He Has a Dragon

Su Zhendong, who had not spoken since several old comrades entered the box, finally spoke. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

"It's not appropriate to talk about things at this point today. Let's go to Old Man Mu's place to talk about it tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Su Zhendong ignored everyone and left the box accompanied by Su Nan and Tang Yufeng.

When the other three old guys saw that Old Su had left, they didn't say anything more, and then left surrounded by the juniors at home.

After everyone left, Mr. Mu looked at Mu Xihu and said, "Call Chen Sheng and ask why he hasn't come over yet."

Mu Xihu nodded in agreement, took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Sheng.

After the call was connected, Mu Xihu's expression changed slightly after hearing Chen Sheng describe the general situation on the phone.

"Is Wang Le injured?" Mu Xiyan asked worriedly before Mu Xihu hung up the phone.

"Brother-in-law is still resting in the locker room and doesn't want to be disturbed. Uncle Chen asked us to go back first."

After ending the call, Mu Xihu replied in a deep voice.

Mu Xiyan refused without thinking: "No, I want to accompany Wang Le."

Mr. Mu frowned, sat back on the sofa, and said, "Let's just wait here, otherwise we won't feel at ease if we go back like this."

While the grandfather and grandson were waiting in the box, Wang Le in the dressing room took a rest and then entered the shower room to clean the blood and wounds on his body.

After putting on his clothes, Wang Le, who still looked a little pale, opened the door and saw Chen Sheng standing guard at the door with a worried look on his face.

"Uncle Chen, I'm fine, let's go, otherwise, grandpa and the others will be worried." Wang Le said softly with a smile.

Immediately, Wang Le took the lead and walked slowly outside along the passage. Chen Sheng, who was following behind, also quickly called Mu Xihu and asked him to meet outside the venue.

Ten minutes later, everyone got on the red tram and headed outside to Tianxiang Pavilion.

"Is the injury serious?"

Mu Xiyan, who was sitting next to Wang Le, held the other person's hand and expressed concern in a soft voice.

Wang Le smiled slightly,

He comforted: "It's just a trauma. I just spent too much in the ring and I'm a little tired now. Don't worry."

At this time, Mr. Mu, who was sitting in the back, ordered: "Go to my place to sleep tonight. It won't be safe on the road if you go back like this."

Without waiting for Wang Le's reply, Mu Xiyan rushed to say: "Go to Hong Kong Island tomorrow and ask Uncle Xiao to take Lulu to Lian Yayuan in the morning, so that you don't have to run in both directions."

When Wang Le saw this, he did not refuse and nodded in agreement with a smile.

At this time, Mu Xihu, who was sitting on the other side, asked with a hint of excitement and curiosity: "Brother-in-law, I didn't even see clearly how you ended up behind Lu Xuan in the last moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Sheng, who had been standing near the ring, smiled and said, "Not only did you not see clearly, I think Lu Xuan himself didn't even understand what was going on."

Wang Le smiled and said nothing, held Mu Xiyan's hand tightly, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

It wasn't until the tram left the mountain space and got off the train that Wang Lecai smiled and said, "If I tell you, it won't be a trump card."

Mu Xihu shook his head and chuckled: "Brother-in-law's trump card must be related to speed. Just like what Fire Cloud Evil God said, the only martial arts in the world that can't be defeated is fast, so we didn't see it clearly."

Wang Le rolled his eyes at Mu Xihu and lazily ignored her. He took Miss Mu's hand and followed the old man along the corridor to the outside of Tianxiang Pavilion.

"Am I wrong?" Mu Xihu asked as he caught up with the old man and Chen Sheng in front of him.

Chen Sheng chuckled and replied, "You've watched too many movies."

At this time, Mr. Mu suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Le behind him, and asked with a half-smile: "Xiao Le, if you had ancient martial arts skills today, would you fight Lu Xuan instead of using the so-called trump card? See through the opponent's martial arts skills and take the opportunity to kill him by catching him off guard?"

Wang Le was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "There are ever-changing situations during the fight. I don't know how to answer this assumption."

After a pause, Wang Le's eyes flashed with light, and he said firmly: "If the purpose is to kill the opponent, I will still do this. If it is just a competition, I will attack him. Of course, the premise is that there are ancient methods. Martial art."

While everyone was chatting, they had already reached the door of Tianxiang Pavilion. Mike Zhao was in front of the door, working as a doorman, and had just sent his old man away.

At this moment, when he saw Mr. Mu and others coming, he quickly went to greet them.

"Grandpa Mu, please don't take it to heart if the store does not serve you well today." Mike Zhao said respectfully and politely.

Mr. Mu smiled and said: "Baby, as long as it doesn't go too far, it's fine. But you have to remember that part of the extra money you get must be set aside to do more good deeds. Don't do it all." Get into Qian'er's eyes, that's what Old Man Zhao must have said, think about it carefully."

Mike Zhao suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his back. He quickly nodded in agreement and respectfully sent Mr. Mu off.

At this time, Wang Le and Mu Xiyan, who were walking at the end, stopped and saw Young Master Wang looking at Mike Zhao, smiling and asking, "Where are my things?"

Mike Zhao’s eyelids twitched, he forced a smile and said, “I’m here.”

Immediately, Mike Zhao turned around and took a black suitcase from the subordinate behind him, and then handed it directly to Wang Le's hand without saying anything else.

"Brother Wang, check it out and see if there is anything wrong." Mike Zhao said.

In fact, when Wang Le came over, he had already used his Dharma Eyes to see through the small black suitcase. He knew that there was a bank card and a fluorescent white stone inside, so he knew it well.

"I can still trust Brother Zhao's character."

After Wang Le finished speaking with a smile, he continued: "Brother Zhao, remember to delete the video you just took. I don't want it to be spread out, and I think Lu Xuan doesn't want it either."

Then without waiting for Mike Zhao's reply, Wang Le led Miss Mu outside and chased after Mr. Mu and others who had already gotten into the car.

"This guy is really cautious and doesn't get carried away at all. Whoever bumps into him will be unlucky!"

Mike Zhao looked at the back of Wang Le getting into the car and murmured in his heart. At the same time, he was even more wary of this pretty boy who looked harmless.

On the way back to Lian Yayuan, Mu Xihu drove Wang Le's Q7 alone, followed by the old man's Hongqi car.

"Wang Le, it's useless for you to ask Mike Zhao to delete the video of the fight in the ring just now. After all, there are so many spectators. Maybe many people filmed it with their mobile phones."

In the back seat, Mu Xiyan said to Wang Le through the old man.

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