Their provincial champion Luo Kun was completely abused by this Jiang Junchen three moves, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Wang Han.
Wang Han looked as tall as he was. When he came, he was standing beside Chi Yinan, so everyone saw it. He didn't stand or sit, but who would have thought that only one who didn't look combat-free was so powerful.
Jiang Junchen.
Cough cough cough...
Jiang Junchen directly spit out a mouthful of sour water with bloodshots. The blue veins swelled up, his head was supported on the ground, and the blue veins swelled up, and his whole body seemed to be crazy.
"Impossible! How is this possible! I am the little master! I am the little master!!!"
Wang Han tidied up his cuffs, "So what about the little master? His mind is too trash. Even if he is a great master, I can still torture you!"
"Our Jiang family and you are incompatible!"
Wang Han didn't take it seriously at all, "I'll wait!"
Jiang Junchen's eyes were filled with blood. He turned around and looked at Wang Han with resentment. He vomited a mouthful of pain, and his qi and blood attacked his heart and fainted.
The Jiang family members who followed Jiang Junchen were stunned.
"If you don't get out, I'll send you out?" Wang Han smiled kindly at the few people.
Several people from the Jiang family carried Jiang Junchen who fainted and turned around and ran away.
Wang Han then turned around and looked at the group of people in the Taekwondo Hall, "Sorry, a little private matter scared everyone, I'll apologize to everyone! Coach Luo, I'll also apologize to you because I'll let you suffer.
Injured."
Luo Kun was not arrogant to Wang Han at this time, and said humbly as if he was a little brother, "It's okay, it's okay, don't bother me to call him Coach Luo. I'm nothing in front of you, you are the coach."
"I am responsible for Coach Luo's medical expenses."
Someone called 120, and the medical staff had arrived, and Wang Han lost a word.
Luo Kun was sent to the hospital, so Chi Yinan's practice ends here today.
Chi Yinan went to the locker room to change clothes.
Wang Han sat outside and waited.
At this time, the Taekwondo Hall was humming, and hey, the sound was much smaller. Everyone was secretly observing Wang Han. After Wang Han took action just now, they discovered the gap. In actual combat, Wang Han's lethality is strong.
The moves are more in line with actual combat.
"Young man." The old voice came.
Wang Han turned around and looked at the cleaner whom he had just met in the bathroom. The cigarette Wang Han sent to him was still clamped between his fingers.
"Mr., is there anything wrong?"
The old man sat next to Wang Han, "The kung fu is very handsome. If I read it correctly, I have already touched the threshold of the Grandmaster, right?"
Wang Han couldn't help but look at the old man in front of him. He could tell at a glance that Wang Han's depth was not like a Taoist practice that an ordinary person could have.
"I like the Fuxi Dragon-winding style I just now."
Wang Han's energy is gradually boiling, and his dragon-wrapped hand is different from the ordinary dragon-wrapped hand. In other words, it is an enhanced version of the dragon-wrapped hand. This is passed down by the old man's master. It is extremely lethal and powerful.
There are very few people who know the specific moves of the Dragon Chain Hand.
How could the old man in front of him know?
The old man felt Wang Han's vigilance and smiled, "Don't be nervous, let's relax. If I guess correctly, you are the beloved disciple of the leader of the Ten Masters, right?"
Wang Han's butt had already left the chair. Wang Han knew that when he was young, he had provoked many bigwigs from all sides and had many enemies. Who knows if the old man had provoked him before?
The old man smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I met the emperor once, so I can be considered a friend."
Wang Han still didn't relax his vigilance. The old man couldn't tell the depth, it looked like an ordinary old man, but the monk sweeping the floor could not tell the depth.
"I won't go around with you anymore. Your kung fu is very handsome. If you can have such kung fu at your age, it's rare to look at the entire world. I wonder if you have ever heard of Zhenlong Pavilion?"
Wang Han was stunned for a moment.
Wang Han has really heard of this famous name.
A very mysterious organization, and I don’t know how many people there are, but each of them is a top expert in the world.
At that time, the old man was originally attracted by the previous generation of the Dragon Town Pavilion. He wanted the old man to go over and inherit his mantle, but the old man was young and energetic at that time, and no one looked down on him, so he missed it. Later, the old man regretted it.
I mentioned it several times, and how powerful the old man can never forget it, I will definitely say more.
The old man stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, waved his hand, and Wang Han lit it.
"My name is Feng Manlou. You can call me Mr. Feng or Uncle Feng. Do you have anything you want to ask?"
Wang Han thought for a while, to be honest, he was still a little moved. After all, the old man was obsessed with the Dragon Pavilion, which must be capable.
"If you join, what are the conditions?"
Feng Manlou smiled and said, "The conditions are not enough. There is only one main purpose of joining Zhenlong Pavilion, and there is only one thing we have to do. I will not be able to tell you what it is. When you really want to join us,
I will tell you again, but you can let yourself be 100 hearts, which is definitely not a bad thing. As for the benefits, Zhenlong Pavilion has been passed down for thousands of years, and its foundation is still very terrifying. Once you figure it out and join us, we can use the shortest
Within time, spend your financial and energy to make you reach the Grand Master!”
Wang Han became more and more moved.
Feng Manlou continued, "You should go back and discuss with the emperor first to see if he is willing to let you join us."
Wang Han smiled and said, "Okay! Then let's leave a contact information?"
Feng Manlou took out an elderly machine, skillfully opened WeChat and added contact information with Wang Han.
Chi Yinan walked out of it.
"Didi, brother, let me take you there."
Wang Han stood up, "Okay."
After saying goodbye to Feng Manlou, Wang Han called the old man when he went out. However, the old man didn't know what plane he was doing, so he didn't answer the phone or the message was not answered.
Wang Han was not worried, after all, good people don’t live long and will be harmed for thousands of years.
After getting in the car, Chi Yinan reached out to fan himself.
"What were you talking to that old man just now?"
"I just chatted for a few words, but I didn't say anything." Wang Han said with a haha.
"What did Mr. Li ask me to go over and do?" Wang Han changed the subject.
Chi Yinan shook his head, "I don't know, I'll know it when I go, but it's a coincidence. He seemed to know that our side ended early."
Wang Han's hand holding the steering wheel shook.
There was an ominous premonition in my heart, which made Wang Han very irritable.
This feeling is very strange.
Just like when I was a child, my family was out for a long time and didn’t come back at the prescribed time to worry about whether there would be any danger.
Wang Han lit a cigarette.
The other side.
Su Qi was sitting in the office and was busy processing documents.
A figure rushed in in a hurry.
"Miss Su, Wang Han is in a car accident! His life is in danger now! Go and take a look!"