Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 2545 Coke

The fat yellow rat is wearing a hat.

The collar of the clothes he was wearing was turned up.

After burning incense, she hid in a corner and wiped her tears for a while.

Emperor Lao has always been Huang Feishu’s idol.

The fat yellow rat has been trying every means to get closer to Emperor Lao.

But apart from finding a widow, he learned it very well.

In other aspects, it is basically just a case of imitating others without any effort.

The fat yellow rat was sitting in the corner eating.

He sensed someone approaching and quickly stood up, "Master Jiu!"

Wang Han raised his hand and pressed the fat yellow rat's shoulder, motioning him to sit down and continue eating.

The fat yellow rat wiped his mouth and sat down again, "Master Jiu, please accept my condolences!"

Wang Han handed Huang Feishu a cigarette and said, "It's been a long time since I last saw him!"

"Yes, after I came back from Antarctica, I never saw Master Jiu again." The fat yellow rat lowered his head and took a bite of the stew.

Wang Han held a cigarette between his legs and stared at the fat yellow rat. Although the fat yellow rat was covered tightly, one could still see through the gaps that the fine and dense scales on the fat yellow rat's body were even more serious than before, and there was still a faint smell of a corpse on its body. Its two eyeballs looked like fish eyes.

In other words, the yellow fat rat now looks like a fish that has become a spirit.

Not only on his body, but also on his hands and wrists, one can see fine and dense scales that look slippery.

The fat yellow rat subconsciously tugged at his sleeves. He really looked like an alien among normal people.

Holding the big bowl with both hands, the fat yellow rat drank a mouthful of soup, taking every bite carefully. His eyes were always timid, and he would nod and bow no matter who passed by him.

Anyone who saw that look couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in their heart.

He seemed to be shrouded in a loneliness so thick that it could not be dissolved.

Wang Han handed another bowl of stew to Huang Feishu.

"Thank you, Master Jiu!" The fat yellow rat bowed and nodded.

Wang Han was silent for a long time. He did not rush to ask anything, but waited for the fat yellow rat to finish eating.

The fat yellow rat ate with gusto.

He drank not a drop of the soup left.

Wang Han passed over another bowl.

The fat yellow rat shook his head and waved his hands, "No more, Master Jiu, I'm full."

Wang Han handed over the tissue.

Huang Feishu quickly stood up to take it, then bowed to Wang Han again.

Wang Han lit the lighter and the two of them leaned together and clicked their eyes.

Thick white smoke spewed out of his mouth.

Wang Han then said, "Old Huang, you should know what I want to ask!"

Huang Feishu held a cigarette between his legs. "What happened between the two Huang Feishus?"

"Correct!"

The fat yellow rat smiled and said, "Well, I did find something in Antarctica. That thing is very similar to Nightmare, but different from Nightmare. It is more like a product between the Divine Spine and Nightmare. After that thing enters the human body, it will change the structure of human cells and split a person into two people, two identical people, a bit like cloning."

Wang Han pinched Huang Feishu's arm and asked, "Are you the real Huang Feishu or the fake Huang Feishu now?"

Huang Feishu smiled and said, "Master Jiu, when you put me and the person I split off together, I can't even tell who is who. It's like looking in a mirror. I was stunned when I saw it."

"So where is the fat yellow rat that split off now?"

"died."

Wang Han raised his eyebrows, "Dead?"

"Yes, he lived for maybe a few months and then died suddenly without any signs. However, during that period, the incarnation was sent for experiments. After several months of testing, Dr. Ye's team found that there was a substance in the body of the incarnation called something that could speed up cell metabolism. In other words, if that substance is broken, it can make people immortal.

But this kind of scientific experiment is not so easy to succeed. However, a long time ago, the potions made by the Changsheng Society did have the effect of prolonging people's lifespan. Doctor Ye compared the two potions together. Anyway, it seems that nothing has been figured out after researching them so far. After all, science is difficult to understand. "

Wang Han looked at the fat yellow rat, "You are also in a nightmare now, and Su Hengyang is also in a nightmare, why does he seem to be in a much better condition than you?"

The fat yellow rat smiled helplessly, "Master Jiu, I just said that when I was in Antarctica, another thing got into my body, so it's not the same as Su Hengyang's."

As he spoke, the fat yellow rat looked around and said, "Master Jiu, where can I get something to drink?"

Wang Han looked around, took a bottle of Coke from the neighboring table and handed it to Huang Feishu. Huang Feishu took a sip and looked at the bottle with a frown.

"What's wrong?"

"It tastes wrong!"

Wang Han took it and looked at it, then turned around and asked, "Who the hell bought the funeral Coke?"

Huang Wang took it and looked at it. "It's true. Aunt Qin asked someone to get this from the warehouse. She said the old man didn't like the hot weather, so he bought it and prepared to chill it and drink it with Aunt Qin. But he always forgot to drink it, so he didn't finish it."

Wang Han held the bottle, smiled and said nothing.

Huang Feishu took a big sip, looked at the bottle, and then glanced into the mourning hall. A barely perceptible adoration flashed in his eyes, "It's quite appropriate."

After eating and drinking and smoking, Huang Feishu stood up with the help of the table, "Seventh Master, Ninth Master, I can't stay too long in this state. I'm afraid of scaring people, so I'll go back first."

"I'll take you there." Wang Han stood up.

The fat yellow rat leaned forward quickly, subconsciously turned up his collar, pulled the brim of his hat down, and then put on gloves.

Although it has been autumn for several days, it still looks a bit hot to dress like this.

The two walked towards the door.

After leaving the door, the fat yellow rat said, "Master Jiu, please stay!"

After walking a few steps, the fat yellow rat stopped and turned to look at Wang Han. "Master Jiu, my realm is low, so I may not be able to help you in the decisive battle. But if you are in trouble, you can go to Su Hengyang. He seems to know something. I once heard Emperor Lao mutter this sentence. I don't know if I can help you, but it's always good to try."

Wang Han nodded, "Thank you!"

"Master Jiu, you're welcome!"

The fat yellow rat turned and left, bending over, hunching its back, trying its best to avoid people passing by. It seemed to be living very cautiously, and the figure looked extremely lonely.

Wang Han was pondering what Huang Feishu had just said.

The figure of Su Hengyang appeared before my eyes.

Now the only thing that can help Wang Han break the impasse is the backup plan left by the national master.

And Su Hengyang is closely related to the national teacher.

It seems that staying in Hengyang is a very reliable choice.

Wang Han looked at the fat yellow rat's back.

He put out the cigarette slowly.

Turned around and prepared to walk inside.

But after taking two steps, Wang Han turned around and looked in one direction.

A monk in tattered robes walked towards this side.

He was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar, but his eyes were bright and determined.

The man came closer and clasped his hands together towards Wang Han, "Donor, I am here to pay my respects to my old friend!"