Urban Hidden Dragon

Came out of the hospital angrily.

Wang Han lit a cigarette, and they all agreed to go to the teahouse and meet Feng Manlou first.

Huang Wan and Lao Zi didn't say a word in the car.

Wang Han glanced at Dongzi and said, "Are you mute?"

Yaozi glanced at Huang Wan, then came over, holding Wang Han's face and staring into Wang Han's eyes.

"Ahan, tell the truth, do you have any strange feelings?"

"Yes! Disgusting! Let me go!"

Daozi rubbed his face vigorously and said, "Ahan, let me tell you something. Don't get excited yet."

Wang Han looked at Dongzi and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Just now, your eyes became exactly like Wu Fa's."

Wang Han was stunned.

He quickly took out his cell phone and took a photo, and then explained, "It's better now. It was at the bottom before. When you came out of the bronze trap, your eyes were exactly the same as Wu Fa's."

Wang Han remembered that several people looked at him with strange expressions just now.

"Don't you really have any strange feelings?" Yizi asked again.

Wang Han shook his head, feeling nothing.

Could it be that Wang Zhonglou and Wu Fa both saw what that place had become like using bronze weapons.

When I think about it carefully, something is wrong.

After those two people's eyes turned into vertical pupils, they would definitely lose themselves and fall into a kind of killing.

Moreover, Wu Fa's appearance was more like man-made control, while Wang Zhonglou became like that completely spontaneously.

The car arrived at the tea house in a blink of an eye.

Feng Manlou and Zhao Kui are already waiting here.

"Have you found any clues?" Feng Manlou went straight to the point after seeing Wang Han.

Wang Han told everything about what he saw and heard in his bronze penis.

Feng Manlou and Zhao Kui looked at each other and frowned, "Then we have to go to the capital?"

Yaozi played with the blade, "Boy, my brother has also become like this. Could it be that the master of your Zhenlong Pavilion has seen the bronze nugget in that place before?"

Feng Manlou stood up from his chair when he heard this, his eyes widened, even wider than when he watched the female anchor dance.

"Impossible! This is impossible! All the Martial Gods in the past have behaved like this after entering the realm of transformation. There has never been a great master like this."

The blade that jumped between his fingers stopped.

"If I understand correctly, you all knew in advance that my brother has become like this, right?"

Huang Wan's eyes were filled with anger, and he grabbed Feng Manlou's collar.

"Sooner or later my ninth son joining Zhenlong Pavilion will end up like this. Is it what you planned all along?"

Zhao Kui suppressed Huang Wan's wrist and said, "Seventh Young Master, don't be angry! Let us finish our words first."

"Brother Qi! Let him finish his words first." Yao Zi also held Huang Wan's wrist.

Feng Manlou was not angry, "I can understand your mood, but...even if Wang Han doesn't join our Zhenlong Pavilion, he will still be like this. It's not that we found Wang Han and made him the Martial God, but Wang Han It was the God of War who encountered us.

The Martial Gods of the past dynasties will end up disappearing like this. This is like fate. We at Zhenlong Pavilion don’t want to see this happen. We have spent many years looking for this reason.

Originally, some important clues were found a hundred years ago, but then foreign enemies invaded. Many people in Zhenlong Pavilion joined the Patriotic War and sacrificed their precious lives, which also led to the interruption of the clues. "

Wang Han seemed to have remembered something, "I remember my old man said that the previous generation of Martial God wanted him to be the master of the pavilion. If so, wouldn't my old man do the same?"

Feng Manlou took a deep look at Wang Han.

The blade in Biaozi's hand fell on his lap, "Ahan, Ma Jiugu's diary mentioned that Di Lao also visited Tongyou Tower!"

Wang Han's head went numb.

There is a feeling of over-powering.

Ma Jiugu did mention this incident in her diary.

"Then why didn't my old man become like the master of the pavilion?" Wang Han asked doubtfully.

Feng Manlou smiled and said, "Maybe you have to ask Di Lao about this."

Wang Han held the phone in his hand. It was still early in the morning, so he would ask questions carefully when it got up.

"It's been a long night. Let's all rest first. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow." Zhao Kui stood up.

Wang Han and others drove to the house rented by Mao Zi.

Wang Han's nose twitched as he went up the stairs.

"What's wrong?" Yaozi asked in confusion.

"Where does the perfume smell come from? It seems to be your girlfriend's?"

Dongzi sniffed, "That's nonsense, are you crazy about women?"

After turning up the stairs, I was stunned.

There was a woman sitting at the door of my house.

It was Yaozi's -year-old girlfriend Xin Yan who had come all the way to give Bao a gift.

"Dear!" Xin Yan stood up.

Naozi stared, stepped forward and hugged Xin Yan, "Ahan, your nose is amazing!"

"What's wrong, dear?" Xin Yan asked.

"Ahan smelled perfume when he was on the first floor and said you were here. I didn't expect you to actually come. Why are you here so well?"

"I miss you, don't I." Xin Yan rubbed her head against Daozi's chest, "What's wrong with your legs, my dear?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's freezing in the middle of the night, isn't it, honey?" Bu Zi opened the door.

Wang Han looked at Xin Yan and entered the door together.

After entering the door, Yaozi and Xin Yan went to the bedroom.

Wang Han and Huang Ximen Doudou were lying on their sides, preparing to make do with each other.

The urge to urinate comes.

Wang Han got up and went to the bathroom to pee, and Miaozi walked out of the master bedroom. Through the crack in the door, he could roughly see Miaozi's girlfriend lying on the bed with her legs swinging.

The two of them peed side by side. Wang Han rubbed his nose and said, "You are a suitable partner. He is not yet menopausal at sixty-two."

Naozi unbuttoned his pants and said, "You are so arrogant and nonsense."

Wang Han lifted up his pants and moved them to the side, "You have a nozzle on your fucking crotch? It's so split that even a sprinkler can't spread it as wide as you can."

"I've been to a lot of places with heavy yin energy in the past two days, and my kidney energy is a bit lacking." Biao Zi shook his head and pulled up his pants.

"It might be a little loud later. You three, please bear with me. I'll try to resolve the battle within three minutes." Dongzi threw the cigarette butt into the toilet.

Wang Han was also tired from all the trouble, so he went back to the bedroom and lay down.

As soon as my eyes closed, there was a violent shaking sound from the next room.

Ximen Doudou rubbed his eyes, "Hey, this guy's legs are broken and he still won't stop?"

"It's not the middle leg that's broken."

The creaking and shaking sound stopped abruptly after a "Fuck" sound.

Then I heard the door of the next room being opened.

Wang Han and Huang Wan stood up almost at the same time and looked out.

Dongzi jumped out of it holding his pants.

"Are you going to sleep yet?" Wang Han's nest was on fire and he cursed.

Dao Zi lifted up his pants and said, "Sleep! It's not Xin Yan inside. Damn it, it's bigger than mine when I take it out!"

Wang Han and Huang Wan looked in at the same time and saw a person lying on the bed, struggling under the quilt. He had the same hairstyle as Xin Yan. Huang Wan strode over and turned over to see that he was wearing a wig. Bang.

Biaozi's hands were tied behind his back, and he had a ball of saliva in his mouth.

The mouth ball was beeping.

Wang Han grabbed the ball and threw it out of the window.

boom!

A loud noise came out.

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky.

The glass was blown to pieces, and the cars downstairs made wailing noises one after another.

Daozi wiped his mouth and said, "Damn it, hurry up! Painted Skin Ghost!"

Ximen Doudou rubbed his eyes and stood at the door, "What kind of painted ghost?"

"One of the top ten strange people in the world, a painted ghost who can disguise himself as anyone!"

Wang Han and Huang Wan chased him out at the same time. The painted-skinned ghost disguised as a man sat on the window sill, turned over and jumped down.