Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han was stunned by the sudden appearance of the village guard.

The young man gave Wang Han a silly smile.

There are still oil stains from spicy strips on my mouth.

The whole person doesn't look very smart.

"go!"

The young man smirked at Wang Han.

Wang Han gave Biaozi a look, and Biaozi also looked confused.

Both of them were puzzled as to how this young man got in.

But it’s time, let’s go out first.

Moreover, both of them discovered a strange phenomenon.

That is, these controlled soldiers actually kept a fixed distance from the young man after he arrived.

This forced Wang Han to take a closer look at this young man.

There is a saying that no village can become a village without fools.

There is a foolish person in many villages.

In many places, they are called village guardians, and in some places they are also called spiritual guards.

There is a legend that this kind of person was a very evil person who committed many evil deeds in his previous life. Before he died, he received enlightenment. In this life, one of his three souls will disappear, and two of his seven souls will disappear. In this life, he will have no descendants, suffer from human sufferings, and bear all kinds of bad luck. After this life is over, you can enjoy happiness in the next life.

Every village guard protects the village from disasters and protects the land and water.

But legends are just legends.

The young man was climbing in front, and those strange soldiers were also climbing like spiders in the middle of the mezzanine, staring at Wang Han and Lao Zi.

But he just didn't take a step forward.

The young man was very calm. While climbing, he took out a spicy stick and took a bite. He turned his head with his oily mouth and smiled at Wang Hanhan.

He stuffed the spicy strips into his pocket, took out his slingshot and pointed it at the soldiers above.

The stone hit the helmet of the first general with a crisp sound, and the general opened his mouth and made a hoarse, low sound.

But young people are not like birds at all.

The young man walked in front slowly.

Dao Zi behind him shook his head vigorously, his arms were a little weak, and he almost fell. Wang Han quickly stretched out his foot, and the instep hooked Dao Zi's chin.

"Are you okay?"

Dong Zi shook his head again, his lips turned a little purple, "I feel like my brain is starved of oxygen and I have no strength left. It's really like Spider-Man riding a horse and pulling a horse like Peter."

Wang Han lowered his head and saw that there was still fluorescent light inside the crotch of Daozi's pants.

The lever was still tilted and did not go down.

Naozi slapped himself.

"Ah Han, give me a hand, I feel like I'm going to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his arms and legs lost all strength, and he was about to fall down.

Wang Han grabbed Bu Zi.

The grandson is now soft except for one place where he is hard.

what! ! !

The burly soldiers above roared silently at the enemy.

As soon as the voice came out, he was hit in the face by a stone thrown by the young man's slingshot.

Wang Han dragged his son and followed the young man.

Pu Yingshao followed behind on hands and feet, always keeping a safe distance.

On the back of the neck, the centipede-like thing is closer to the skin.

That thing had too many whiskers, was a bit flaxen in color, looked very strange, and had a hard shell, a bit like a mutated Pipi shrimp.

The young man leads the way.

Wang Han followed.

ten minutes later.

There is wind coming from above.

Wang Han quickly raised his head to look and found that there was a faint light in that place.

The young man had already gotten out and stuck his head out to wave to Wang Han.

The sound of densely packed armor scraping against the stone wall came from behind. Wang Han tensed up and climbed up crazily.

After coming out, Wang Han pulled the bangzi hard again.

When the face-down Dongzi came up, his waist got stuck on the table. In desperation, Wang Han pulled hard.

Dao Zi, who had fainted, opened his eyes in pain, "Ah Han, I'm going to hold your mother in my mouth! Ka Tu Lu fucked me up!"

"It's already this time, do you still care about those little things?"

Just as he retracted his legs, a withered white hand stretched out from behind.

But he quickly shrank back.

A low, hoarse cry came from below again.

Wang Han tentatively looked down.

I saw the bottomless gap.

The soldiers were stuck in the mezzanine and raised their heads to stare at Wang Han.

The gray faces were expressionless, and when the flashlight shone through them, they seemed to have a strange and terrifying effect.

Pu Yingshao is also among them, looking quite eye-catching.

After a few minutes of stalemate, the soldiers headed downwards like an ebbing tide.

Pu Yingshao was still stuck in that place, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, but soon, the general below let out a low roar, and Pu Yingshao turned his head and climbed down the mezzanine.

Wang Han stared at it for a long time, but the soldiers never came up again.

He turned back and looked at the young man, "How did you get in?"

The young man pointed to a place, "People! Fighting! Fighting! Let me see!"

Wang Han used his flashlight to shine around. It was a man-made cave. It was not big and could accommodate ten people.

On one side is the mezzanine just now, and on the other side is a gap only about thirty centimeters high.

You can see a bright light on the other side through the gap.

Wang Han observed it for a long time, and through the scenery there, he could roughly judge that this place was where the young man told Wang Han that he found the person.

The young man stuffed the spicy strip bag into his pocket, crawled out along the gap, and turned his head to say hello to Wang Han.

Wang Han looked at the weak Dong Zi, grabbed his wrist and checked it. His heart rate was very high, but there was no other life-threatening concern.

I can only feel that my blood is flowing down.

The angry bird refused to bow its head.

"Go out first and talk!"

Wang Han lay in front.

Biaozi didn't have much strength, so Wang Han took out the rope and pulled Biaozi.

"Ouch! Hiss-ah!!!"

"You call me Hammer!" Wang Han cursed.

He was in a lying position, but this place was only about thirty centimeters high.

No one is allowed to snipe at all.

Wang Han tugged.

The upper stone wall was sharpened.

Daozi freed his hand to press the gun, but the ground was also rough, and his lower body was painful. Daozi touched his body, and the tip of the gun immediately hit the upper stone wall.

This narrow passage is more than twenty meters long.

But to me, it was like two thousand kilometers.

I finally made it to the point where I could go out.

Yaozi's eyes were empty, his expression was dull, and tears of joy were shed from the corners of his eyes.

Wang Han looked around.

There were actually two bodies on the ground.

After checking, I pressed my fingers on the body. The spots on the body were still there, but they had only dissipated a little where I pressed, and the joints were still a little stiff.

"The body spots are still there, rigor mortis is still there, and the time of death was about two days."

Wang Han turned his head and looked at the young man, "When did you see anyone here?"

The young man was squatting on one side, eating spicy strips, and pulling another corpse. After hearing Wang Han's question, he showed a wise look, "That day!"

Wang Han didn't ask any more questions. Of the two corpses, one died from a sword wound and the other had a blood hole between his eyebrows. Needless to say, he knew how he died.

I took photos of the two people, and also took photos of their ID cards, so I was going to check who they belonged to.

There was no trace of water on the ground.

This also proves that Fang Zhengping has never come out of this place.

It was already evening.

I need to find a place to rest.

Wang Han called Quail and asked someone to come over and keep an eye on him.

There are only two exits from this place.

The other one was blown down. If Fang Zhengping wanted to come out, he could only come out from this place.

If someone is made to squat, Fang Zhengping will either die inside or escape from inside.

To prevent backstabbing.

Wang Han carried Bao Zi back to back.

After the quail arrived, Wang Han followed the young man down with his ragzi on his back.

It's getting late.

Wang Han followed the young man.

Examining this young man, he was still wondering why this young man could make those who were controlled retreat.

The trail was extremely steep. The young man walked in front, holding a slingshot in one hand and spicy sticks in the other. He was very satisfied.

Perhaps he didn't see clearly, but the young man's foot slipped, and Wang Han grabbed the young man by the collar.

The young man was wearing an old and shabby school uniform, with the zipper pulled up and the collar turned up. Wang Han grabbed him.

The back of the neck was exposed.

When Wang Han saw what was on the back of the young man's neck, he was stunned.