Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han picked up the large intestine sashimi and gave it to Luo Changge.

Luo Changge threw it casually.

Unexpectedly, Jie Zhaodi stood up and opened her mouth to yawn.

Throw it right into Zhaodi's mouth.

Xie Zhaodi stretched out her neck and swallowed it.

Jie Zhaodi's face twisted when she sensed the aftertaste.

Wang Han saw the eager expressions of these people.

"I have only just recovered to the Three Flower Realm. It will take some time for me to fully recover, so you may have to suffer for a few more days."

"It doesn't matter. We've persisted for such a long time. What's the harm in holding on for a few more days? As long as there is hope, everything will be fine!"

Wang Han's eyes turned.

The people sitting there included Xiang Feng, Luo Qian, Luo Changge and his son, Yan Susu, Hei Yi, Li Yang, Chu Ci, Dongxu Zhenren, Jie Zhaodi, and Li Gousheng who was huddled in the corner with a bowl in his hand.

Li Gousheng huddled in the corner with his brows down and his eyes downcast. When he raised his head and looked at Wang Han, he looked aggrieved.

"Senior Gousheng, why are you here instead of staying with Chen Qiusheng?"

Li Gousheng said very aggrievedly, "Chen Qiusheng doesn't want me. He said he won't hurt me and told me to get as far away as possible!"

Wang Han twitched the corner of his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know whether Li Gousheng's passive skill was good or bad.

Xiang Feng turned around and asked in confusion, "I have never asked, Senior Li, even if a man like Chen Qiusheng didn't want to touch you, why didn't he just kill you?"

Xie Zhaodi managed to straighten her throat with great difficulty and chuckled, "You don't know this, right? Whoever kills him will be unlucky for the rest of his life. Chen Qiusheng is in the limelight right now, and he doesn't want to get into trouble."

Li Gousheng huddled in the corner, looking aggrieved, with a tragic expression like Lin Daiyu's, which made his wrinkled face look even more funny.

After eating the hotpot, Wang Han lit a cigarette.

Luo Changge glanced at the cigarette butt.

"You went to the military?"

Wang Han grinned and said, "Yes, I went there and discussed the next countermeasures with a few old guys in the military. When my realm is restored, the military will also help to wipe out the power of Chen Qiusheng's group, and then we will unite to deal with the evil spirit riders abroad."

Yan Susu held the little bear cup and took a sip of water.

"Damn it, Chen Qiusheng has made me sick recently. Every time I close my eyes, I see Chen Qiusheng's face. I want to slap him a hundred thousand times every day!"

Wang Han held a cigarette between his legs and glanced at Yan Susu, "Sister Su, don't take part in the subsequent battles!"

Yan Susu was stunned for a moment, then she put her arm on Wang Han's shoulder and shook her bangs, "Fuck, Hanzi, can you pity a pretty widow like me?"

"Get out!" Wang Han pushed Yan Susu angrily.

Yan Susu closed the cup with a click, "Hanzi, I know what you're thinking. There's really no need to pity a pretty widow like me with three Michelin stars. Life and death are no longer important to me. If I'm alive, I can still hang out with you guys and have fun. If I die, I can still go find my Ying Luo. Anyway, I have people on both sides."

Wang Han held the cigarette between his legs and remained silent for a while. "Ah Feng, what Sister Su said makes me feel uncomfortable. Can you kowtow to Sister Su?"

Xiang Feng had long been accustomed to Wang Han's way of speaking, so he hugged Yu Ling'er and kissed her hard.

It was visibly that Wang Hanhong had warmed up.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Stayed here for one night.

The next day, before Wang Han left, he turned around and looked at the group of people, "One month at most, this is my promise to you."

...

Leopard's eyes were covered with a layer of mist. He raised his hand, pinched his fingers together, and made a gesture of adjusting his hair.

There was an air of superiority in his expression.

The leopard leaned back slightly, a hint of anger flashing across his face.

"Chen Qiusheng, this idiot, was so easily deceived. He was a brainless person. He thought that he would be angry to death after going through all that, so he thought that Wang Han would be angry to death as well. He really overestimated himself and underestimated Wang Han, who had lived three lives."

But when he said this, a smug smile appeared on the leopard's face again.

“Only someone like Wang Han, who has been planning for thousands of years and shouldering destiny, can force me into such a situation. Fortunately, I am more skilled than you. Even though you have lived three lives and made all kinds of calculations, you still couldn’t predict that you could defeat me in China. What can you do? I have already resurrected abroad!

Penglai Pavilion spent so many years killing so many people. Do you really think that was to help my five useless disciples improve their realm? That was to help me rebuild my true body abroad! Otherwise, who do you think is behind the arrogant Ghost Rider abroad?

However, it is indeed not feasible to control everyone in the world with evil thoughts alone. There are always some hard-boned people in this world who insist on going against me. Fortunately, I used the nightmare that I carefully cultivated for many years to devour the prophet's essence and obtained his abilities. You hard-boned people can resist my evil offensive with your indestructible state of mind, but how can you resist the prophet's super ability to control people!

However, this prophet played some tricks before he died. He begged for mercy from you and told you that you could not kill me. He also wanted to join hands with you to kill me. But because you were determined to kill me, he played a trick and did not tell you that I had devoured his essence with my Nightmare Body. He was sure that you could not kill me and that I would eventually kill you. I devoured some of his essence and killed you then, so he could be said to have killed you indirectly!

You suspected at the time that the prophet's death was easier than expected, and whether it was a trick, but you couldn't think that this was my masterpiece, no matter how hard you tried. "

Leopard crossed his arms, with one hand raised with the index finger, and laughed like Niangniang Shiji.

"Wang Han is still alive. It seems that he must have regained his destiny. In the Eastern Land, he is the Son of Destiny. It is not so easy for me to kill Wang Han completely. This time, I must be cautious. Let Chen Qiusheng, that idiot, fight against Wang Han first. The two Sons of Destiny will wear down each other's luck. When the critical moment comes, I will make a comeback!

This world belongs to me!"

While Leopard was muttering to himself, the door was pushed open.

Meng Quezi stood at the door, and hopped in with his crutches, jokingly saying, "What are you doing, Leopard? You're like an idiot, laughing and mumbling. What are you talking about? Is there something wrong with your family's ancestral grave? Has something dirty taken over?"

The leopard slowly turned its head and stared at Meng Quezi with its misty eyes.

"That's perfect! We're in need of a messenger, so go ahead!"

Meng Quezi was so frightened that he shuddered and was about to shout, but he found that his throat seemed to be pinched by a force and he could only make a very small sound.

"Are you a prophet?" Meng Quezi's head turned red, veins bulged on his forehead, his pupils trembled, and his expression was extremely surprised.

"Prophet? Who the hell is he to be compared with me?"

Meng Quezi's pupils suddenly shrank, "Are you the Black Sky Emperor?"

Leopard smiled and tapped Meng Quezi's forehead with his finger.

Meng Quezi's eyes were also covered with a layer of mist.

But he soon returned to normal, but the look of surprise was gone on his face, just like usual.

Leopard glanced at Meng Quezi and said.

"Go tell Chen Qiusheng that Wang Han is not dead yet!"