Chapter 971 The Green Mountain Returns Far Away Alone
Feng Rengui was so scared that he quickly retreated.
Licked his lips.
The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Feng Rengui laughed dryly at Wang Han.
"My...I'm passing by! Haha! Nothing is going to happen! Just passing by!"
While talking, he retreated. After a safe distance, Feng Rengui turned around and ran away.
Wang Han exhaled.
His head hurt so much that he shook his head hard. What happened before became fragments, and Wang Han could only remember part of it.
The feeling of losing control after switching between large numbers is hard to describe. When others talk to you, you feel like your head is covered in water. There is only a very stuffy buzzing sound that is completely unreal, and your body is also numb.
If you can feel your body moving, this movement is more like a knee reflex, not out of subjective consciousness.
My whole body was sore, and some parts were still numb, and it felt like it was numb.
The originally simple and vicissitudes of the prison guards, many places were ruined at this time, and the row of walls in the wing room were even pierced.
There are many potholes on the ground, and most of some sculptures have been stamped down, which is a mess.
The first time I felt hungry in my stomach. Since I practiced the Sutra of Rebirth, this is the first time Wang Han was so hungry.
I looked down and saw a pear and a few dumplings in the plastic bag beside me.
I couldn't care about so much, so I picked it up and swallowed it voraciously. After eating it, my taste began to recover. The raw pear that I had just eaten was filled with a numb and sourness in my mouth.
Wang Han stood up with the platform beneath the sculpture.
Gasping heavily, I felt it myself, my skills were still there, and the evil energy I absorbed before and the massive amount of evil energy I absorbed after losing my mind were now sucked away 90%. The remaining evil energy King felt it and was surprised to find it.
Cut the large size and can actually reach the mid-stage of the Three Flower Realm.
The Tiancan sword, Qi pill, Qi bottle, and soul-killing stone on his body are all there.
The surroundings were empty, and the sunset was shrinking back to the ground little by little.
The world is clear and cold.
Looking at the ruins around, the whole world was filled with signs of life, but at this moment, the loneliness of the world was left.
In a trance, Wang Han felt the same feeling in his heart when the protagonist woke up in the movie "I Am a Legend" starring Will Smith.
Empty, lonely, desolate, empty.
My stomach is still roaring hungry.
Wang Han found the kitchen and prepared a large pot for himself to eat.
Sitting in front of a big cauldron and ate voraciously.
I recalled what happened before in my mind, and the memory fragments were spliced one by one, and the puzzle was not complete.
This feeling is like a dream. I remember that I had a dream, but when I wanted to tell it, I forgot all of my mouth.
Wang Han patted his head, vaguely remembering that the imperial concubine had been here, and Wang Chonglou seemed to have come too. Everyone's characters were very blurry, and the voices were one after another, and they couldn't see clearly or touch them.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Wang Han’s vague impression is that the Imperial Lord and Wang Chonglou are much weaker than before, giving people the feeling that they are after the battle.
The thoughts return.
Wang Han turned around and looked around, wondering why everyone left themselves here and they all left themselves.
Fill your stomach.
Wang Han had a little strength.
Take out your cell phone.
I called the imperial lady and no one answered it. I called Yue Hongzhuo, but no one answered it. Then I asked Luo Changge, Xiang Feng, Meng Bizhi, Feng Xiaoxiao, Lao Se, Feng Wanquan,
Shi Qingquan called one by one, but no one answered.
Wang Han lit a cigarette, a little anxious, and called all the people in the nine paths in the world and even the Dragon Pavilion.
No one answered.
Wang Han called the Northeastern guys, fat guys, crow guys, medicine guys, Aunt Feng and others from the Ten Laos Association.
No one answered.
Wang Han's hand paused with cigarette holder.
I had a feeling of uneasiness in my heart and called Su Qi.
Still no one connects.
Wang Han felt that most of the strength was taken away.
I called several older brothers and sisters one after another, but no one answered.
Wang Han leaned forward.
He pinched his cell phone and called Duanmuying.
Unexpectedly, Duanmuying's phone turned off.
My uncle and my second uncle all had their phones off.
Wang Han's eyes were empty.
After a little thought, he called Gu Rui.
"Brother Wei!"
Someone finally answered the phone.
Wang Han almost stood up excitedly.
"What's wrong with Brother Hai? You're talking!"
"Do you know where Xiaoying and the others have gone?"
Gu Rui seemed to be busy, and a few seconds later, Gu Rui walked into the quiet room.
"Xiaoying said that their family was going out to play. How long did they go out have not told me, and everything about the company has been handed over to me. Wow, Brother Han, you have all become hand-off managers! You are even more outrageous, and you signed a double agreement directly.
Others take over you and take charge of the company, and you are the boss behind the scenes! I am so envious of you rich guys!"
Gu Rui said nothing more than a little.
Wang Han's mind is empty.
The company was taken over by others, and he remembered that the industries that Wang Han had invested before were taken over and he became the boss behind the scenes.
Wang Genshuo's account was also erased.
I think of what Huang Feishu said before.
Words conveyed to the tycoon.
In the future, Wang Han has to rely on himself.
At that time, Wang Han didn't fully understand what it meant.
Until this moment.
I understand everything.
The old man can play this trick well.
but.
What is the purpose of doing this?
Wang Han racked his brains and didn't think it out.
The layout of the imperial son is unexpected.
When I lowered my head, I saw the plastic bag in my pocket.
After waking up, the plastic bag contained a few glutinous rice balls.
Raw pears.
Life and separation.
sweet dumpling.
reunion.
Life is common.
Fate comes and goes is destined.
Bolt the cigarette butt into the trash can in the corner.
Re-lit a cigarette.
There was a sudden movement from the door.
Wang Han kicked on the table's legs and leaned back.
A string of stones rubbed Wang Han and was embedded into the freezer not far away.
Wang Han turned his head.
I saw that the master of Jishuitan was coming again.
I just didn't dare to come forward.
The sudden sneak attack really tests that Wang Han's strength has recovered by almost all.
Seeing Wang Han avoiding his sneak attack.
Feng Rengui quickly retreated.
Wang Han stood up.
Feng Rengui quickly retreated. Yesterday, Xie Zhaodi ganked it. He was injured and had not recovered. He came over to check Wang Han and found that Wang Han was not dead. He turned his head and ran away in fear.
After running away, he felt that Wang Han was in a bad state and thought that it might be because he was scaring him. Now he has been brave enough to come back and test Wang Han’s background. Seeing Wang Han’s actions freely scared the grandson.
His feet were unstable and he knelt on the ground.
"Brother Wang! No! Uncle Wang! Please spare your life!"
It's so old that it's really funny to call Wang Han a uncle.
Wang Han's strength has recovered a little now, but his body has not fully recovered, and some areas are still numb.
"Where are you taking the Jiuzhou Ding?"
Feng Rengui licked his lips, knelt on the ground, kneeling behind him.
"I've hidden Uncle Wang, I'll pick it up for you now! I'll go!"
Feng Rengui stood up, ran wildly. After reaching a safe distance, Feng Rengui pointed to Wang Han's direction and cursed.
"Sun Zai! What are you pretending! You are a lonely man now! I'll tell you! I'll bring someone to fuck you later!"
Wang Han walked out.
Feng Rengui ran down in a hurry, staggering, leaning on the ground with both hands, afraid that Wang Han would catch up, so he ran down with his hands and feet, just like a human-shaped dog, and looked very funny.
Wang Han leaned against the wall and held a cigarette in his mouth.
After preparing to recover, I first went to find Feng Rengui, the master of Jishuitan, to get the Jiuzhou Ding back.
Looking into the distance.
The setting sun is like blood.
The clouds and mist are churning, and the ancient trees in the mountains are shining.
A drizzle of stars floated in the sky.
Under the reflection of the sunset, there is a different kind of beauty.
Wang Han turned his head and saw a hat hanging on the wall of the canteen.
I picked it up and buckled it on my head, heading towards the distance.
The drizzle fell on my shoulders, and the setting sun pulled Wang Han's figure on the steps for a long twist.