Zhonghui took off his glasses, lifted up the corner of his clothes with one hand and wiped his glasses.
The eyes with a lot of white eyes turned up and looked at Wang Han.
The two people looked at each other.
Xiaoxiangzhu Zhonghui smiled at Wang Han, put on his glasses again, and pointed at the antiques on the table, "Young Master Ninth, I know the rules of the tenth man. You can choose any of these things and take them away if you like them.
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Wang Han didn't look at these things at all, "Since you know the rules, you must know that I am a person who acts according to the rules, and I only want the Buddha's head."
The two of them stared at each other, and Zhonghui smiled at Wang Han and said, "Young Master Ninth, did you come alone?"
Wang Han was not afraid at all, "What about that?"
Zhonghui slowly took out a gun and pointed it at Wang Han's eyebrows, "You know, we are strong people and never follow rules."
Wang Han sat forward, his eyebrows pressed against the gun, and pointed at his head, "If you have a good temper, just shoot me."
Bang!
Gunshots came.
There is an extra hole in the ceiling.
There was a curling blue smoke at the muzzle.
Zhonghui pushed his glasses with a gun, "Young Master Ninth, this Buddha's head is not as simple as it seems. After you take the Buddha's head, you step into the abyss with one foot. Have you thought about it?"
Wang Hai pulled a cloth bag and opened it, "Buddha's head."
Zhonghui waved, "Put the Buddha's head for the Ninth Master."
A subordinate leaned over in Zhonghui's ear and said, "Master Xiaoxiang, do you really want to give it to him?"
Bang!
Zhonghui's muzzle was smoking, and one of his ears was beaten to pieces.
"If your ears are not good, don't ask for them." Zhonghui smiled at his subordinates.
His subordinates quickly pulled Wang Han's cloth bag, opened a trolley box and took out a Buddha's head and stuffed it into Wang Han's cloth bag.
After checking, Wang Han pulled up the zipper and pulled out the black card, without a trace of blood on the card surface.
"Great mountains and rivers are far away, goodbye to the rivers and lakes."
Just two steps.
The voice of Xiaoxiangzhu came from behind him again, "Young Master Ninth, you have really thought about it. After taking this Buddha's head and going out through this door, you stepped into the abyss with a bow and no turning back."
Wang Han gave Xiao Xiangzhu a chic smile on his face, "Where can you turn around when you come out?"
"Young Master Nine walks slowly."
After Wang Han left, Zhang Qinghu slowly woke up with his head covering his head and shook his head hard. His bloody face looked very ferocious and terrifying. "Where is the person?"
"Go away."
"Why don't you kill him?" Yang Qinghu said angrily.
Zhonghui smiled and said, "If you want to go, please feel free, I won't stop you."
When Zhang Qinghu turned around and was about to leave, a buyer suddenly shouted, "Boss Zhang, I suggest you don't chase after me."
"What do you mean?"
"You first ask what the Ten Masters are, and then think about whether to do it. I just remembered that before coming, my person did an investigation in your Jiangning City, and the bald Liu of the Black Dragon Club died at the hands of the Ten Masters Club.
, and the person who killed the bald Liu was the Ninth Prince."
Zhang Qinghu's body shook, and the bronze bell's big eyes shook for the first time.
The Black Dragon will compete with their brothers. When they become bald Liu, they can still stay here with a swagger. The power behind them is naturally self-evident.
Zhang Qinghu glared at Zhonghui, "Master Xiaoxiang, have you guessed that he is coming long ago?"
Zhonghui helped him hold his glasses, "Boss Zhang, we are forced to do things, and we don't need others to question them. He naturally has our plans for him."
After Wang Han came out of the private room.
Carrying a shoulder bag.
Take the elevator downstairs.
Unexpectedly, after just after coming out of the first floor elevator, Wang Han saw a group of people walking in from the next elevator.
The leaders are men with a low head, a little dark skin, white suit, flip-flops, curly hair, sunglasses, and looking like a monkey.
He walked into the elevator with a cigar in a swagger.
There were a few strong men following behind.
One of the strong men was carrying a hot and sexy woman.
As she walked around, the woman's fat white nephrite was about to jump out of her collar.
The woman's face was flushed, her face was flushed, and she looked a little confused.
You can tell at a glance that it was drugged.
Women are not the other ones, they are Yang Zhien.
Wang Han was stunned for a moment and saw Yang Zhien being carried onto the elevator by several people.
When he entered, the man who looked like a monkey pinched Yang Zhien's chin and took a look, and spit out a sip of smoke at Yang Zhien.
A lewd smile on his face.
The elevator door slowly closed.
Wang Han stood at the door, wondering whether to go up and help rescue him, but thought that Yang Zhien might be completing the task or something.
But after thinking about it, I was already confused about what tasks to complete. If I got to this state, I could only complete the task of Guan Bao intersecting in my bed.
Wang Han searched in the crowd, wanting to see if he could find Yang Zhien's colleagues or the like.
But there isn't a single person.
Wang Han saw that the elevator stopped on the ninth floor and showed that the elevator was open.
The ninth floor happened to be renovated into a love-interest hotel.
Wang Han didn't think much, got into the elevator and headed straight to the ninth floor.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Wang Han's eyes were straightened.
There are art paintings on the walls, and there are various artistic sculptures in the visible places.
The corridors are filled with pink ambient lights.
When I passed by several doors, I could hear the faint sounds coming from it.
I listened with my ears, not sure where those people took Yang Zhien to.
Fortunately, there are not too many rooms.
Wang Han quickly took out the black card and pushed open the door with a slight stroke.
After seeing the ponytail shaking up and down inside, he silently closed the door.
I opened other doors.
Wang Han has a close relationship with the Buddha who thieves the sect. The two of them are considered to be friends for ages. Wang Han’s ability to unlock locks was taught by the Buddha. The Buddha was indeed a monk before. When he was a child, he was famine in his hometown and the temple master could not afford to raise idle people.
When he went out to beg for food, he met the previous generation of thief king. Seeing that this little monk knew kung fu and had good talent, he taught him all his skills.
The Buddha saw Wang Han’s talent before, and wanted to teach Wang Han all his skills, as long as he asked Wang Han to take him as his teacher. Later, the old man found the Buddha and had a friendly and friendly heart-to-heart talk. After that, the Buddha changed his words and firmly
He would not refuse to become sworn brothers with Wang Han, and he would not accept Wang Han as his disciple even if he died.
Specially choose the door that is soundless in the room.
Finally, when the sixth door was opened, I saw the man wearing a white suit and looking like a monkey took off his suit and admired Yang Zhien lying on a multi-function chair. Yang Zhien was drugged, and two tender white long
The legs rubbed against each other and added a bit of temptation.
Once the door opens.
It attracted the attention of a strong man on the chair at the door.
Before the strong man could stand up, Wang Han hit him with a flying knee.
The strong man was full of flowers on the spot.
The movement immediately attracted the attention of several other people.
Wang Han put down the Buddha's head, picked up the chair, and knocked the strong men to the ground in just a few seconds.
What else did the man who looked like a monkey want to say, but Wang Han kicked him fainted.
Wang Han picked up the bag with the Buddha's head and looked at Yang Zhien on the multi-functional chair.
When Wang Han looked over, he was stunned.
Yang Zhien actually pulled open his coat and took off his hot pants, making his seductive body in front of Chen Wanghan's eyes.
The pair of murderous weapons were even stronger by the black bra. After Yang Zhien's nose, he immediately pulled the bra away.
The surging waves that came out were trembling.
Wang Han immediately covered the Buddha's head's eyes, and his eyes widened, for fear that he would not be able to see clearly.
"Amitabha, good, good! Color is emptiness, emptiness is color!"