Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han, who was holding the mobile phone, was stunned for a long time.

Just by listening to his voice, Shi Qingquan sounded quite young. How could he be so old and so angry like a young man?

"Where is the location? I'll be there right away!"

Shi Qingquan gave Wang Han his location, and Wang Han immediately got in the car and headed towards the police station where Shi Qingquan was located.

Unexpectedly, on the way, Huang Feishu, who had not been in contact for a long time, suddenly called Wang Han.

"Master Jiu, where are you?"

"What's going on near the old train station in Jiangning City?"

The yellow fat mouse smiled and said, "The old man Di Lao asked me to bring something to you. Please give me a specific location and I will go find you. He said he wanted me to give this thing to you in person. I am not far away from you. Let’s find a compromise place to hand over things?”

Wang Han lowered the window and lit a cigarette, "Why doesn't the old man give it to me in person? He is also in Jiangning City. Why don't you just let me go there?"

Huang Fat Shu smiled when he heard this and said, "His old man is no longer in Jiangning City."

This time it was Wang Han's turn to be stunned for a long time, "Not in Jiangning City anymore? Where did he go?"

"You really have to ask me this. How dare I ask about his business? I only know that he went out with the master of Zhenlong Pavilion."

Wang Han thought of something instantly.

"Okay, let's meet at the Shaxian Snacks on Zhongshan Road. I'll drop by. Give me your things. I'm in a hurry to pick someone up."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Han held a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes were blurry. The old man's game had been quietly opened, but what exactly this game was like, I'm afraid only the emperor himself knew.

When others heard Di Lao's step-by-step plan, their CPUs probably burned out.

When we arrived at the place, Huang Feizhu was already waiting at the entrance of Shaxian Snacks.

Wearing a jacket, he shook his long hair at the sideburns to cover his bald head.

His eyes were still looking at the people coming and going.

Wang Han got off the car and took a look at the yellow fat rat.

As his skill increased day by day, Wang Han could clearly feel the aura of each person. With the earthy smell of the yellow fat rat today, he could tell at a glance that he had gone to fight in his old profession.

The fat yellow rat smiled and moved towards Wang Han.

"Ninth Master!"

Wang Han's eyes swept over and finally settled on the neck of the yellow fat rat. Even though the neck was very short and the collar was still covering it, Wang Han could still see that there was a large piece of psoriasis-like thing on the yellow fat rat's neck. , if you look carefully, it looks a bit like those fine small fish scales.

"Where did you eat meat again?"

The yellow fat mouse chuckled, "I went to the southwest."

"What's going on with your neck?"

The fat yellow mouse shrank his neck, "Hey! I've been an eagle for a lifetime, and let an eagle peck my eye once. I was so excited when I opened the coffin that I touched the body without gloves. It's been like this since I came back. It's all a trivial matter. It's already..." Apply the ointment, Master Jiu, this is what the old man Di Lao asked me to give you."

While talking, the yellow fat mouse took out a small bottle, which was a bit like the brown glass bottle filled with medicine in the last century.

It felt cold after taking it. After Wang Han opened it, he found that there were several small black ice flakes inside.

"What's this for?"

"Die Lao, the old man said, let you eat the food in this, one piece a day until you finish eating."

Wang Han put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and there was still a faint fragrance.

There were about ten pieces. Wang Han poured one piece out at will. It was very cold and was only the size of a fingernail. Wang Han threw it into his mouth without thinking too much.

I didn’t expect this thing to melt in your mouth like marshmallows.

It melted before you could even taste the saltiness.

When Wang Han was stunned, he suddenly frowned.

The pupils gradually develop towards vertical pupils.

Only then did the operation of the Purana Sutra settle down.

Wang Han looked at the small brown medicine bottle in his hand. This thing actually contained something that stimulated evil spirits in the body.

Since the last time Hanba was born, Di Lao has been letting Wang Han absorb evil spirits. After absorbing Han Ba's, Wang Zhonglou's, and now eating this thing, Wang Han didn't know what Di Lao wanted to do.

"Is this all you gave me?" Wang Han asked.

"Correct."

"Didn't you say anything else?"

The yellow fat rat shook his head, "No, he seemed to be in a hurry when he left. His expression was quite exciting. I haven't seen him show an excited expression in many years."

This made Wang Han even more confused and curious about Di Lao's plan.

Seeing that Huang Fei Shu was out of cigarettes, Wang Han gave his half pack of cigarettes to Huang Fei Shu.

After getting in the car and waiting for the traffic light, Wang Han took a look at the Shaxian snack bar.

Through the glass door, I saw the yellow fat rat sitting in the corner with a duck leg rice. He lowered his head and ate alone. He pulled his long hair at the temples to cover the reflective head. There was a hint of humor in it. It was extremely sad, and there was an indescribable sense of loneliness in this person who was always out of character.

Huang Feizhu raised his head and saw that Wang Han's car had not left yet. Regardless of whether Wang Han saw it or not, he smiled and waved at Wang Han through the door.

The light turned green, Wang Han waved his hand and drove away.

He threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth.

After arriving at the police station, it was quite lively. There were a lot of petty thieves, people making trouble at home, people catching prostitutes, and people fighting. Some people really liked to mess around, so the police could only patiently mediate while having a headache.

"Hello, can I find someone named Shi Qingquan here?" Wang Han asked a policeman.

The policeman thought for a moment and said, "Shi Qingquan, this name sounds familiar. Why are you looking for this person?"

"Bail him." Wang Han tried his best to smile along with him.

The policeman knocked on the head and said, "I remember, come with me!"

Passing through the corridor, the policeman led Wang Han to a small office. Inside, there were several people squatting on the ground, and several others were being inspected.

Wang Han glanced around and finally fixed his gaze on a little old man who was only meters tall. The old man was holding a large travel bag with no idea what was inside. He squatted there and observed with his eyes. All around.

"Shi Qingquan! Someone is here to bail you out!"

The little old man stood up immediately after hearing the voice, glanced at Wang Han, and smiled at Wang Han, "Little Pavilion Master! Hehe!"

Wang Han nodded, "Senior."

The policeman handed over the pen. Wang Han took the pen and smiled apologetically at the policeman, "Excuse me, everyone."

"It's not troublesome. From now on, you should keep an eye on your elderly people, spend more time with them, and take them out to play and relax. This world is colorful and filled with all kinds of people. What should you do if you encounter bad people again?" the policeman said. said seriously.

Wang Han also looked at Shi Qingquan sternly along the stubble, "That's right, don't run around. Tell me, you are so old, why are you still so angry? You even got into fights with people and stabbed them. , tell me what to do if this hurts you, you are just causing trouble for the police comrades, aren't you?"

Unexpectedly, the policeman glanced at Wang Han and said, "What a fight? He went to visit a prostitute!"

Wang Han just wrote "Wang Hu" in his pen. After hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Whoring? Didn't he say that he stabbed someone..."

At this point, Wang Han came to his senses and turned to look at Shi Qingquan. Shi Qingquan scratched his head and lowered his head in embarrassment while holding a travel bag that was almost as tall as him, "Hey!"

The policeman glanced at Wang Han and asked, "Who are you to him?"

"I do not know him!"