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Chapter 980

readx;Just when Tong Monkey and the big masters were in panic, Wang Le had already left the red wall early and returned to his residence along the same route. Please see!

Most of this effort was spent on the road, and it only took a few minutes to get rid of the fat hunchback.

As for the three corpses contained in the Dharma Eye space, including the fat hunch, Wang Le did not rush to deal with them as soon as possible, because the continuous martial arts struggles this day had caused a considerable burden on his body, and the injuries in his body had not been completely healed.

So Wang Le decided to come back first and take a good rest to be safe. Anyway, the attack plan tonight has been successfully completed.

As for the next step, according to previous practice, the three bodies stored in the Dharma Eye space were thrown into a garbage incinerator near the suburbs of Beijing, which was insignificant.

After taking a cold shower and changing into clean clothes, Wang Le threw himself on the bed and fell asleep because he was so tired that he was the most important thing to restore his own state at this moment.

There was nothing to say all night. When the new day starts from the early morning, Wang Le, who had recovered, felt refreshed.

When Wang Le came to the yard, Xiao Yuanfang, as before, used his military fists to strengthen his body and keep himself full of energy to cope with the busy work of the next day.

Of course, Wang Le occasionally treated him and injected some innate power. Otherwise, Xiao Yuanfang would not be more and more energetic now, with the state of a new bud in his old tree, and his mental state was surprisingly good.

After playing military fist for a while, Xiao Yuanfang took the white towel handed over by Wang Le, and while supporting the housekeeper next to him, he asked casually, "Has the matter been resolved?"

I saw Wang Le’s face as plain as water, and he nodded and replied, “It’s OK.”

Obviously, after Xiao Yuanfang talked with Wang Le in the study last night and said something that this person could not keep. He knew that with his adopted son's character, he would never leave trouble until the sun rose the next day, so he asked this question.

Sure enough, unless Xiao Yuanfang expected, Wang Le did solve the problem of Fat Camel before dawn and without any flaws.

Otherwise, Wang Le would not have any leisure time. He got up early in the morning to watch him performing military fists.

"It's fine if you're done."

As my thoughts changed, Xiao Yuanfang wiped the sweat on his face with a white towel, and replied lightly.

After a pause, Xiao Yuanfang said again, "I guess if I go to the office later, a report will be delivered to my office."

Wang Le smiled softly and said quietly, "I can't see anyone in my life, and I can't see a corpse when I die. No matter how much the report I sent to your old table, it's just empty words."

"Uh!" Xiao Yuanfang's body stiffened, then rolled his eyes at Wang Le, lowered his voice in anger and said, "Looking at the 49th city, and even the entire China, no one is better than you. Whoever provokes you will be the birthday boy, and he will be hanged, and he will be long-lasting!"

After saying that, without waiting for Wang Le to reply, Xiao Yuanfang threw the white towel into the other party's hand, then turned around and walked straight into the room.

Seeing this, Wang Le showed a silent smile on his face, then followed Xiao Yuanfang's footsteps, entered the room, and went to the dining room for a meal...

There is no wall in the world that is not leaking. When Wang Le and Xiao Yuanfang were having breakfast, the death of the fat tumbler spread through various channels, becoming the number one topic before and after breakfast in the upper circle of Sijiucheng.

"I just had a battle with the young man in the suburbs of Beijing yesterday, but I didn't die at the hands of this pervert. When I returned, I died inexplicably and the human body disappeared."

"Wang Le is cruel and cruel, and he will revenge his grudges. Could it be that he did it?"

"I would rather touch the King of Hell than mess with the young man!"

...

Just as everyone was calling Sherlock Holmes and Detective Conan and each made their own speculations, Wang Le, who had finished breakfast, first greeted Ning Bizhi and Lulu, and then followed Xiao Yuanfang out of his residence.

Because it was the peak period of work, if you drive a car, it would be really painful to get stuck on the road, so Wang Le found a place without anyone, took out the black heavy motorcycle that he had never used for some days, put on his helmet, and without stopping, he rushed towards the garbage recycling plant in the suburbs of Beijing without stopping, as the engine roared and roared.

In less than twenty minutes, Wang Le came to the garbage recycling plant in the suburbs of Beijing with a quick look.

Wang Le has been here for a long time. Before, every time he dealt with the body, he was in this garbage recycling plant.

There is no need to mention the following process. Wang Le, who activated the Dragon Hidden Power of the Delusional Eye, sneaked into the factory without any surprises, and then took out the bodies of the three men, Huang Xiang, and another master of the Fatty Camel, were collected in the Dharma Eye Space, and threw them into the incinerator, allowing them to completely disappear from this world and never return to the martial arts world. They will stay in this secular world forever and enter the cycle of reincarnation...

After leaving the garbage recycling plant, Wang Le rode a heavy machine back to the city from the suburbs of Beijing, and did not immediately return to his residence to accompany Ning Bizhi, but came to Lianyayuan.

Standing at the door, Chen Sheng, who had just arrived yesterday, ran over again in the morning. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised and muttered to himself, "This kid hasn't been so diligent in Lianyayuan for a long time."

Although Chen Sheng was confused, he saw Wang Le riding a heavy machine to the door and taking out his black helmet, and did not open it and ask why.

After saying hello, Chen Sheng silently brought Wang Le into the small yard.

At this time, Mr. Mu sat firmly on the stone stool covered with cotton pads, drinking the hot tea in the cup in his hand while enjoying the rising sun.

"Good morning, grandpa." Wang Le walked to Mr. Mu and greeted him respectfully as always.

"Sit down and talk." The old man, who had just taken a sip of tea and closed his eyes to taste, ordered casually.

Wang Le was not polite, so he walked to the opposite side of the old man and sat down. At this time, Chen Sheng brought the tea at the right time, and then sat on the other side with curiosity.

After two or three minutes, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Wang Le opposite him. Without going around, he asked straight to the point, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Is there any contact information for Qingfengzi? My master's enemies in the martial arts world have sent someone out."

Wang Le had just expressed his intention without hesitation when he saw Mr. Mu's expressionless face suddenly changed drastically, revealing a solemn look.

Obviously, he clearly showed the seriousness of the matter.
Chapter completed!
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