Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han tapped the coffin lightly with his fingers.

Then he tapped the coffin with his fingers.

"Lao Deng, Lao Deng, are you awake? Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are pretending!"

Wang Han knocked a few more times.

Still no feedback.

Through the perception of the power of faith.

The old Pope inside was indeed a cold corpse without a heartbeat.

But according to what that crazy guy Blaise said who was seen on the ship before.

The old pope had been on that ship.

At the beginning, the old guy said that he wanted to find the narrow gate and that he might come back within three months, but in the end he did not come back and gave his position to Wang Han.

Wang Han walked around the coffin several times but didn't find any clues.

What on earth is this old guy planning?

Wang Han felt like a dog licking the goddess' fish pond, and the old Pope was like the goddess who raised the fish, always giving Wang Han a little hope to keep him hanging. Wang Han wanted to find the truth very much, but the key step was always just one step away, which prevented Wang Han, the dog licking the truth, from getting a chance.

Standing next to the coffin, Wang Han kept thinking. According to all the information he had, this old guy had been playing a game of chess with Di Lao, but in the end, they were still one step behind. The final result of the game between them was nothing more than who would be the global decision-maker after the war between the East and the West.

The old Pope's physical body is dead, but since he could appear on that ship, it proves that his Yuan Xin is still there. This old guy now exists in a kind of Schrödinger's cat way, and he should not have found the narrow gate, that is, the other side, otherwise he would not have said that one move is enough to win.

So where is this old guy now?

Wang Han looked around.

Staring up into the air.

I don't know how long I stayed in front of the old Pope's coffin.

Only then did Wang Han tiptoe out of the door.

He lit a cigarette and watched the clergy of the Holy Light Church coming and going. When they saw Wang Han, they all respectfully called him "Your Holiness".

Wang Han held the cigarette and twisted the butt between his fingers.

Now just wait quietly for the people below to find the place where the black-robed man from Tianzhou appeared, find the prophet through Chu Liu Niang, and kill him instantly.

I thought the prophet might be hiding in a secret place, in order to make the plan seem more complete.

Wang Han called the Painted Skin Ghost.

The Painted Skin Ghost's dazed voice came from the other end of the phone, "Put the takeaway at the door."

"Let you go! I've booked a plane ticket for you to go abroad. I have some things to do!"

The Painted Skin Ghost seemed to be much more sober, "Boss, if you hadn't called me I would have almost forgotten that I was still an employee."

"Don't talk nonsense, someone will pick you up soon."

"I know, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Han played with his phone and called Ron again.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Ron's rough voice came from the other end of the phone.

"How is the progress in cracking down on that human trafficking organization?"

Since he is going abroad this time, Wang Han will not sit idly by and watch Penglai Pavilion's illegal transactions continue abroad.

Ron continued, "It's still going on, but the other side seems to have a disagreement over interests, which makes our actions much easier. But there is one more thing I think I need to report to you."

"what's up?"

Ron paused, "During our raid, we found a place where more than 100,000 people had died over the past century. The internal organs of these bodies had been taken out. The place where the people died was a very strange house. We don't quite understand it. Lei Xiaohua said that the words written in blood on the wall were ancient talismans from your ancient Eastern country. I'll send you the photos."

As he was speaking, his cell phone vibrated and Ron sent Wang Han a few photos.

It is an ancient building with a very low eaves. From the appearance, it is a hall. There are no windows on the outer walls of the hall, so the inside looks very dark. The outer walls are an abnormal scarlet color, as if they were painted with blood.

The hall was as dark as expected. After walking a few meters inside, there was a ravine several dozen meters wide in front of him. There were countless new and old corpses piled up in the ravine. Just now, Wang Han thought that Ron's statement that there were more than 100,000 corpses was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is not an exaggeration at all.

Penglai Pavilion has been doing this shady business for nearly a century, so it is not surprising that there are so many corpses. Wang Han carefully observed the corpses in the photos and could see that most of them were disemboweled, and some had broken limbs. The scene was horrifying, and it made people's scalps numb and their hair stand on end.

Further into the ravine there is a huge altar.

The chain bridge leading to the altar and the main entrance are not facing each other, and the altar and the main entrance are not facing each other either. Instead, they are on the right after entering the door.

There is a huge stone table on the altar, and on the stone table, there is a huge scarlet stone, which is shaped like a heart.

If you look at the four walls in the hall normally, they are no different from the walls outside, all of them are abnormally scarlet. But if you look at them with lights on, you will find that there is scarlet reflective material on the walls, and those materials are crookedly written in a huge symbol on the wall.

Wang Han looked at it carefully for a long time, but due to the lighting, the photos he took did not look very clear.

Turning the page, I saw that I copied the symbol in the photo at the back because I was afraid that Wang Han couldn't see it clearly.

Wang Han looked at the crooked talisman. He had seen many kinds of talismans since he was a child, but he had never seen this kind before. After all, he was not a professional talisman drawing player.

This matter needs to be handled by professional players who are experts in the field. Wang Han forwarded the photo to Yu Nian, wanting Yu Nian to help him take a look at what this thing is used for.

Looking through these photos one by one, even through the photos, I can still feel an indescribable evil and coldness in the photos, as if I had stepped into Shura Purgatory.

Wang Han changed the subject and continued to instruct Ron, "Remember to pay the pension to the brothers who died in the battle. One hundred million will be taken from the protection fee collected by Han City."

"understand!"

"Get things done as soon as possible. I still have a tough battle to fight here, and you guys have to come over and help me!"

Hearing this, Ron assured, "Don't worry, Boss! I will definitely complete the task!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Han saw that Yu Nian had already sent a message back. Yu Nian said that he had never seen such a talisman before and that he was going to ask his fellow Taoists to help him see what this thing was.

After the Prophet dealt a heavy blow to Su Qi, Tianzhou's territory expanded. If they confronted Su Qi head-on, they would surely suffer losses. Wang Han decided to launch a feint attack with a large force and infiltrate with a small force in a spearhead-like manner.

The cigarette was finished before I knew it.

Wang Han stretched his muscles.

Someone was called to find Taber.

Summoned the twelve red-robed great leaders.