Urban Hidden Dragon

Jingle bells, jingle bells!

The so-called "ask me" bell in Wang Han's hand kept making rhythmic jingling sounds.

Li Hengquan could only let the bell ring nine times.

But now the bell in Wang Han's hand has rang at least thirty or fifty times.

And as Wang Han shook.

The one asking me the bell is still ringing.

It was as if the bell had turned into an ordinary bell that was free on the street.

Li Hengquan's expression changed suddenly.

The expressions of the hunchbacked old man and the pockmarked man next to them changed instantly.

All three of them had just swung the bell.

The most that could happen was that the bell would ring twice.

And Li Heng and Quan Gang had also shaken the bell to prove it to them.

But Li Hengquan only let it ring nine times.

This also indirectly proves that the person coming up from behind was not the one Li Hengquan had sent.

Otherwise, Li Hengquan would be shooting himself in the foot.

But Li Hengquan kept saying that he was the true emperor.

Now here comes someone stronger than him.

Everyone, whether on the stage or in the audience, was stunned.

Wang Han was swaying in a very rhythmic manner.

So much so that many people started singing along in their hearts.

Li Hengquan's face froze.

The male and female disciples behind him also looked at Wang Han in shock.

I really didn't expect that there would be someone so much stronger than Li Hengquan.

They had personally checked the bell, so they knew that it was not something that ordinary people could make sound by shaking.

Li Hengquan snatched the bell that was still shaking in Wang Han's hand.

Pretended to check the bell.

"The bell is broken!"

As soon as these words came out.

The audience below was completely blown away.

The three people standing on the stage also looked at each other, and clearly saw a hint of panic in Li Hengquan's eyes.

Li Hengquan sat down again.

Look at Wang Han.

"what is it call?"

"Tiger Liuyu!"

"How come I have never heard of someone like you in the underworld?" Li Hengquan looked at Wang Han.

Wang Han laughed and said, "I have never heard of your name either!"

Li Hengquan snorted and laughed.

The hunchbacked old man asked, "Mr. Li, since your bell is broken, do the three of us still have a chance?"

Li Hengquan glanced at Wang Han, then looked at the hunchbacked old man and smiled.

"That's natural!"

While speaking, Li Hengquan glanced in one direction again.

There were a dozen cars parked in the distance.

It seemed that he had received instructions from Li Hengquan.

More than a dozen auras locked onto this place.

Li Hengquan finally felt a little more confident.

He turned around and said to the three people, "There is another way to determine whether you are destined to be with the true self. I will give you ten minutes to observe this amulet. If you can draw one yourself, it proves that you are destined to be with me!"

When they saw that there was still a chance, they immediately perked up.

Li Hengquan turned his head and looked at Wang Han, "You have a chance too! Give it a try. I think you have great talent. You have the chance to become your true self. Now is the day!"

Wang Han was amused. "I heard that there is a "I" character on the palm of the True Emperor. Do you have it?"

"How dare you! Are you doubting my master's identity?" the female disciple standing behind shouted angrily.

Li Hengquan raised his hand to indicate that it was okay, and smiled at Wang Han, "It's natural to be a little skeptical!"

He raised his hand while speaking.

Wang Han took a closer look.

There is really a word "I" on the palm of my hand.

It’s just that this “I” is more or less different from the “I” on Wang Han’s palm.

I feel like one is Android and the other is Symbian.

"Still have any questions?"

This undoubtedly aroused Wang Han's curiosity, "The True Self Emperor will transform into a phantom of the True Self Throne..."

Before he could finish his words, a shadow of a throne appeared under Li Hengquan's seat.

Compared with the phantom of Wang Han’s true self throne, the phantom of this true self throne is a bit rough. In comparison, it feels like one is smooth and the other is high-definition.

"Is that enough?" Li Hengquan stared at Wang Han closely.

Wang Han nodded, "Then can you summon your true self to show us?"

"You're not done yet, are you?" The female disciple pointed at Wang Han and shouted angrily, "Who gave you the guts to doubt my master! Each of my true selves has its own area of ​​division. Do you think you are worthless and can be called at any time? If I call my true selves and something goes wrong in the corresponding area, will you be responsible? Can you afford the responsibility?"

The female disciple pointed at Wang Han and started scolding him.

Thousands of spectators below were watching this scene and talking about it. Many people had doubted Li Hengquan's authenticity before.

But after such a long time, many people who didn't know the truth have gradually begun to believe it.

I didn't expect that another person would jump out to question it.

Li Hengquan stared at Wang Han closely.

The female disciple had one hand on her waist and pointed at Wang Han with a plate in her other hand. "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? How dare you doubt my master? Everyone who came here today is full of respect for my master. You come out here to doubt this and that, and question my master in front of so many people. Are you trying to show that you are different? Please recognize your attitude. You are now begging my master to join my true self. If you ask for help, you should have the attitude of asking for help! Otherwise, get out of here!"

Wang Han smiled lightly.

"Your master is the True Self-God Son of Heaven, right? But if he is the True Self-God Son of Heaven, then who am I?"

As he spoke, the shadow of a true self throne suddenly appeared behind Wang Han.

This phantom is huge and eerie.

Extraordinary momentum.

Compared with Li Hengquan's throne of true self, Wang Han's throne of true self is more delicate and real. Moreover, this throne of true self exudes a majestic aura of dominating the world. Everyone who sees it feels submissive and wants to kneel down to pay homage.

The female disciple who had been sharp-tongued and scolding Wang Han just now was now stunned.

Li Hengquan stood up immediately.

The three hunchbacked old men who were still observing the amulet stopped what they were doing, turned around and stared in the direction of Wang Han, staring at the throne of true self made of the Qi behind Wang Han.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't tell for a moment who was the real and fake Monkey King. How could this scene happen?

Li Hengquan smiled and waved his hand.

More than a dozen figures flashed out from the convoy in the distance and headed towards this side.

These are the few true selves I collected during this period.

Li Hengquan pointed at Wang Han and shouted, "You even dare to pretend to be the real emperor. You are so bold!"

Wang Han was amused. "It's already this late, and you're still pretending?"

Li Hengquan laughed, "Pretending? What a joke! I am the real emperor, but I am a real talent. If you want to talk about pretending, it's you!"

"Yes, I am pretending. We both pretend, but I am pretending and you are pretending! There is still a fundamental difference between us!"

Li Hengquan pointed at Wang Han and said, "Don't exaggerate here. I am the true emperor, appointed by heaven. Come on, arrest him. I want to interrogate him thoroughly. How dare you even pretend to be me? What's your intention?"

"I heard that you, the True Emperor, were taken from Wang Han. Does Wang Han know about this?"

Li Hengquan snorted coldly, "If he doesn't know, how can this position be mine? Stop talking nonsense! Go and take him!"

Wang Han grabbed a chair from the side and sat down.

Restored his appearance.

“Wang is sitting right here!

If anyone dares to touch me, I will make you a silk banner and personally deliver it to your home!"