for a short time and have no sense of belonging to the Tianzhi. In other words, the Tianzhi has not fully domesticated the members below. , only through ruthless killing can we quickly and effectively screen out loyal members of the axis of heaven."

"Why did this Ma She defect?"

Ke Le shook his head, "I don't know. I have been in contact with this person before. This person has always been very cautious in doing things. Logically speaking, he would not do such a thing as defecting."

Wang Han recalled the defecting members of Tianzhi he had come into contact with during this period.

Both of them have similarities. Could it be that Ma She's defection also has some similarities?

Although Ma She is dead, Ma She's fellow disciples are not dead yet, and they most likely know why Ma She defected.

Wang Han glanced in one direction.

Looking back, Wang Han hugged Ke Le, "Have you been in the secret realm of the true self with Wenren Xuanhai for the past two days?"

"He's not here, and I don't know what he does all day long. It's just me."

"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Han patted Ke Le on the shoulder.

Ke Le said with a bitter face, "Brother Han, you have to reward me well when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not call the police when I take you to the hospital this time!"

Ke Le remembered some bad memories with a dark face.

The group of people scattered.

Wang Han got into the car and pointed in a direction, "Go this way."

Xiong Zhou stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Inside a dilapidated house.

Xiong Anqi's eyes were red, and he sat in the corner and wiped his tears. He was tall and had a big face. The stubble on his beard made his big face look green. There were half sleeves inside a thin coat on a cold day.

A girl next to her with a ponytail that looked like Tian Guangtian kicked Xiong Anqi hard, "Why are you crying as a grown man? What problems can you solve by crying!"

Xiong Anqi, who was 1.9 meters tall, wiped his tears resentfully, "Who said men can't cry?"

The ponytail girl Xiong Anxin frowned, her white clothes stained with a lot of blood.

The girl held a strange-shaped thin sword in her hand, gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Go back! Bring Senior Brother Ma back!"

A short man with a big head who looked a bit like Fan Xiaoqin hit his knees and said, "I agree! There are only a few people in our lineage, and more than a dozen people died today, so our deaths cannot be in vain!"

An old man who was smoking and sitting next to Xiong Anqi slapped Xiong Anqi on the back of the head. He turned back and glanced at the girl with the ponytail, "Go back? Do you know who the last few people are today?"

Xiong Anxin frowned and asked, "Who?"

The old man furrowed his brows and took a puff of cigarette, "One is one of the Ten Guys of the Ten Guys Association, the former famous Eighth Group Commander-in-Chief Qin Tianliang!

The most terrible thing is the young man who came after him. He is the prince of the Shilaohui, the little eunuch of the Shanhe Alliance, and the co-leader of the Nine Paths in the World. The most terrible thing is that you didn’t see the person following him? If I guess correctly, the devil is accompanying him! It’s not enough for us just to fill the gaps in people’s teeth!

It is estimated that Junior Brother Ma has left now. "

Xiong Anxin gritted his teeth.

"I, Xiong Anxin, will definitely avenge this!"

The old man lowered his head and smoked.

The tall Xiong Anqi wiped away his tears and sobbed like a big bear wiping away tears, "Uncle An, are we just going to sit here like this now?"

The old man took a puff of cigarette.

"Their target is Junior Brother Ma, and they will not chase us. Many of our people were seriously injured by Qin Tianliang and that demon. We must rest here for a while. Now, wait here for the viewer, wait for him We’ll make a decision when we get here.”

The thin sword in Xiong Anxin's hand slashed the ground several times. He was upset and angry because Xiong Anqi was crying in front of him, so he kicked Xiong Anqi's butt.

"Cry! You know how to cry!"

"Sister, don't bully me all the time. If you have the guts, you can vent your anger on that Shiluohui Crown Prince."

Xiong Anxin stood up awkwardly, and sat down again after a few seconds.

He huffed in anger.

Several people hung their heads like eggplants beaten by frost.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly came.

"Why are you so wilted?"

A handsome middle-aged man wearing white clothes walked in from outside.

"Viewer!" The old man who smoked buckled the cigarette pot on the sole of his shoe and stood up.

"Master!" Xiong Anxin stood up immediately and shouted happily.

Others stood up to say hello.

The middle-aged man glanced at him.

"It looks like a lot of people were injured."

Xiong Anxin immediately complained, "It's the fault of Qin Tianliang and the Prince of the Shilaohui! We have killed dozens of people, mostly because of them. Master, let's go and avenge this!"

The middle-aged man gently tapped the girl on the head with the fan in his hand, "You girl, you know how to fight and kill. Strictly speaking, they have no choice but to do this!"

Xiong Anxin said unconvinced, "Master, why are you still turning your elbows outward? Is it possible that Senior Brother Ma and so many of his fellow disciples have lost their jobs in vain?"

The middle-aged man knocked Xiong Anxin on the head again, "They are people from Tianzhu. Your senior brother Ma also said that if the people from Tianzhu don't complete their mission, they will be treated as defectors. You, senior brother Ma, didn't do that before." He has also killed many people who had no quarrel with him! In this world, if you drink and peck, you will get what you sow!"

Xiong Anxin was still a little unconvinced, "Master! But in the final analysis, Senior Brother Ma is one of our own. Whatever we do, we can handle it behind closed doors. It is not the turn of others to judge us! We, Lingyun Temple, have never suffered so many mistakes." people!"

The middle-aged man hit Xiong Anxin's head hard with the folding fan in his hand, making a snapping sound, "You girl, you are used to being arrogant and indulgent, and you just say things that go against the laws of heaven!"

Xiong Anxin muttered and rubbed the big bulge on his head with one hand, "Then let's just let this matter go? If this revenge is not avenged, I will always feel like there is a lump in my throat!"

The middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Let it go, I won't fight, so it's okay!"

Xiong Anxin pursed his lips, "I know how to talk about these empty truths in one day. How can a person live without fighting? If he slaps me, will I have to stretch out the other half of my face and let him slap me again? I do. No! I don’t believe it. He must be alone sometimes! After I go back, I will ask a friend of mine, Lu Ruotong of Dayan Sect, to help me figure it out! As soon as he is alone, I will directly beat him to death I don’t even know him!”

The middle-aged man was about to speak when a laugh came, "I am an orphan. If you don't beat me, my own mother may not even know me."

Everyone looked over in unison.

Then he saw Wang Han walking in from outside.

Xiong Anxin drew his sword immediately, followed closely by the others, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

With a quick glance, he said, "You came alone?"

Wang Han nodded, "I came alone!"

Xiong Anxin stabbed forward with the long sword in his hand, "Look at the sword!"

Before the sword could hit Wang Han, the hero smashed down from the roof.

Xiong Anxin took half a step back in shock and turned pale, "Didn't you say you came alone?"

Wang Han shrugged his shoulders, "He is a demon, not a human, so what I said is fine."

The middle-aged man pressed down the sword in Xiong Anxin's hand.

He smiled at Wang Han and said, "Wang Han, right? I've heard about his reputation for a long time! It's like thunder!"

"Thank you for the award. Dare I ask senior..."

Xiong Anxin said like a master, "How can a mere mortal like you know my master's name?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Xiong Anxin indifferently and said to Wang Han, "The master of Lingyun Temple, Bai Yujing."

"I've met Guanzhu Bai."

Bai Yujing waved his hand, "The little eunuch was also killed. I wonder what the little eunuch did after him?"

Wang Han got straight to the point, "I want to ask something."

Bai Yujing stared at Wang Han and asked after being silent for a few seconds.

"Are you here to ask about the ship?"