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When Su Zhendong told the old guy in detail about Wang Le secretly treating Su Yang, the old guy raised his eyebrows and murmured: "Wang Le can cure this strange disease. It seems that the incurable old wounds in the snake's body are really cured by this kid. [Ran^Wen^Book Library]"

Su Zhendong nodded and said, "Wang Le's method may not be a medical skill after my analysis. It is mysterious and weird. My grandson's condition has improved a lot after Wang Le's treatment these days. Let's see if Wang Le is willing to continue treating him."

After hearing Su Zhendong's words, the old guy couldn't help but pace back and forth, falling into deep thought. After two or three minutes, he said, "Since he is willing to treat the half-brother, it seems that his killing is still within the controllable range, which really makes me a little surprised."

Looking at the surprise on the old guy's face, Su Zhendong frowned and asked, "Is it really that serious?"

The old guy nodded, and did not say in detail, but simply said: "He is a person who is in the way of killing. He has killed too many people in a short period of time, and has taken too fast and has not stabilized his mind in time. This has made the murderous spirit in his heart soaring. It is difficult to control it in the army. I didn't expect that after these two or three years, he can sharpen the murderous spirit in his heart a lot. It's really not simple."

After saying that, the old guy smiled again and said, "I didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity to leave the army and enter the city. I can't help but look forward to the showdown that will begin."

At this time, Su Zhendong finally couldn't help asking the biggest purpose of coming here today: "Who can win the two of them?"

The old guy who was walking paused paused, stopped, turned around and looked at Su Zhendong, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, and said meaningfully: "It depends on whether the throne is willing to use methods I have never known."

Su Zhendong couldn't help but think about it. According to this, Wang Le still had a trump card hidden in his hand that even the old guy didn't know, but Wang Le was cultivated by the other party. It can be said that he knew the truth. How could he have any means of not knowing it?

Suddenly, Su Zhendong thought of the old man's words that Wang Le had an opportunity during the period when he returned to the city. Could it be this? Otherwise, the old man would not be surprised that Wang Le had the means to cure Su Yang's strange disease.

"Let's go and accompany me to see the old friends who are still alive."

Just when Su Zhendong was in a state of mind, the old guy said with a smile, walking out of the yard, making Su Zhendong able to clean up his mind and follow the other party to visit the old comrades.

At the same time, Wang Le was already driving on the highway to Beijing.

In the sound of domestic rock music in the 1990s, Wang Le couldn't calm down at all.

For this duel, he had already adjusted himself to his best condition.

During the previous trip to Hong Kong Island, because Tom transferred the sniper king from the United States had not yet appeared, it did not pose a serious threat to Wang Le. Therefore, this trip to Hong Kong Island was just an irrelevant warm-up for Wang Le, and this was also a regret for Wang Le. He always felt that he and the sniper king would meet again!

There was nothing to say all the way. At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Le's car finally entered the capital.

Wang Le did not call Mu Xiyan, nor did he go to Lianyayuan, but went directly to Xiao Yuanfang's home.

When Wang Le just entered the yard, he saw that he was still a little thin. Now that he was gradually bloated, Ning Bizhi was walking back and forth in the yard with her waist on her hands.

"Xiaole, have you just returned to Feicheng? Why did you come to Beijing so soon?" Ning Bizhi asked with some surprise.

Wang Le smiled and said, "I'm here to see my younger brother and sister."

Ning Bizhi couldn't help but roll her eyes to Wang Le and said, "It's still early, why are you yelling?"

Then Ning Bizhi led Wang Le into the room, and then ordered the people below to make tea and bring it up.

After Wang Le took the tea and drank it, Ning Bizhi said, "Xiaole, I'm talking to you about something."

Wang Le brows moved, put the teacup back on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa, and asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

Ning Bizhi glanced at Wang Le and then replied slowly: "I asked someone to inquire about your mother before, but I didn't expect someone to contact me recently. He wanted to worship your mother."

"Oh? Who is it?" Wang Le asked with a frown.

"That person is your mother's old classmate at Peking University, named Yu Weicheng. She happened to be back from the United States recently. When she visited some classmates and teachers at Peking University, she knew that I was asking about your mother a few days ago, so she asked someone to find me and wanted to go to Jiangnan to worship your mother." Ning Bizhi explained to Wang Le.

Without waiting for Wang Le to reply, Ning Bizhi showed a strange look on her face: "Your mother seemed to have quite a lot of suitors back then. I didn't expect that today many years later, there would be people who would not forget it. This shows that she is a talented and beautiful woman."

There is a reason for Ning Bizhi to say this. Some time ago, because of Wang Le's entrustment, she learned about Wang Xiaodie's situation when she was studying at Beijing University. Later, when she learned that Su Yunping and Mu Zhengnan turned against each other for a woman, and this woman was Wang Le's mother, she felt that a woman could do it enough to be proud.

Unexpectedly, I encountered something that Yu Weicheng wanted to worship Wang Xiaodie recently. I admire this woman even more. At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in secret that beauty was not a fate. If she was still alive, she would definitely be a not simple person.

"When he goes to Jiangnan, I will take him to worship his mother." Wang Le showed sadness and said to Ning Bizhi.

Ning Bizhi nodded and said, "Okay, I will give him your contact information."

Then Ning Bizhi saw that Wang Le's face was a little melancholy, and then opened the topic and said, "You are driving all the way to Beijing again, aren't you?"

Wang Leqiang smiled and nodded, "I'm used to driving."

Ning Bizhi muttered helplessly: "I really don't understand you. From Feicheng to Beijing, it's not a plane or a train. Why do you have to be so tired?"

"Uh!" Of course, Wang Le didn't say that he was afraid of taking a plane last time, and he had flight phobia or something, so he had to laugh and stood up and said, "When you said that, my son was really tired and had to lie in the house for a while."

After saying that, Wang Le walked towards his bedroom. Ning Bizhi, who was sitting on the sofa, hurriedly said, "Don't sleep too hard, you will have to finish your meal later."

"I know."
Chapter completed!