He Has a Dragon

"Douxiaodou, what a good name. (Baidu search gives Literary.com the fastest and most stable update)"

Zhao Quanhui, who has studied Chinese studies deeply, is habitually sensitive to people's names, so he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

At this time, the mourner sitting next to Mike Zhao also whispered affectionately into each other's ears and introduced the martial arts people in the living room.

"puff--"

"Dou Xiaodou?"

Mike Zhao almost spat out the tea in his mouth, but even though he wanted to laugh until his stomach hurt, he did not dare to look at the young man with an arrogant face and a somewhat funny name. Because he, Mike Zhao, doesn’t want to be beaten!

"Stop it, don't look for death!" Xiangfuzi twitched his face and warned in a low voice.

"cough--"

Mike Zhao coughed softly, nodded to express his understanding, and then continued to listen to the introduction of the mourner.

Two or three minutes later, Nan Huaiyuan, who had been silent and sitting on the main sofa with a tea cup in both hands, glanced around the people present with a smile, and finally broke the silence and said: "Pindao would like to solemnly declare that we are here this time You are here to do business, not to see the customs and customs of this mortal world, so you must not let down your guard in the coming days!"

Although Nan Huaiyuan spoke with a smile, his tone was filled with great majesty. The entire living room was immediately completely silent, and everyone couldn't help but sit upright and listen carefully.

"This time Fat Tuozi, the core disciple of the Heavenly King's Palace, died in these forty-nine cities. Pindao was invited by the Heavenly King's Palace to serve as the protector of Nephew Dou. So this ugly word is in front of you, that is, you must obey Dou for your next actions. My nephew's command, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

After finishing speaking, Nan Huaiyuan first glanced at Dou Xiaodou on his left to signal the other party to speak, then lowered his head and blew the tea leaves in the cup, and slowly drank the hot tea.

At this time, Dou Xiaodou first looked around at everyone present, and then said in a deep voice: "The sects you belong to have always been on good terms with me, the Heavenly King Palace, so I hope that everyone will work together to complete this errand in the following days. In this case You can better discuss your merits and reward them after you go back, do you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuan and Undertaker stood up to express their full support.

As for Zhao Quanhui, he also promised to do everything he can to complete it.

"Senior Brother Dou, haven't you found out who the murderer of Fat Hunchback is yet?" Lu Xuan asked curiously.

Dou Xiaodou narrowed his eyes and did not answer. Instead, he smiled coldly. Then he looked at Zhao Quanhui and asked, "Mr. Zhao, you must also know Wang Le, right?"

Zhao Quanhui hummed quietly, nodded and replied, "This man is the son-in-law of the Mu family who is on par with my Zhao family."

After a pause, Zhao Quanhui pretended not to know anything and asked: "Little friend Dou, is it possible that the murder of the fat hunchback involves Wang Le?"

Before Dou Xiaodou could answer, Lu Xuan questioned with disbelief: "Impossible, that Wang Le's martial arts cultivation level is only a sliver higher than mine, and Senior Brother Fat Hunchback is at the middle stage of the Mystical Level of Martial Arts. Senior Brother Dou must be Mistaken."

At this time, Nan Huaiyuan, who was sitting on the main sofa and drinking tea, looked up at Lu Xuan and asked with a hint of surprise: "Nephew Lu Xian, is it possible that you have fought against that man named Wang Le?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mourner stood up sheepishly and looked at Nan Huaiyuan and said: "Master, Brother Lu challenged Wang Le because I lost to him. Both of these fights took place in Tianxiang. Pavilion."

Nan Huaiyuan frowned slightly and asked, "The last time your senior brother was injured, was it because of this Wang Le?"

The mourner lowered his head and replied: "Yes, Master, you were out visiting friends at that time, so the disciple concealed the matter."

"Hmph!" Nan Huaiyuan looked at the mourner angrily and said depressedly: "The biggest failure of Pindao's life is to teach two disciples like you and your senior brother who can't even break through the innate talent!"

"Uh!" Everyone in the living room, including Dou Xiaodou, quickly looked and pretended that they saw and heard nothing, because this was a matter between Nan Huaiyuan's own master and disciple.

"Why are you standing? Why don't you sit down! Do you think you haven't lost enough shame?" Nan Huaiyuan shouted at the mourner.

The mourner smiled and sat back down confidently. This made Mike Zhao next to him realize that the relationship between the two in front of him was definitely not a simple master-disciple relationship.

"Could it be a father-son relationship?" Mike Zhao thought of the scene in the RV and couldn't help but speculate that the mourner was probably the illegitimate son of the womanizing Nan Huaiyuan.

And Mike Zhao obviously had no idea that his unintentional speculation would turn out to be true.

At this moment, Nan Huaiyuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he looked at Zhao Quanhui and asked lightly: "Xiaohui, what is the situation with Wang Le?"

As Wang Le's defeated general, Lu Xuan also looked at Zhao Quanhui, waiting for the other party's answer.

After all, Zhao Quanhui is an old sparrow from Dongting Lake who has seen the wind and waves. Of course he will not be stupid - he just told everything he knew like a bamboo tube.

Immediately, he looked like he was thinking deeply and replied seriously: "Wang Le is a junior after all. I only know a little bit about him, especially his skills."

After a pause, Zhao Quanhui continued: "Everyone who knows the son-in-law of the Mu family in Sijiu City knows that he has extraordinary skills. Not long ago, he was the one who created the Dragon Pond and Tiger Lair on Hong Kong Island and killed three hundred people from the Hong family of the United States in a matter of seconds. Elite master..."

Mike Zhao, who was sitting at the end of the company, saw his father introducing Wang Le eloquently, and couldn't help but secretly said with amusement: "Jiang is still old and hot, and he kept boasting about how good the pretty boy is, but in fact he didn't get to the point, because he didn't mention Wang Le. How advanced this guy’s martial arts cultivation is, if I tell you, I haven’t said it yet, so all the experts here must be rolling their eyes in their hearts!”

After a long while, Zhao Quanhui finally stopped, smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "After all, I am not a martial artist, and I am usually busy with business, so I don't care much about this junior Wang Le. What I just said is also true. Things that everyone in the circle knows, you will know if you go out and ask around."

At this time, Dou Xiaodou glanced at Zhao Quanhui. Although he showed a hint of dissatisfaction and disappointment, he could not do anything about the other party. In his opinion, there was no need for Zhao Quanhui to play tricks on this, because everyone was one of his own.

What's more, Zhao Quanhui clearly told everyone both inside and outside his words that the Zhao family had suffered a lot under Wang Le's hands and that the two parties were hostile to each other.

Therefore, Dou Xiaodou did not suspect that what Zhao Quanhui said were empty and perfunctory words. WWW.GEILIWX.COMHappy reading every day