Han Miao was also infected by Wang Yonghuan's solemnity, sincerity, and sincerity at this time, with a trace of excited tears in her eyes, and promised loudly: "Okay, Huanzi, you will be my Han Miao's younger brother in the future." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info After reading anything, my sister will not let you down. In this way, what was originally a joking act of worshipping has become a beautiful legend on the rivers and lakes in the future.

After officially recognizing his sister, Wang Yonghuan gave a deep salute to Han Tianlong again, and called Uncle Han sincerely.

Han Tianlong was also very happy, after all, this kind of traditional worship in the society is rare now, this time it actually appeared on his daughter, and he was a witness, so he also stepped forward excitedly and patted Wang Yonghuan's shoulder and applauded.

Zhang Guang also came up to congratulate Wang Yonghuan and the Han family's father and daughter. The two bodyguards of the Han family also officially gave Wang Yonghuan a salute and said in their mouths; "I've met the little master, congratulations to the little master", and then congratulated Miss Han Miao on getting a good brother, it was really a happy scene.

After the worship, everyone really became a family this time, and a trace of doubt that still existed naturally disappeared without a trace.

So Wang Yonghuan, Han Tianlong, and Han Miao went upstairs to get the money, and Zhang Guang and Han Tianlong's two bodyguards were waiting in the lobby downstairs.

The Gangcheng Hotel has a total of five floors, there is no elevator, only two stairs on the left and right sides of the building lead to the upper floor.

Wang Yonghuan and the three walked from the stairs on the left to the third floor where Han Miao lived.

As soon as he entered the third floor, Wang Yonghuan felt that the atmosphere was wrong, how could there be a sense of oppression that was about to come from the storm? The long corridor, against the backdrop of the summer sunset, produces a feeling of trance?

But looking at the corridor on the third floor, there are no people, and there is nothing abnormal, is it because I am thinking too much and are suspicious? No, Wang Yonghuan has become more and more sensitive to danger since he cultivated the internal strength of the I Ching.

"No, there's a problem with the designation." Wang Yonghuan secretly raised his vigilance, his eyes cautiously observed around, and his hand reached into the trouser pocket of the pistol.

said it was slow, but it was actually very fast, and the group of three walked to the door of room 306 where Han Miao lived. With the door opened with a key card, the trio entered room 306.

As soon as I entered the room, I said, "Huh? That sense of crisis disappeared", Wang Yonghuan's whole person also relaxed.

"No, what danger exists in the hallway on the third floor, but what?" Wang Yonghuan muttered a little confused.

When he arrived in the room, Han Miao took out a wad of dollars, which should be worth about more than 200,000 Huaxia coins. Of course, this is not the black market currency exchange rate of H City, but the official exchange rate. It can be seen that Han Tianlong still wants to give Zhang Guang more, and he doesn't want Zhang Guang to suffer.

Wang Yonghuan took the money in his hand and said to Han Miao euphemistically: "Sister Miaomiao, I can go down with Uncle Han, you can rest in the room." ”

Wang Yonghuan was afraid that after going out, once there was danger on the third floor, he would not be able to take care of Han Miao, for fear that she would be in danger.

But Han Miao said that she had to go downstairs anyway, saying that her sister was going to invite her younger brother to dinner, or this sister would be too unskilled.

Wang Yonghuan couldn't persuade him, so this kid came to save the country, turned around and said to Han Tianlong: "Uncle Han, don't let Sister Miaomiao go down." I see that it is getting late, so I don't eat, I will eat another day, I have to go home early. ”

Before Han Tianlong could reply, Han Miao was unhappy, and said with a small mouth and disgusted: "What's the matter, Huanzi, you won't go when my sister invites you to dinner." Are you still my brother? It's not even seven o'clock yet, and you want to go home? Who are you fooling? Tell you Huanzi, if you don't promise your sister today, your sister won't recognize you as a younger brother, you can do it. ”

Listening to what Han Miao said, Han Tianlong hehe, "Huanzi, just listen to Miaomiao, she started to be stubborn, don't talk about me, even his grandfather can't take care of it." ”

Wang Yonghuan also saw that Han Miao was definitely a little princess type at home, and it was her father who started the fire.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Wang Yonghuan said helplessly: "That's okay, just listen to Sister Miaomiao, but there is one condition, when I go out, Sister Miaomiao walks in the middle, and I am the last, Uncle Han is in the front." ”

Wang Yonghuan thought in his heart that Han Tianlong, as a person in the rivers and lakes, had been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and his kung fu and experience were much stronger than his self-styled little master, so he was at the forefront, although the danger was the greatest, but it was most appropriate for him to deal with it.

And although Han Miao is one year older than Wang Yonghuan, her kung fu is not necessarily higher than Wang Yonghuan, and she is a girl, so in the middle, the relative safety factor is larger.

As for Wang Yonghuan, he has now cultivated to the intermediate level of the Duxun Realm, and there is still a minute to skip the level and use the advanced cultivation time of the Duxun Realm, even in the face of danger, he has the strength to fight, so it is relatively safe to walk in the end.

Hearing Wang Yonghuan say this, the father and daughter of the Han family all looked at him with a puzzled look.

Han Tianlong, as an experienced cultivator in the rivers and lakes, had actually been suspicious of Wang Yonghuan's strange actions just now, and asked in a deep voice, "Huanzi, do you feel something?" ”

Wang Yonghuan replied with a solemn face: "Uncle Han, I felt a little flustered as soon as I arrived on the third floor just now, and I always felt that something was going to happen?" And as soon as you enter the room, this feeling disappears. So I'm afraid that there will be any danger, so I don't want Sister Miaomiao to go downstairs. ”

When Han Miao heard Wang Yonghuan's words, she pursed her lips and said with a slightly disbelieving look on her face: "Huanzi, are you nervous?" You don't know divination, so how can you know what's going to happen? Besides, this is a continental hotel, not a foreign country. Is it that you have watched too many foreign movies and fantasized that there are assassinations or something here? ”

When Han Tianlong heard Han Miao say this, his face sank as he waved his hand to stop her, "Miaomiao, how can you say your brother?" Whether Huan Zi feels right or not, he is also good for you and cares about you. You can't say that about your brother, tell your brother I'm sorry, Huan Zi is also kind. ”

Hearing her father say this, Han Miao was also a little embarrassed, spit out her small tongue like a clove, and said with a faint apology: "Huanzi, I'm sorry, my sister shouldn't have said that." ”

Wang Yonghuan looked at Han Miao's beautiful face, and was still thinking about the fleeting lilac-like beautiful tongue in his heart. As soon as he heard Han Miao's apology, he hurriedly shook his head and drove out the yellowish thoughts in his mind. "Sister Miaomiao, what do we need to say between my sister and brother I'm sorry, is that gone? I hope I'm nervous, but let's pay more attention, it's always no harm, right? ”

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