Urban Hidden Dragon

There are densely packed holes on the two compasses.

As the two compasses rotate, the year, month and day scales on the compasses overlap.

There is a small hole on the two compasses, from which comes out a breath mixed with the power of Qi and faith.

Wang Han looked at the small hole from which the air was coming out.

According to the small hole on the compass, the location is determined to be a place in the Pacific Ocean.

Chuliu Niang didn't know what was going on and stared blankly in the direction of the location.

Wang Han stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Chuliu Niang, "What's wrong, Chuliu?"

Chu Liu Niang came back to her senses, "It seems that some vague fragments of memory have emerged, and it feels a little unreal, like a dream."

Wang Han took the compass from Chu Liu Niang, but the compass had no effect in Wang Han's hands.

It seemed that there was only a reaction in Chuliu's hands.

Wang Han gradually figured it out.

The things carried on the remaining third ship are not only the origin of the prophet, but Chuliu and the prophet are also relatives. This compass was found through Chuliu as the medium, using Qi and the power of faith as the inducement.

It's a pity that this thing's global positioning can only locate one other ship, otherwise it would be awesome to be able to find anyone in the world with it.

Wang Han easily put the thing into his arms.

In addition, the ship must be moving as well, and it moves very fast, so it cannot be located using high-tech means. Even if Wang Han knows where it is now, he will have no idea where it has gone in a while.

So it’s better to bring this thing with you.

Wang Han turned around and gave Blaise and Zhuang Jingyao a sweet smile.

"Thank you for your help. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first! I will definitely return this compass to you after I'm done using it!"

As he spoke, he got into the car, started the car, and drove away with his foot on the accelerator.

Zhuang Jingyao and Blaise both looked at Wang Han with a smile.

The two people did not stop him.

Blaise stood at the bow, "Remember what you promised me!"

Wang Han stretched out a hand from the car window and waved, "I'll never forget it!"

Zhuang Jingyao was slightly startled, as if he had guessed something, "Don't forget what you promised me!"

Wang Han waved his hand generously, "Just be at ease! I will definitely make everything clear to you!"

Blaise glanced at Zhuang Jingyao and said, "Mr. Zhuang, I heard that you agreed to his ten requests in order to get him to find a successor for you?"

Wang Han pricked up his ears and listened carefully, cursing in his heart, "Why is this idiot so fond of gossiping like a gossipy woman? If you can't find a topic to talk about, you don't have to talk!"

I stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and it almost hit the bottom of the car. I wish the car could fly.

Zhuang Jingyao put his hands behind his back and glanced in the direction of Wang Han. The wheels of the car rolled up a stream of yellow sand. Zhuang Jingyao laughed. This old guy was quite considerate of Wang Han and did not expose what Wang Han said.

Wang Han exhaled and muttered that Zhuang Jingyao was really a particular person.

He took out the compass in his arms and looked at it again. With this thing, he could find the last ship. After cleaning out the Xianhe League and the Eight Ancient Clans in the country, Wang Han quickly turned around and killed the prophet with lightning speed.

After lighting a cigarette, Wang Han sent a message to Wenren Xuanhai to inquire about the situation over there and what was going on on the sixth day.

After Wenren Xuanhai sent Wang Han a location, he also sent him a video.

In the video, a bonfire can be seen from a distance. A barefoot old man is standing at a relatively high place. He is wearing a white robe, has a scarlet mark between his eyebrows, and his skin is a little dark. He is raising his hands high to the sky, as if he is performing some ancient ceremony.

There were many people kneeling in front of him. Some of them were dressed similarly to the old man, and they looked like they were from San Ge's side. There were also a dozen or so people, and judging by their clothes, they all came to this place to explore. Wang Han instantly remembered the companions of Dong Lele and Sun Minghao that he had met before. It seemed that they were these people.

The old man in white was shouting something in an incomprehensible language.

The people kneeling below also shouted along.

Then the old man in white took out a 30-centimeter-high sculpture and placed it on the ground. He knelt devoutly in front of the sculpture, turned around, looked behind him, and pointed casually.

Several people from the Sixth Day stood up, lifted up the body of an expedition member on the ground, and poured blood onto the strange sculpture.

After that, several people from the Sixth Day began to chant something in a strange and harsh tone, mixed in with the voices of several female believers in the Sixth Day team, which were not convenient to broadcast in public.

It must be said that Wang Han had met several female members of the Sixth Day before. They were quite professional. Those female anchors who were just passing through the line could make a lot of money if they had one tenth of their skills.

Wenren Xuanhai sent another message to Wang Han.

"Request jungle support!"

Wang Han was so amused, "You can't even beat an old man like Lao Deng?"

"That old Deng is the ruler of the Sixth Heaven after all. He grew up drinking the water of the Ganges River. He has a magic damage bonus when attacking. I just added physical resistance, so at most we can fight evenly."

Wang Han sent a message, "Just keep an eye on it first, and we'll discuss it after I get over there."

"Where's my sister Chuliu? Isn't she tired? She has been driving for such a long time following you, an unscrupulous and black-hearted boss. Does her buttocks hurt and her feet feel sore?"

"roll!"

Throwing his cell phone aside, Wang Han drove over according to the location sent by Wenren Xuanhai.

These people have come here specially, so we have to find out why they are here. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle.

I drove all night and worked until noon the next day.

According to the new location sent by Wenren Xuanhai, Wang Han had already driven the car to the ruins of an ancient city.

This ancient city covers a very large area, and the endless ruins tell of its glorious past. However, with the changes of history, only the changes and devastation are left.

In order not to alert the enemy, Wang Han parked the car outside the area.

This will cause a sandstorm again, with yellow sand filling the sky and visibility being very low.

A figure ran over from one direction, "Master! General Wenren is waiting for you!"

"What about others?"

"I'm reading a novel!"

Wang Han was so angry that he laughed. He walked around and came to a dilapidated house, which was more like a few walls than a house.

Wenren Xuanhai was lying in the corner, reading some novel, and occasionally he could hear some chuckling sounds.

Wang Han went up and kicked him.

"Your boss is here to inspect our work, and you're still reading novels!"

Wenren Xuanhai patted the footprints on his butt without caring, turned his head and looked at Chu Liuniang, "Sixth sister! You must be exhausted, come to your brother's arms!"

Wang Han sat down and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"That old Deng and his men are sitting in front of a huge Buddha statue at the other end of the city. I wonder what they are doing with this plane."

Wang Han glanced at the sky. A sandstorm had already started. The visibility was getting lower and lower, less than two meters.

Wang Han, who was asking questions, suddenly turned his head.

Intermittent sounds were heard amidst the howling wind in the distance.

Then dozens of figures walked towards this side.

It was the Dong Lele I met before, the strong man Tiefeng, the little yellow-haired Dong Yangyang, and the Sun Minghao I met before.

Leading the group was an old man, who walked with great momentum, like a dragon or a tiger.

However, the sandstorm made everyone covered in dust and dirt, so they came here to find shelter.

After a few people came over, they saw Wang Han and the others and were stunned for a moment.

"Brother Liu Yuhu!" Dong Lele shouted in surprise.

As soon as Sun Minghao saw Wang Han, he immediately spat a mouthful of sand on the ground.

"Fuck! It's your fault!"

Previously, Wang Han slapped Sun Minghao in the face and knocked him unconscious, so it was understandable that this grandson hated Wang Han.

Dong Lele immediately said, "Brother-in-law, why do you say that about Brother Liu!"

Sun Minghao pointed at Wang Han and shouted angrily, "It was this bastard who knocked me out and threw me in the desert, and then he ran away!"

"Damn it, enemies often meet, and now I meet you, a son of a bitch!" Sun Minghao rolled up his sleeves and spat again.

Dong Lele immediately said, "Brother-in-law, Brother Liu Yuhu has helped us before, and he also made the phone call for you. If he didn't help you, it might be because of other things. You can't treat him like this!"

"What do you know! He even slapped me!" Sun Minghao yelled immediately, "No one has ever slapped me in my life!"

As he said this, it looked like he was about to take advantage of his power to bully Wang Han and slap him in the face.

Dong Lele immediately looked at the old man in the front, "Brother-in-law, Senior Wen is here! Don't make Senior Wen angry!"

Sun Minghao turned his head and looked at the old man. "Senior Wen, our family has a great relationship with you. I have to call you uncle. Can you bear to watch your nephew being bullied by them?"

The old man looked at Wang Han and the others, then smiled.

"After all, they saved you. Let them apologize to you and let the matter be over."

Luo Jiantuo licked his gums. As a lackey, how could he allow Wang Han to be insulted like this? "Who are you going to make my master apologize?"

When Sun Minghao heard this, he immediately became furious and pointed at Luo Jiantuo.

"Fuck! You blind man! Open your dog eyes and take a good look. This is my uncle, Mr. Wen Juecheng, the famous thunderbolt master in the martial arts world!

A great master who dominates the world!"