Urban Hidden Dragon

"Fire Qilin?"

Someone thought about this name.

After a while, someone responded.

"I remember now! This Fire Kirin is a Tibetan Mastiff raised by the King of All Beasts of the Ten Lords!"

"Fuck! Damn it! He actually gave the spot to a dog!"

"Damn it! The quota is so scarce! He is willing to give it to a dog instead of us!"

"This piece of shit!!!"

"What should we do now? Should we unite and fight him?"

Zuo Ling shouted angrily, "Fight! Why not? We must fight him to the end! Who knows whether his list is true or false? He might just have made it up to fool us!"

A man named Sun Yiming took over the conversation, "Yes! This must be the usual trick of that bastard Wang Han!"

"That's right! If everyone doesn't go, I don't believe this bastard can recruit many more dogs!"

"Well said! No one is allowed to go! Just leave him alone! Let's continue to have people lead the trend online! Let him enjoy himself alone!"

Wang Han drank tea and chatted with a group of people from the five families.

Chu Liu Niang walked in from outside and whispered in Wang Han's ear.

"Young Master, there is a man named Zuo Ling who wants to see you. He says he has brought you a valuable gift. I beg you to show some mercy and accept him as my real self!

There were several other people who arrived just before him, all of whom were the ones leading the group. "

Wang Han waved his hand casually.

"Leave them alone! Just say I'm busy and ask them to come in when I'm in a better mood!"

"understand!"

Some of the people in the five major groups who were chatting were also looking at the list of their true selves that Wang Han had just sent out.

Someone looked at one of the names in confusion.

It feels a bit unfamiliar.

"Who is this Fire Kirin? How come I have never heard of such a person in the martial arts world?"

Ji Xuan, who came over to join in the fun, took over the conversation, "Because this is not Person Number One at all. This is a Tibetan Mastiff raised by the former Beast Master of the Ten Masters!"

"Ah? A dog!"

Everyone laughed for no reason. Someone looked at Wang Han and asked, "Why did you put the dog into your true self?"

Wang Han was eating melon seeds and drinking tea. After hearing this, he pointed his thumb upwards and said, "What's wrong with a dog? As long as he is a little sweet-mouthed, the benefits he gives me are enough. Forget about a dog. Even if you bring me your rolling pin, I will give it the entire Staff of My True Self!"

Everyone shook their heads and laughed. Sui Longgu, the president of Liuhexiang Society, asked in confusion, "After that person enters this place, it is called the true self. What is the name of the dog after it enters this mechanism?"

Tang Yuanji, who was drinking tea with his mouth tilted, smiled after hearing this.

"Call Wang Han!"

Everyone chatting there burst into laughter.

Wang Han also smiled unhappily. It seemed that he had put too little mustard in Tang Yuanji's teapot last time.

We chatted until the early hours of the morning.

Wang Han then went out and prepared to have a midnight snack.

"Young Master, those people are still here!" Chu Liu Niang walked in from outside.

"Call them in one by one!"

Not long after, Zuo Ling walked in from outside with a box in his arms.

After seeing Wang Han, he immediately ran up to him, "Little Taibao! Sorry to have kept you waiting!"

Wang Han apologized, "I'm really sorry, I'm a little busy, discussing something!"

Zuo Ling waved his hands and said, "What are you busy with? You are discussing trivial matters. I heard you and those people telling dirty jokes outside clearly. You are the most vulgar one!"

After saying this, Zuo Ling was stunned. He quickly covered his mouth, his eyes widened.

Oops!

How can you say what's really in your heart?

"Little Taibao, I really think so! If you get angry, I will lose my place as the real me!"

Wang Han looked at Zuo Ling with a half-smile, "Go on!"

Zuo Ling forced a smile, and from his expression he seemed to be thinking about how to explain to Wang Han, but he ended up saying, "What the hell am I going to say? Just based on those two sentences, this dog basket is going to kill me!"

Wang Han put down his teacup and said, "It seems like you have a lot of complaints about me!"

Zuo Lingku knelt on the ground with a thud, looking like he had lost his parents. "Everyone knows that the people in Jianghu are surnamed Wang now. Who in Jianghu dares to have any opinion about you? Tsk! It's over! Why can't you control your mouth? I didn't get the spot today, but I'm going to die first!"

Wang Han lit a cigarette, "Don't you have a group? Didn't you all say that you should unite and not come? Wasn't this suggestion made by you?"

Zuo Ling forced a smile, "I said that on purpose, to trick them into coming by myself. But when I got here, I found out that everyone in the group who said they couldn't come has come! Oh? How did this bastard know that we have a group? Hiss! Damn! Why did he say what was in his heart again!"

After saying these words, Zuo Ling was ready to go to the guillotine and die.

Wang Han looked at Zuo Ling, who was sweating profusely. "Aren't you still attacking me online? You're saying that I'm blocking my business by asking someone to hand over the amulet?"

Zuo Ling said quickly, "It's all psychological. You didn't give me a place to be my true self before, so I'm taking revenge!"

After saying this, Zuo Ling’s face turned pale, his eyes were unfocused, and he knelt on the ground, just like Zhang Benzhihe who had lost the game.

Zuo Ling was trembling all over, and he was already crying as he spoke, "Little Taibao, I don't want the quota anymore, can you please leave my life?"

"Are you giving up now?"

Zuo Ling wanted to cry but had no tears, "Little Taibao! I dare not not give up!"

Wang Han lit a cigarette and said, "I'll give you a chance!"

Zuo Ling's eyes lit up, and he felt hopeful again. He said quickly, "You dog are worse than a basket!"

Wang Han made a click of the tongue and Zuo Ling quickly covered his mouth.

"I'll give you three days. Within three days, whether you buy or rob, take back the amulets that Li Hengquan sold earlier! Five thousand is the threshold!"

Zuo Ling was stunned for a moment, thinking about how he had previously advocated not to let Wang Han take back the amulet, and said with a bitter face, "This is fucking shooting himself in the foot."

Wang Han knocked on the table and said, "Remember, I only give you three days. If you get the job done, I'll give you a spot as your true self. If you don't, we'll have to settle the scores for the insults you just gave me!"

"Good good!"

Zuo Ling stood up quickly, and after thinking for a while, he handed the box in his hand to Wang Han, "This is a gift for you, you little bitch!"

Wang Han tapped the box with his fingers, and Zuo Lingsheng covered his mouth with his hands in despair.

"Go ahead, three days!"

Zuo Ling nodded and bowed hurriedly, fearing that he would say something wrong if he walked too slowly.

Wang Han glanced at Chu Liu Niang and said, "Call the next one in!"

Soon someone else came in.

Wang Han followed suit and set a target for each person.

Five thousand amulets.

In total, only more than 10,000 amulets were sold.

These guys are all local bosses, and they use both black and white tactics. If we let them do the job, Wang Han won't have to do it himself.

After Wang Han sent these people away one by one.

With his eyes closed, he leaned his head back in his chair.

...

in the dark.

Shi'e slowly opened his eyes.

She raised her index finger and tucked the nonexistent hair behind her ear.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth that did not belong to Shi'e at all.