Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han was startled.

I have been focusing on domestic affairs during this period.

I almost forgot about the things happening overseas.

The coronation ceremony of the Holy Light Pope is definitely a global announcement.

Wang Han’s account in China is still cancelled.

After Shi E was captured, the Hou Rong people have not released the news that Wang Han is alive in order to prevent the army from being demoralized.

If this were announced globally, those people in China who were celebrating upon hearing that Wang Han had died would probably be terrified.

Not to mention those far away, the guy in front of us, Xiong Anxin, would probably be the first one to be scared to death.

After all, it was Xiong Anxin who first released the news that Wang Han was killed by Shi'e.

"Got it. I'll be there after I finish dealing with this matter now!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Han thought about it.

Now various forces abroad are still struggling with the Tianzhou. After fighting for so long, various forces and Tianzhou are still struggling. If they want to make a substantial breakthrough, they must find the prophet and kill him completely. And the necessary condition to kill the prophet is to find that ship. The key to killing the prophet is on that ship.

Now that the war situation is at a stalemate, it is useless for Su Qi to stay abroad, so Wang Han thinks about bringing Su Qi back. The family has not been reunited for a long time.

A family would be incomplete without a woman, so it was a good opportunity to take Su Qi home during the coronation ceremony of the Holy Light Church.

But before that, Wang Han sent a message to Di Lao to ask him, after all, he didn't know whether this old fat man had any next plan.

Seeing that Emperor Lao replied with a "yes", Wang Han raised his eyebrows. Before, Su Qi was a very important chess piece of Emperor Lao abroad. Now that he agreed to let Su Qi come back, based on Wang Han's understanding of Emperor Lao, this old fat man must have other arrangements abroad.

Coming back to his senses, Wang Han glanced at Xiang Feng who was standing beside him, craning his neck to look into the village.

It’s just that there are many big trees in the village that block my view. My hearing is better than that of ordinary people, but I can’t hear too far, and I can’t see or hear anything.

Xiong Anxin wanted to urge Xiang Feng to go in and kill a few villagers to rescue her master, but she was afraid to say what was in her heart, so she had to endure it.

Wang Han listened with his ears pricked up.

Zhuang Zhibing questioned his father why he gave the lookout position to Lao Tuozi instead of him. Seeing Lao Zhuang lying on the bed without saying a word, Zhuang Zhibing was so angry that he smashed things on the ground.

He kicked the bed twice and roared angrily, "I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf? You keep saying that you hope I can live a good life, but now you've given such a good job to a cripple! What are you thinking? Do you want to have no descendants?"

Lao Zhuang opened his eyes angrily, and as he got emotional, he coughed violently again, and even spit out a mouthful of blood. Lao Zhuang lay on the bed, and angrily pounded the bed with his fist, making a clanging sound. "You good-for-nothing, get out! Get out! I'll pretend that I never gave birth to a heartless beast like you! I won't give this position to anyone else, and I won't give it to you!"

Zhuang Zhibing pointed at Lao Zhuang and said, "You old bastard! You deserve to spit out blood. You gave such a good job to someone else instead of your son. You're coughing up blood because your ancestors are punishing you!"

Lao Zhuang lay on the side of the bed, so angry that he choked and vomited a large amount of blood.

He was breathing heavily, veins bulging on his forehead, his head was congested, his face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed at Zhuang Zhibing with a trembling hand.

"Get out of here! I don't have a son like you!"

Several villagers who came to send Zhuang Zhibing came in one after another. After seeing this situation, they hurriedly came up to support Lao Zhuang and patted him on the back.

"Zhibing! Your dad is already so sick, why are you still angry with him?"

Zhuang Zhibing gradually calmed down.

Before coming back, Xiong Anxin promised him two million if the matter was done. He gave him a deposit of 500,000 first, and would give him 1.5 million after the matter was done.

With two million, he could buy a house and a car in the city, and he could spend more than a hundred dollars casually. The remaining dozens of dollars were not enough for him to live a carefree life. Moreover, he was lazy and had no special skills. He could not bear the hardship of delivering takeout, could not tighten screws in a factory, could not work late as a security guard, and could not hang out with rich women. He did small jobs and looked like a devil, and no rich woman would look at him. But his father's position in the village earned at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a year, and it was an idle job. In addition, the villagers would give all kinds of government subsidies to Lao Zhuang first, so he could easily get 100,000 yuan a year.

Zhuang Zhibing was quite smart. He thought that he had to give in quickly and appease his father, so that he could release Xiong Anxin's master and take over the easy job from his father. With this thought in mind, Kubang knelt down in front of Zhuang and slapped himself in the face.

"Zhibing, what are you doing?" Several villagers who came in asked hurriedly after hearing the noise.

Lao Zhuang turned his head and looked at Zhuang Zhibing, frowning.

Zhuang Zhibing wiped his tearless eyes and said, "Dad, I was so angry just now that I lost my mind and said some things that made you angry. I am really a piece of shit. Dad, I know I was wrong. Beat me, beat me to death."

While howling, he moved closer to Zhuang Zhibing. Zhuang Zhibing knelt on the ground and moved to the bedside. He grabbed Lao Zhuang's hand and hit himself hard on the head several times.

Lao Zhuang pulled his hand back. He was already old, but had raised such a bastard of a son. He couldn't help but feel sad. Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes. Lao Zhuang gritted his teeth and turned his head away.

Zhuang Zhibing wiped his eyes and winked at several villagers, "You guys go out first. I want to talk to my dad."

Several villagers paused and then went out.

Zhuang Zhibing wiped the blood next to him and fetched a basin of water, "Dad, let me wash your feet!"

Lao Zhuang lay motionless on the bed, but turned his head to look at the wall on the other side.

Zhuang Zhibing thought about it, helped his father up, and squatted on the ground to wash his father's feet.

Thinking about how to get things done, Zhuang Zhibing said, "Dad, I have saved some money over the years. Now that you are not in good health, I want to come back to accompany you and show my filial piety to you."

Lao Zhuang looked at his son Zhuang Zhibing. He knew his son's character very well and remained silent.

After wiping Lao Zhuang's feet, Zhuang Zhibing helped Lao Zhuang lie down and said as if he was chatting, "Dad, I heard that a group of people came to our village before, and you finally locked up their leader? Where did you lock him up?"

"Why do you ask these questions?"

"Dad, I'm just asking, don't get excited."

Zhuang Zhibing didn't ask any more questions. If he pressed him too hastily, Old Zhuang might get angry again, and that would be counterproductive.

Seeing that Lao Zhuang had fallen asleep, Zhuang Zhibing walked out of the room. The group of villagers who had just arrived had all gone back. Zhuang Zhibing had to go and comfort Xiong Anxin and the others, telling them not to worry. When he reached the bottom of the mountain, he saw the middle-aged man from the same village leaning on the car window and looking inside.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuang Zhibing stepped forward and kicked him.

The middle-aged man turned around and said, "OK, Zhibing, you are doing really well. Come and take me with you."

Zhuang Zhibing handed the middle-aged man a cigarette and said, "Gao Shuqun, I want to ask you something. Wasn't someone from the group that came to our village arrested by my father? Where is he?"

The middle-aged man held a cigarette between his legs and puffed away happily, "How would I know that?"

Zhuang Zhibing handed the remaining half pack of cigarettes to Gao Shuqun and said, "Think about it carefully."

Gao Shuqun thought for a long time while holding a cigarette between his legs. "Why are you asking this?"

Zhuang Zhibing lied, "I'm just afraid that if I don't lock him up properly, he'll come out and beat my dad up again."

Gao Shuqun looked around and hugged Zhuang Zhibing, "I'm just guessing. Your father was injured so badly, where could he hide him? Is there any cellar in your house that you can look for? Or, you can ask Uncle Tuozi. Your father must have told Uncle Tuozi a lot of things. I also saw your father give something to Uncle Tuozi. I guess that thing should be something that represents the identity of the lookout. Originally, this position should have been yours, but it was snatched away by Old Tuozi. How can you explain this?"

Zhuang Zhibing lowered his head and thought.

"You just said that my dad gave Lao Tuozi something. Did you see what it was?"

Gao Shuqun said, "I was outside the room, watching through the window. I was right in front of the window, and it was quite far away, so I couldn't see clearly. What's wrong? Do you have any ideas?"

"It's okay."

Zhuang Zhibing smiled, he had heard why Xiong Anxin's father was arrested, it was because of the secret of the village. Since Xiong Anxin's father was arrested, it was likely that he did not find the secret. The thing that Lao Zhuang gave to Lao Tuozi must be related to the secret. If he got that thing and then went to find Xiong Anxin, he would ask for millions of dollars. Is there any need to compete with Lao Tuozi for that position?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Zhibing couldn't help but laugh, feeling that he was a fucking genius!

Zhuang Zhibing went back home in a pretentious manner, pretended to clean the room, and searched his house, but he couldn't find the place where Master Xiong Anxin was hiding.

In order not to attract Lao Zhuang's attention, he went out first, picked up a bottle of wine and a cigarette from the trunk of the car at the bottom of the mountain, and walked towards Lao Tuozi's house, pretending to apologize.

Wang Han took a sip of water.

Wang Han knew everything that happened in the village.

Xiong Anxin looked anxiously in the direction of the village.

"Why haven't you come yet? Are you going to change your mind? Brother Xiang Feng, why don't we charge in, capture a few hostages, and force them to release the people!"

Xiang Feng touched his fists together, turned his head and looked at Wenren Xuanhai, "Brother Saobao, are you willing to go with me..."

Wenren Xuanhai hugged Chuliu Niang and said to Xiang Feng, "No! I still want to watch the stars and the moon with my little sweetie!"

Xiang Feng turned his head and looked at Wang Han, his eyes hoping that Wang Han could go with him.

Wang Han screwed the cap back on. "I suggest you don't go either. Her father has been recruited by Liao Village and will have to protect Liao Village from now on. It would be useless to go in."

Xiong Anxin immediately said, "You are talking nonsense. My master would never do such a thing for anyone! Xiang Feng, how could you believe his words? Are you scared?"

Xiang Feng opened his mouth. Since Wang Han said so, he must believe what Wang Han said.

"Little Bear, I think..."

Xiong Anxin immediately said, "Do you know how you are inferior to Wang Han? If Wang Han was here now, he would not be influenced by others and would definitely rush in without saying a word. Wang Han will do everything he can to fulfill his promise to others. That's why he can be so successful in the martial arts world, while you are just a joke in the martial arts world!"

Wang Han turned his head and looked at Xiong Anxin.

“That’s nonsense!

Daniel Wang will help you? "