Urban Hidden Dragon

Ticket gate.

The rest of the year will take a long time to look back.

He smiled at a girl at the back of the team and said, "Sorry, please give way."

The girl looked at the young and handsome Taoist priest in plain clothes and said with some infatuation, "I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the train if I go out now!"

The ticket inspector also looked over and said, "Young man, why are you going?"

"Do something and be right back."

"The train is leaving soon. Where are you going? I won't be rushing by then!"

Yu Nian smiled warmly.

"I'm fast."

Duanmu Jing was sitting in the car with a computer in front of her.

Above the computer is the surveillance outside the train station.

During the surveillance, Wang Han and the old man were standing together.

Duanmu Jing said impatiently, "Why does this old guy talk so much nonsense about killing someone!"

Uncle Tan smiled and said, "Young Master, this is what this guy is used to. His notebook is full of last words left by the people he killed. These big guys all have some weird little habits."

"What a pervert. This Wang Han should die this time, right? Where is Duan Muying?"

"We've been stopped. We won't be able to get through for a while. Even if we wait for them to come over, Wang Han's body will be stiff." Uncle Tan smiled and handed Duanmu Jing a bottle of water.

Duanmu Jing unscrewed the water bottle leisurely, "My sister-in-law is also clueless, why do she have to get involved! My second uncle went against us, and she followed suit! What else can I say even if the old man wants to get involved? The entire Duanmu family's property is given to Wang Han, so that's understandable. What a fucking fart!

The wealth accumulated by the Duanmu family for many generations is just given to an outsider. No one who is mentally ill would be able to say such a thing! "

Uncle Tan smiled and did not respond.

Duanmu Roujia looked outside the car anxiously.

Liu Si and a few people were fighting with a group of people, and Duan Muying was also looking out the window.

"Sister-in-law, what should we do now? If this continues, Duanmu Jing may really succeed."

Duanmu Roujia jumped out of the car and rushed towards a person. The person quickly stopped and did not dare to kill Duanmu Roujia.

"Yao Mei! You go there first!" Liu Si shouted.

Wang Han put his hands in his pockets.

The old man not far away breathed into the tip of his pen and wrote in his notebook, "'Myna, someone wants to fuck me.' What kind of last words are these."

After closing the notebook, the old man opened it again and read the line he had just written.

"If you think about it carefully, it seems that these last words are quite meaningful."

Wang Han smiled and said, "Then I'll give it to you?"

The old man shook his head, "It doesn't suit my temperament, it's not domineering enough! I'll leave it to you as my last words."

As he spoke, the old man closed the book again.

He took out a calculator and the payment code from his pocket.

"The cemetery is forty-six thousand. The one-stop funeral service will count you twelve thousand. If I carve the tombstone for you, it will count you eight thousand. The total is sixty-six thousand. It's a very auspicious number. Alipay or WeChat?"

Wang Han looked at the old man.

"6, they also provide after-sales service."

The old man stuffed the things into his pocket and said, "You talk a lot of nonsense. Then you can pay the bill later when you are about to die. People at that time are the most honest."

Talking.

The old man slowly raised one hand.

Wang Han still put his hands in his pockets.

Too lazy to move.

The old man's fingers were like hooks and he grabbed Wang Han from the air!

"die!"

Just at this juncture!

Accompanied by a loud bang!

The old man fell to the ground twitching and smoking.

Yu Nian stood in front of Wang Han, his broad sleeves motionless in the wind.

Wang Han stepped forward and kicked the old man on the ground.

He took out the notebook from the old man's hand, which contained many last words densely packed in it.

The one that appears most frequently is a deep greeting to the old guy's mother.

Wang Han patted the old man's face with his notebook.

"Who asked you to come?"

The old man foamed at the mouth and rolled his eyes.

Wang Han took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Come to the train station and help me examine this person."

When I looked back, I found that Yu Nian had disappeared.

I lit a cigarette and saw a red dot somewhere. It was a surveillance camera. The camera was moving and facing Wang Han.

Wang Han showed a friendly smile to the camera.

At the ticket gate, people queuing up heard thunder coming from outside, and turned around to look outside.

"Why is there thunder when everything is going well?"

"I'm afraid it's not some scumbag who swears by it!"

"Could it be the little Taoist priest who did it just now?"

"Don't be ridiculous, do you really think you can hold five thunders when you wear a Taoist robe?"

Everyone laughed it off.

When the ticket inspector was about to close the door, there was a gust of wind behind her. She turned around and found that it was the young Taoist priest from before.

The young Taoist priest handed over the train ticket.

The ticket inspector took a look at the ticket and saw that the young Taoist priest looked handsome. She wanted to rub her hand when returning the ticket.

Ah!

The ticket inspector covered her hand, and the moment she touched her, her whole arm was numbed by the electric shock.

When he came back to his senses, the young Taoist priest had disappeared.

The ticket inspector hurriedly clasped her hands and apologized sincerely in the direction where the young Taoist priest disappeared, "Amitabha, Amitabha! Gods, don't be angry!"

Duanmu Jing took a sip of water and saw on the computer screen that the old man had finally finished talking and was about to kill someone.

The old man just raised one hand.

Unexpectedly, a bolt of thunder fell from the sky!

The old man fell to the ground directly!

puff!

Duanmu Jing squirted all the water onto the screen.

He wiped his mouth and held the computer in front of his eyes.

The shock is beyond words!

Holding the edge of the computer tightly with both hands, he stared at the young Taoist priest who suddenly appeared on the computer and monitored.

"what is this?"

Uncle Tan's face was also pale and expressionless. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Heaven... Tianshi Mansion's Five Thunders Zhengfa!"

Monitoring.

Wang Han suddenly walked towards the camera

He smiled at the camera and gave a middle finger.

Even though she was separated from the screen, Duanmu Jing still felt a chill coming towards her face. She stood up in shock, but forgot that she was still in the car. Her head hit the roof of the car and she covered her head.

"Uncle Tan! What should we do now?" Duanmu Jing rubbed his head.

"Master, let's leave here first and call the master to inquire."

As the car drove away, Duanmu Jing hurriedly dialed the phone, "Dad! Things went wrong! That Wang Han didn't die."

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, "What did you say?"

"Wang Han is not dead!"

"You couldn't kill him even in the Three Flowers Realm? Did you send someone to kill him in the lair of the Ten Guys Association?"

"No, in a place where there was almost no one, a young Taoist priest came and beat our man unconscious when he met him. My Uncle Tan said that was the Five Thunder Zhengfa of Tianshi Mansion."

"Tianshi Mansion? Hum hum hum, I understand, please come back."

Duanmu Jing said in shock, "Go back?"

"Correct."

After saying that, the phone was hung up.

Wang Han stamped his feet.

I lit a cigarette, removed all the joints that could be removed from the old man's body, tied them up and stuffed them into the trunk.

After finishing everything, Wang Han closed the trunk.

Just as he was about to get in the car, he saw a car parked not far away. Duanmu Roujia ran down in a panic, without even wearing a shoe on one foot. When she saw Wang Han, she rushed over and hugged her when she came up. Wang Han cried loudly and cried again.

Wang Han really had nothing to say to this old aunt and cried at every turn.

This kind of feeling given to Wang Han is that of a wealthy lady who has been protected since she was a child and has almost zero experience in the world.

"Fortunately I came early! It really scared me to death!"

Duan Muying also ran over and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Wang Han was safe and sound.

Duanmu Roujia took Wang Han's arm, "Han'er, it's okay, you don't have to be afraid, your aunt is protecting you, they don't dare to hurt you!"

Just as Wang Han was about to speak, a banging sound came from the trunk.

Duanmu Roujia and Duanmuying looked over at the same time.

Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth and opened the trunk.

I saw the old man shaking his head vigorously, trying to wake up.

Wang Han picked up the jack from the trunk and hit the old man on the head. The old man rolled his eyes and fainted again.

After clapping his hands, Wang Han looked at Duanmu Roujia.

"Auntie, who did you just say wanted to hurt me?"