Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 665 The Only King

Xie Jun frowned.

The fat boss pressed Xie Jun's hand and said emotionally, "The person who gave you the money just now is the son of our Marseille oil tycoon! This check can't be fake! Are you crazy? You don't want million euros!"

Xie Jun was stunned again.

He glanced at the direction where the young man disappeared just now.

Who is this young man!

To be able to let such a super rich second generation follow behind.

I took a look at the check in my hand!

Xie Junqiong, but thinking that this check was too hot, she was still afraid that the crazy person would be wanted again.

They are % awesome people, and going in and out of the police station is the same as going home.

She is different!

She is just a wage earner!

There's no way to compare!

I saw the fat boss staring at the check with greedy eyes.

Xie Jun pushed the check into the fat boss's hand, "If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

The fat boss was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the direction where Wang Han left just now with lingering fear.

No matter how much you like money, you won't be so clueless. The international felon just now has now transformed into a senior advisor to the superintendent, and he doesn't panic when he gives it to anyone.

My face still hurts from the slap just now.

That kind of person has the guts to take advantage of him, but he doesn't have the life to enjoy it.

He timidly returned the check and smiled at Xie Jun.

"I didn't realize that you actually have such a powerful friend!"

Xie Jun said nothing, turned and walked towards the restaurant.

By the way, he took out his cell phone and took a look, and found that the wanted order was still there.

And it is pinned to the top on all major platforms.

Involuntarily, I looked through the window in the direction where the man disappeared.

He ignored the wanted notice at all and walked openly on the street, as if the wanted notice was a piece of waste paper.

Who is this person?

Xie Jun sat in a daze.

The boss who used to scold her frequently now had a smile on his face and served Xie Jun tea and water as if he were his own mother.

Xie Jun felt a little ridiculous.

Thinking of the - rule that the young man mentioned just now.

I couldn't help but think again of the law of survival that my father said more than once when he was alive: the law of the jungle.

Xie Jun suddenly discovered that some of the ideas between the young man and his father coincided with each other.

She stood up and wanted to chase her father out to see her father off for the last time, but she thought that he was already far away.

Xie Jun secretly made up his mind to visit his father's tomb.

Wang Han lit three cigarettes and placed them on Xie Sanjia's tombstone.

I lit another one myself.

“Mr.

He unscrewed a bottle of good white wine that he had been looking for for a long time and said, "I'm afraid you won't be used to drinking red wine, so I made some white wine for you. Drink it slowly on the way."

A bottle of wine was poured out.

"Good journey!"

Wang Han bows!

There are no relatives to send thanks to Sanjia.

Wang Han and Xie Sanjia can also be regarded as friends in need.

Xie Sanjia taught Wang Chuan what he had learned throughout his life, so it was reasonable to see the old man off on his last journey.

He turned around and got into the car.

Not far away, Wang Han saw Xie Jun walking towards this side.

Holding a bouquet of flowers.

Wang Han lowered the window and nodded to Xie Jun.

Xie Jun wanted to say something else, but Wang Han had already left.

Looking at the direction in which Wang Han left, Xie Jun was still a little dazed. There was a sense of mystery about this young man that made people want to explore it, but the sense of crisis also discouraged people.

To be honest, Xie Jun was still quite scared. After all, not everyone could be on the international wanted list.

Thousands of people were killed overnight!

There is no difference between this kind of person and a devil!

I took the Ike family's private plane and headed towards the Vatican to meet the people there.

Wang Han closed his eyes and practiced his skills secretly.

The external strength is only one step away from the third level.

The training of external skills is, to put it bluntly, a process of tearing apart and rebirth.

A broken leg heals stronger than it was originally, and the same goes for muscles.

It will take a few days for the breakthrough in Purana Sutra and external skills.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Wang Han took advantage of this opportunity and began to use point general skills to control the Qi body in the Dragon Elephant realm in the Qi bottle.

After the plane landed, we took a bus to transfer.

It took almost ten hours of work.

Wang Han raised his hand and pointed.

A Qi body figure slowly emerged in front of him.

It looks like an almost transparent figure.

Xie Sanjia said that Qi bodies like this are basically forcibly extracted from people before they die.

The Qi bottle that Wang Han stole from the young man contained so much Qi body that he had accumulated it over many years.

It can be considered that Wang Han got a huge bargain.

The first control was relatively slow, and Wang Han took a day.

Now that he has mastered the trick, the speed will only get faster and faster. Wang Han guesses that it will take about three days to fully control the remaining four dragon elephant realm Qi bodies.

In a large room.

Firewood burns in the fireplace.

There were many people sitting in the room.

Roughly divided into two camps.

On one side were a group of people of different colors, both men and women, each with an unruly temperament. Lei Xiaohua and Ron were not sure what they were talking about when they got together, and the expressions on their faces showed up. With a mean smile, everyone else was laughing and joking while standing or sitting.

On the other side, there were dozens of people sitting.

Some wear idiosyncratic robes.

Among them were two old men dressed in red.

In addition to them, there were several others wearing armor, with exquisite and simple wrist guards on their wrists, and crosses on their necks.

The leader of these people was an old man.

Eyelids drooped.

The chatter and laughter of another group of people made some people here very angry.

Lane was on pins and needles as the go-between.

Those brothers and sisters are all accustomed to freedom. These people are either the second generation of wealthy family members, or top talents who are outstanding in a certain field. Everyone has the wind of freedom in their bones and in their veins. They all have rebellious blood and are used to doing whatever they want. They don't even know their own mother who orders them to be quiet or else they will be beaten if they don't do it.

A red-clad leader with a reddish complexion snorted coldly, "We, the Holy Light Cult, represent justice and light! Now we are together with a group of bandits, and we must join forces with them to prevent others from making fun of us!"

Ryan forced out a smile and gave a look to a middle-aged man wearing simple armor.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man lowered his head and smoked, as if he agreed with the words of the red-clothed leader.

The voices spoken here were clearly heard by the group of people.

No one from the group came out to refute, but the noise became louder.

A tall and bearded man with a height of meters shouted Mai loudly.

Lei Xiaohua and a bald man wrestled in the middle, drawing cheers.

The red-skinned leader in red slapped the table, "Be quiet!"

However, it didn't have any effect at all.

Ron put his little finger in his mouth and whistled.

The laughter grew louder.

The red-skinned leader in red clothes stood up.

Just about to speak.

In the first seat, the old man spoke slowly.

"Moore, if the children are playing, let them play."

Moore sat down angrily, "Your Holiness, why do we, the Holy Light Religion, join forces with these bandits? This is simply making the world laughable!"

The laughter over there got louder, and a few more people jumped up and started wrestling, making the sound loud.

The old man smiled and said, "In my eyes, they are not robbers, but a group of children who yearn for freedom, advocate justice, have ideals, achievements, and vitality."

Moore gritted his teeth, "There's no politeness at all! Ryan! Let them be quiet!"

It’s hard for Ryan to be caught in the middle.

Moore said angrily, "A group of lazy and chaotic gangsters! How can they be worthy of fighting alongside our Holy Light Religion! They..."

Not finished yet.

A cold wind blew in.

The door opened.

Two people walked in from outside.

The leading young man was wearing a windbreaker.

The group of people who were noisy at first fell silent instantly.

Everyone who was originally lazy stood up one after another, showing their sharpness!

Everyone stared at the young man coming in from outside.

It's like waiting for the only king!