Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han looked at the crazy and delirious deputy captain Blaise.

I was worried in my heart.

Very ill.

The dosage needs to be increased!

But he still managed a smile on his face.

Blaise was still holding the teacup, staggering and looking crazy as he gave Wang Han a flattering expression. That expression was as if he hadn't talked to anyone for many years, and suddenly a living person came, and he wanted to write the other person into the first page of his family register.

"Sit down! Sit down now!"

Blaise raised his hand towards Wang Han and pointed to the several broken sofas on the other side.

Wang Han also sat down confidently.

Blaise performed another non-physical show, serving Wang Han some fruits and snacks, and also ordered the non-existent chef to prepare some big meal for Wang Han.

Wang Han twitched the corner of his mouth. It seemed that a person who stayed on this ship all year round and had few contacts with living people must have some psychological problems.

Relatively speaking, Zhuang Jingyao was much better. Although he was also mentally devastated, at least he didn't behave as crazy as Blaise.

Wang Han turned his eyes and looked into the direction of the cabin, wanting to see what was inside.

Unexpectedly, Blaise squatted on the sofa like a monkey, and his upper body slowly moved over. He gave Wang Han a mentally abnormal smile, and picked up Wang Han's hand, stroking the back of Wang Han's hand in circles like an old pervert.

"Are you the current Pope of the Holy Light Church?"

"Yes! It's me!"

Blaise leaned forward slightly, less than ten centimeters away from Wang Han, and his bearded face revealed a jealous and obscene smile.

"Not bad, not bad. Have you ever thought about being the captain of this ship? If you become the captain of this ship, you can kill people, Buddhas, and even God in one second. You can call the shots in the whole world! Do you want to?"

Blaise's face moved a few centimeters closer to Wang Han again, with hope in his eyes. That expression and look was as if he was trying to persuade others to join a pyramid scheme.

Wang Han refused with a smile, "My ability is low, and I am not qualified to be elected as the captain yet..."

Before he could finish his words, Blaise immediately raised a finger and placed it in front of Wang Han's mouth as a gesture to silence him.

"Oh no! God! What on earth did you do to this poor child to make him so lacking in confidence? Kid, of course you are qualified to be a captain. I can't guarantee whether others have it, but you are the most qualified. You are more qualified than that fat guy before!"

As he spoke, Blaise twitched his nose and sniffed Wang Han's shoulder, "You must know that fat guy. You smell like his toilet water!"

Wang Han immediately retorted, "No, no, no, this must be your nose's fault!"

Blaise bared his gold teeth and laughed at Wang Han, "My friend, I am just a little mentally ill, but my nose is still normal. You must know that fat guy!"

As he spoke, Blaise grabbed Wang Han by the collar and lifted him up, "Tell me! Where is the fat guy?"

"Aren't you the deputy captain? How can you not find the person you want to find?"

Blaise turned around in circles angrily, rubbing his thick hair with his fingers, "Someone once told me that my successor would appear in this area! Damn it, I've been waiting for hundreds of years, but I still haven't seen it!

Damn you Blaise, this is all your fault!"

Blaise turned around and pointed at the air behind him.

After saying that, Blaise slid to the direction he had pointed to, as angry as a red-skinned duck, and moved his hands up and down vigorously.

"Blame me? You can blame me for this? When I wanted to be the vice captain, you all expressed your opinions. Everyone agreed that this world is balanced, and you have to pay something if you want to be immortal! At the beginning, you all said that freedom is shit, and immortality is the most important! What about now? You blame me for not having a big-skinned woman to accompany you! You blame me for not having a big-butt woman to accompany you! You blame me for not having delicious food to enjoy! You also blame me for not having friends and family to accompany you!"

Blaney jumped up and down, pointing at where he had just stood and yelling in different tones, "It's your fault, it's your fault!"

A few seconds later, Blaney knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, as if trying to block out the voices blaming him by covering his ears.

Ah!

Blaise suddenly burst into a roar.

His eyes were red, and he tightly grasped Wang Han's shoulders with both hands, "Who do you blame? Tell me! Who do you blame!"

If he couldn't defeat him, Wang Han would have given this lunatic two big fights.

But this is not an defeat.

Wang Han smiled at Blaise honestly, "I think... it's Zong Henian's fault! Yes! It's Zong Henian's fault!"

Blaise spun in circles.

After a few seconds, he slapped his head and his eyes lit up, as if a light bulb suddenly appeared outside his head.

"I blame Zong Henian! Hahaha! This kid from the beach! It's all because of him that I lost my freedom!"

Blaise turned around in circles, mumbling to himself, and in just a short while, he played dozens of personalities by himself.

Wang Han frowned, wondering how he could have a normal communication with this person.

Unexpectedly, Blaise suddenly turned around, sat on the sofa, took out a cigar from a box on the side, cut it open, and lit it elegantly. His expression was serious and cold, and his gray-brown eyes stared at Wang Han, as if he wanted to see through Wang Han.

"What do you want to do on board?"

Wang Han was a little uncomfortable with the other party's sudden calmness.

However, Wang Han was not sure when the other party would go crazy again, so he took this opportunity to say, "We want to use your ship and the other ship to determine the exact location of the third ship!"

Blaise held a cigar between his legs, the butt of the cigar lit up, "Why should I help you?"

Wang Han had thought about this question before coming here, and combined with what he had just seen of this person going crazy, Wang Han laughed.

"I can help you find a successor!"

Blaise's action of smoking the cigar paused obviously, his cheeks just sunken and fixed for a moment, then he continued to take a sip and slowly exhaled thick white smoke.

"Before, a fat man came to me. I wanted to keep him as the vice captain, but he refused. He said that his apprentice is the Pope of the Holy Light Church and will also board this ship. When the time comes, his apprentice will help me find a successor. The person he mentioned is you, right?"

Wang Han forced a smile.

It’s time to come clean, “It’s me!”

Blaise said nothing, his cheeks slightly sunken, and the cigar butt lit up again, emitting an orange-red glow.

His eyes were fixed on Wang Han, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"But before you, there was another person who boarded this ship. He said he was also the Pope of the Holy Light Church!"