Nan Huaiyuan, who was sitting on the sofa at the main seat, looked at Zhao Quanhui deeply and said, "Xiaohui."

Zhao Quanhui was shocked and replied quickly: "Young man is here."

Nan Huaiyuan put down the teacup in his hand, touched his long white beard, looked at Zhao Quanhui with a smile, and said, "We have known each other for many years. With my understanding of you, since the son-in-law of the Mu family is against the Zhao family, I will definitely find out his details, so Xiaohui, what you said just now is a bit insincere."

Zhao Quanhui, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up instantly and bowed to Nan Huaiyuan and explained: "Xiaohui dared not be perfunctory to his seniors. In this Sijiu City, only the old man from the Mu family and the adoptive father of this man, Xiao Yuanfang, are the ones who know the true face of his. As for outsiders, they will always be separated by a layer of flowers in the fog."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Mike, who was sitting on the sofa at the last place, stood up and showed a sincere look to Nan Huaiyuan: "I have suffered the most from that little boy. These things are widely circulated in the entire Sijiucheng circle, so you don't need to doubt the hostility of my Zhao family towards this person."

After pausing, Zhao Mike's handsome mixed-blooded face showed resentment and said, "That little face is a troublemaker who came out of a remote village in Jiangnan. Later, he climbed up to the high branch of the Mu family and was so proud that he was arrogant. Other families, including younger generations, had suffered a great loss in his hands. What we hoped is that he would not die well."

Speaking of this, Zhao Mike respectfully bowed to Nan Huaiyuan and said, "Now my senior has come to this Sijiu City with the invincible power of wind and thunder. I hope you will uphold justice for us and teach that arrogant little face a lesson."

"Little White Face" everyone showed a strange look, and involuntarily labeled Wang Le, who had never met before.

At this time, when Nan Huaiyuan laughed loudly, he enjoyed the flattery that Zhao Mike slapped. He smiled and said, "Don't be too careful, I'm just kidding just now. There is no need to explain so much, just sit down and talk."

Zhao Quanhui and his son couldn't help but wiped their cold sweat secretly and let out a gentle breath. The two looked at each other silently, and Zhao Mike said intimately: "I finally fooled me."

After the father and son sat down, they saw Lu Xuan looking at Nan Huaiyuan and said, "Senior Nan, I always feel that Wang Le is unable to kill the fat hunchback. After all, the strength gap between the two sides is too big, and the possibility of a challenge above the level is too fantasy. The murderer must be someone else."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Xiaodou hummed and said, "Brother Lu, you can't say that. Although you fought with that Wang Le, it was determined that the other party's strength was also above yours, can you guarantee that he did not hide his strength at that time?"

"Uh" Lu Xuan frowned, wanting to refute but unable to provide evidence, and Dou Xiaodou is not something he can mess with, so he can only remain silent and stop talking.

At this time, Dou Xiaodou glanced at everyone and said, "We received the news that Fat Camel's Senior Brother was dead. It was about him fighting with Wang Le."

A glimmer flashed in Nan Huaiyuan's eyes and looked at Dou Xiaodou, because the other party had the most relevant information about the fat hunchback being killed.

Immediately, Dou Xiaodou continued: "It was a three-person melee at that time. In addition to Fat Turtle Senior Brother and Wang Le, there was also a thief wearing a mask who did not show his true face and was involved."

"Oh" Nan Huaiyuan was stunned, then looked at Zhao Quanhui and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhao Quanhui spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "I have been busy abroad these days, and I haven't had time to care about the things in Sijiu City."

Then Zhao Quanhui looked at Zhao Mike and asked in a pretentious manner: "Mike, you are all at home, have you heard of this?"

Zhao Mike nodded without hesitation and responded: "This happened in the suburbs of Beijing. I heard from people who have been to the scene that it was a big mess at that time."

After a pause, Zhao Mike said to Nan Huaiyuan: "The male thief stole Wang Le's brother-in-law's antique cultural relics, so the two sides argued. As for how the fat hunchback was involved, I don't know."

Nan Huaiyuan nodded and looked at Dou Xiaodou, signaling the other party to continue talking.

Dou Xiaodou nodded and continued, "The letter sent back to the Heavenly King Hall said that the martial arts cultivation of the three parties at that time was at least in the middle stage of the Xuan level. Wang Le and that male thief were only stronger than Fat Camel Brother."

"In the melee of the three, Fat Turtle Senior Brother finally escaped at the cost of serious injury. This shows that Wang Le had hidden his true strength in the fight with Junior Brother Lu."

"Uh" Lu Xuan's body froze, an incredible divine flashed in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "If all this is true, then this Wang Le is so deep that I didn't see it at all at the beginning. As Mr. Zhao said, "As soon as I saw the flowers in the fog, I saw a layer of flowers at the end."

Dou Xiaodou glanced at Lu Xuan with a hint of contempt. He typically regarded the other party as a fool, but in order to take care of this guy's face, he was lazy to scold him. After all, everyone should work together to do big things in the next days. If the relationship is too stiff, it will be bad for others and themselves.

As he thought about it, Dou Xiaodou continued to return to the topic and said: "So in addition to Wang Le, there is also the male thief who is most suspected."

After pausing, Dou Xiaodou smiled slightly and said, "As for the true identity of the male thief, our Tianwang Palace has launched a mandate to investigate. After all, the characters who can become the Xuan-level Martial Arts must not be ordinary people, so just investigate which martial arts Xuan-level masters have left the martial arts world in the past period of time, and then check them one by one. I believe there will always be a result."

Speaking of this, Dou Xiaodou's face darkened, and the topic changed, saying, "If we first break through Wang Le and prove that he was the murderer of the fat tumbler, then my Heavenly King Palace does not need to spend a lot of manpower and material resources in the martial arts world to investigate the unknown male thief. This is a great contribution. I hope everyone will help Dou Mou. Once it is successful, there will be a lot of rewards."

"Uh" Zhao Mike, who sat at the end, had no sense of existence at all, curled his lips secretly and said disdainfully: "You fucking say it, saying that there are many rewards, why don't you draw a lot of money? Is this money or something to give?"

Zhao Mike, who was present, became more and more dissatisfied and determined to be the role of Infernal Affairs. As for others, there were certainly some who disdain Dou Xiaodou, but they were just not afraid of Nan Huaiyuan's power.
Chapter completed!