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"I didn't expect that Brother Wang was so young that he had already achieved the innate nature of martial arts. Brother, I'm just a mistake."

After a while, Chongtianba shook his head and sighed, and at the same time he thought silently in his heart: "This kid was able to kill such a man as a gun in Hong Kong Island before, but now it can be explained."

At this time, Wang Le did not circle around the issue of being a congenital master, but returned to the topic with a serious expression and said, "At this time, the Hong family masters who came to Hong Kong Island, according to the estimate, there are no less than five innate masters. Otherwise, the Hong family would not have the strength to wipe out the five major families overnight!"

After a pause, Wang Le narrowed his eyes and flashed between the gaps, and continued: "Master Eighth Master, you all said that innate masters have only heard of them. I have never seen them before, so I know how rare such existence is. However, the Hong family sent so many innate masters at one time. If the head of the family came forward to command the command personally, do you think it is possible?"

"Uh!" Chongtianba finally believed Wang Le's analysis, and finally understood why the other party concealed his true identity and avoided his sharpness.

Because apart from so many innate masters, Hong Burang is a more powerful existence than innate masters. No matter how powerful Wang Le is, he is still a one-man!

"Brother Wang, I'll leave this matter to my brother to find out. Is there anything else to explain?"

As my thoughts changed, Chongtianba thought it through and asked Wang Le again.

Wang Le shook his head without thinking too much and replied, "The Eighth Master just needs to understand these situations clearly. As for other things, let's talk about them when the boy needs them!"

Seeing this, Chongtianba left the sofa and stood up, and Wang Le also stood up.

"Since that's the case, I won't bother you to rest. If there is anything, let's call again." Chongtianba walked around the coffee table and walked to Wang Le, held the other party's hand and said goodbye.

"Okay, contact me by phone." Wang Le shook Chongtianba's hand, then pulled out and said.

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

A few minutes later, until Chongtianba, who was shaved and bloated, sat in a black Mercedes-Benz car with a crutch, Wang Le closed his eyes and pulled down the curtains.

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

Wang Le, who hadn't eaten for a day, waited until Chongtianba left, and realized that his stomach was already rumbling about hunger protesting.

When he opened the refrigerator, it was filled with fresh ingredients. Wang Le picked a few of them and went into the kitchen.

After half an hour, Wang Le made a scrambled egg with tomatoes, sweet and sour crucian carp and shredded kelp for dinner.

After a storm of wind and clouds, Wang Le finally filled his stomach with eighty-point full...

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

In the darkness, Wang Le, who was sitting on the sofa, silently lit a cigarette. The flashing fireworks illuminated his face, sometimes gentle and meditative, sometimes full of ferocious and ferocious face!

After retiring from the army, Wang Le has always been smooth sailing and vigorously. This time he encountered unprecedented challenges. He didn't know how many innate masters of the Hong family came to Hong Kong Island.

And before this, Wang Le really did not expect that the Hong family would be so powerful that he could not imagine how this family could cultivate so many innate masters.

Isn’t it said that in the secular world, the rare innate masters are the same as the national treasure panda?

Is the moon in the United States really rounder than that in China?

Is the air in the United States really more caring than that in China?

So many innate masters popped up from the crack of the stone in an instant. What's wrong with this world?

Wang Le, who was in deep thought, showed his emotions in his face without any concealing his inner turbulent emotions in the darkness.

Whenever he thought of the Hong family’s so many innate masters, his scalp was numb.

The key is that it doesn’t matter, nor is it the most deadly thing!

As a congenital master, Wang Le believes that he can spend some effort, and at worst he can kill him even if he is seriously injured. Anyway, this is not the first time he has been injured. The innate power in his body gives him full confidence to recover.

But what's so bad is that Wang Le can't figure out how powerful Hong Bujie is!

As for the idea of ​​Hong Burang not knowing how to do Kung Fu, Wang Le has not been so naive yet. He can even use his knees to know that if his personal force is not strong enough, can he sit in the position of the head of the Hong family?!

Wang Le even believed that Hong Burang was not only a master of kung fu, but also his martial arts realm must surpass the innate level. As for whether it is the Yellow or Xuan level of martial arts, or even the Earth level, it is impossible to determine.

And this is exactly what makes Wang Le very afraid of!

In a vaguely, Wang Le felt that Hong would not allow him to come to Hong Kong Island this time, which was the Hong family’s trump card to deal with him!

You know, Wang Le is the murderer who killed Hong Buruan's son!

How can you not avenge the revenge of killing your son?!

Without thinking, Wang Le knew that Hong Burang would definitely kill him and avenge his dead son Tom!

"What a fucking depressing thing. I regret killing that damn Tom for the first time."

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

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

That is, Sun Wukong killed all the white bone spirits and vixen spirits. Why didn’t the Green Bull Demon, the Golden Horn King, the Silver Horn King kill him with a golden cudgel?

That's because the backstage of the young demon, the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King is Taishang Laojun!

"In the future, I have to put my tricks on the highlights and can't kill them any more!"

Wang Le, who was smoking the second cigarette, muttered to himself with a frown slightly.

As for whether you will really make the tricks brighter?

God knows if it will!

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The capital city, Xiao Yuanfang’s residence.

"Xiyan, just stay here with peace of mind. Lian Yayuan should not go back first."

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

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Bizhi, who was sitting next to Mu Xiyan, held the other party's hand and said, "I am bored staying alone every day, so you just treat it as accompaniment me."

Mu Xiyan looked back and forth with a worried look on her face, and then said, "Grandpa refused to listen to my explanation. He had a deep misunderstanding about Wang Le."

Xiao Yuanfang looked at Mu Xiyan meaningfully and said, "Don't worry, the old leader is not confused yet. He will figure it out after two days."

"I hope this is the case!"

Mu Xiyan's eyes were red, and she lowered her head and muttered to herself...
Chapter completed!