He Has a Dragon

Young Master Wang, who committed murders, set fires and threw bombs, is gone, and En is wearing a mask. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

Before leaving, Wang Le once again looked at Hong Burang, who had escaped death, was injured and had his buttocks bare, through the Deliang Dharma Eye.

After hesitating for a while, he stopped thinking about beating the drowned dog.

Because he was not sure whether Hong Burang was a drowned dog or a drowned wolf. If the opponent had enough energy to counterattack and hit Wang Le with a rake, it would be more of a loss than a gain.

Besides, after a night of continuous attacks, first killing Hong Er and Hong Si, then Hong Sen, and finally planning to bomb the flood to prevent the failed attempt, Wang Le was exhausted.

Therefore, adhering to the principle of caution and considering that he had little strength left to fight again, Wang Le finally turned around and left without hesitation. While it was still dark, he rode a heavy motorcycle along the old route. Enter Pengcheng, the mainland, from Zhongying Street, then head all the way north, heading toward the capital at lightning speed.

Wang Le left, and the wind-blown Hong Burang was awakened by the approaching police cars and fire trucks, and the vague calls.

"When I come back, there will be rivers of blood. Only in this way can we wash away the shame suffered by the Hong family today!"

"Wang Le! I will be back!"

Hong Burang stood up and glanced at the explosion site with ruins in the distance. Thinking that he was now alone and it was impossible to go to the mainland, he had to take a deep breath of air-conditioning and swore with a gloomy face.

After finishing speaking, Hong Burang didn't care whether he was wearing clothes or not. His whole body turned into a black shadow, and he quickly passed through the mountain forest. After a while, he arrived at the cliff of the back mountain, and then jumped up without stopping. He jumped into the black water under the cold moonlight and disappeared.

As the saying goes, good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. What's more, this time, in the early morning and at night, the earth-shattering and apocalyptic Hong Kong explosion occurred. Before daylight, it had already been blasted on the Internet.

Whether it is social platforms outside the Internet wall such as Facebook, or the newly emerged Xinlang Weibo within the Chinese wall, or other large and small community platforms, the Hong Kong explosion made headlines immediately.

When people sat down at the dinner table in the morning, the Hong Kong explosion was all on the front page of various morning papers printed overnight, as well as the morning TV news. It was extremely eye-catching!

"Deaths and injuries? Still being counted!"

"The cause of the explosion? No one knows!"

"Economic losses? Let's not talk about anything else.

I’m just talking about how much one square meter of a mid-level villa is in Hong Kong dollars, and how many villas were destroyed last night, haha, just do the math yourself! "

Of course, these are just small talk topics after dinner, because they are too far apart.

In today's era of explosive news, the big explosion in Hong Kong can only stir up a sensation for a while, and it is quickly covered up by people who are interested in using entertainment topics such as celebrities' marital infidelity.

However, in the upper-class circles related to it, such as the upper-class circles in Forty-nine Cities including the five major families, the Hong Kong Island explosion is far from over.

With the gradual in-depth excavation, when more and more information was transmitted back to the informants of the big and small forces in the Forty-Nine Cities on Hong Kong Island, the entire upper class circle in the capital was completely plunged into madness and chaos.

"What? All the Hong family are fucking dead?"

"Overnight, more than 200 people from the Hong family staying at a star-rated hotel in Causeway Bay all died without any explanation or resistance at all?"

"By the way, there are also Hong family members in Kowloon, from top to bottom, all of them died without exception."

"In the past, five major families were wiped out. This time, the entire Hong family has been wiped out. Today, Hong Kong Island is full of blank areas of power. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to settle in!"

As the issue of the Hong Kong Island explosion became more and more fermented in Beijing circles, more secrets were spread, and eventually a despised name returned to the attention of all the big and small forces in the 49 cities.

That’s Wang Le!

"Holy shit, it was the pretty boy who did it?" A certain kid didn't believe it at first after hearing that the Hong family in Hong Kong was killed by Wang Le.

However, as I gradually thought about it, I began to doubt it.

"But no one else would be able to do such a crazy thing. Only the devil, the pretty boy, can do it, and only his perverted personal force is qualified to do it!"

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Tianxiang Pavilion, Zhao Quanhui and Zhao Mike couldn't help but look at each other after collecting various information and analyzing it together.

"It's really him!" Zhao Quanhui's face was full of horror and disbelief, but he spoke extremely certain words.

Mike Zhao's mixed-race face was very stiff at this time. He had forgotten to breathe. He was scared.

"There was no shooting, all killings were done with daggers and brute force. He killed hundreds of people in one night. How did he do it?"

After being stunned for a while, Mike Zhao took a deep breath of air-conditioning with a look of horror on his face and muttered to himself.

Immediately, Mike Zhao swallowed his saliva, looked at his father sitting across the table, and said again: "He is crazy. He killed hundreds of people in one night. Dad, that bastard is a madman. I don't want to die yet. Let's Don’t mess with him again in the future.”

Zhao Quanhui hummed silently.

For a long time, no matter how outstanding the junior Wang Le was, in the eyes of Zhao Quanhui, who was knowledgeable, skillful and always proud, he was just mediocre and never took him seriously.

Even if Wang Le had snatched gambling cards from Zhao Quanhui last time on Hong Kong Island, it was just on the gambling table. It was no big deal and could not be considered a real skill.

But this time, Zhao Quanhui was really scared. He was simply scared by this guy Wang Le!

And being able to frighten Zhao Quanhui so much that he was so terrified from the bottom of his heart was really Young Master Wang's ability.

"I'm really convinced. This guy is a cold-blooded humanoid beast who specializes in devouring lives! He must have been merciful last time on Hong Kong Island. Otherwise, a bloody storm will be inevitable! I will see him in the future. , we really need to stay far away from each other, it’s best not to see each other again in this life!”

Zhao Quanhui, who was sitting on the sofa, gave a wry smile and said with a hint of fear.

At this time, Mike Zhao felt like he was sweating all over since he analyzed that everything in Hong Kong Island was caused by Wang Le.

Now that his father said this, Mike Zhao thought that on his way back to China a few days ago, he had invited a guy named Jia Shaoxiang to deal with Wang Le, and he immediately wanted to give himself a hard slap!

"I'm a fucking bitch!"

Mike Zhao was about to cry but without tears, he roared in his heart

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