Jinling, a prosperous neighborhood, the most valuable area of land, is on the top floor of a tall building belonging to the Han family.
Han Wu lit a cigarette and blew out smoke rings, exuding a feminine aura like a knife. He lightly clasped the table with his left hand, rhythmically.
He was listening to the reports from his subordinates, sorting out his thoughts and contemplating how to take action.
"A bunch of trash!"
When the skinny subordinate was about to report, Han Wu's expression suddenly changed and he slapped his palm heavily on the table.
The few subordinates in front of him who had been with him for many years were all shocked and silent.
"Who found that boy Lin Xiao? Didn't he say that this boy over there in Linzhou is quite capable?" Han Wu glared and glanced around, gritted his teeth, and changed the topic, "Even Lin Xiao was defeated, so it seems we should be more cautious.
Already."
"Young Master, there is no need to be angry, we haven't exerted our strength yet."
The skinny subordinate took a step forward, smiling, not commenting on the fact that Young Master Han Wu mentioned the word caution. In his heart, he felt that Young Master was making a fuss.
"Stop talking nonsense, just let it go!" Han Wu was not angry, his face was still drooping.
The skinny man replied with a smile: "Young Master, as long as we take the old Poison Fairy from Laoshan with us, will we be afraid of the so-called Mr. Bai?! Oh, let's not talk about whether he is a martial arts prodigy or not. Even if he is real, he won't be afraid.
It’s very useful. If the old Poison Immortal comes forward with such a hard bone, even a dragon will have to deal with it!”
As he spoke, the skinny man's eyes were filled with deep awe and admiration, as if just mentioning the name Old Poison Immortal was an honor.
When Han Wu heard this, his expression softened a lot, and he seemed to agree with the words of the thin subordinate man.
The skinny man twitched his lips and showed a hint of flattery: "Young master, you are the treasure of the old man, and he will definitely take care of your affairs... Since the old man has mobilized this ace card for us, we must not waste it, and be better.
It’s easy to use.”
Han Wu stood up and walked around, touched his chin, but did not say a word, seeming to still have some doubts.
The skinny man laughed and said: "Young master, don't worry, I know it's right to be cautious, but this time I can guarantee that Mr. Bai will definitely die!"
Han Wu turned around to look, his eyes narrowed, and he smiled slightly, as if he was very pleased with his subordinate's answer.
"Young Master, the old Poison Immortal is a notoriously ruthless person in Laoshan. He is an absolute expert in the use of poisons. He is very knowledgeable. I heard that only the old man in our Han family can mobilize this old woman. Also,
I also heard some rumors about Wen Zhan... Isn't Wen Zhan quite cool? Even if you deal with him, young master, Wen Zhan, an old man, will lose face, but it is said that purely in terms of combat power,
Wen Zhan is no match for the old Poison Immortal, let alone..."
The skinny man rolled his eyes and shone brightly, obviously hiding what he was talking about.
After all, being good at using poison is not a glorious thing in the martial arts world.
But just return one code to another and it will be fine.
As expected, Han Wu didn't mind this and nodded happily, thinking that his subordinate's analysis was very reasonable.
"Where is he now?"
Han Wu looked a little anxious, straightened his clothes, and his behavior showed a serious look.
"Young Master, the old Poison Immortal is already in Jinling. What the old man means is..."
"Okay, I know! It's definitely not a simple role that can make my grandpa personally mobilize. I'll go over and say hello in person right now. I have to have an attitude."
Soon, Han Wu set off with a group of subordinates, his attitude was respectful, and he just wanted to put things into practice and take this veteran female martial arts expert to Linzhou as soon as possible...
A moment later, Han Wu and others appeared in an old private apartment owned by Mr. Han.
Before even stepping into the courtyard, a bitter herbal smell hit him, and a somewhat rickety figure came into view, exuding an aura that made people unconsciously timid.
The rickety figure is that of an old woman, in her fifties, with wrinkles all over her face, but her two palms are as tender as flower buds wetted by the early spring dew, forming an extreme contrast. The two eyes are "deep" and unpredictable. If you get close to a person,
If you look at it, you can see that the color of his eyes is different from that of ordinary people, a bit weird.
It doesn't have the natural turbidity of someone of this age. Instead, it is unnaturally dark, bright and clear. If you look directly at it for a long time, you may feel a trace of evil light.
"Hello, old-timer!"
Han Wu's mind trembled slightly, he adjusted his mentality a little, stepped forward with a smile, bowed slightly to say hello, and looked respectful.
It really lives up to its reputation!
Naturally, his concentration was pretty good. After all, he was the young master of the first family in the top city of Jinling. He had met quite a few famous people, but now, for the first time, he felt an indescribable sense of timidity.
This feeling seems familiar, as if an extremely venomous snake appears in front of you. Even if it is stained with a little venom, you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow...