The sudden sound was shocked Wang Lang jumped up.

There was a person standing across the table, wearing a very rustic dress, wearing a cuckold, a red vest, a blue pants from the 1960s and 1970s, a pair of old-fashioned military shoes, and a high-waisted socks tied the pants inside the socks. The skin was dark, red, and the face was full of pleats. The curly hair came out of the cuckold unscrupulously.

A pair of eyes had a lot of whites, and only a small spot was left with black eyes. If you suddenly encounter such one in the middle of the night, it would scare people to death.

His arms were very long, longer than ordinary people. Although they were not as short as Liu Xuande's knees, they were not much shorter than that. Their hands were very beautiful, their fingers were slender, and they were also white and clean. They didn't look like men's hands, but women's hands.

The man raised his hands behind his back and stared at Wang Lang. Because his eyes were so white, his eyes were small, so it was uncomfortable to stare at him like this.

Because of the Nine-level Divine Dragon, Wang Lang had a group of strong senses. How bad can his ears be able to listen to the wind and avoid bullets? However, Wang Lang didn't hear this person here. It goes without saying how awesome his kung fu is.

"Ye! Isn't this a ghost hand senior? Let's sit down." Wang Lang was so enthusiastic that he was outrageous.

The ghost hand didn't move, but he repeated the words just now, "Are you looking for me?"

Wang Lang grinned and put away his cell phone, "That's right, I'm looking for you."

"What's the matter?" Ghost Hand said concisely, and seemed unwilling to speak more.

Wang Lang lit a cigarette and sat on the backrest of the sofa, "Ask you about my master."

"Your master?" is still three words.

"Huangfu Ji." Wang Lang also replied with three words.

The ghost hand stared at Wang Lang for a long time, and finally there was a wave in his stagnant eyes, "Black Dragon King?"

Three words as always.

Wang Lang smoked a sip of cigarette, "Since you know who I am, tell me where my master is."

The ghost hand stared at Wang Lang, and after a long time, "Are you dead?"

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Are you surprised or surprised?"

"Die sooner or later." Ghost Hand still has three words.

“…”

"Ask again, where is my master?" Wang Lang stared at the ghost hand in front of him.

The ghost hand turned around and left, leaving three words, "I don't know."

Wang Lang jumped up and blocked the ghost hand's way.

"Do you want to stop me?" Ghost Hand asked softly.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "You were among the people who chased me and my master back then."

"What then?" The ghost hand stared at Wang Lang blocking the road.

"My master's disappearance has nothing to do with you. You have to make it clear today before you can leave." Wang Lang extinguished the cigarette butt.

"Just you?" Ghost Hand sneered.

The two were very close to each other, and Wang Lang made a bold move and punched it out with a punch, with an extremely fast speed.

Wang Lang is fast, and ghost hand is faster.

Ghost Hand also has a name in the world, called the Thieves Emperor. There is nothing in this world that he cannot steal. His best skills are light skills, and his light skills are one of the top people in the world.

Lightness requires speed.

The speed of the ghost hand is unmatched.

Ghost Hand sided, Wang Lang's fist rubbed against Ghost Hand's ribs and passed. Wang Lang stopped, turned his fist into claws, and pulled it back hard.

Without seeing any movement from the ghost hand, Wang Lang's hand wiped the ghost hand's clothes and passed by.

At the same time, Wang Lang lifted his leg and kicked it.

The Vajra's legs hit the ground, and the porcelain pieces on the ground were broken, but they didn't step on the ghost's feet.

Wang Lang twisted his body and made a whip leg. The air was whipped, and he didn't get a single minute of the ghost hand.

The ghost hand was carried behind his back from beginning to end, and there was no intention of taking action.

Wang Lang was a group of shocked people.

I thought I was OK, but I didn't expect that I would still be a younger brother in front of Ghost Hand.

His hands were stacked together, and his left hand pressed the back of his right hand, and Wang Lang slapped out with a palm.

The ghost hand's eyes flashed, and finally there were signs of taking action.

I didn't see clearly what he did.

When everything was frozen, Wang Lang's palm was pressed against one of the feet of the ghost hand.

Everything was silently frozen for a few seconds, and the ghost hand rubbed the ground with one foot against the ground and suddenly retreated, as if someone was pushing him.

After forcibly stopping his body, the ghost hand was lifted by Wang Lang's foot, and his soles were occasionally curled up because of the pain.

"It's not bad." The ghost hand stared at Wang Lang and said three words as usual.

Wang Lang shook his palm. Just now, the Nine-level Divine Dragon directly hit the sixth level and patted it out. Wang Lang had tried it before. The sixth level can definitely make an adult bleeding internally, but it felt strange to slap the ghost hand.

The body of the ghost hand was fluttering and unremarkable, as if the bones were like the bones of pigeons.

Staring at the Ghost Hand, Wang Lang had made up his mind to directly push the Ninth Level of the Divine Dragon to the seventh Level to try whether the Ghost Hand could be left behind.

Ghost Hand has lived for decades. If you really want to tell the difference between age, this person is qualified to be a grandfather for Wang Lang.

What Wang Lang was thinking, Ghost Hand could almost tell. Before Wang Lang could do it, Ghost Hand spoke softly, "Fengtian Mountain, I'll wait for you."

After saying that, the ghost hand turned over and jumped down from the balcony. When Wang Lang rushed over, the ghost hand had disappeared into the night.

The boy asked, "Is something rushing over just now?"

The girl said, "I see it seems to be a person."

"Did you close your eyes just now?" the boy asked again.

The girl nodded.

The boy suddenly became excited and grabbed the girl's shoulder, "You didn't close your eyes when you kissed, and said! Who else are you thinking about in your heart? Say!"

Wang Lang didn't bother to pay attention to the young couple, so he jumped off the balcony, ran over from the young couple, jumped over, and leaped on the wall and disappeared.

A young couple was forgotten to quarrel by the sudden scene.

I chased for a long time.

Mao didn't even catch up.

Wang Lang returned without any effort. He thought that he had now practiced the Nine Level of the Divine Dragon and could do the same with the Ghost Hand. Who would have thought that it was his younger brother.

When he returned to the house, he lit a cigarette, thinking about the matter. After smoking a cigarette, Wang Lang suddenly remembered that he had not replied to Li Shitong.

When he took out his cell phone, he saw that Li Shitong had sent several messages.

"I just delayed something and didn't see any news." Wang Lang replied.

"It's okay, I was reading a book just now." Li Shitong gave another cute expression.

Wang Lang asked, "What book?"

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms." Li Shitong gave another playful expression.

"Why did you think of seeing this?" Wang Lang asked.

"Traditional works, take them out and take a look. Do you like it?" Li Shitong asked.

"like."

"I feel that Zhuge Kongming has been busy all his life, but in the end he still didn't help Liu Bei to unify the world. Is that Liu Chan really not able to support the mud? I'm so angry." Li Shitong said with an angry expression.

Wang Lang grinned. When he chatted with Li Shitong on WeChat, he felt that Li Shitong had become like a different person, very playful and cute.

"Actually, I feel that Liu Chan is very smart and wise as stupid as he is." Wang Lang replied.
Chapter completed!