The night wind was stirring, and the empty roads covered with French sycamore trees were covered with large yellow leaves of French sycamore leaves. The wine-red Hummers galloped past to bring the leaves along the road, flying and fluttering under the dim street lights, making noises non-stop.

When Wang Le drove a burgundy Hummer to the agreed open-air parking lot, a black Bentley in front flashed its headlights.

Seeing this, Wang Le drove the car over and parked next to the black Bentley without hesitation.

As soon as he parked the car, he saw Zhao Mike, wearing a black windbreaker, got out of the Bentley car and walked to the door of the Hummer co-pilot.

"Bang"

The car door opened and closed, and Zhao Mike sat in the passenger seat.

"Thanks."

Zhao Mike took the cigarette handed over by Wang Le in the driver's seat, lit it with a fire, and said with a smile.

"Brother Zhao is looking for me, to be honest, it's a bit unexpected." Wang Le blew a smoke ring, and didn't look at Zhao Mike. He said slowly with a smile on his own, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

Seeing Zhao Mike shrugging his shoulders, he said frankly, "Because a bad guy came to this Sijiu City, I am afraid that something will happen sooner or later to involve the Zhao family, so I want them to get out early."

After a pause, Zhao Mike looked at Wang Le, who was sitting next to him smoking silently, put away the smile on his face and said in a deep voice: "And those who have the ability to drive them away, looking at Sijiu City, only Brother Wang, can you."

"Oh" Wang Le stared at Zhao Mike and asked without comment: "What does this have to do with me?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Mike's face again, and a touch of playfulness appeared and responded: "Of course it's related. They came to Sijiu City this time to come to you, Brother Wang."

Before Wang Le asked, Zhao Mike said softly: "The death of Fat Camel is related to Brother Wang or not now. Those people will look for you. One of them is a fellow disciple of Fat Camel. He wants to treat you as a whetstone on the road to training."

"What a big tone of whetstone." Wang Le paused and then returned to nature, and said with a soft smile.

Immediately, Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Last time someone wanted to use Xiaoxia as a whetstone. Later, in the Battle of the Forbidden City, Brother Zhao was also present, and probably saw the final result."

After a pause, Wang Le continued quietly: "That battle was finally not hurting people's lives, because it was not an enemy relationship with him. It would be fine to treat it as a so-called whetstone. Hehe, I didn't expect that now I would be a whetstone again. This man really took the courage of the bear heart and leopard, and thought he had lived enough."

At this time, Zhao Mike, who was sitting next to him, could clearly feel the faint murderous intent on Wang Le.

"That funny guy really thinks he has lived enough." Zhao Mike shivered and muttered silently in his heart.

At this time, there was no need for Zhao Mike to lobby, and Wang Le had already made a murderous intent.

Because Wang Le has never been a fool, Zhao Mike revealed the case of fat hunch being killed, and then someone from the martial arts world investigated this matter. Young Master Wang knew that he could not escape, and the conflict would inevitably be inevitable

Moreover, when Wang Le killed the fat hunchback, he had expected such trouble to occur, so he seemed very calm from beginning to end, and did not seem surprised and uneasy about it.

At this moment, Zhao Mike suppressed his thoughts and warned Wang Le solemnly: "Brother Wang, if I read it correctly, there is an old Taoist priest named Nan Huaiyuan among the people who are the most powerful. Be careful of this person and never be careless."

Wang Le frowned, and a haze suddenly enveloped his heart, and a bad feeling was felt. His vigilance increased greatly.

You should know that Fat Turtle's martial arts cultivation is already only a short distance from the late stage of the Xuan level. Since he was killed, the people sent to investigate this incident must be even more powerful. His martial arts cultivation level is only high or low. Otherwise, finding out that Wang Le would be only a life-saving life.

"The person who comes is not kind will not come. This time, I may say that I will meet a master of the martial arts level again." Wang Le thought with some worries in his heart.

During the grave relocation incident in Lefang, the old white-haired man who had been killed by the fresh human skin left by his mother Wang Xiaodie, based on Wang Le's inference that his martial arts cultivation is the strength of the earth level, and his aura was vaguely stronger than his grandfather Jiyang, and his martial arts cultivation should also be higher.

When the two fought, Wang Le was obviously inferior to the opponent.

Of course, Wang Le did not use the killer weapon of the Dragon Hidden supernatural power when fighting with the white-haired old man. Otherwise, even if he was defeated, he would be able to escape unsuccessfully even if he lost.

"I hope that the cultivation level of the old Taoist whom I have never met is closely at the early stage of the Earth level. If it is in the late stage, I can only leave thirty-six strategies as the best strategy, and I will run away again."

Thinking of this, Wang Le's heart moved, and suddenly he thought of when he was dating and shopping with his wife during the day, the other party even joked that he had a new nickname in the circle recently called Wang Paopuo.

"Wang Paopao, I'll take it aside." Wang Le showed a hint of laughter and cried, and cursed in his heart.

When he learned about this nickname from his wife, he really wanted to find out which guy gave him such a dirty nickname, and then beat him up.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Mike couldn't help asking speechlessly when he saw Wang Le's nervous smile.

At this moment, in Zhao Mike's opinion, anyone who encounters such an extremely difficult situation will be frowning. If you are pretending to be arrogant, you should even act indifferently.

But Wang Le laughed at this time. If it weren't for nervousness, what else would it be

Then Wang Le waved his hand and replied in a joking tone: "I'm not thinking that if I can't beat those people, I'm forced to do it, and I can only play missing and escape first like before. Then I remembered during the day, Xiyan said that I recently had a nickname called Wang Paopuo, it's true."

Halfway through the conversation, Wang Le was too lazy to say it. After all, it was not a glorious thing that he was given such a nickname.

"Wang Paopao" Zhao Mike looked strange. He did hear someone mentioned it to him by friends in the circle, but it was something that happened in the past few days.

Immediately, Zhao Mike gave Wang Le a thumbs up and said, "Brother Wang is not afraid of danger, so I am convinced."
Chapter completed!