He Has a Dragon

In the main hall, young women in their prime, with red cinnabar on their foreheads and looming in tulle long-sleeved clothes, twisted their small waists and danced elegantly to the rhythm of the music, which was particularly graceful. Please search (\u0026￥) for the most complete view! The fastest updated novel

In this beautiful atmosphere, everyone was enjoying the singing and dancing, chatting and laughing, changing cups and cups, and it was very lively.

Wang Le did not seem out of place during the dinner. He chatted happily with Yang Shang sitting next to him, pouring glasses of white wine into his mouth.

During this period, Shi Longhui and his partners also toasted to Wang Le one after another. Young Master Wang welcomed everyone who came and seemed very easy-going. He was even more harmonious and comfortable in talking and laughing.

The children of the aristocratic families sitting on the left and right, and those who wanted to make friends with Wang Le, became bolder after seeing this, and they all ran to the main seat to propose a toast to Young Master Wang.

For people in the upper circles of Sijiu City, especially the younger children of aristocratic families, Wang Le is the omnipotent god in their hearts.

Along the way, Wang Le was invincible, overwhelming everyone who opposed him.

Liu Quanan, Zhao Mike and other influential people in these circles are all defeated by his subordinates.

Of course, what made everyone in the Forty-Nine City circle, no matter friends or foes, have to worship him was that he went to Hong Kong Island single-handedly, turned the tide, and slaughtered nearly three hundred elites of the Hong family of the United States from top to bottom in one night. Er Jing, only the head of the family, Hong Bu, was left alive to escape!

If Wang Le hadn't decided the outcome in the final battle, the forces from the Four Nine Cities stationed in Hong Kong Island would have been driven back to the mainland by the Hong family from the United States before they could gain a firm foothold. A feast of sharing the interests of Hong Kong Island...

In the midst of this continuous wave of toasts, which could be said to be one after another, everyone in the hall had no choice but to surrender to Wang Le's huge capacity.

Not only can he not get drunk after a thousand cups, but he can at least not get drunk after a hundred cups. He can be regarded as the number one hero in the drinking country.

In this process, Wang Le of course used the innate power in his Dantian to quickly dissolve the cups of white wine he drank, and invisibly and quietly evaporated them completely. Otherwise, even if he couldn't get drunk, I also had to burst my stomach.

Sitting next to him, Yang Shangqing, a martial arts practitioner, did not reveal anything, and watched the battle with a smile as if he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

"Playing golf, he lured Liu Quan'an to his grandma's house, and playing shooting at the shooting range bullied Mike Zhao until he vomited three liters of blood. Not to mention that he had the last laugh in those famous luxury gambling games in the Forty-Nine Cities, which can be called a century classic in the gambling world. It’s no exaggeration to say that this pretty boy is the king of gambling, but I didn’t expect that this guy drinks so much, is he still a human?”

After seeing Wang Leyun being calm and drinking down cups of white wine like a normal person, some disciples from aristocratic families couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as he finished speaking, the friend sitting next to him added: "Hey, these are just small fights. What that guy is best at and the most terrifying thing is killing people!"

The kid from an aristocratic family immediately rolled his eyes at his friend next to him, lowered his voice, and murmured softly: "Does this need to be said? Anyone who knows the pretty boy doesn't know that he is a murderous maniac. Back in Hong Kong, The island killed hundreds of people from the Hong family overnight, and it was a bloody scene that no one dares to mention even now!"

"Not to mention how many people the pretty boy has quietly killed at other times."

"It's better to offend the King of Hell than the pretty boy!"

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In this warm atmosphere, the banquet in the hall was in full swing. The three senior brothers Lu who were hiding in the room on the outer floor of the hall were waiting helplessly with empty stomachs.

They hoped that Wang Le could leave as soon as possible, so that they could act as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams, which would ruin things.

Time passed by unconsciously. Under the blue sky, the sun passed its strongest, and the banquet in the palace finally came to an end. Wang Le, who was sitting at the main seat, stood up and prepared to leave.

For the guests in the main hall, this is just an appetizer, officially kicking off the next exciting fun action.

Seeing that Wang Le was leaving, Shi Longhui, Yang Shang and others did not force him anymore after failing to persuade him to stay, so they had no choice but to accompany Wang Le outside the palace.

At this time, Mu Xihu, Sunan and other children from aristocratic families, who were already blushing and thick-necked from drinking, also followed closely behind, surrounding Wang Le to see him off.

"Senior Brother Lu, that kid is out."

When Wang Le just crossed the high threshold and walked out of the hall before going down the steps, in the upstairs room of the building next to him, a middle-aged man with a round face and head who was standing in front of the window and watching every move outside quickly turned to face him and sat at the round table. Senior Brother Lu, who was drinking tea in front of him, said.

Senior Brother Lu and the thin middle-aged man quickly stood up and walked to the window. They followed the eyes of the middle-aged man with a round face and head towards the door of the hall.

"Hey, we're finally out. Let's wait and catch this guy off guard as soon as he walks out of the manor gate!"

I saw Senior Brother Lu's eyes flashing fiercely as he sneered and said to his companions on the left and right.

Then, without waiting for the two of them to speak, Senior Brother Lu put away his gaze, turned around, and walked quickly out of the room.

When the middle-aged man with a round face and a thin body saw this, of course he did not dare to show any signs of neglect. He quickly caught up with Senior Brother Lu and ran out of the manor club before Wang Le, hiding his position in advance for later. action.

Just as the three of them left the room, Wang Le was also surrounded by people, walking through the manor along the marble paved walkway, slowly walking towards the gate while joking all the way.

However, during this process, Wang Le only felt a little uneasy. His brows could not help but frown slightly, with a look of doubt on his face, and he looked up at the nearby building where Senior Brother Lu and the other three had just stayed.

"The people who came today are either in the main hall or behind me. How come the murderous aura is coming from that building?"

When Wang Le was thinking vigilantly, a faint golden light flashed in his eyes, and his Dharma Eyes for Destroying Illusion instantly opened, and he looked straight towards the building.

When Wang Le quickly glanced at the room where Senior Brother Lu and the other three had been staying through the perspective of the Delusion-breaking Dharma Eye, the other party had already left. Following the route in, he climbed over the wall and crossed the house to the outside of the manor.

"Huh? There's no one there. Could it be that I drank too much and had a delusion?"

Wang Le put away his gaze from the Po Huan Dharma Eye and stopped dealing with Shi Longhui and others. Instead, he walked, lowered his head and pondered.

At this time, Sunan, Mu Xihu and others next to him soon realized that Wang Le had become silent and a little absent-minded. Something was wrong. They couldn't help but feel confused, and they suddenly sobered up.