Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han quickly put on his clothes.

He pulled the mattress over and wrapped it around his legs. He smiled dryly at Weng Qionglan and said, "Teacher Weng, can you go out for a while? You look at me and I'm embarrassed to get dressed!"

Weng Qionglan's face turned red and she quickly turned around, "Huh? Oh! The medicine box is at the door!"

As he spoke, Weng Qionglan closed the door and went out.

The night breeze made Weng Qionglan's hot cheeks feel a little cold.

Wang Han's body that he just saw flashed through his mind.

Every scar on the body is like a story.

Weng Qionglan used to think that having scars on her body would be ugly, but just now, after seeing the body with many scars, she actually felt that it was very artistic, as full of power as Michelangelo's David sculpture.

Wang Han put on his clothes and walked out, lighting a cigarette.

"Teacher Weng, I tore your clothes. How much will I pay you?"

Weng Qionglan said quickly, "No... no need!"

Wang Han wrapped his coat tightly.

"Have the bad guys been caught?" Weng Qionglan asked again, not daring to look directly into Wang Han's eyes.

Wang Han didn't take it to heart, "Not yet, someone is already chasing him. If nothing happens, he should be able to catch him. I don't know if he will be caught. I also forgot to ask them if they have any trump cards."

Glancing at the time, it was already past four in the morning.

Weng Qionglan didn't sleep for such a long time and felt a little sleepy.

Wang Han glanced at him and said, "Teacher Weng, go to sleep. I'm here to guard you. Even if those people come, they'll be fine."

Weng Qionglan said subconsciously, "You have been busy all night, so let's sleep together."

Realizing that she had said something wrong, Weng Qionglan quickly changed her words and said, "This room is empty and the bedding is new. You can sleep in this room."

Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth and said, "I understand, you can go and rest."

Weng Qionglan turned around and quickly returned to her room, closed the door and leaned against the door, touching her hot cheek with the back of her hand.

Through the curtains, I saw Wang Han standing in the yard.

Weng Qionglan felt sleepy and got into bed thinking about going to work tomorrow.

Wang Han sat on the chair, his head calmed by the night wind.

Recalling the conversation between Shi E and Liu Niechen today.

These people are definitely planning something.

Finding the Corpse King Hanba in the Shilaohui General Altar is only the first step.

What he was going to do next was unknown, and he was vague about it at the time.

The cigarette butt gradually lit up in the darkness.

Wang Han frowned, just in case the people from the Canglong Brigade didn't catch Shi E and Liu Nichen.

According to Shi'e's current rampant energy, he will definitely attack the Ten Guys Association Headquarters.

Wang Han quickly took out his cell phone and sent a message.

"Uncle Qing, are you there?"

After thinking about it, I sent another message to the fat guy.

"Uncle Fatty, are you there?"

After waiting for a long time, there was no news.

Wang Han originally wanted to call the Northeastern guy, but he thought that the Northeastern guy must be very tired to pay the public food at night, and Aunt Feng has a bad temper. If he wakes up Aunt Feng, Wang Han will definitely not have good juice to eat when he goes home tomorrow. If Aunt Feng is angry, Northeastern guys have to work overtime at night, making a lot of noise and making it hard for people to sleep.

I still gave the good-tempered old bachelor fat guy a call.

The phone was connected, and the fat man's confused voice came from the other end.

"Meh!"

"Uncle Fei, I met Shi'e and Liu Niechen from the Corpse Exorcist Sect today. They said they were watching some kind of drought demon in our Shilao Guild's main forum. If we don't get it, they will attack our Shilao Guild. We have to make preparations in advance. Be on guard.”

There was a creaking sound from the fat man's end.

"Chicken Road!"

Wang Han thought for a while and then asked, "Uncle Fei, what kind of droughts do we really have?"

The fat man seemed to be very tired and sleepy. Before Wang Han, who was speaking vaguely, could hear clearly what he said in dialect, a voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wang Han didn't ask any more questions. He just went back and asked and hung up the phone.

In the past two days, I always see Northeastern guys and fat guys silently going to the backyard orchard at night, probably talking about something.

Wang Han sat on the plastic chair and leaned back.

Only the two back legs of the chair were supporting the ground. Wang Han sat cross-legged on the chair, holding a cigarette in his mouth and looking up at the stars in the sky.

The night is deep and there are thousands of stars. It has been a long time since I raised my head and looked at the starry sky at night.

Wang Han couldn't help but have an idea flash through his mind.

One hundred years ago, five hundred years ago, a thousand years ago, two thousand years ago, five thousand years ago, would there be someone who raised his head and looked at the stars in the same place?

Curls of green smoke drifted out from the cigarette between Wang Han's fingers.

This idea is strange and can easily make people feel confused.

People today do not see the moon of ancient times. The moon of today shines brightly on ancient people. People in ancient times and today look like running water, and they all look at the bright moon like this.

Stars have passed, stars have passed, seas have changed, and the sky remains the same, but people are born one after another in an endless cycle of life and death.

A senior figure in the duck world once said that we are just an inconspicuous speck of dust in the long river of history.

Under the rolling years, the insignificance of human beings is almost invisible.

Thousands of years of ups and downs have been magnificent, and the history books are vast, but they only contain some famous figures among human beings, while those ordinary people are just dust accompanying them.

But looking at the origin of life, and then looking at the origin of the universe, it seems that the short thousands of years of human history are only an insignificant fragment.

Looking up at the stars, my mind gradually became empty, and some questions popped up involuntarily.

Where does life come from and where does it go in the end?

Wang Han suddenly understood what those big guys who had passed the Vajra Realm were thinking about.

After people live to a certain age and have seen many things, they will gradually start to think about some profound things.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these problems are like having that serious illness, but in their eyes, they are things that allow them to run around happily.

Ordinary people run around for a few pieces of silver and have no time to consider these issues.

And more people waste time even if they have time, and are rarely willing to think. Sometimes they would rather spend an hour begging for help on a website, an hour screening movies, a minute taking off their pants, a minute resolving a battle, and fifty-eight minutes repenting and becoming a Buddha. I don't want to think about something.

Those big guys who used to chat with Wang Han were flashing through Wang Han's mind like a revolving door.

A person's life is a climbing process. At each stage, he stands at a different height, experiences different things, and sees different things, so he thinks differently. Wang Han gradually begins to understand those bosses who are talking about their gods. .

It wasn't until the cigarette butt became hot to his hands that Wang Han gradually came to his senses, wrapped himself in clothes and lit another cigarette.

...

Shi'e's vertical pupils were like two thin lines, looking very scary in the dim light.

Liu Niechen's face was stained with a lot of blood.

Standing beside them were dozens of puppets and the ancient corpse.

At this moment, the ancient corpse's face was covered with blood, and its eyes were full of mania and violence, like a very unstable killing machine.

Shi'e said, "We can't delay it any longer. The experts from the military department are definitely on their way! We must go to the Shilaohui as soon as possible to find out what's going on!"

Liu Nichen wiped the blood.

"That's all!"

"Do you need to find someone else to come over?"

Liu Niechen sneered disdainfully, "There is no need at all. I have said that there are only two people in the Ten Guys Association. We have two puppets from the Three Flowers Realm, plus you and me, and two Vajra Realm."

"I'm just afraid that Di Lao still has a backup plan! You know his plan!"

Liu Niechen glanced at the ancient corpse.

"As long as he is here, so what if we have a backup plan? Wait until we find Hanbao! Kill another carbine! We must kill all those military personnel without leaving a trace!"

Having said this, Liu Niechen gritted his teeth again.

"The most important thing is to kill Wang Han!!!"