He Has a Dragon

phone-reading

While chatting along the way, Wang Le drove a burgundy Hummer H3 behind the white Toyota Overlord Cross-country. He quickly left the city and drove toward the western suburbs along a national highway.

More than half an hour later, the Toyota Domineering SUV in front slowed down the national highway and drove into a compound with a scrapyard sign on the side of the road.

When Wang Le saw this, he also drove the car in. At the same time, he did not forget to smile at Jin Zhongxin who was sitting in the passenger seat and said: "Uncle Jin, you are brave enough. You live on the side of the road. You are not afraid of being caught." Did anyone find out?"

Jin Zhongxin laughed and replied: "There is certainly a reason for setting the gathering point here."

After a pause, Jin Zhongxin explained to him: "Behind the scrap station is a large wooded area, and a little beyond is the Zaohe River coming from the Qinling Mountains. Hey, do you understand?"

A look of surprise flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he nodded without asking any more questions. It was obvious that these people were all veterans of the martial arts world, and they were very thoughtful. They had already considered both advancement and retreat before settling on this place.

After stopping the car, Wang Le opened the car door and walked out with Jin Zhongxin. He took a quick look and saw that the entire scrap yard was the size of a football field, except for a few piles of scrap copper and iron, paper boxes, and soda. Apart from the bottles and the two off-road vehicles that just drove in, there was nothing else, and it seemed very empty.

An incandescent lamp with a low wattage was hung under the eaves of the two-story building in the scrap yard, constantly attracting mosquitoes to fly around and making a buzzing sound.

Wang Le, who was one step behind Jin Zhongxin, looked around once and then looked away at the driver who got off the Toyota Domineering Cross-country.

I saw that the other party was about the same age as Jin Zhongxin. He was not tall and thin, with a stooped figure. His dark face was full of wrinkles. He wore yellow rubber shoes, a white vest and black trousers. He was dressed like an old man in the countryside. He couldn't see it at all. It turns out that the other party is a gangster.

People cannot be judged by their appearance, and this person can vividly experience it.

"Old Yu. This is my nephew Wang Le, whom I told you before, whom I met in the capital." Jin Zhongxin introduced to the old man.

Wang Le, who was standing behind, took a step forward and greeted the other party respectfully: "Hello, Uncle Fish."

I saw Old Yu smiled honestly, hummed, and then said meaningfully: "Xiao Le, this time the lives of us immortals are all entrusted to you."

Wang Le didn't say anything modest, just smiled silently. He said yes.

"Jin Xiaodao, you are a good nephew. You can tell by his face that he is a man of deep fortune and great luck. We are sitting on the same boat with him.

Consider it smooth sailing. "

Old Yu looked at Wang Le's face carefully under the dusk light, then whispered with a satisfied smile.

Wang Le paused, and a strange look flashed across his face.

At this time, Jin Zhongxin smiled and explained to Wang Le: "For those in our field, studying and studying Feng Shui is a compulsory course, so we can also understand some aspects. Divination and other things, and your uncle Yu is even more proficient in this." .”

Wang Le nodded and joked: "Before Uncle Yu, there were three elders who said similar things about my appearance. It seems that even if my nephew lies in bed and does not work in this life, he will still be rich and prosperous! "

When Lao Yu and Jin Zhongxin heard Wang Le say such a witticism, they couldn't help laughing.

"There are a lot of mosquitoes outside. Let's go in first and talk later."

Old Yu said hello, and the three of them stopped chatting and walked into the house together.

Under the leadership of Lao Yu, Jin Zhongxin and Wang Le walked through the living room and climbed to the second floor from the narrow staircase at the back.

With a "dong dong" sound, Lao Yu knocked on the door on the left side of the second floor. I saw a tall, muscular man with short white hair, wearing blue pants, who opened the door from the inside, and a stream of air-conditioned cold air blew out from inside.

"When I hear the sound of cars in the yard, I know you are back. No, I just cut the watermelon."

The man greeted with a smile. While letting Wang Le and others who were standing outside into the house.

Under Jin Zhongxin's introduction, Wang Le knew that the gray-haired man's name was Li Er. Well, it was a very common name.

"What about the rest?"

When the four of them were blowing on the air conditioner and eating watermelon, Wang Le asked.

Jin Zhongxin threw the watermelon rind in his hand into the basin, then looked at Wang Le with a smile and replied: "Soldiers are more valuable than more elites. There are only four of us in our group, there will be no others." People join, and as for the other group, they have their own place to live, and they will come here to gather the day after tomorrow, and then they set off together to this destination."

Wang Le nodded to express his understanding, and then asked: "Where is Genghis Khan's tomb?"

Without waiting for Jin Zhongxin to answer, Old Yu smiled mysteriously and said, "Uncle can only tell you that Genghis Khan's tomb is not in China. As for where it is, we will know when the time comes."

Wang Le smiled slightly and did not ask any more questions, but he was muttering in his heart: "You are a thief who is too old to die. He is really cautious."

At this time, Li Er glared at Lao Yu carelessly and cursed: "What are you doing so neurotically? We are all one of our own, and Xiao Le is still a junior. What is there to keep secret? Besides, from today on, everyone will Sitting in the same boat, we are both prosperous and deprived of each other, what a petty person!"

Immediately, Li Er didn't wait for Lao Yu to refute, he looked at Wang Le and said with a smile: "Xiao Le, don't worry too much. Lao Yu has been deceived into bankruptcy before, so it's not easy to trust people."

"Uh!" Lao Yu's face suddenly dropped, and he retorted in a very depressed tone: "Li Er, you are a bitch! There is no pot that you can't open. How many years ago, old sesame seeds rotten millet?" Why are you bringing it up after all? You’re just trying to expose scars, isn’t that so immoral?!”

Before Li Er could speak, Jin Zhongxin quickly intervened and stopped him: "Stop arguing, you don't act like an elder in front of the juniors. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I'll be embarrassed for you!"

When Lao Yu and Li Er saw Jin Zhongxin speaking, they immediately turned off the fire. They each snorted, picked up the watermelon and started to chew on it.

At this time, Jin Zhongxin said: "Xiao Le's character, I, Jin Xiaodao, can vouch for it, and it is worthy of everyone's trust. Besides, if we can't be of the same mind, then the road ahead will be really difficult."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le took over the conversation at the right time and promised: "Uncle Yu, please rest assured that I, Wang Le, will never do anything like stabbing someone in the back. After all, I was born in the army. What I hate most in my life is betrayal!"

Seeing what Wang Le said, Lao Yu felt a little embarrassed and could only cover it up with a smile... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is My biggest motivation.)