"Wang Han is the ninth young master of the Ten Lao Association. Combined with what happened during this period! According to my speculation, there must be someone protecting him in secret, otherwise, the people of the Chai family would not have died quietly.
We can tell the Zhao family and Sui family that the things were secretly given to the second brother under the instructions of the old man, and then secretly pretended to chase Wang Han to seize the treasure. Inadvertently, the things were exposed to the Zhao family and Sui family, which was actually in Wang Han's hands.
The news, the people from the Zhao family and the Sui family will definitely chase Wang Han.
Didn’t that Wang Han say that he would go back tomorrow, which is just conducive to our plan and action!
Of course, in order to make the show true, I gave Wang Han a mask."
Duanmu Akira said, then took out a mask prepared in advance.
"Fourth brother, have you thought about it in advance?"
Duanmu Mingzhi handed the thing to Duanmu Mingwen, "It's time to do things, of course I have to think about it three times. Third brother, go and give this thing to Wang Han!"
Duanmu Mingli rubbed her face hard, looked at Duanmu Mingzhi, and after a moment of silence, she took over the mask.
Walked out the door.
Wang Han played with the mask and intuition told himself that this thing was absolutely extraordinary, but Wang Han thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what this thing was for. Not only did the Duanmu family members say that, Wang Han had to take a photo and send it to the imperial master.
I wanted to ask about the message, but I didn't wait for a reply.
He sent another message to the top student in the duck world. This dog-dog-dog-sniff replied while gasping for breath and cursing that this was Nuo mask. If he had no use, he would never reply to the message again.
Wang Han originally wanted to control the Vajra Realm Qi body in the Qi bottle, but cries came from outside every now and then.
Prepare to go out and relax.
I saw the Crow man shaking in front of the corpse from afar and then turned around and left.
Wang Han wanted to chase after him and ask about the mask, but the Crows disappeared after a few people flashed.
I lit a cigarette, stood in a place where no one was around, and looked at the people from Duanmu family.
In funerals, everyone's expressions are different, after all, human sadness and joy are not the same.
When Wang Han was halfway through a cigarette, a voice came, "Brother, borrow a fire."
Without thinking too much, I handed out the lighter.
The other party took the lighter and said thanking him and lit a cigarette. He also brought the lighter to Wang Han. The two of them looked at each other.
They were all stunned.
"It's you?"
"It's you?"
The two of them stared at each other in unison.
The other party is a young man.
When he was in Tibet before, Wang Han saw the other party in the Eye of Hell. At that time, the other party used the weasel to ask the gods to make Wang Han confused.
It was also that time that the other party took away the blood prince who was suppressed in that place.
Wang Han still remembers what this young man said at that time, his name is Zhao Milong.
Wang Han didn't care about it at that time. After all, few people who were in the world used their real names under that situation.
I thought the two of them would not have any interaction anymore, but I didn't expect to meet them again in this place.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Milong asked first.
Wang Han also looked at Zhao Milong, "I should be asking you this, right?"
After asking, Wang Han suddenly thought of something.
When the Duanmu family was shouting, it was mentioned that the old man was severely injured by the Zhao family and the Sui family. Combined with the method of "Going the Northeast" that the young man used at the beginning, this young man probably had a lot of trouble.
His name is Zhao Milong, and he is a member of the Zhao family who severely damaged the old man's family.
After Zhao Milong returned the lighter to Wang Han, he smiled and said, "I am from the Zhao family. I come here to do something. What are you doing here? Are you from the Duanmu family?"
"No." Wang Han didn't want to get involved in Duanmu's family's family affairs.
Zhao Milong held a cigarette in his mouth, "That's good. When I was in Tibet before, you let me go. I owe you a favor. Just take advantage of this opportunity today to repay the favor. Tomorrow, Duanmu family has something to do.
If it happens, you can go as long as you can. If you can't, you will say that you are Zhao Milong's friend and someone will let you go."
Wang Han probably guessed something.
Zhao Milong bared his teeth, "I have something to do, let's go first, remember what I said."
Wang Han looked at Zhao Milong's back.
When a cigarette ended, Wang Han walked towards the distance.
When he walked around a granary, he saw Duanmu Mingli and Zhao Milong standing together and scolding, "What are you doing here?"
Zhao Milong grinned his cigarette and patted Duanmu Mingli on the shoulder and smiled, "What are you doing? You're wandering around, I'll scare you."
Duanmu Mingli shook Zhao Milong's shoulders, and when he saw someone in his eyes, he looked closely and found that it was Wang Han. He then breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Wang Han was new and it was impossible to know Zhao Milong.
He pretended to be fine and scolded Zhao Milong and said, "Go to my room and wait for me!"
Zhao Milong grinned with his teeth and walked towards the distance with a swagger.
Wang Han looked at Duanmu Mingli with a smile.
From this perspective, things seemed to be a little interesting. The old man's death is a thief.
At first, Duanmu Mingli shouted at Wang Han, like a mad dog, saying that if it weren't for Wang Han, he wouldn't have killed the old man. Wang Han still felt a little burdened, but now he sees this.
I will bear your uncle!
This dog forced the filial son to be fully responsible!
Duanmu Mingli walked towards Wang Han with a stern face, "It just so happens that I have something to do with you!"
Wang Han smiled at Duanmu Mingli, "Who was that person just now?"
"You are a cousin, don't ask so much, it has nothing to do with you!"
After looking around, Duanmu Mingli took out a mask and handed it over, "This is for you, this is the gift that the old man wants to give you! I didn't want to give it to you at first, but when I think about it, the old man doesn't want it for your life,
I just want to prepare gifts for you, or give them to you!"
Wang Han held the mask in a daze.
It is exactly the same as the one that Duanmu Mingliang sent to him before, but the feeling after buying it is completely different. The feel is like something Pin Xixi bought, incomparable.
"Please take the things, don't lose them! But don't act like you when you get the cheap! You killed the old man!"
Duanmu Mingli suddenly grabbed Wang Han's collar and said angrily.
Wang Han held the mask and reached out and pushed Duanmu Mingli away.
"Is that so? Then I feel so guilty! I want to cry!"
Duanmu Mingli raised his fist and was about to hit him.
Wang Han's body was boiling and his murderous aura was boiling. "Touch me, I can let you stay on the bed for the rest of your life, you can try it."
Duanmu Mingli let go of his hand and patted Wang Han on the chest, "Pack up your things and get out tomorrow! I feel disgusted when I see you!"
Wang Han vomited a cigarette ring on Duanmu Mingli's face, "You should feel even more disgusting when you look in the mirror!"
Duanmu Mingli sneered back, turned around and left.
Wang Han stared at Duanmu Mingli's back. Duanmu Mingli originally wanted to entertain people, but he went to the mourning hall again by a devil, burned incense and kowtow, knelt in front of the corpse, and soon his head was pressed against the ground and fist hit the ground and cried bitterly.
Tear.
It can be seen that Duanmu Mingli is still very sad about his father's departure, but he feels even more guilty. The reason why he shouts to Wang Han is mainly to divert the guilt in his heart.
If Wang Han had seen this scene before, he would have thought Duanmu Mingli was really a filial son. Now, he saw that he was really filial! He was so filial and generous!
It’s really my old man’s convincing to have such a weak son!
Wang Han glanced at the mask given by Duanmu Mingli. Compared with the mask given by Duanmu Mingliang, it can be said that it was very inferior.
I put it on my hands and looked into the darkness, always feeling stared at me.
Turning back to the room, Wang Han didn't sleep all night.
Early the next morning.
It was snowing outside.
The entire village was covered with snow-white quilts.
"Cousin, you may not be able to leave today!" Duanmulin said, rubbing his arms.
Wang Han also looked out, and the way out was basically blocked by heavy snow.
"Grandma seems to be saying that she wants to come back. Cousin, why don't you wait for grandma to come back?" Duanmuying asked.
Wang Han looked out the window and was a little fucked. Then he thought, Uncle Tai hid the electricity and asked Wang Han to wait in this place for a day, but Wang Han didn't say much.
He glanced at the siblings and said, "Be careful of Duanmu Mingli."
The siblings were stunned for a moment, "Cousin, the third uncle is just like that. In fact, he is quite a good person. He just couldn't accept it for a while after his death, so he shouted at you."
Wang Han smiled and didn't say anything.
I stayed in the house for one day today and didn't go out.
Someone in the village cleared the snow and made way. The temperature was much colder than yesterday. He took a look at the thermometer and it went straight to more than minus thirty degrees below zero.
Duanmulin brought a turtle furnace into the room where Wang Han was.
A pot-like thing is placed on a normal stove, so that the heat in the stove will not spread too quickly.