He Has a Dragon

While the father and son were chatting, the servants below also brought the food to the glass coffee table in front of Wang Le. [Starter]

At the moment Wang Le was not polite enough to eat.

"Your boy eat slowly. No one is going to **** it." Xiao Yuanfang looked at Wang Le as a starving ghost, and he couldn't help laughing.

The two servants standing next to them were no strangers to the style of eating at home, and they all looked at them with a smile in their eyes.

After a while, the three dishes and one soup put on were swept away by Wang Le's gobble, and there was not even a **** left by the scum. The light was shining and it was clean and abnormal.

After seeing Wang Le finish eating, one of the two servants carried both the chopsticks and the other made a cup of tea for Wang Le before exiting the living room.

Wang Le took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table and lit it with a cigarette.

"The matter on Hong Kong Island is about to end as soon as possible." Xiao Yuanfang took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, sighed at them, and said slowly while wiping the glasses with a mirror cloth.

Wang Le spit out a smoke ring, watching the thick and round smoke ring floating in the air slowly spreading, and asked casually: "Are the officials coming in?"

Xiao Yuanfang put on reading glasses again, with a solemn expression on his resolute Guozi face, and replied: "Yes, the Hong family has already committed taboos when they come to Beijing to assassinate the old leaders. . "

I saw Wang Le leaning on the back of the sofa, a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and said, "This is also in line with your wishes. You can justify your involvement in Hong Kong Island affairs, and drive Hong family forces out of Hong Kong Island justly."

Xiao Yuanfang's eyes flashed with appreciation. He didn't talk, and some things didn't tell the truth.

At this time, Wang Le asked: "The big master in Lianyayuan, the boy heard from the old man, that only No. 1 knows the origin of the other party, is it true?"

"Eh!" Xiao Yuanfang first stunned and then nodded back: "Yes, now there are three such mysterious masters in the Red Wall who are responsible for the safety of No.1. As for the roots of these three people, except No.1, others No one, including me, knows. "

After a pause, Xiao Yuanfang continued: "This serious assassination incident last night was too sensitive, so at my request, No. 1 sent an exception to Lianyayuan to protect the safety of the old leader. Otherwise, These three will never leave No. 1. "

Hearing here, Wang Le nodded and said: "This time the Hong family's operation in Beijing failed, and it is impossible to make a comeback, so in the eyes of the boy, the storm has passed."

Xiao Yuan said, "Yes, after this failure, the Hong family must have already known that the road of assassination would not work, but we still have to take security measures, so the mysterious master will Sitting in Lianyayuan for a while. "

At this time, Wang Le was smashed into the mouth and said with a smile: "I really want to try the master's skills, but unfortunately there is injury on this body and I can't do it as expected."

Xiao Yuanfang couldn't help but glance at it, too lazy to take care of this topic. When the boy met a real master, he was a typical fighting madman! .

Immediately afterwards, the two exchanged some opinions and did not return to their rooms until about twelve o'clock.

There was no speech overnight. After Wang Le woke up the next morning, he could clearly feel that his internal injuries were much better, much more than his own estimated time, and he was surprised.

According to his estimates, the severity of the injury was far better than the internal injury suffered during the last encounter with Kirin. It was unexpected that the injury was faster than before.

If it continues like this, it would have required a one-month recovery period. Now it only takes half a month to fully heal the injury.

When Wang Le got out of the bedroom, he simply took a cough, went to the dining room to finish the prepared breakfast, and when he came to the living room, Xiao Yuanfang and Lulu were at work, school, and Ning Bizhi was not Know where to go.

After asking the people below, I knew that Ning Bizhi was going to the hospital for a physical examination.

When Wang Le saw this, he had to get out of the house and come to the small courtyard, where he felt the sun.

Nothing left and right, Wang Le called the fat man and told the other party that he was in Beijing, at least some days before he could return to Feicheng.

The fat man was numb to Wang Le, the shopkeeper who had shaken his hands, and had no complaints. After a few words of conversation, the call was ended.

At the same time, the second elder Hun Sen and his subordinate Bi Hao secretly left Huaxia through a channel, boarded a private jet parked in a neighboring Mongolian area of ​​Huaxia, and after all the bumps, finally returned to the rice country on the other side of the ocean, located in the San Francisco Hong family headquarters.

"Homeowner, this time you have been mistrusted, and you are disappointed."

In a magnificent villa, Hun Sen stood respectfully behind a tall man and said, bowing his head.

The man turned around and saw the head of the Hung family with his head full of hair. His face was soft, just like a well-known monk. To be more accurate, it was kind-hearted and kind-looking. The leader of this huge force.

"Second brother, you are injured." The owner frowned slightly, looking at Hong Sen.

Then the owner walked to the sofa to sit down, and also commanded Hun Sen: "Come and sit."

Hun Sen, with his head down, breathed a little sigh of relief, knowing that the owner didn't blame him, and now he obediently sat down on the sofa on the left side of the owner.

Immediately, the owner waved his hand, and the servants and subordinates in the living room retreated with interest, leaving only himself and Hun Sen.

"Anyway, what's going on." The owner looked at Hun Sen, who was sickly white, and asked indifferently.

Hun Sen smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, the words of the ancestors are right. The place in Huaxia is really a hidden dragon and a tiger, so don't peep!"

The owner didn't answer, just nodded slightly ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ let Hun Sen continue to talk.

At this time, Hun Sen coughed twice, took a paper towel and wiped it, leaving a mouthful of scarlet blood, which caused the owner's eyes to narrow slightly.

Hun Sen got up and put the paper towel in the ashtray on the coffee table, and then sat back again, and then sighed, "I'm dealing with my younger brother. I'm a young man in his twenties."

The owner murmured softly and murmured, "I'm so young, remember that you entered the martial arts instinct before you were almost forty years old."

Hun Sen sitting on the sofa nodded and said, "Twenties is already a master of martial arts. This person's future achievements in martial arts are unlimited."

After a pause, Hun Sen continued with some uncertainty: "During the fight with this person, the younger brother found out that he seemed to have been born by Noroko, but practiced ancient methods again, and was a little confused."

"Oh?" The owner said with interest: "Speak and listen."

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