He Has a Dragon

On the outskirts of Beijing, the courtyard where Ji Yang once lived has been living in seclusion here since Wang Le returned to Beijing from Hong Kong Island without leaving home. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

"Xiao Le, can you take off the mask on your face? You live here, what are you afraid of?"

Under the shade of the trees in the yard, there is a small wooden coffee table between the two Taishi chairs. Sitting in the chair on the left, Li Mubai, with his legs crossed, spit out the grape seeds, and then complained to Wang Le who was sitting on the other side in a familiar manner. .

Lying back in the Grand Master's chair, coupled with the mask of Jia Shaoxiang, who looks like a carefree official, one can't help but feel that the young master Wang is weak and powerless. At this time, he is holding a large blue and white porcelain cup, drinking leisurely and contentedly. Drink herbal tea.

"What are you afraid of? Of course you are afraid of everything! If the flood is not removed for a day, I will eat it because it doesn't taste good. I will be very worried all day long!"

Young Master Wang put down the large blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, took a grape from the coffee table and threw it into his mouth, while replying with a sigh.

But looking at his character, it’s not like he’s afraid! Typical is not paying attention at all!

In response to this, Li Mubai, who was sitting next to him, rolled his eyes and sneered to the extreme!

"Yes, Mr. Jia, brother Shaoxiang, it's not an option for you to keep hiding like this! Anyway, I have received the news that in order to completely cure his injuries, the young uncle has been in seclusion for a year and eight months. Yes, you can’t get out at all!”

Li Mubai said helplessly, then looked at Young Master Wang, who would have thought he was asleep if his mouth wasn't moving, and continued: "In the next year, are you going to hide like this until my junior uncle comes out of seclusion? Do you want him to support you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Young Master Wang opened his mouth, and two grape seeds spurted out instantly, powerfully shooting into the branches of a big tree in the distance, causing two clearly visible small holes on the branches.

"Brother Mu Bai, you can stand and talk without pain. If you have the guts, go to the United States and deal with Hong Burang. Anyway, I'm dying. You know, I used a total of twenty-eight grenades. The calculation was perfect. I wanted to blow him up, but you know the result, that is, he ran back to the United States with his butt naked."

Wang Le sat up straight, finally took off the mask he was wearing and put it on the coffee table, and said calmly.

Li Mubai's face twitched and he muttered in his heart: "I won't be stupid enough to die in the United States after eating enough!"

As his mind wandered, Li Mubai looked at Wang Le and asked in an inquiring tone: "Is Hong Burang really that powerful? Xiao Le, your fighting power is extraordinary.

Far better than the same level, are you still afraid? I have to take action to suppress him? "

Wang Le snorted, turned sideways and looked at Li Mubai next to him, and replied: "The Hong family has four innates and one yellow-level martial arts master on Hong Kong Island, except for one who lives with Hong Burang in the Mid-Levels Villa. It was bombed, and the others were attacked and killed by me personally!"

After a pause, Wang Le let out a low laugh, and then said: "Brother Mu Bai, when I continued to kill like this, even the martial arts master Huang Jie was forcibly killed by me. It is not an exaggeration to say that the situation at that time was "My little brother's murderous nature is very strong. The so-called killing gods when meeting gods is nothing better than killing Buddhas when meeting Buddhas!"

As Wang Le spoke eloquently, Li Mubai's skin suddenly got goosebumps, his hairs exploded, and he felt a chill deep in his heart. He could imagine how crazy the young man sitting next to him was that night. , actually achieved such brilliant achievements single-handedly!

At least in Li Mubai's impression, no one of his generation could do what Wang Le did!

Just when Li Mubai's mind was ups and downs, Wang Le changed the topic and said with an unwilling tone: "But the moment he saw Hong Burang, the momentum of killing five martial arts masters in a row immediately disappeared, because I I don’t think I can beat him!”

"I don't know how strong Hong Burang's martial arts cultivation is, but from his aura and his final escape from the big explosion, we know how advanced his cultivation is. It's not something you or I can guess, even though he looked like that at the time. The injury is serious, and I don’t dare to act rashly!”

"This is not about boosting others' ambitions and destroying my own prestige! Because Hong Burang makes me feel too dangerous. I can fight back in any situation!"

When Wang Le finished speaking, his face became more and more solemn, and his whole figure sitting in the Taishi chair gradually became tense and upright, as if he was about to fight with someone at any time!

At this time, Li Mubai no longer wanted to laugh at Wang Le, because he could tell that the other party was not lying, and he was really jealous of Hong Burang!

"Brother Mubai, I have a question." Wang Le said somewhat abruptly.

Li Mubai nodded and responded, "You can ask."

Wang Le's eyes flickered and he said: "In my impression, there should be very few innate masters in this world. More martial arts people are outside the mortal world, and Brother Mubai and my grandfather are from There."

After a pause, Wang Le asked in a deep voice: "But the appearance of so many innate masters in the Hong family and the head of the family, Hong Burang, broke this impression. Can Brother Mubai tell me, when could such a person be like this in the world?" There are so many martial arts masters, why don’t the adults outside this world come out to take care of them?”

"You know, I heard my grandpa say that there will be strict restrictions on people like you entering the world, but what is going on with the martial arts masters of the Hong family?"

After listening to Wang Le's series of questions, Li Mubai couldn't help but fell into deep thought and did not answer these questions immediately.

For a moment, the only thing that could be heard was the leaves of the bamboo forest outside the yard, which were rustling in the cool evening breeze at this moment, and seemed particularly silent.

After a while, Li Mubai said with hesitation: "If my guess is correct, people like the Hong family should be exiled."

"Exiled person?" Wang Le raised his sword eyebrows habitually, and then asked.

Li Mubai hummed and said, "Yes, I found it in the ancient books of Zangjing Pavilion, but the words in it were not clear. I will not know what secrets there are in it. If my junior uncle is here, he must have It will be clearer.”

"Uh!" Wang Le, who was still a little excited, suddenly felt a little disappointed. It turned out that Li Mubai didn't know what the reason was.

"The Hong family's origins are very basic. As long as it comes from us, we can definitely find out if it takes some time." Li Mubai said confidently, because he decided to send a message back to Nanhua Temple, his master's gate, and ask his acquaintances at home to help investigate.

"I'm not interested in the foundation of the Hong family. The top priority right now is how to deal with Hong Burang. I don't want to sit back and wait for him to recover from his injuries and come back to cause trouble for me!"

Finally, Wang Le expressed his true feelings

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