Urban Hidden Dragon

"Mr. Ji?"

Wang Han shouted again.

His head suddenly moved forward, and Wang Han was staggered by a sudden force.

"Why did you hit me?"

Ji Xuan laughed and scolded, "What do you think? Why do you always feel so weird when words come out of your mouth? It feels like the mouth is like the creaking nest of a sixty-year-old woman!"

Wang Han originally wanted to light a cigarette, but when he heard this, his shoulders trembled with laughter.

“You have a lot of experience, you’ve seen a lot and eaten a lot!”

Ji Xuan suddenly took out a handful of Wang Han's crotch. After grabbing a handful, he realized that Wang Han had been shrinking from the moment he stepped into the Ji family's mansion.

Wang Han leaned next to Ji Xuan, "You keep telling me about the method that allows me to enter the Chaoyuan realm with my inner strength. I was so heartbroken that I couldn't even sleep well last night."

"I will tell you after this incident is over, so as not to distract you."

Wang Han handed Ji Xuan a cigarette. Ji Xuan pinned it to his ear and continued to read the novel. Wang Han stretched his neck and took a look, "Oh, there are more than 10,000 chapters. I have read this novel when I was in school. Has the protagonist lost his virginity now?”

Ji Xuan took a sip of bird's nest porridge and said, "The protagonist of the place I saw is still a baby. It's okay. I can live for at least a few decades. As long as he dares to continue writing, I will read it! I won't finish it before I finish it." It’s okay, I’ll let my son burn it for me!”

After drinking the porridge in a few mouthfuls, Ji Xuan glanced at Wang Han from the corner of his eye and said, "You came here so early in the morning just to talk nonsense with me?"

"There are other things. Aren't we going to elect one family to be the fifth defender today? What I mean is that it is best for the Shanhe Alliance and the eight ancient tribes to advance and retreat together. If ours cannot be chosen, then we will choose yours. You guys If you can’t choose, then choose ours. Anyway, we can’t let those two companies succeed.”

Ji Xuan waved, and Wang Han handed over the lighter.

Ji Xuan, who lit a cigarette, put Wang Han's lighter into his pocket, "No problem, the name of the meat horn sent by the eight ancient tribes this time is Yao Anli. I will give it a sip. It's almost time. Wait. It's about to start soon. Things should be finalized before two o'clock this afternoon. I picked up two chickens yesterday. I'll go over and roast them first. When you're done here, come directly. We're at the same place as usual. Let’s discuss the matter of helping you improve your internal strength to the Chaoyuan realm while eating.”

Wang Han stood up holding Ji Xuan's knees, "Then I'm leaving."

Ji Xuan hummed, lowered his head and read the novel with relish.

Putting the phone in his pocket, he went out and took out two chickens from a cardboard box in the backyard of the house.

Ji Xuan touched his pocket and was stunned for a moment.

He quickly turned around and found that Wang Han's lighter, which he had just bought, was gone, and a pack of good cigarettes in his pocket was also missing.

Ji Xuan cursed for a while, "His grandma's! This kid can't take any advantage!"

Wang Han lit a good cigarette he picked up from Ji Xuan's pocket.

The dick screamed and headed towards the staircase hall.

Although it starts at nine o'clock.

But by now many people had come.

Representatives from various organizations in the arena have sent people.

In the early stage, the pattern of big fish eating small fish is initially finalized.

Nowadays, the top forces in the world are either behemoths like the Shanhe Alliance, the Xianhe League, and the Taiping Association, or behemoths like the Eight Ancient Clan, who are powerful and have many subordinate families.

Below are also some middle-level organizational alliances. These organizations were originally able to make a name for themselves in the arena, but they did not gain enough benefits in the primitive accumulation of big fish eating small fish some time ago. However, this kind of Organizations occupy a very high proportion in today's arena.

The stable agreement designated by the Wuyue Alliance is a good thing for them. Of course, if the behemoths at the front really want to stir up the world, the people below them can only bite the bullet and passively follow.

In the face of absolute strength, whoever has a bigger fist is the one who makes the rules, and whoever has a bigger fist will set the fair measurement standards.

The huge hall was filled with people.

At the front is an empty space reserved for a few behemoths.

They are all ranked according to strength.

When Wang Han came here, many people looked in Wang Han's direction.

Yesterday's news that Zhu Hesong's grandson from the Xianhe League had died was like a fire in a ball of paper.

After all, I still can’t live without a package.

So much so that even those with a little bit of strength found out what Zhu Hesong wanted to do yesterday.

This little Taibao, who is famous in the world, is really ruthless.

At this juncture, even people from the Xianhe League dared to kill.

And after Wang Han came here.

Zhu Hesong and Kang Hexing both smiled and nodded at Wang Han.

This made everyone sigh in their hearts.

To be powerful is to be domineering.

At that time, this father was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

nowadays.

This young man has shown his prowess.

That calm and unhurried momentum scares many people.

After Wang Han took his seat, he started playing Landlord with his mobile phone.

Bickering is inevitable next.

Leave the bickering to Qiao Fengchun.

Nine o'clock has arrived.

Wang Han put his cell phone in his pocket.

A thin old man stood up at the front.

He walked to the front with a cane, took off his hat and bowed to everyone present.

The sound in the venue gradually became quiet.

The old man smiled and said, "I got what I wanted. In terms of seniority, this meeting should be hosted by my old friend Ji Xuan, but my old friend never likes to appear in public. Thanks to everyone's support, this meeting will be hosted by this old man. Wuyue The idea of ​​​​the alliance was put forward by the eight ancient tribes, aiming to maintain the stability of the Jianghu. This Jianghu is a big family, and any big family has several heads to preside over the overall situation.

To put it bluntly, today’s matter is to choose who will be the parent. As for who you want to choose to be the parent, I think you all have a certain idea in your mind. So I won’t go into details. Let’s get straight to the point and get to the point. From before If you vote among the proposed candidates and the number of supporting votes exceeds 50% of the total votes, you can become a defender of the Five Mountains Alliance! Let’s start with the eight ancient tribes! Those who agree can vote! "

Wang Han glanced at the old man. To be honest, he admired this kind of person the most. He could ramble on about even the most trivial matters.

Things like voting have already been taken care of.

The four largest families all hold many sects in the world, and they are all angry in private.

Competition will be competition, and cooperation will be cooperation.

After all, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.

The Shanhe Alliance, the Eight Ancient Clans, the Xianhe Alliance and the Taiping Association naturally became the defenders of the Five Mountains.

All other candidates have approval ratings below 50%.

Fei Ruyuan stood up again and smiled at the bottom, "Even though there are thousands of years, there are eight wildernesses, I have read all the rivers and lakes in the spring and autumn, and I have never left all corners of the country. I have been a romantic figure for thousands of years, and the dragon has risen from three mountains and five mountains. Today's gathering is the Five Mountains Alliance, so it is natural to Five maintainers have been voted out, and there is only one left to go. What do you recommend? "

The four delegations sitting at the front all had expressionless faces.

Yao Anli, the representative of the eight ancient tribes, looks about forty years old and is wearing a suit. He is a standard handsome uncle. Hearing this, he took the lead and spoke, "Then we, the eight ancient tribes, will recommend one company first, Tiandimen!"

With the eight ancient clans taking the lead, Lu Mei, the adoptive son of the Taiping Society who was responsible for Zilu Shengxiang, cleared his throat.

"We at the Taiping Association recommend Spring and Autumn..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Fengchun said with a smile, "Brother Lu Mei, please be patient. Qiao will interrupt first!"