Come out from the airport.

There are also people from Zhenlong Pavilion in this place, and they have already driven to pick them up.

Shi Qingquan took the people to get on the bus first.

Wang Han followed closely behind.

"Senior, how can we act?"

Wang Han asked, when Shi Qingquan left Jiangning City, he was linked with the woman's fingers. When he arrived at this place, he still had his fingers. The worst thing was that Shi Qingquan was only 1.5 meters, but this woman had 1.75 meters.

, The two people walked together and looked like a camel holding a chicken.

"You are the little pavilion master, you have the final say! Hehe!"

Wang Han looked at the list recorded on the small notebook.

"I think we have to divide into two groups of people, because once we start, the news will not be impossible to spread. Then they will be prepared and may even attack the dragon pulsation in advance. So, you bring the local Dragon Pavilion to the Dragon Pavilion

People first go over and wait for the rabbits in the dragon vein. I will take them to wash these families with blood. When the time comes, I will go over and meet you. What do you think?"

Shi Qingquan just nodded perfunctorily. This old and inappropriate thought had already flown out of the sky. Wang Han put it here and said, "The people's attention is basically on women."

The group found a place to eat, and Xiang Feng looked at his phone with his head down from beginning to end, and he was having a great time talking.

Wang Han wanted to complete the task quickly and return home to his wife and children's warm bed.

After dinner, Shi Qingquan handed Wang Han a token that was three fingers wide and three inches long.

The three words "Donglong Order" are written on it!

"This time, we must make the name of Zhenlong Pavilion and inform the world that as long as we surrender to foreign enemies, Zhenlong Pavilion will kill you without any worries! Hehe!"

After saying that, Shi Qingquan hugged Feng*fei*’s woman and left early.

Wang Han looked at the direction where Shi Qingquan left with a faint expression. Why did this old man feel as unreliable as Feng Manlou?

Take out the notebook.

Wang Han used a pen to circle it.

"Go to this Bian family first! Pack up your things, and let's go!"

Xiang Feng lowered his head, and his two thumbs were about to type in the afterimage.

I don’t know what to talk about, but I’m so happy.

Wang Han got into the car and glanced at the people behind him.

The younger generation in Zhenlong Pavilion is still too immature. To put it bluntly, they are all flowers in the greenhouse.

The subjective reason is that the previous generation protected it too well.

Unlike the younger generation of the Ten Lao Association, they are all hob meat rolling out of bloody storms.

Even if the battle is about to happen, I still look lazy.

Feng Xiaoxiao and Yun Qingmeng even discussed going out for shopping later.

This trip must make these people grow up, otherwise Wang Han would not be assured to hand over his back to such a teammate in the future.

Moreover, Wang Han will be the head of the Dragon Pavilion in the future. If the people under his command are not responsible, then he will be the head of the Hammer Pavilion!

The car parked at the door of the house.

Wang Han glanced at the book and remembered the name, "Brother Bian Wenyan has three sons!"

By the way, I used a red pen to type x on the name.

He put the notebook under his armpit, lit a cigarette, and slapped Meng Bi in the head after playing with his phone.

"Stop playing, get off the bus! Work now!"

Only then did a few people put down their phones and walked down one after another.

Meng Bizhi went up to ring the doorbell.

As soon as it rang, Wang Han kicked open the door and scared Meng Bizhi and others.

Wang Han had a stern face.

"Ring the doorbell? You're so polite!"

Meng Bizhi smiled and said, "Brother Wei, haven't you forgotten this?"

Wang Han's eyes swept across the faces of several people with cold eyes, "We are here to suppress the thieves! We are not fucking shopping malls or visiting relatives! Now it's a battle! If you are not careful, you may lose your life!

After the mission is out, there are elders who follow you! None now! This trip may lead to death, and those who die are careless people!"

Several people were shocked by Wang Han.

Wang Han used to always laugh, and this was the first time he was like this.

Several people stuffed their phones into their pockets and became serious.

Wang Han walked into the inside, and the nanny hurriedly ran out from inside.

"You are..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Han's pupils turned into vertical pupils.

"Where is Bian Wenyan?"

"living room!"

"lead the way!"

Bian Wenyan was sitting on the sofa drinking sake. When she heard something, she frowned.

"Who are you?"

Wang Han took out the Dragon Suppression Order!

"Dragon Pavilion!"

Bian Wenyan frowned and was about to take action. Wang Han pinched Bian Wenyan's neck and pressed it on the sofa, putting his feet on the coffee table.

He glanced at Xiang Feng and his men, and the men immediately went to encircle and suppress the people from the Bian family.

Bian Wenyan struggled hard, but he couldn't move no matter how hard he was. His body was stiff like a ghost pressing against the bed, and his light stared at Wang Han.

"Who are you?"

"The one who killed you."

"You know..."

Wang Han made a silent gesture, "I don't know, nor do I want to know!"

Fighting sounds came from the upstairs one after another. Wang Han closed his eyes and clearly heard that Feng Xiaoxiao was injured. Wang Han was still indifferent.

These small flowers are too delicate and cannot be used without experiencing some wind and rain.

Wang Han is not ready to take action until the moment of life and death.

The first one specifically chose the weakest of these seven companies, and in fact, they also wanted to make these younger generations progress little by little.

Wang Han leaned against the sofa.

There was a loud noise coming from the stairs.

Feng Xiaoxiao and a man rolled down the stairs.

Yun Qingmeng was holding a dagger and was about to slap that person. Unexpectedly, when the man turned around, he asked Feng Xiaoxiao to block the knife.

An elbow hit Feng Xiaoxiao hard on the jaw. When Feng Xiaoxiao was in a trance, the man picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table and was about to bear Feng Xiaoxiao.

In a panic, Feng Xiaoxiao raised her arm to block it, and her arm was cut directly, and the pain made her wake up a lot.

"Get a Gu!" Feng Xiaoxiao shouted.

Yun Qingmeng glanced at Wang Han who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and rushed to the scene.

The fruit knife in the man's hand scratched Yun Qingmeng's calf again.

Yun Qingmeng staggered, and Feng Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to punch the other party in the temple and kill him.

Unexpectedly, the other party thrust his waist and Feng Xiaoxiao punched him in a skewed manner.

The other party turned over and pressed Feng Xiaoxiao, and wiped the knife in his hand towards Feng Xiaoxiao's carotid artery.

At the critical moment, Yun Qingmeng tied the other party's neck and pulled it back, and Feng Xiaoxiao died on the spot.

Feng Xiaoxiao's face was pale, and the god of death was less than a millimeter away from her just now.

If it weren't for Yun Qingmeng, she would have almost died.

Feng Xiaoxiao rolled over and poked the other person's eyes directly. He tucked his hands around the other person's hand, and softly surrounded the other person's knife and cut the other person's throat.

Blood gushed.

Feng Xiaoxiao stood up tremblingly.

After wiping the blood on his face, he looked at Wang Han who was only separated by a coffee table. Yun Qingmeng squatted on the ground and gasped in fear.
To be continued...