He Has a Dragon

When Wang Le left the Triumph Club, he did not follow the ambulance to the hospital. He just gave Wu Liang a few words before getting in the car. Baidu Search Geili Literature Network

Because the most important thing for him right now is to focus on recuperating from his injuries so that he can return to his peak condition.

So in order to let Wu Liang have someone to take care of him in the capital, he called his brother-in-law Mu Xihu and told him to take care of Wu Liang's daily life while he was in the hospital.

In addition, Mu Xihu had worked in Jiangnan for a period of time and had dealt with people like Fatty and Wu Liang in Wang Le's circle of friends, so he accepted the task without hesitation.

After arranging things, Wang Le left the Triumph Club with his Q7 driver's license and headed home.

After the incident, what happened at the Triumph Senior Club spread throughout the upper circles of the entire Forty-Nine City without exception.

Nowadays, everyone is numb to the topics Wang Le keeps creating, and no longer make as much fuss as before.

Because many things that people dare not do or even understand happen to Wang Le, they will eventually become normal and taken for granted.

"Chen Huazhang did too many lawless and shabby things in the capital, which made people angry. The Chen family had no choice but to send him away from the capital to avoid the limelight. I didn't expect that this time he would come back with the same deadly virtue. The result was good, no matter who I hit, I severely injured the pretty boy’s friend from his hometown in Jiangnan. I really fulfilled the saying that if you come out to fool around, you will have to pay back sooner or later, what a retribution in this world!"

"Evil people need to be punished by evil people. Looking at the entire Sijiu City, only the scourge of the pretty boy dares to teach Chen Huazhang a lesson. If it were anyone else, no one would have the guts to offend the Chen family."

"Let's see. Ever since the pretty boy broke almost all the bones in Chen Huazhang's body last night, even now, the Chen family doesn't dare to let out a fart."

"The Mu family and Boss Xiao are standing behind the pretty boy. In addition, he took advantage of what happened last night. The Chen family can only pinch their noses and admit defeat. There is no reason to cause trouble for the pretty boy."

"In the final analysis, the pretty boy's own strength is strong enough, which makes the Chen family avoid jumping out."

"Besides, the five major aristocratic families in the capital, including the Chen family, are all indebted to the handsome boy. If he hadn't wiped out the Hong family's power in Hong Kong Island, where would the five major aristocratic families have obtained huge benefits? The family may make a comeback in the future, and without the incomparable pretty boy in charge, the five major aristocratic families in the capital will end up being cannon fodder on Hong Kong Island!"

Although people living in upper-class circles,

We have long been accustomed to Wang Le's ability to cause trouble, but it is inevitable to speculate and analyze. After all, the young master Wang is fighting a direct descendant of the Chen family, not some insignificant person.

Of course, in the eyes of a truly conscientious person, beating Chen Huazhang of the Chen family is really not a big deal as long as no one is killed. The main thing is that Wang Le beat up two powerful masters by the way, and this is the key.

Unexpectedly, the masters inside the red wall, like the Chen family, kept silent in a tacit understanding, and no one dared to come and cause trouble for Wang Le.

In the capital city, the courtyard is deep inside the red wall. In an ordinary courtyard near the southwest corner, there are lush flowers and trees, making it look very peaceful.

In the living room of the main house in the courtyard, more than ten people are sitting on wooden chairs on both sides. In the two main rosewood Taishi chairs in the middle, each sits a middle-aged man of about forty years old, one fat and one thin, contrasting with each other. Interesting.

"Luo Junyan and Li Qiang brought their own faults. Their skills were inferior to others, and they deserved to be beaten."

Li Mubai, who was sitting in the wooden chair on the left hand side, had already put away his usual playful smile and said extremely seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Ruixiong, who was sitting next to Li Mubai, agreed: "The conflict that occurred at the Triumph Club last night has been found out. That is, Luo Junyan took the initiative to provoke Huang Daqian on the pretext that Wang Le was injured, so I I think we shouldn’t take action against Wang Le!”

At this time, a man in his thirties sitting opposite had a gloomy face and retorted in a mocking tone: "Isn't it because of Ji Yangzi that you defend Wang Le so much? Don't think that we are all fools. No one I know that this young man and Ji Yangzi are related as ancestors and grandsons."

After a moment, Li Mubai stood up, pointed at the other party with an angry look and responded: "Huang Xiang, the relationship between Wang Le and my junior uncle and Luo Junyan's provocation last night are two different things. What Senior Brother Zhuang and I are talking about is Facts! Don’t change the concept secretly and try to accuse us of being crooked."

"Aren't your butts sitting crooked?" Huang Xiang asked with a sneer.

Just as Li Mubai continued to retort, the thin, unsmiling, short-haired middle-aged man sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the center commanded calmly: "Mu Bai, sit down!"

"Uh!" Li Mubai stiffened, then pursed his lips and sat back on the chair without speaking.

Then he saw this skinny man looking at the big fat man sitting in the Grand Master's chair next to him. He weighed at least two hundred pounds and looked like Hong Kong star Sammo Hung. He said in a lukewarm way: "Fat hunchback, your man." Putting aside the provocation, as a martial artist, since you have lost, there is no need to continue to struggle with a junior to the death!"

After a pause, a look of displeasure appeared on the skinny man's face, and he asked again: "Is it possible that you still want to send people to continue to find that junior named Wang Le to compete with each other, and start a wheel battle until the opponent is defeated? Did you say this?"

At this time, I saw the fat hunchback's round face, his eyes narrowed to a slit, and he replied with a smile: "Jiang Chao, you really know me best, yes, I'm correct." We have this plan!”

Immediately, the fat hunchback didn't wait for Jiang Chao, whose face turned completely gloomy, to speak, and continued with a smile: "As a martial artist, it is common to compete in martial arts, and it will not hurt your life. Brother Jiang, just relax, Besides, I also want to help Senior Ji Yangzi train his grandson."

Jiang Chao frowned, then relaxed, looked at the fat hunchback with a half-smile, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that Senior Ji Yangzi will cause trouble for you after he comes out of seclusion?"

"Uh!" The fat hunchback's expression changed, and then returned to normal. He smiled and replied: "Of course some of my elders will follow after that."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mubai snorted coldly and stared at the fat hunchback, but he didn't open his mouth and said a word!

Because Li Mubai knew that he was far from the fat hunchback's opponent. After all, this big fat man was a master in the middle stage of the Xuanxuan level of martial arts!

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