Urban Hidden Dragon

The two looked at each other.

They all saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Wang Han didn't expect it to be Yang Zhien.

Yang Zhien had always dressed very conservatively before, almost always wearing sportswear. Now he was dressed so hotly that Wang Han couldn't help but take a second look.

Even though I had seen Yang Zhien’s breasts before.

But I can’t see enough of this thing.

Yang Zhien glared at Wang Han fiercely, "Sex! Have you seen enough?"

"No." Wang Han said truthfully.

Yang Zhien pinched Wang Han's thigh fiercely, "Don't look at it! What are you doing here?"

Wang Han took a sip of wine and said, "You can come, why can't I come?"

He didn't even ask why Yang Zhien came to this place. What did the police want to do when they came to this place? The answer was ready to come out.

What's more, when Wang Han arrived this evening, he saw that this place was a mixed bag of people.

Yang Zhien ordered a glass of wine, "You come to this place to catch girls, at least dress better. With your appearance, the bartender won't even bother to talk to you."

Wang Han played with the lighter, "Who do you think I am?"

"You're so perverted," Yang Zhien said bluntly.

Wang Han cast a vicious look at Yang Zhien's snow-white ravine in revenge.

Yang Zhien was amused by Wang Han's little move, "Sex embryo, do you still want to see it?"

"Think about it." Wang Han looked at Yang Zhien eagerly.

Yang Zhien covered it with his hands, "What a beautiful thought."

The phone vibrated, and Wang Han took it out and took a look, "The transaction has begun."

Putting his cell phone into his pocket, Wang Han put the wine glass on the bar, "I have to leave beforehand. I'll buy you a drink."

Yang Zhien kicked Wang Han's calf and said, "Hey, it's not peaceful here tonight. Go back as soon as possible."

Smiling at Yang Zhien, Wang Han walked through the crowd and got into the elevator.

Tonight, the three brothers of the Zhang family will be the dealer. They provide this venue and take a commission from it.

Therefore, the entire tenth floor has been cleared. If you want to come to this place, you must have the consent of the three brothers of the Zhang family.

Reached the tenth floor.

As soon as the door opens.

I saw two strong men in suits standing at the door.

The strong man looked at Wang Han, then raised his hand to indicate a QR code next to him, "Scan the code."

Wang Han couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He really kept pace with the times. He was not afraid that the gangsters would fight, but he was afraid that the gangsters would be educated.

After scanning the QR code, the three Zhang brothers knew who was coming.

Wang Han pretended to scan the code.

One hand picked off the cigarette butt.

Holding the cigarette butt between his fingers, he suddenly made a move, slapped it with his backhand, and slapped the cigarette butt on a strong man's ear hole. The strong man covered his ear in pain. Wang Han's five fingers were like hooks, and he reached out and clasped it. He touched the opponent's chin and swept across with his claws.

With a squeaking sound, the strong man's body slid down against the wall.

The move is clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

Another strong man was about to take action.

Wang Han's elbow was like a knife, and he hit the strong man's Adam's apple with his elbow. The strong man's eyes bulged out and he couldn't make any sound at all.

Gaba!

Wang Han held the strong man's head in his hands and rubbed it.

The strong man lay softly on the ground.

Wang Han's dragon-winding hand is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Even if the young master is at his peak, he is still a bit underwhelmed in front of Wang Han's dragon-winding hand.

Two strong men were lying at the door of the elevator, blocking the door. The elevator door could not be opened or closed, and it was stuck on the tenth floor.

Wang Han lit another cigarette.

He glanced at the surveillance camera, gave it a middle finger, and then walked towards the box with a cigarette in his mouth.

The tenth floor is much quieter than the one below. Most of the people who come to this floor are dirty and come here to do some shady things.

Of course, there are also rich and powerful people who can't show their faces and play here, and they do a good job of keeping things confidential.

Arrive at the door of the box where tonight’s transaction will take place.

Nothing inside can be heard from the outside.

Wang Han tried to push the door open, but found that someone was holding him inside.

After pushing hard, the door opened a crack.

A head with a burnt face poked out and said angrily, "Where are you pushing your mother?"

Wang Han smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm looking for Xiao Xiangzhu Zhong Hui."

"Who are you?" The man with burn scars on his face stared at Wang Han warily.

Wang Han held a cigarette and said, "I am..."

Not finished.

Wang Han covered it with his palm.

The cigarette butt was inserted directly into the other person's nostril, and he clasped his big hand, holding the other person's chin in his palm and pushing it upward.

The door also opened smoothly.

Boom!

The back of his head hit the wall.

The man sat down against the wall, and two streams of blood came out of his nose.

fainted.

The movement at the door immediately attracted the attention of the people inside.

There were more than twenty people sitting and standing inside.

After a quick glance, there were five groups of people.

The seller is Zhong Hui.

Zhang Qinghu, the boss of the Zhang family, is the banker.

There are three more buyers.

The huge coffee table was covered with newspapers, and there were cash and various bottles and cans. There were also several suitcases on the floor, which contained either cash or various antiques.

After hearing the movement at the door, Zhong Hui's men were the first to pull out their guns, pointing the black muzzles at Wang Han who came in from outside.

Seeing that Wang Han wanted to continue walking inside, Zhong Hui did not let his men act rashly, but glanced at Zhang Qinghu.

Zhang Qinghu slapped the table and stood up, "You blind thing, do you know where this place is?"

Wang Han walked over in a swaggering manner.

Wang Han grabbed a buyer by the collar and pulled him up, sitting on the small sofa.

"Sorry everyone, we may not be able to do this business today."

"Who do you think you are, you're here to mess with me!" Zhang Qinghu was furious.

Those big copper bell eyes gave his subordinates a murderous look.

The men immediately drew their guns.

But the hand has not been raised yet.

Wang Han didn't know when he had a black card in his hand.

Heika waved his hand and walked out.

It disappeared directly into the eyebrows of Zhang Qinghu's men.

The skull is the hardest bone in the human body.

But Wang Han's black card slipped directly and effortlessly into Zhang Qinghu's eyebrows, like being inserted into tofu.

Blood spread out, and the ten blurry figures on the black card became much clearer.

The atmosphere instantly became frozen.

Zhang Qinghu put one hand on his lower back.

None of these people here are good people.

But they were all frightened by Wang Han.

Wang Han smiled and said, "Zhang Qinghu, right? I'm here to see Xiao Xiangzhu. I'll give you two ways, either get out or die. I can promise you that I can kill you at least three times before you draw your gun." , you choose yourself.”

Zhang Qinghu clasped his fingers tightly on the gun on his back and looked at Zhong Hui.

"Xiao Xiangzhu, is this your friend?"

Zhong Hui looked away from the black card.

His expression was cloudy and uncertain.

"People from Shilaohui don't know their friends' surnames."

"Wang Han."

After hearing the name, Zhong Hui pondered for a few seconds, then his eyes flashed and he smiled at Wang Han.

"It turns out that the Ninth Young Master has come to visit us, and we are not here to welcome you. Everyone, today's business ends here." Zhong Hui gave his men a look, and they immediately started to pack their things.

Those buyers didn't know why.

When Zhang Qinghu heard this, his eyebrows were raised, "Xiao Xiangzhu, what does this mean? What kind of a table, Mr. Ninth, I have never heard of it in Jiangning City, this is my territory, I have the final say! "

Just finished speaking.

Zhang Qinghu had already drawn his gun.

But before the gun was raised, Wang Han grabbed a bronze stove with two ears and an animal face on the coffee table and smashed it on Zhang Qinghu's wrist. The gun was immediately smashed away. Wang Han didn't stop at all, grabbing the bronze stove and giving it to Zhang Qinghu. Opened the gourd.

Three strikes, five strikes and two strikes turned Zhang Qinghu into a bloody gourd.

After throwing away the copper stove, Wang Han sat down again, "Let's get down to business, where is the Buddha's head?"