Urban Hidden Dragon

Huang Wan lowered his head and looked at the fingers that frequently touched his chest.

A smile emerges.

He pinched Fan Xiaoqiang's finger and broke it upward with a click.

Before Fan Xiaoqiang had time to scream, Huang Wan pressed Fan Xiaoqiang's head with his big hand and hit it on the mirror.

Accompanied by a snapping sound!

The mirror was torn apart.

Fan Xiaoqiang's head was covered with blood and he fell limply to the ground.

Fan Jian was furious and said to the man next to him with a short hair and a fierce face, "Brother Camel! Help me take revenge!"

Brother Luotuo reached out and touched his head.

"Brother! Those who bully me in front of my camel are a bit..."

"Longlong!" Huang Wan shouted.

Ximen Doudou stood up. He was usually pushed to the ground by several brothers and rubbed against him. Today, he finally had some food delivered to his door. Ximen Doudou almost cried with excitement.

I picked up a swivel chair and gave it to Brother Luotuo.

The people behind were rushing forward. Ximen Doudou couldn't beat a few guys, but he was able to beat these guys with ease, one punch at a time, not to mention how happy he was!

All the grievances accumulated in my heart these days were released.

Fan Jian saw something was wrong and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape. However, Ximen Doudou dragged him in by the collar and punched Fan Jian in the face like a rain of fists hitting a banana.

Within half a minute, Fan Jian's head was beaten into a pig's head by Ximen Doudou.

Huang Wan picked up the hair dryer and wiped it before continuing to blow dry his hair.

After the hair was dry, the group of people were beaten to the ground by Ximen Doudou.

Ximen Doudou felt that the beating was not enough, so he kindly helped a few people up and let them run outside. Those few people just got up and couldn't take two steps before they were caught by Ximen Doudou, "You dare to run! I'll kill you!"

Huang Wan put the hairdryer aside and took out a cigarette. When he was looking for a lighter, the landlady had the foresight to light Huang Wan's cigarette with a lighter.

Thick white smoke sprayed on Brother Camel's face.

"My name is Huang Wan, from Huang Tian, ​​arrogant Wan."

Brother Luotuo trembled and his face turned pale with fright, "Seventh Young Master Huang Taisui?"

"I'll pay for the broken stuff. Is there any problem?"

"No!" Brother Luotuo's body was shaking.

Huang Wan looked at Fan Jian, "Were you looking for someone just now?"

Fan Jian was not stupid, he knew that he had hit a brick wall today.

"No! I recognized the wrong person!"

Huang Wan rubbed Brother Luotuo's bald head and said, "My hair is long. Let's get a haircut to support the business."

"it is good!"

Huang Wan stood up and looked at the proprietress, "Bake his head."

The landlady smiled and said, "Okay Master Qi."

Huang Wan pointed at Fan Jian, "Give him a haircut called Mo?"

"Mohawk?"

"Yes! Dye that thing green for him again."

"I know, Master Qi!"

Huang Wan walked toward the back.

Wang Han followed Huang Fei Shu to the backyard.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but in broad daylight, even though it’s winter, the temperature of the sun here in Jiangning City at noon is not bad.

But after entering the courtyard, a chill filled the air.

In the middle of the yard is a wooden container, and this is where the chill comes from.

"Master Jiu! The stuff is in here!" Huang Fat Rat pointed at the box.

Wang Han glanced around the wooden container, "Open it and let me take a look!"

The yellow fat mouse didn't think much and opened the box with ease.

As it opened, the contents inside were also exposed.

Wang Han was stunned for a moment when he saw something.

It turned out to be a bronze coffin.

You must know that this thing is very rare in this world.

One was discovered in the southwest region in the s, which caused a sensation across the country. Just about ten years ago, another one was dug up in the southwest region, which once again caused a sensation across the country.

Later it was said that it was a bronze coffin from the Bai Ziguo period.

But there is still no conclusion as to who it is.

There are two types of ancient bronze coffins. One type is superstitious, which tells that after the death of a very evil person, a metal coffin is used to contain it, so that the soul of the person can be suppressed after death.

There is also a category where only those with status can use bronze coffins. After all, the technology of iron smelting in that era was not very advanced, and it was very difficult to build such a thing. Just like the coffin of the First Emperor was a bronze coffin, from "Historical Records" According to records, the coffin of the First Emperor was floating on a large river made of mercury.

No matter what, the person who can be contained in a bronze coffin, whether good or bad, is a person of status.

The temperature in the yard dropped suddenly, and the yellow fat mouse rubbed his hands.

"Where did you get this?" Wang Han asked.

Huang Feizhu rubbed his hands and laughed, "I got this thing in a small town below Jiangning City. Someone secretly dug sand in that place. As a result, the bad guys dug up the landslide, and a hole came out from underneath. Someone I went in and took a look, good guy, and found that there was actually a tomb inside, so I went over and took a look, and finally got this thing out."

From a technical perspective and status in the world, Huang Feishu's skills and status in the world can definitely lead the Pirates, but Huang Feishu has always been working under Di Lao.

Wang Han surrounded the bronze coffin. This bronze coffin was larger than the ones excavated in or years ago.

Both of them are two meters long. The thing in front of me is three meters long and one meter high. The width and height are almost the same.

It is engraved with exquisite patterns and colored with cinnabar.

Even after more than a thousand years, the colors on it can still be seen.

Wang Han saw the pattern on the bronze coffin.

What is depicted is a phoenix swallowing nine dragons.

A serious one phoenix swallows nine dragons.

A phoenix is ​​on top, looking down, and nine dragons are on the bottom, looking up.

According to common sense, in ancient times, those who carved phoenix birds on such coffins were basically very high-status women, and those who carved dragons were very high-status men, at least a little king.

Judging from the respect for dragons at that time, whoever carved such a picture would be too easy on the nine clans involved.

The bronze coffin is very tight.

"Can anyone find out who is here?" Wang Han turned his head and looked at Huang Fat Shu.

The yellow fat rat shook his head.

"According to common sense, the people who create such patterns are women, and they are the kind of women who weigh one hundred pounds, ninety pounds, and ten pounds of bad water.

And his status is quite high, and he has the ambition to become king. But when I found this bronze coffin, it was planted head down. Generally, people who are buried like this deliberately don’t want the people inside the coffin. Better after death.

The painting on the bronze coffin is completely contrary to the burial posture.

I did a rough search, and it seems that we can't find anyone with this identity in Jiangning City. I will check carefully after the things are shipped there. "

Wang Han surrounded the bronze coffin and tapped lightly on the bronze coffin with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

"Have you opened it and read it?"

The yellow fat rat shook his head, "Not yet! The old man Di Lao said not to open it yet. According to past experience, once there is a corpse in this kind of coffin, it will be well preserved. If it is opened, it will be immediately It’s oxidized and everything is destroyed and out of shape.”

Huang Wan walked in from outside, "Get ready to take things away!"

Wang Han asked Huang Fei Shu to reinstall the bronze coffin.

"Oh shit!"

While driving nails, Wang Han withdrew his hand, pricked his finger, and shook his hand.

Blood dripped on the bronze coffin.

When all the containers are about to be closed.

A very small and muffled voice suddenly came from it.

"National Division!"