He Has a Dragon

"I didn't expect Brother Wang to be so young, he has already achieved martial arts instinct. Brother, I just watched. (Starter)"

After a long while, Chongtian Ba ​​shook his head and sighed, while thinking silently in his heart: "This kid could kill such a person as a gun on Hong Kong Island before, and now it can be explained."

At this time, it was seen that Wang Le did not circle around on the issue that he was an innate master, but returned solemnly to the topic and said, "At this time, the Hong family master who came to Hong Kong Island, according to the following estimates, among them, the innate master is not less than Five people, otherwise, the Hong family would not have the power to annihilate the entire army of the Five Great Family members overnight! "

After a pause, Wang Le narrowed his eyes and blinked in the gap between his eyes, and continued, "Eight masters, you just said that innate masters have only heard of it. I have never seen it before, and I know how rare such an existence is, and Hong The family sent so many innate masters at once. Wouldn't it be possible if the owner did not come in person to command?

"Eh!" Chongtian Ba ​​finally believed in Wang Le's analysis, and finally understood why the other party covered up his true identity and avoided its sharp edge.

Because in addition to so many congenital masters, it is impossible to make that Hong Hongren more powerful than the congenital masters. Even if Wang Le is more powerful, it is difficult to support alone!

"Brother Wang, I'll leave it to my brother to find out. Is there anything else to confess?"

After thinking about it, after thinking so clearly, he asked Wang Le, who was sitting opposite him again.

Wang Le shook his head without thinking, and replied: "Bai Ye only needs to figure out these situations and it will become, as for other things, wait until the boy needs it!"

Seeing this, he left the sofa and stood up, and Wang Le followed.

"In this case, then I won't bother you, you rest. If there is anything, let's call again." Chongtianba walked around the coffee table to Wang Le, and said goodbye by holding the other's hand.

"Okay, phone." Wang Le shook his hand, and then said.

In this way, Wang Le sent Soaring Eight to the elevator door before returning to the apartment, then stood by the window and looked downstairs.

A few minutes later, Wang Le closed his eyes and pulled down the curtains until he shaved his head and was so bloated and sobbing into the black Mercedes-Benz car with his walking stick.

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

Wang Le, who hadn't eaten for a day, waited until Chongtian Ba ​​left, only to realize that his stomach was already murmuring in hunger protests.

Opening the refrigerator, it was full of fresh ingredients, and Wang Le picked a few things and went into the kitchen.

After spending half an hour, Wang Le made it easy to prepare a scrambled egg with tomatoes, sweet and sour catfish and kelp pork soup for dinner.

After a storm, Wang Le finally filled his stomach with a full stomach

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

In the darkness, Wang Le, who was sitting on the sofa, lit a cigarette in silence, and the flickering fireworks illuminated his shady complexion, sometimes mildly contemplative, and sometimes full of sullen air!

After retiring from the army, Wang Le, who has been sailing smoothly and energetically, has encountered unprecedented challenges this time. He does not know how many congenital masters of the Hong family came to Hong Kong Island.

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

Doesn't it mean that in the common world, congenital masters are as scarce as national treasure pandas?

Is the moon in the rice country really rounder than Huaxia?

Is the air in the rice country really more supportive than Huaxia?

Even so many innate masters popped out of the cracks in the stone all of a sudden, what happened in this world! ?

Wang Le, in deep thought, in the dark, did not hide his undulating emotions deep in his heart.

When he thought of so many congenital masters in the Hong family, this scalp was tight.

The point is that it doesn't matter, nor is it the most terrible!

Innate masters, Wang Le believes that he has spent a lot of effort, and he can be destroyed by a serious injury. Anyway, he is not the first time to be injured. The innate power in his body gives him full confidence to recover.

But terribly, the head of the Hong family, Hong, did not let the power be so powerful, Wang Le couldn't figure it out!

As for the idea that Hong wouldn't let the effort go, Wang Le wasn't so naive. He knew with his knees that if his personal force wasn't strong enough, could he take the position of Hong's homeowner? !!

Wang Le even thought that Hong's refusal was not only a master of martial arts, but also that the martial arts realm transcended innateness. As for the martial arts yellow or xuan, and even the ground, it was impossible to determine.

And this is exactly what makes Wang Le very afraid!

Vaguely, Wang Le felt Hong was not allowed to come to Hong Kong Island this time, and it was the Hong family who dealt with his own killer!

You know, Wang Le was the murderer who killed Hong and did not let his son!

Can't report the revenge of the murderer? !!

Don't think about it, Wang Le knew that Hong would not let himself kill him and take revenge on his dead son, Tom!

"It's so damn-depressing, for the first time, Grandpa regrets killing that **** Tom."

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

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

That is what Monkey Monkey killed the bones and foxes. Why did the green bull demon, the king of gold horns and the king of silver horns kill the killer with a golden hoop stick?

That's because the young demon, the king of golden horns and the king of silver horns are too old in the background!

"In the future, I really have to highlight the tricks, and I can't kill them anymore!"

Wang Le, smoking a second cigarette, murmured to himself with a slightly frown.

As for whether the trick is really bright?

God knows!

Beijing ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Xiao Yuanfang's residence.

"Xiyan, stay here with peace of mind. Lian Yayuan shouldn't go back first."

Xiao Yuanfang, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, said with a smile to Mu Xiyan, who was sitting next to the table.

As soon as the words fell, Ning Bizhi, who was sitting next to Mu Xiyan, held each other's hand and followed, "I am bored at home every day, so you should be with me."

Seeing Mu Xiyan's anxious expression, he glanced back and forth at the second old man, and then said, "Grandpa refused to listen to my explanation. He misunderstood Wang Le too far.

Xiao Yuanfang took a meaningful look at Mu Xiyan and said, "Relax, the old leader has not been confused. After two days, he will want to understand."

"I hope so!"

Mu Xiyan's eyes were red, and he bowed his head and mumbled to himself.

ps> Three chapters were added yesterday.

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