Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han's eyes were bloodshot.

Everywhere in my body hurts.

I've been in a coma once.

After falling into a coma, the medicinal herbs in the small hot spring had a good therapeutic effect on Wang Han's body.

The body has been repaired a lot.

My previous state of mind of seven has become more solid.

Only two days have passed. If one can reach eight hearts from seven in two days, there will definitely be many people willing to take the risk and give it a try.

Wang Han estimated that it would take at least twenty days of suffering to reach the eighth level, not counting the rest time.

Time is running out now, and Wang Han must squeeze out some rest time.

The herbs in the small hot spring have been replaced.

It is safe with Yang Yan here to protect us.

Wang Han covered his weapon with one hand and fumbled around with the other hand, taking out a cigarette from inside his clothes and lighting it.

After smoking a cigarette.

Wang Han took a deep breath and continued his inhuman training.

The painful growl came from the cave again.

Feng Manlou, who was sitting at the entrance of the cave, put his phone in his pocket, took a look inside, shook his head and smiled, "It is said that with great power comes great responsibility. In fact, for Wang Han, no matter what the world will be like in the future, even if Black Sky Emperor finally wins and takes control of the world, Wang Han can still live well as long as he says a few soft words."

Yang Yan retracted his gaze from the direction of the cave, "Some things still need someone to do them. In the long night without sunlight, there will always be someone who will be the first to light the torch. This is not only a responsibility, but also a belief."

Feng Manlou shrank his neck, holding a cigarette, and lay on the hillside.

He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.

I subconsciously opened my browser, and when I saw that the videos and novels I had downloaded before were gone, I remembered that I had made up my mind to practice hard and delete those things.

After Feng Manlou hesitated for a few seconds, he practiced hard for two days, combining work and rest to reward himself.

Once the logic was understood and the hurdle in his heart was overcome, everything would be easy. Feng Manlou skillfully opened the browser and entered the URL.

But when the screen shows a few words "Access prohibited"

风满楼一骨碌坐了起来。

Refreshed it.

It is still a triangular icon with a red exclamation mark inside, and below it is the words "access to the website is prohibited".

Feng Manlou felt like the sky was falling.

Yang Yan patted Feng Manlou on the shoulder and said, "You are old now, don't be so unruly!"

Feng Manlou smiled awkwardly, put his cell phone in his pocket, glanced in Wang Han's direction, and returned to the place where he practiced.

Time flies and two days later.

Wang Han's voice in the cave became much weaker. Feng Manlou glanced at the time and said in shock, "Oh my God, this kid lasted for fifty-three hours this time! He will be unconscious for another day and night!"

Changed the medicine in the small hot spring.

But more than ten hours later, Wang Han's low roar suddenly came from the cave.

Yang Yanfeng and the others in the building were all shocked. They rushed to check and found that Wang Han had entered a new round of training.

Several people were extremely shocked. They didn't expect Wang Han to be so cruel.

In the next few days, the time Wang Han spent practicing forbidden techniques gradually increased from more than fifty hours to more than sixty hours, while the time he spent resting was reduced from more than twenty hours to six hours.

During the break, Ke Le sniffed and glanced in Wang Han's direction, "Oh my god, Brother Han is so awesome, he's so cruel to himself!"

Yang Yan's expression was serious and his eyes were complicated, but his complexity also contained a lot of sincere admiration.

He had experienced it out of curiosity back then and knew very well how painful this forbidden technique was. Back then, he could only endure it for seventeen hours at most, but Wang Han has now persisted for more than sixty hours, and it is still being extended. This inhuman training is really not something that ordinary people can do.

Feng Manlou patted the dust off his butt, turned off his phone and stuffed it into Bai Wuan's hand, "The leader has worked so hard, I, Old Feng, can't be a drag, right? I won't fool around anymore, I'll practice hard! I'll leave the phone here with you. If I ask you for it, you can slap me twice!"

Bai Wuan moved his wrist and smiled impatiently, "It's very fertile!"

This time, Wang Han persisted for over seventy hours.

This gave Yang Yan and his group a new round of shock.

Ke Le, who had taken some time out, squatted beside the small hot spring, staring at Wang Han who was trembling all over. Seeing Wang Han in so much pain, Ke Le felt helpless.

"Brother Han, do you need me to do something for you?" Ke Le asked with concern.

Wang Han, covered in blood, clenched his teeth, his face distorted, one hand covering his crotch, and the other hand slowly raised to make a scissors hand gesture.

Ke Le was stunned for a moment, "You want to take a photo to commemorate it, right, brother Han?"

As he spoke, he quickly took out his cell phone and took a photo of Wang Han, then handed the phone to Wang Han, "Is this ok, Brother Han?"

Wang Han's lips moved as if he was saying something, and Ke Le immediately came up to him, "Is the angle of the shot wrong, Brother Han?"

"Fuck you, I need to smoke!"

"Ah? Oh!"

Ke Le hurriedly lit a cigarette for Wang Han.

Wang Han took a puff of cigarette, rested his head on the edge of the small hot spring, and coughed, choking out a string of blood.

Although it was painful, fortunately his realm had improved. After nearly ten days of painful training, Wang Han's realm had reached the middle stage of the seventh heart, and he still needed to continue working hard.

Ke Le looked at Wang Han's furrowed brows and sniffed.

Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth and raised his eyelids, "You are a grown man, why are you crying for nothing!"

Ke Le wiped away his tears and said, "Brother Han, you really work too hard and try too hard. It hurts to see you in so much pain. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"Come here and let me flick your balls."

"Brother Han, I don't seem to feel that bad anymore."

After saying that, Ke Le hesitated for a few seconds, but he still gritted his teeth and walked towards Wang Han while taking off his pants, "Brother Han, be gentle! You know I am the only child in my family!"

"Cough cough cough vomit! Get lost! You're so horny!"

Wang Han grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth. He finished a cigarette, closed his eyes and began to take a short break.

Four hours later, Wang Han's angry roar was heard again in the cave.

Yang Yan, who was reading a book, turned around and glanced in the direction of Wang Han, muttering to himself.

"Only four hours of rest!"

With a glance, he found that Xiang Feng, who was about to take a break, turned around silently and continued practicing when he heard Wang Han practicing again.

Feng Manlou hasn't asked for a cell phone for the past few days for the first time in his life.

For a team, the leader is the soul of the team. If the leader leads well and has personal charm, the people in the team will surely gather an invincible momentum.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded on the top of the mountain.

A powerful momentum rose into the sky.

The atmosphere of terror shrouded all directions.

Yang Yan looked towards the direction of the cave.

“It’s about to break through!”