Urban Hidden Dragon

Chu Liu Niang looked at Wang Han.

He said with some regret, "He ran away and jumped into the sea."

Wang Han was stunned when he heard this, "Has he woken up yet? How much of his original consciousness is left?"

Chu Liu Niang shook her head. "No, his consciousness is very confused now. He may not even know who he is. Moreover, his current condition is very poor. It is very uncertain whether he can survive."

Seeing Wang Han frown, Chu Liu Niang explained, "He was controlled by the prophet before, and his nerve center has been severely damaged. In addition, he has been using the evil spirit guqin for a long time, and the negative energy has a great impact on his body. Perhaps it has already exceeded his body's load.

According to common sense, after you killed the prophet, Crow should have died. The reason why he didn't die was because he was still hanging on to his last breath, and he still had a little faith in his heart, so he held on to his last breath. But this situation is not optimistic, he may die at any time, so you don't need to hold on to hope. "

"Thank you for your hard work!" Wang Han patted Chu Liu Niang on the shoulder, then turned around and sent people to continue looking for the crow man, and they had to find him within one day.

Chu Liu Niang seemed to have seen through Wang Han's thoughts. "Young Master, are you still thinking of using your potion to revive him? I can tell you with certainty that it is useless. His condition has seriously exceeded his body's capacity. The potion can only give him a brief resurgence, but it cannot save him."

Wang Han said in a deep voice, "Is there no possibility of survival?"

Chu Liu Niang smiled helplessly and bitterly, "Young Master, I understand your thoughts. If he can survive, it is not just a biological miracle, it is already a miracle. In other words, if he wants to survive, he must keep the breath in his heart alive, so that he can have the willpower to rival that of a god, and then he can survive tenaciously."

Wang Han held a cigarette between his legs and looked at the sunset in the sky. After a long silence, he said in a low voice, "We should send someone to look for him. We must find him alive or dead. No matter what, we can't let the old man die in a foreign land. Even if he is gone, we must bring him back to his roots."

Chuliu Niang nodded.

Wang Han pointed in the direction of his office and said, "The Prophet's mother spine has been delivered to you. See if you can devour it."

The two of them entered the office one after the other and looked at the breast bone in the sink.

Chu Liu Niang tucked her skirt between her long legs and squatted down.

One hand was placed on the mother's spine.

Just like data transmission.

A long time passed.

Only then did Chu Liu Niang stop.

Wang Han asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Chu Liu Niang nodded, "No problem, if I completely devour it, I can control many people at will like a prophet, and after completely devouring it, my realm can at least reach that of a Lesser Saint."

Wang Han's brows relaxed. "Okay, okay, but we have other things to do now. You should absorb this thing into your body first, and we can talk about swallowing and digesting it on the way."

"Okay! It might take almost six hours."

Wang Han agreed. It was getting dark. Chu Liu Niang was very tired after just going through a big battle. She decided to rest for a night.

Sit outside on a bench.

Holding a cigarette, Wang Han followed the clues through the Tianzhou information network he had taken over and pulled out the Tianzhou members who had been planted in the domestic underworld. Wang Han sent the personnel information to Jin Sanxing, asking Jin Sanxing to carry out a massacre directly.

Afterwards, he sent a message to Chen Xuanzang expressing his desire to go. Before Wang Han went abroad, Chen Xuanzang learned from Di Lao that Wang Han was going there, so he was not surprised that Wang Han was going there.

Wang Han planned to wake up all the remaining divine knights from the ancient times and ask them to come back to protect the Holy Light Church. After all, the Holy Light Church is now Wang Han's own power. After finishing all this, he would go to the Brahma Gate to help the Zuan Living Buddha Chen Xuanzang become the Buddha of the Brahma Gate.

Planned a route.

While he was thinking about the matter, Ron received news that three vice-presidents of the Living Dead had died, and the president was also dead. Now the remaining few people were coveting the position of president.

Among the vice presidents, there is Wang Han’s old friend Merck, who is determined to win the presidency.

Another vice president named Ian secretly found Ron and wanted Ron to help convey a message to Wang Han, hoping to reach a strategic cooperation with Wang Han. As long as Wang Han was willing to help him become the president of the Living Dead, from now on, the Living Dead would be willing to share resources with Wang Han.

Wang Han was playing with a lighter. The living dead had suffered certain losses in the previous battle with the Sky Axis, and this time they suffered even more heavy losses in the surprise attack of the Asa Legion. The living dead were so large, but now they were leaderless, and the remaining remnants were not worth mentioning. They were simply a money bag. Anyone would have thoughts about it.

As soon as the lighter in his hand stopped spinning, Wang Han immediately replied, "Agree to the other party, but there is a condition. You need to place one of our people in as vice president!"

"understand!"

Not long after, a message came back, "Boss, Ian has replied. He said yes, but we have to make him the president first, and then he will help us. However...but according to the fact that we have planted an undercover agent in his place, and also installed a lot of eavesdropping devices, the other party wants you to help him and then turn your pants and ignore us!"

Hearing this, Wang Han laughed for no reason, "If you want to get something for free from me, you're dreaming. Promise him first. If he asks you to take action, do it when the time is right. If you don't want to take action, just take the opportunity to fish in trouble. Take this opportunity to find out the inside story of the living dead.

Also, I will send someone over in the next few days, and let him take over the living dead in the end."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Han made another call, "Zhu Zi, do you want to be the president?"

Liu Haizhu on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, "President? Which president?"

"The president of the Living Dead is dead, and the remaining vice presidents are now planning an internal fight. I will send someone to assist you. Take this opportunity to eat the Living Dead in one fell swoop. Are you sure?"

When Liu Haizhu heard this, his voice immediately changed to excitement, "Master! I will definitely do my best to complete the task!"

"After you take over the Living Dead, you should stay calm for now. This is our money bag. The next war will definitely be a money-burning activity. The members of the Living Dead are all rich people, so we should squeeze them as much as possible! Moreover, the intermediary cores of the Living Dead are also good things. We have to get this good thing into our own hands."

"Got it, Master!"

For Liu Haizhu, Wang Han is his lucky star, who has been very kind to him. Back then, he was just a young leader of a small sect who was deprived of his inheritance rights. It was only after he met Wang Han that he gradually turned his life around and became stronger. Now, he has transformed himself and is about to become the president of an organization like the Living Dead.

Liu Haizhu couldn't help but sigh that the choices people make in their lives are extremely important, and learning to stand on the right side and follow the right people is a technical job.

It's getting dark.

Wang Han relaxed his body and looked up at the sky.