Urban Hidden Dragon

Duan Muying opened his mouth.

Looking at the two tigers inside, he glanced at Wang Han again.

Lying on the railing side by side with Wang Han.

Duan Muying took a breath, and thick white mist floated out of his mouth.

"Cousin, in fact, not everyone is hostile to you, there are still people who want you to come back! You don't need to be too hostile to the Duanmu family! We will still treat you as family! Of course, if you think about it in another person's shoes For a moment, I can understand how you feel, I just want to say..."

After a long silence.

Duan Muying smiled at Wang Han.

"Welcome home!"

With curved eyebrows and eyes, Duan Muying looks like a beauty in Japanese comics.

There is a hint of squeamishness in the wildness.

Wang Han just smiled and said nothing.

Duan Muying continued, "Don't lie down on the iron railing for too long, let alone get wet, otherwise it will be very easy to get stuck to it."

Wang Han flicked the ashes of his cigarette again and smiled at Duan Muying, "It's not like I don't know this."

"If I were you, the more they wouldn't let me come, the more I would come! The more they wouldn't let me get anything, the more I'd get something from them! I wouldn't give them a good look!" Duan Muying snorted.

When the cigarette butt reached the end, Wang Han flicked it with his finger, and the cigarette butt fell into the trash can below against the cold wind.

Duanmuying looked stunned.

A figure appeared outside the door.

A person walked inside.

Wearing a long cotton-padded gown, he looked very old, with his hands burying themselves in each other's sleeves.

He bent over and walked towards the inside, holding his arms.

Duan Muying straightened up and introduced in a low voice, "This is uncle, your uncle."

The person came thumping up the ladder.

Duan Muying smiled and greeted, "Uncle!"

The person who came just hummed and walked forward without looking away.

"Uncle! This is my cousin Wang Han! He is back!"

Duanmu Mingren glanced at Wang Han, then hummed and continued to walk forward.

Wang Han was not taken seriously at all.

"Uncle!" A voice suddenly came.

Duanmulin rushed out of the room.

"Hand! Give your hand to my uncle!"

Duanmu Akihito didn't know why and subconsciously stretched out his hands.

Duanmulin grabbed Duanmu Akihito's hand, and with a loud sound, he spit on Duanmu Akihito's hand.

The tiger was wandering drunkenly, and with a flash of his body, he pressed Duanmu Akihito's hands onto the iron railing.

Leaning on Duanmu Akihito's hands, Duanmulin wiped his mouth, "I'm so sleepy, cousin, go to sleep!"

Duanmulin hugged Wang Han and walked towards a room.

Duanmu Akihito blew his beard angrily and glared, "You brat! Stop right there!"

I wanted to turn around, but my hands were directly stuck to the iron railing.

"Huh? You little brat! You did it on purpose! Just stand there!"

Duanmulin looked at Duanmu Akiren wanderingly, his cheeks bulging as he walked towards Duanmu Akihito.

"Uncle, you are vomiting~ Why are you vomiting to me~"

"Don't come here! Stay away from me! You weakling!" Duanmu Akihito yelled.

"Why are you standing there? Go get me some hot water!"

Duanmu Akihito shouted angrily at Duanmuying.

Duan Muying went back to the room and came out again, "Uncle, they have finished making hot water. I am boiling water for you. Please wait a moment."

Duanmu Akihito stamped his feet and shouted angrily at Duanmulin, "You little bastard! Just wait for me! Let's see if I can deal with you!"

into the room.

Duanmulin pointed to the kang.

"Cousin, sleep!"

After saying this, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Wang Han carried Duanmulin onto the kang and pulled the quilt over him.

Sitting on the kang with his eyes closed, in Wang Han's current state, he could be very active without sleeping for three to five days.

Secretly gradually controlling the Qi body of the Vajra realm.

The early morning light shone through the window on Duanmulin's face.

Duanmulin scratched his chest and squinted in the direction of the window.

Cover your face with a quilt.

A few seconds later, Duanmulin sat up.

"cousin?"

No one answered.

Duanmulin quickly got off the kang. The sound of flushing water came from the bathroom, and Wang Han walked out.

"What's wrong?"

Duanmulin returned to the kang, rubbed his eyes, and took off his clothes, "I thought you were out. You are not familiar with this place. I'll take a bath, and I'll take you out later to experience it. The customs and customs here.”

Wang Han lit a cigarette and said, "Alin, where is your aunt's grave?"

Duanmulin was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong inside the mountain?"

"I want to go to a grave."

Duanmulin nodded, "We have to go to the grave. Now the heavy snow has blocked the way. It will probably take three or two days to go in. You can stay here for the next two days."

"to make."

While eating breakfast, Duan Muying glanced at him and asked, "Where is uncle?"

Duanmulin handed the fried dough sticks to Wang Han, "No way, I'm probably going to see someone's widow again!"

"You kid, stop talking nonsense!" Liu Si smiled and scolded.

Duanmulin took a sip of porridge and said, "Don't you see it too! What are you pretending to do! You're such a big man! Who doesn't know how to eat colorful intestines?"

"You little virgin, haven't you seen it?"

"I have a partner! No need to look at widows! Only those with sick minds like young women, right bro!"

cough cough...

Wang Han wiped his mouth guiltily, "It should be so, I don't quite understand."

After dinner.

Liu Si went outside to do errands.

Snowflakes were falling outside again.

Duanmulin's plan to take Wang Han out was shelved.

Called Dongzi, when several people were playing mahjong.

There was the sound of breaking glass outside.

Dongzi came to the window to take a look.

"The Chai family is here again!"

Duanmulin put on his clothes and said, "You guys sit down and I'll go take a look. These bastards are cucumbers and they need to be photographed!"

Duanmu Roujia also stood up, got dressed and walked out.

"Han'er, stay in the house and don't go out..."

When he turned around, he found that Wang Han had no intention of moving at all.

Duanmu Roujia smiled and went out.

"What do you want to do again?" Duanmulin pointed at several people with a stick.

There were five people in total.

The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a Lei Feng hat and a large cotton-padded jacket.

"What are you doing? What do you think you are doing? My son was beaten like that, I have to give him an explanation!"

Duanmulin pointed the stick at the middle-aged man, "That's it! You're so shameless, aren't you? Your son went outside to break the shoes of my cousin behind his back, and even took the mistress to beat my sister. I can't even beat your son." It’s pretty light!”

"Can it be the same? I only have one son! I have to continue the family lineage! Your cousin has already married our Chai family. Do you know what it means to marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow a dog! What will my son do to her? That’s our own family’s business, it’s not your little brat’s turn to come out and show off your power! Even if your old man is here, he won’t say anything!”

Duan Muying said angrily, "Can you be more shameless! You are so shameless!"

"What does it have to do with you, sir!" the middle-aged man yelled at Duan Muying.

Duanmulin pointed the stick in his hand at the middle-aged man, "Speak politely to my sister!"

"Who do you mean, you little bitch? Even your old man dares not talk to me like that!"

"You, the Chai family, don't want to be shameless? Just because you saved my grandfather's life back then, my grandpa has given you so many benefits over the years, and you still want to get in trouble, right?"

"What are you talking about? If our Chai family hadn't saved your grandfather back then, would your Duanmu family be where it is today? Do you understand what it means to repay a favor?"

Duanmu Roujia glanced at it and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"What else needs to be said, firstly, my son's medical expenses and mental damages add up to million! Secondly, let that little cousin go back with us to serve my son. Thirdly, you little bitch start beating me up. If you kill my son and cut off an arm, the matter will be settled."

Duanmulin was furious and pointed at the middle-aged man, "Get out of here while I don't want to do anything!"

"Why are you so arrogant, you little turtle? Are you looking for a cut?" The middle-aged man opened the stick and reached out to grab Duanmulin's collar.

The two of them exploded at once.

A fight broke out on the spot.

Duanmulin is a late-stage minor master.

The middle-aged man is in the early stage of a great master.

When two people were fighting, Duanmulin could still struggle for a while, but he couldn't handle the large number of people on the other side, so five strong men surrounded Duanmulin and started beating him.

Duanmulin couldn't resist for a moment.

Five people surrounded Duanmulin, punching and kicking him.

The Duanmu family is full of women and half-grown children at home right now. How can they resist it?

Duanmu Ying and Duanmu Roujia wanted to intervene, but their fighting ability was very poor and they were knocked to the ground on the spot. Dongzi was also knocked down after not holding on for a few times.

The middle-aged man had an arrogant smile on his face.

He picked up the stick, stepped on one of Duanmulin's hands, raised the stick and smashed it down on Duanmulin's arm.

Snapped!

The stick hung two centimeters above Duanmulin's arm.

Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm with one hand.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man glared at Wang Han and secretly tried his best.

Smoke mixed with white gas spit out from Wang Han's mouth.

"Father Wo Nen!"

The middle-aged man noticed that Wang Han was still quite strong, so he immediately opened the distance and backed up.

"Cousin! Be careful! These people are all practitioners!"

Duanmulin stood up and wiped away the nosebleed.

"Cousin?" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Han, "Where does this cousin come from?"

Behind the middle-aged man, a man with a sinister look on his face said, "I seem to have heard that the son of the old man's other daughter has been found. It should be this person."

The middle-aged man moved his wrist.

"It turns out he's the son of that old bitch. Back then, I wanted the old man to marry that bitch to me, but I didn't expect that bitch with a rotten crotch to run away with a pretty boy in the end!"

Wang Han's eyes are like daggers behind his scattered bangs.

"If you can't speak, don't speak again!"