He Has a Dragon

"I didn't expect that Brother Wang, at such a young age, would already be a genius in martial arts. I was wrong, brother. (Starting)"

After a while, Chong Tianba shook his head and sighed. At the same time, he thought silently in his heart: "This guy was able to kill so many people as a gunman in Hong Kong Island before. Now it can be explained."

At this time, I saw that Wang Le did not go around in circles on the issue of being an innate master. Instead, he returned to the topic with a solemn face and said: "According to the following estimate, among the Hong family masters who came to Hong Kong Island at this time, there are no less than 100 innate masters. Five people, otherwise, the Hong family would not have the strength to annihilate the entire army of the five great families overnight!"

After a pause, Wang Le narrowed his eyes, and the light flickered between the gaps, and continued: "Ba Ye, you said that innate masters are only heard about, and have never seen them before, so you know how rare such existences are, and Hong Do you think it would be possible for the family to send so many innate masters at once without the head of the family personally taking charge?"

"Uh!" Chong Tianba finally believed Wang Le's analysis, and finally understood why the other party concealed his true identity and avoided his edge.

Because apart from so many innate masters, Hong Burang might be even more powerful than the innate masters. No matter how powerful Wang Le is, he will still be unable to survive alone!

"Brother Wang, leave this matter to me and let me find out. Is there anything else you want to explain?"

After thinking about it for a while, Chongtian Ba ​​thought it over clearly and asked Wang Le again, who was sitting opposite.

Wang Le shook his head without thinking too much and replied: "Master Ba just needs to find out these situations clearly. As for other things, let's talk about it when the boy needs it!"

Upon seeing this, Soong Tianba left the sofa and stood up, followed by Wang Le.

"In this case, I won't disturb your rest, brother. If anything happens, let's call him again." Chong Tianba walked around the coffee table and walked to Wang Le, holding his hand and saying goodbye.

"Okay, let's call." Wang Le shook Chong Tianba's hand, then pulled it out and said.

In this way, Wang Le walked Tianba to the elevator door before returning to the apartment. Then he stood by the window and looked downstairs.

A few minutes later, it wasn't until the shaved head and bloated Tongtianba sat in the black Mercedes-Benz car with a cane that Wang Le closed his eyes and pulled down the curtains.

At this time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Wang Le, who hadn't eaten for a whole day, didn't realize until Chong Tianba left that his stomach was already grumbling in protest of hunger.

Opening the refrigerator, it was filled with fresh ingredients. Wang Le randomly picked a few items and entered the kitchen.

It took half an hour for Wang Le to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour crucian carp and kelp and shredded pork soup for dinner.

After a lot of trouble, Wang Le finally filled his stomach to eighty cents full.

After a while, Wang Le cleaned up the kitchen, took a cold shower, turned off all the lights in the apartment, and then sat back on the sofa in the living room.

In the darkness, Wang Le was sitting on the sofa, silently lighting a cigarette, and the flickering fireworks illuminated his uncertain face. Sometimes he looked gentle and thoughtful, and sometimes his face was full of ferocity!

After retiring from the army, Wang Le, who has always been smooth sailing and high-spirited, encountered unprecedented challenges this time. He didn't know how many innate masters from the Hong family came to Hong Kong Island.

And before that, Wang Le really didn't expect that the Hong family would be so powerful. He couldn't imagine how this family could cultivate so many innate masters.

Doesn’t it mean that in the secular world, innate masters are as rare as the national treasure panda?

Is the moon in the United States really rounder than that in China?

Is the air in the United States really more nourishing than that in China?

There are so many innate masters popping up from the cracks in the rocks all at once. What on earth is going on in this world! ?

Wang Le, who was deep in thought, did not conceal the ups and downs of emotions deep in his heart, which were reflected on his face in the darkness.

Whenever he thought of so many innate masters in the Hong family, his scalp felt numb and tight.

The key is that it doesn’t matter, and it’s not the most important thing!

As an innate master, Wang Le believed that with a lot of effort, he could be destroyed even if he was seriously injured. Anyway, it was not the first time he was injured. The innate power in his body gave him full confidence that he could recover.

But the terrible thing is that Wang Le can't figure out how powerful Hong Burang, the head of the Hong family, is!

As for the idea that Hong Burang doesn't know kung fu, Wang Le is not that naive. He knows everything on his knees. If his personal force is not strong enough, can he sit in the position of the head of the Hong family? !

Wang Le even believed that Hong Burang was not only a master of kung fu, but also a martial arts realm that must surpass Xiantian. As for whether he was a yellow or black martial artist, or even an earthly martial artist, he couldn't be sure.

And this is what makes Wang Le very afraid!

Vaguely, Wang Le felt that Hong Burang's coming to Hong Kong Island this time was the Hong family's trump card against him!

You know, Wang Le is the murderer of Hong Burang’s son!

How can we not avenge the murder of our son? !

Without thinking, Wang Le knew that Hong Burang would definitely kill him to avenge his dead son Tom!

"It's so damn depressing. For the first time, I regret killing that damn Tom."

In the darkness, Wang Le pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray and sighed secretly.

This reminded Wang Le of an interesting thing the old guy said about "Journey to the West".

That is, Sun Monkey beat all the white-bone demons and vixens to death, but why didn't he kill the green bull demon, the golden-horned king, and the silver-horned king with a golden cudgel?

That's because the backstage of the young demon, the Golden Horned King and the Silver Horned King are Taishang Laojun!

"In the future, I really need to focus on my tactics when killing people. I can't kill indiscriminately anymore!"

Wang Le, who lit up his second cigarette and started smoking, muttered to himself with a slight frown on his brows.

As for whether he will really show off his tricks?

God knows if it will!

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Capital, Xiao Yuanfang's residence.

"Xiyan, just stay here with peace of mind, Lian Yayuan, don't go back yet."

Xiao Yuanfang, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, smiled and said to Mu Xiyan, who was sitting across the table.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Bizhi, who was sitting next to Mu Xiyan, held her hand and said, "I'm bored staying at home alone every day, so you can just keep me company."

Mu Xiyan glanced back and forth at the two elders with a worried look on her face, and then said, "Grandpa refuses to listen to my explanation. He misunderstands Wang Le too deeply."

Xiao Yuanfang looked at Mu Xiyan meaningfully and said, "Don't worry, the old leader is not confused yet. He will figure it out in two days."

"I hope so!"

Mu Xiyan's eyes were red, she lowered her head and murmured to herself

ps\u003e Three chapters were added yesterday.

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