He Has a Dragon

Zhong Nianhuang's little heart was so frightened that he jumped. Fortunately, Wang Le's cold eyes only flashed away, and he regained his gentle and calm look. [Visit the latest chapter: {Daggerqi Chinese website шшш.Ыqi.mЁ}]

After this moment, Zhong Nianhuang's view of Mr. Jia in front of him changed drastically.

"He has killed people, and he has been involved in many lawsuits with human lives, but he is so good at disguising that I didn't realize it before. You really can't tell a person's face, but I was wrong this time."

As an excellent espionage lurker, Zhong Nianhuang, who had always been very conceited about his vision, slowly calmed down his frightened emotions and thought with trembling fear.

"A sharpening knife will never stop chopping firewood. Mr. Jia, you have traveled a long distance. Let's talk about this mission again after you have rested." Zhong Nianhuang gave a forced smile and said to Wang Le.

I saw Wang Le looking at Zhong Nianhuang with a half-smile but not a smile, and said: "Is there any sudden change in this mission? Otherwise, why did Brother Zhong always talk about him from the moment he got on the bus to now? Let’s not get to the point? Isn’t the driver one of our own?”

"Uh!" Zhong Nianhuang froze. He didn't expect Wang Le's mind to be so delicate and sensitive, and he noticed it so quickly.

"Mr. Jia's eyes are bright, things have indeed changed."

At this time, Zhong Nianhuang had already put away his contempt for Wang Le. Of course, he didn't dare to bully Wang Le casually, so he had to smile bitterly and tell the truth frankly.

Wang Le's expression remained unchanged, but he frowned slightly, and asked without any emotion: "I just took a 23-hour flight, and this thing has changed. Can you tell me why?"

At this time, Zhong Nianhuang's face had become ugly because he was too embarrassed, but he thought that the person sitting next to him was not a good person, so he could only bite the bullet and reply: "Just before Mr. Jia got off the plane, Three hours later, Gao Zhengwu had left the indigenous tribes in the Amazon and left Brazil on a private plane escorted by the mercenary organization Blackstone."

Wang Le's emotionless face finally changed slightly. Before he could continue to ask, Zhong Nianhuang said again: "Although we have insiders ambushing Gao Zhengwu,

But the other party is currently in the air and cannot be contacted for the moment. At least we will not know its exact whereabouts until the plane lands. "

At this time, Wang Le leaned on the back of the seat, closed his eyes, and was silent for about ten seconds before saying in a muffled voice: "It seems that we have to wait."

Zhong Nianhuang twitched his face and lowered his head, his eyes full of depression, because Wang Le was right, he could only make the next decision by waiting to contact the colleagues lurking around Gao Zhengwu again.

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Although São Paulo is the richest city in Brazil, security has never been good, especially in the city center.

Relatively safe places are the wealthy and middle-class areas outside the city center, followed by ordinary civilian residential areas outside.

Then of course the outermost areas are the slums, and their security is even more conceivable.

Wang Le's flight landed at the international airport in Guanulhos, a suburb. It was 25 kilometers away from the wealthy area where Zhong Nianhuang was staying. Coupled with traffic jams, it took more than an hour to arrive at his residence.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Wang Le had not eaten at all since he took the plane. He only drank water. Who knows that he is a foodie, but his mouth is becoming more and more cunning. Sorry, I can’t get used to the food on the plane!

"It's not an option to rush now, so let's fill our stomachs first. You guys are staying in Brazil and you must not have tasted hometown food for a long time. How about you come and try my cooking skills today?"

Wang Le opened the refrigerator to see what ingredients there were and said with his back to Zhong Nianhuang, who was standing at the door of the kitchen at the back.

"Uh! How good can a grown man's cooking skills be, and what kind of dishes can he make?" Zhong Nianhuang was speechless for a moment, and he couldn't laugh or cry. His anxious and helpless mood calmed down a little.

"Then Lao Li and I won't be polite."

Zhong Nianhuang was not polite. After saying this with a smile, he went out and asked Lao Li, the driver's subordinate, who was sitting in the living room, to buy some more beer.

For Young Master Wang, now that he has arrived in Brazil, there is no point in being anxious or depressed. It is better to enjoy the moment and make plans after confirming Gao Zhengwu's new destination.

In short, since Wang Ledu has arrived, he must successfully complete this mission!

Otherwise, even if he is anxious and wants to rush back to the capital as soon as possible, he will not give up halfway.

Because this is not in line with Wang Le's style of doing things!

Although the situation has changed, Wang Le's idea of ​​burying Gao Zhengwu in the tropical rain forest has been completely dispelled, but the goal of killing him will definitely remain unchanged!

In this way, after Wang Le figured this out, he completely put the current difficulties behind him and started to focus on being a family husband.

Spicy shredded potatoes, Kung Pao chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, griddle cabbage

Platefuls of authentic and familiar hometown dishes were prepared by Wang Le and brought to the dining table in the living room. Zhong Nianhuang and Lao Li, who had bought the beer, were stunned for a while.

When Wang Le washed his hands and came out of the kitchen, and then invited the two of them to sit around the table, he saw Zhong Nianhuang's subordinate, Lao Li, who used to be the driver, gave him a thumbs up and said, "When you see the knife skills of these potato shreds, you will know that Jia My husband often cooks."

Wang Le, who was sitting in the main seat between Zhong Nianhuang and Lao Li, said with a smile: "Because I love to eat, and sometimes I can't get used to eating outside, so I have to cook it myself."

At this moment, Zhong Nianhuang picked up a piece of pork ribs with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes lit up immediately, and he started chewing quickly without thinking about talking. He also did not forget to give Wang Le a thumbs up with his free left hand.

When Lao Li saw this, he knew that he was going to enjoy a feast today, so he stopped being polite and hurriedly started eating.

"This pork stuffed with tiger skin and green pepper is really good. It has the taste of my hometown. It's so authentic. I like it."

"This steamed egg with minced meat is so tender and delicious. It reminds me of my grandma's cooking when I was a child."

In the living room, comments from Zhong Nianhuang and Lao Li came out from time to time. Only Young Master Wang remained silent from beginning to end, focusing on eating and drinking because he was really hungry.

Soon, the table full of food was cleared away by the three of them. The so-called leftovers did not exist at all, because all the dishes were eaten and there was no need to wash them.

"Brother Jia, I didn't expect you to have such skills. Brother, I am convinced."

A soft-mouthed eater, a delicious meal brought everyone closer together. Zhong Nianhuang no longer felt unfamiliar, and he called Wang Le very affectionately and praised him without hesitation.