Urban Hidden Dragon

The name Wang Han is no stranger to him.

People from the Pang family in the capital.

Pang Yunping's biological brother who was killed by Wang Han before.

The two brothers went to Maple Leaf Country back then, so they were not bloodbathed by Wang Han and others.

Now the people from the Pang family came to this place again and took away the medicine introduction to treat the eldest sister's illness. It was clear that they were going to fight against her.

Back then, the eldest sister was beaten to death by a scumbag, and she almost lost her mind. The scumbags from the Pang family even gave the eldest sister a car full of dolls, children's clothes, and various baby supplies.

If not for the timely rescue, the eldest sister would have died young.

This blood feud must be avenged!

Wang Han stepped on the killer's profile, "Where is he?"

"I do not know."

Wang Han picked up the pump and pumped up!

Ahhhhh!

The killer yelled, "It's on the golf course in the wealthy area of ​​Jiangning City!"

Wang Han threw the pump aside and looked at Ye Qingqiu, who closed his eyes for the old couple.

Ye Qingqiu stood up.

"Let no one die in vain."

Wang Han made a phone call and asked someone to come over and take care of it.

Go out and jump in the car.

Went directly towards the golf course.

...

Pang Yunlang held a cigar.

Admiring the Ganoderma lucidum the size of a washbasin in front of me.

Behind him were several practitioners.

Thick white smoke sprayed on the Ganoderma lucidum, "I heard that if Rao Rushuang uses this thing as a medicine introduction, he will be able to break through the peak of the Grand Master and reach the Half-Step Realm."

There was an old man standing behind him, "If it were in the past, I would definitely not believe this. But now, since Jin Sansheng came back to the world, I feel that it is possible for the people of Shilaohui to do anything. Di Lao deceived him back then." He has surpassed everyone, and it took him ten years to realize this move!"

Pang Yunlang's delicate mustache squirmed as he smoked, "I heard from my grandpa that Jin Sansheng directly broke through the transformation state with his physical body and killed Wan Qingshan with one punch?"

"That's what it means to pass Wan Qingshan's youngest son."

Pang Yunlang put his feet on the coffee table, "This old guy is too arrogant. He deserves to die. People like Jin Sansheng are a huge threat as long as they are alive! Why didn't everyone gather in the capital to kill their brothers? both?"

"Everyone had this idea at the time, but after the appearance of Wu Changge, one of the eight tiger generals of the Tiandihui, no one dared to act rashly. If we really wanted to fight, I don't know what other back-ups the Ten Guys Club had hidden. Our big plan is now At the critical stage, there is no room for any mistakes, and those who achieve great things must learn to be patient."

Pang Yunlang raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

"We sent people to arrest the Ninth Young Master's woman, why hasn't she come yet?"

"I'll probably be back soon. She's just a woman, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Pang Yunlang held a cigarette, "Hasn't that silly big guy outside notified the Ninth Young Master to come over?"

"No."

"I have a good dog." Pang Yunlang stood up.

He put the cigar in the ashtray, took out a golf club and walked outside.

The old man followed behind, "Young master, the master said that we should cut off the Ganoderma lucidum and go back after killing the woman who killed the Ninth Young Master. Enough is enough. Just give them a little pain. Let us stop when we are ready."

Pang Yunlang suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the old man behind him, "Uncle Zhuang, that Yunping is my biological brother! A biological brother born from the same mother! I am the only biological brother! That Ninth Young Master still... My biological brother was killed! This is a blood feud!"

"Immortal blood feud!" Pang Yunlang suddenly roared, the veins on his neck popped out and his eyes turned red.

The two mustaches also squirmed together.

"Mr. Zhuang..." Pang Yunlang patted Mr. Zhuang on the shoulder, "I will go back after killing the Ninth Young Master. The Ninth Young Master is the Emperor's most beloved disciple. He will raise him like his son. If he kills the Ninth Young Master, he will definitely Life is worse than death! I just want him to feel the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person to him!"

"but..."

As soon as Mr. Zhuang was about to speak, he was interrupted by Pang Yunlang's roar, which was carried away by anger, "There is no fucking but! I will kill the Ninth Young Master today! Even Jesus can't stop him! I said so!"

Pang Yunlang's face was distorted, his two delicate mustaches were squirming like caterpillars, and his eyes were red, filled with endless madness.

After taking a deep breath, Pang Yunlang suddenly changed his smile and adjusted Mr. Zhuang's collar.

"Mr. Zhuang! I know you are thinking about me, but don't worry! I will definitely not go too far! Nor will I ruin the plans of several big families! I just want to avenge Yunping!"

Pang Yunlang carried the golf club and walked out.

Lying on the ground was a man who had been beaten to a bloody gourd.

Pang Yunlang picked Xue Gourd's head with a golf club, "You're not dead yet! What's your name? Han... Han Dachun, right? I heard someone say that you are the good brother of the Ninth Young Master, who values ​​​​love. Chongyi, if you knew that his good brother was hanging on by a thread at this moment, and you asked him to trade his life for yours, what would our affectionate and righteous Ninth Young Master do?"

"I'm a fool! If you dare, kill me! Don't look for my fierce brother!" Han Dachun's eyebrow bone was broken, and his face was covered with blood.

Pang Yunlang raised his hand and waved at a woman in a short skirt. The woman was stunned for a moment, and Pang Yunlang smiled and said, "Ball."

Although she said it with a smile, goosebumps appeared on the woman's arms.

Pang Yunlang took the golf ball and placed it on Han Dachun's temple.

"Come here!" Pang Yunlang greeted, and the woman in short skirt came over.

Pang Yunlang let the woman hold the club, while he held the woman from behind and taught her how to play ball.

"You did it under my brother! I checked your mobile phone records. During this period, you contacted the Ninth Young Master Wang Han frequently!"

Snapped!

Pang Yunlang holds a woman and swings the pole!

The golf ball placed on Han Dachun's temple flew high into the distance.

The slightest chance of killing Han Dachun.

Han Dachun's eyes widened, and his heart almost stopped beating just now.

The woman Pang Yunlang was holding had goosebumps all over her arms, and her long white legs could not stop swaying.

But Pang Yunlang still held the woman, and the caller brought another golf ball and placed it on Han Dachun's temple.

The woman's legs were weak and there were signs of falling. Pang Yunlang smiled close to the woman's ear, "If your legs shake again, he will die. You will kill him!"

These words made the woman's body tremble, but she was still held tightly by Pang Yunlang from behind.

Snapped!

The golf ball flew high into the air, almost killing Han Dachun.

The woman in Pang Yunlang's arms had long white legs and fell to the ground. Tears fell silently. He shook his head vigorously. Pang Yunlang pulled the woman up, put the club into her hands, and continued to hold her from behind.

He kicked Han Dachun, making Han Dachun lie down, and asked someone to put a golf ball on Han Dachun's mouth.

Pang Yunlang grabbed the woman's trembling hands and gestured, "I hate Erwuzi the most!"

Snapped!

The golf ball flew high.

There were also several front teeth of Han Dachun. When the club broke the front teeth, sparks popped out.

Han Dachun cried out in pain from his throat.

The crystal liquid between the tender white legs of the woman in her arms slipped down, and she sat weakly on the ground, her whole body trembling.

Pang Yunlang pinched the woman's chin, "Trash!"

Pushing the woman away, Pang Yunlang glanced at the time, "Why hasn't Shrimp Boy come back after disposing of the body?"

The old man behind him said, "You should be back soon! There are many neighbors over there, so things will be slower."

"Give me your cell phone and I'll call Mr. Ninth."

Phone calls.

Pang Yunlang stepped on Han Dachun, "Ninth Young Master, it's me, Pang Yunlang. How are you doing? I want to invite you out for tea and catch up on old times."

A voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Look back!"