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Hong Xu left the sofa and stood up, walked to the bar, took the wine bottle from Black, and poured it into his mouth.

After taking several sips of wine, Hong Xu's bones raised, his face was pale and dark, and his eyes were also a little scarlet.

Today, he was really frightened!

Well, a frightened rabbit!

At this moment, Black murmured: "Is this the legendary Chinese Kung Fu?"

Hong Xu's black eyes flashed with a flash of light and he slowly replied: "He is a real master!"

After a pause, Hong Xu took another sip of wine and continued: "I regret coming to Hong Kong Island this time."

Black nodded and said, "Andy, too, I regret coming to Hong Kong Island. This is a nightmare, more terrifying than the battlefield!"

Then, Black looked hesitant on his face and asked, "What should I do about Tom?"

Hong Xu didn't know how to answer for a moment and fell into silence because Tom is the current head of the Hong family, which is his favorite youngest son of Brother Hong Xu. If he just ran back to the United States in shame, he would not be able to give the head a satisfactory answer, and his life in the family would be difficult in the future.

But thinking of Wang Le's previous warning, thinking about the more than a dozen lives in the basement, revealing the shocking methods of this young man's unpredictable ghost and gods, and it made Hong Xu fall into a battle between heaven and man.

After a while, life is more important than anything else, and living is the most important thing to occupy Hong Xu's dominant thought.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Now that Tom's disappearance has exceeded the scope we can handle. Today we will go back to the United States!"

Then, Hong Xu sneered: "If my elder brother is not satisfied, let him avenge his son himself!"

Black was stunned. What Hong Xu said suddenly made him think that the head of the Hong family was not an ordinary person. Just last year, when the head of the Hong family was assassinated by a hostile force, he could actually avoid the killer's bullets. Just like Wang Le, a young man, he had a mysterious Chinese Kung Fu.

Thinking of this, Black couldn't help but ask Hongxu curiously: "Andy, I heard that the head of the family is also a master of Chinese Kung Fu, why aren't you?"

Hong Xu paused, looked at Black, thought for a while before saying, "Although everyone can learn Chinese kung fu, if you want to become a master, it depends on talent and perseverance."

Speaking of this, Hong Xu shook his head helplessly and said, "It's a pity that I don't have such talent."

"The head of the family once avoided the killer's bullets, so is he as powerful as the young man Wang Le?"

Black showed an interest. Now in his eyes, Chinese Kung Fu was too magical and too mysterious, so he could suppress the fear in his heart and asked Hong Xu.

Hong Xu did not comment, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't know that since childhood, the head of the family has been lonely, and he rarely shows his skills. Just like my father, they all have a mysterious halo on them."

Black nodded silently. To the Hong family, the huge family, he was just an inconspicuous subordinate, and of course he knew very little about the internal affairs of the Hong family.

Today, Hong Xu should have been uneasy and revealed this secret. He would always keep silent.

"What should I do if those fifteen lives?"

Thinking that there were too many people who died this time and they could not be exposed, otherwise they would be troubled. Black was really a little troubled and looked at Hong Xu and asked.

Hong Xu smiled and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I'll let you deal with it before returning to the United States together."

He paused and murmured in a low voice: "I never want to come to this ghost place in Hong Kong Island again."

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After returning to Wu Xingwen's house, the three of them first washed and changed into clean clothes, and then asked the servants at home to get some food.

At the dining table, Wu Xingwen and Baye were both unsavory, especially Wu Xingwen wanted to vomit when he saw the dishes on the table.

Only Wang Le ate with relish, which made the two old guys speechless.

Seeing Wang Le's voracious look, Wu Xingwen couldn't help but feel a little dazed. The horrible and bloody scene he had experienced before seemed to have never happened before, it was just a dream.

Just when the two old guys were thinking differently, Wang Le, who swept away the dishes on the table, put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up a towel and wiped his mouth, and then said, "Brother, although I have warned the Hong family not to cause trouble, for the sake of safety, you and the Eighth Master should go to the capital to stay for a while before talking."

Wu Xingwen nodded. If Wang Le hadn't come to Hong Kong Island in person this time, he and the eighth brother would have been in danger in the end.

The Eighth Master, who was sitting opposite Wang Le, sighed and said, "Brother Wang, when you arrive in the mainland, you will be responsible for your care."

Wang Le smiled and said, "Master Ba, what are you talking about? We are all our own people. When we arrive in the mainland, I, Wang Le, promise that you will live more nourishing than Hong Kong Island."

After a pause, Wang Le joked with a hint of teasing: "Brother has built a resort villa hotel in Shuiqing. The air there is much better than that in Hong Kong Island. If you stay there, I, Wang Le, can at least guarantee that you can live for thirty or fifty years more than you can stay in Hong Kong Island."

The Eighth Master laughed and said, "Old Wu, remember to set aside the best place for me for me, so that I can reunite with my family who I haven't seen for many years and enjoy the joy of family."

Suddenly, the three people at the dining table laughed loudly. Wang Le was happy for the two old brothers, and the two old brothers were very grateful for the remnant of the disaster.

In this way, after dinner, the three of them rested for a while, then took a car to Hong Kong Island Airport, rushing the last flight to Beijing today.

"Brother, don't you go with us?"

In the lobby of Hong Kong Island Airport, Eighth Master looked at Wang Le with some confusion and asked.

Wu Xingwen's face changed and he said to Wang Le: "Brother, you are going to kill someone and shoot him back, right?"

"Uh!" Three black lines appeared on Wang Le's forehead. It seemed that the eldest brother was really frightened today and had the impression of being bloodthirsty and killing himself.

"Brother, you misunderstood. I really want to fight back." Wang Le replied awkwardly.

Wu Xingwen was a little disbelief and confused. The eighth master next to him couldn't help asking, "Then why didn't you go back to the capital with us?"

When Wang Le saw him laughing, he said embarrassedly: "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say it. I'm afraid of taking a plane."

"Afraid of taking a plane?"

Wu Xingwen and Ba Ye almost fell to the ground, and they were completely stupid. They didn't expect that killing someone would be like killing a little chicken, Brother Wang would be afraid of taking a plane!
Chapter completed!