Urban Hidden Dragon

Zhong Hui took off his glasses, lifted up the corner of his clothes with one hand and wiped his glasses.

The white eyes turned up and looked at Wang Han.

The two looked at each other.

Xiao Xiangzhu Zhong Hui smiled at Wang Han, put on his glasses again, and pointed at a table of antiques, "Ninth Young Master, I know the rules of the Ten Guys Association. You can pick these things as you please, and you can take away whatever you like. "

Wang Han didn't look at these things at all, "Since you know the rules, you must also know that I am a person who acts according to the rules. I only want the Buddha's head."

The two stared at each other, Zhong Hui smiled at Wang Han and said, "Ninth Young Master, are you here alone?"

Wang Han was not afraid at all, "What else?"

Zhong Hui slowly took out a gun and pointed it at Wang Han's forehead, "You know, we force others to do things and never follow the rules."

Wang Han sat forward, his eyebrows pressed against the muzzle of the gun, pointing at his head, "If you have the guts, give me a shot." "

Bang!

Gunshots came.

There is an extra hole in the ceiling.

Smoke billowed out from the muzzle.

Zhong Hui took the gun and pushed up his glasses, "Ninth Young Master, this Buddha's head is not as simple as it seems. With the Buddha's head, you have stepped into the abyss with one foot. Have you thought about it?"

Wang Han pulled over a cloth bag and opened it, "Buddha head."

Zhong Hui waved his hand, "Put the Buddha's head on for Ninth Young Master."

One of his men leaned over and said in Zhong Hui's ear, "Little Incense Master, do you really want to give it to him?"

Bang!

Zhong Hui's gun was smoking, and one of his men's ears was beaten to pieces.

"If your ears don’t work, don’t ask for it. "Zhong Hui smiled at his men.

The men quickly grabbed Wang Han's cloth bag, opened a trolley case, took out a Buddha head and stuffed it into Wang Han's cloth bag.

After Wang Han checked it, he zipped up and pulled out the black card. There was no trace of blood on the card.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are far away. See you in the rivers and lakes."

Just took two steps.

The voice of the Little Incense Master came from behind again, "Ninth Young Master, you have really thought about it. If you take this Buddha head and go out through this door, you will step into the abyss. There will be no turning back when you draw your bow."

Wang Han gave Xiao Xiangzhu a chic smile from the side of his face, "How can you look back when you go out to hang out?"

"Ninth Young Master, walk slowly."

After Wang Han left, Zhang Qinghu slowly woke up and shook his head vigorously. His face covered with blood looked very hideous and terrifying, "Where is the person?"

"gone."

"Why don't you kill him?" Yang Qinghu said angrily.

Zhong Hui smiled playfully, "If you want to go, feel free, I won't stop you."

When Zhang Qinghu turned around and was about to leave, a buyer suddenly shouted, "Boss Zhang, I suggest you stop chasing him."

"What do you mean?"

"You first ask about the Ten Guys Club, and then consider whether to take action. I just remembered that my people did an investigation in your Jiangning City before coming here. Bald Liu of the Black Dragon Club died at the hands of the Ten Guys Club. , and the person who killed Bald Liu was the Ninth Young Master."

Zhang Qinghu's body trembled, and Tongling's big eyes flinched for the first time.

The Black Dragon Society and their fraternal alliance are competing against each other. They can still stay here arrogantly even though they are bald. The power behind them is naturally self-evident.

Zhang Qinghu glared at Zhong Hui, "Xiao Xiangzhu, did you guess that he was coming?"

Zhong Hui adjusted his glasses and said, "Boss Zhang, we force others to do things. We don't need others to question him. He naturally has our plans when he comes." "

After Wang Han came out of the box.

Carrying a satchel.

Take the elevator downstairs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the elevator on the first floor, Wang Han saw a group of people walking in from the elevator next door.

The leader is a short man with dark skin, a white suit, flip-flops, curly hair, and wearing sunglasses who looks like a monkey.

Holding a cigar between his arms, he strutted into the elevator.

There were a few strong men following behind.

One of the strong men was carrying a hot and sexy woman.

As she moved, the woman's pair of fat white nephrites almost jumped out of her collar.

The woman's face was rosy, her face was red and delicate, and she looked a little delirious.

You can tell at a glance that he was drugged.

The woman was none other than Yang Zhien.

Wang Han was stunned for a moment and saw Yang Zhien being carried into the elevator by several people.

When he entered, the man who looked like a monkey pinched Yang Zhien's chin, took a look, and blew a puff of smoke at Yang Zhien.

A lustful smile on his face.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Wang Han stood at the door, wondering whether to go up and help rescue him, but he thought that Yang Zhien might be completing a task or something.

But then I thought about it, I was already confused about what task to complete. If I get into this state, I can only complete the task of intersecting Bao Bao in bed.

Wang Han searched among the crowd to see if he could find any of Yang Zhien's colleagues.

But there was no one.

Wang Han saw that the elevator stopped on the ninth floor and then it showed that the elevator was open.

The ninth floor was renovated into a love hotel.

Wang Han stopped thinking about it, got into the elevator, and headed straight to the ninth floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Wang Han's eyes widened.

There are art paintings on the walls, and there are various art sculptures everywhere you can see them.

The corridors are filled with pink ambient lights.

When passing by several doorways, you can hear the faint sound coming from inside.

I listened carefully and was not sure where those people took Yang Zhien.

Fortunately, there are not too many rooms.

Wang Han quickly took out the black card and opened a door with a single swipe.

After seeing the ponytail swaying up and down inside, she silently closed the door.

He opened other doors smoothly.

Wang Han and the thief Buddha have a close relationship. The two have been friends for years. Wang Han's unlocking skills were all taught by Buddha. Buddha was indeed a monk in the past. When he was a child, there was a famine in his hometown, and the temple master could not afford to provide for idlers, so he had to I went out to beg for food, and when I was begging, I met the previous generation of thief kings. Seeing that this little monk knew kung fu and was very talented, the thief king taught him all his skills.

Lord Buddha had seen Wang Han's extraordinary talent before, and wanted to teach Wang Han his skills. The premise was that Wang Han would become his disciple. Later, the old man found Lord Buddha and had a friendly and heart-to-heart talk. After that, Lord Buddha changed his tune and firmly He unswervingly wanted to become a sworn brother with Wang Han, and he would not accept Wang Han as his disciple until his death.

Select a door in the room that makes no sound to open.

Finally, when I opened the sixth door, I saw the man who looked like a monkey in a white suit took off his suit and admired Yang Zhien lying on the multi-functional chair. Yang Zhien had been drugged and had two tender white legs. The legs rubbing against each other added to the temptation.

As soon as the door opens.

It attracted the attention of a strong man sitting on a chair at the door.

Before the strong man could stand up, Wang Han hit him with a flying knee.

The strong man was hit with a smile on his face on the spot.

The movement immediately attracted the attention of several other people.

Wang Han put down the Buddha's head, picked up the chair, and was knocked to the ground by several strong men.

The man who looked like a monkey wanted to say something, but Wang Han kicked him and knocked him unconscious.

Wang Han picked up the satchel with the Buddha head and looked at Yang Zhien who was sitting on the multi-functional chair.

When he looked over, Wang Han was stunned.

Yang Zhien had already pulled off his jacket and took off his hot pants, and his alluring body lay before Wang Han's eyes.

The pair of murder weapons were made even stronger by the black bra. Yang Zhien let out a seductive snort in his nose, and then pulled off the bra.

The turbulent waves that came out were shaking and trembling.

Wang Han immediately covered Buddha's eyes. His own eyes were wide open, for fear of not being able to see clearly.

"Amitabha, very good! Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form!"