Urban Hidden Dragon

Fei Long fell straight back.

I never thought that the way I died would be so outrageous.

Li Goucheng thrust his hands into his sleeves and stood there with a frown on his face, an innocent expression on his face.

Fei Dai watched his son die in front of his eyes. Everyone was confused at the time.

I have lived for most of my life and have seen many ways of death, but this is the first time I have seen such an unlucky death.

Fei Dai was filled with grief and anger, and glared at Wang Han.

"Crappie!"

Fan Jian lay down and tried to get out, but Wang Han stepped on him.

"Let you go?"

Fan Jian was like the kind of incompetent and furious person who is forced into a desperate situation, "You have the guts to kill me! Come on! Kill me! Do you dare to kill someone? Have you ever seen a dead person?"

Fei Dai rushed towards Wang Han, "You little bastard, give back my granddaughter's life!"

Wang Han shook his hand and the black card came out.

It sank directly into Fei Dai's eyebrows, flew out from the back of his head, and finally two-thirds of it sank into the wall.

boom!

The gun in Huang Wan's hand was smoking.

There was blood trickling from a blood hole on the side of Fei Dai's head.

"How can a walk-on get so many lines?"

Wang Han cursed and lowered his head as he looked at Fan Jian. Fan Jian was so frightened that he was so frightened that he started to urinate and excrement.

One hand grabbed Wang Han's ankle and begged.

"Please don't kill me! I know I'm wrong, I'm scared, I know you're not easy to mess with, and I don't dare to do it anymore. Is it right for you to have an affair with my daughter? After all, I'm still your father-in-law. , you can’t kill your father-in-law!”

Wang Han stepped on Fan Jian's mouth, and a clicking sound was heard. Fan Jian's jaw shattered, and a wailing sound came from Fan Jian's mouth.

Ximen Doudou dragged Wenlong and suddenly flew in from outside the door. After landing, he stood up like a carp, "Brother Ninth! Brother Seven! Little days are here!"

clap clap clap!

The sound of clapping and applauding came in from outside.

I saw a man in a suit walking in from the door.

Behind him was a ronin holding a katana and a mustache under his nose.

When Fan Jian saw the two people, he quickly shouted, "Keda Taijun, save me, save me quickly! I'm going to be killed by them!"

But his jaw was crushed, and when he spoke, he could only hear a whining sound, which didn't sound real. Drool and blood came out of his mouth.

After Wang Han stepped on him, Fan Jian finally calmed down a little.

Huang Wan's anger was aroused in his bones when he saw the ronin, and he shot him with a hail of bullets.

The tinkling sound was incessant.

The ronin immediately drew his sword and split the bullet.

"idiot!"

Ronin also wanted to take action but was blocked by Kameda Ichiro's hand.

Ichiro Kameda looked at Wang Han, then at the bodies of Fei Dai and his son on the ground, and his smile gradually appeared.

"We met before, in the Fei family! If the Fei family weren't so short-sighted, we should be friends now."

Wang Han sneered, "We will never be friends."

Kameda Ichiro raised his fingers and waved them.

"In this world, interests always come first. As long as there are enough interests, there will be enough friends."

"That kind of so-called friend is not called a friend."

Ichiro Kameda pointed at Wang Han and said with a smile, "Wang Han, the Nine Young Masters of the Ten Guys Club, we have done some research on you, but there are not many things we can find. Fortunately, we have made many friends in the world. , so I have heard some legends about the Ninth Young Master, and this one should be the Seventh Young Master. I am a person who cherishes talents, and I like you two very much!

Originally, we could have rushed here in advance, but I know that the Fei family did something that the Ninth Young Master did not like, so we deliberately arrived a step too late to let the Ninth Young Master kill the Fei family members!

Now it seems that the result is very satisfactory and everyone is happy. "

"I would be happier if you were dead."

Kameda Ichiro laughed loudly, "Ninth Young Master's words are very interesting. Again, I want to make friends with Ninth Young Master."

"I have a mysophobia and don't make friends with dirty things." Wang Han said with a smile.

Kameda Ichiro was not angry either, he just smiled at Wang Han and said, "Ninth Young Master, I heard that you killed Mr. Xin? Do you know who Mr. Xin is?"

"not give a damn about."

Kameda Ichiro laughed, "I admire the attitude of Ninth Master very much. He is so angry that he becomes a beauty. He has the spirit of our samurai!"

Wang Han glanced at Fan Jian, who was secretly trying to get to Kameda Ichiro's side, "Why don't you curse with bad words, little Baga!"

"Baga! How dare you slander our Bushido spirit!" The ronin shouted angrily while holding his katana, as if he was about to take action.

"Where's your mother?"

Huang Wan picked up a chair and threw it at it. Ronin drew his sword and cut the chair in two.

The two people fought together instantly.

Wang Han was not to be outdone.

He rushed towards Kameda Ichiro.

With a smile on his face, Ichiro Kameda made a hand gesture, and instantly fought with Wang Han.

That Ronin turned out to be in the Vajra realm.

Ichiro Kameda only has the power of a great master.

Huang Wan was having a hard time beating him. Wang Han looked at him and changed places with Huang Wan.

The two sides were fighting hard to separate each other. Ximen Doudou wanted to intervene, but he couldn't.

Fan Jian climbed up from the ground while holding on to the wall.

Seeing that Kameda Ichiro and the mustachioed ronin had the upper hand, they immediately cheered excitedly.

"Come on Kameda Tai-kun! Kill them!"

After his jaw was broken, he was talking loudly, drool and blood flowed from his lips, and was stained all over his chest.

Wang Han was beaten so hard that he couldn't resist.

Huang Wan glanced in Wang Han's direction. According to common sense, Wang Han couldn't be so passive.

The two brothers grew up together. Although Huang Wan didn't know why Wang Han did what he did, he followed Wang Han's example and became less ruthless. He deliberately showed weakness and took a few tricks.

Wang Han staggered back.

Upon seeing this, Huang Wan also found a loophole and stepped back.

Kameda Ichiro tidied his clothes.

"It seems that your kung fu is still much worse than our Neon Kingdom's kung fu. Our Blood Alliance Society has collected a lot of kung fu secrets. If you two are willing, we can make friends and I will let you have a look. !”

"Is it really yours? Or was it stolen from us?" Wang Han sneered.

Kameda Ichiro smiled again and said, "Ninth Master, whoever grabs this kind of thing belongs to him. If you can't keep it, then we will keep it. Since we keep it, it is ours!"

"Those who stick to trivial matters and have no sense of meaning just speak differently from other people."

"Baga!" Ronin shouted angrily again.

Fan Jian leaned against the wall, "Kameda Taijun, what nonsense are you talking to them about! Just kill them!"

Wang Han turned his eyes, and Fan Jian tensed up, trying to escape, but Wang Han whipped him over.

Fan Jian flew towards Kameda Ichiro.

Fan Jian got up from the ground and roared emotionally.

"You hit me when Taijun didn't come! You hit me when Taijun came! Then didn't Taijun come here in vain?

Kameda Taijun! Kill them for me! "

The voice just fell.

Fan Jian's body twitched.

A knife tip emerged from his heart.

Fan Jian turned around with difficulty.

The mustachioed ronin twisted the knife in his hand with a perverted look, crushing Fan Jian's heart, and pulled out the knife, "Stupid thing!"

Before Fan Jian died, he said the toughest words in his life.

"Tai...Taijun! I'm a fool!"