On the outskirts of Beijing, the courtyard where Jiyang lived at the beginning, since Wang Le returned to Beijing from Hong Kong Island, he has been living in seclusion here without leaving home.

"I said Xiaole, 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 courtyard, there was a small wooden table and coffee table between the two Taishi chairs, sitting in the chair on the left, Li Mubai, who was cross-legged, spit out the grape pits, and then complained to Wang Le, who was sitting on the other side, very familiarly.

Lying in the Taishi chair, coupled with the mask of Jia Shaoxiang, a mask that looks like a hanger, Wang Dashao who looks weak and powerless can't help but make people feel weak and powerless, at this time he is holding a large blue and white porcelain cup, drinking herbal tea leisurely.

"What are you afraid of? Of course you're afraid of everything! This flood won't let it go out for a day, and the little brother doesn't eat it, it's not fragrant, and he's very scared all day long!"

Wang Dashao 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, and replied with a sigh.

But looking at his virtue, how can he be afraid! Typical is not to pay attention to it at all!

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

"Yes, Mr. Jia, Brother Shaoxiang, it's not a way for you to keep hiding! Anyway, I've already got the news that Uncle Xiao has closed the lock in order to completely heal his injuries, and he can't get out at all if he doesn't have a year or eight months!"

Li Mubai said helplessly, then looked at Wang Dashao, who thought he was asleep if his mouth wasn't moving, and continued: "In the next year, will you just hide until the little uncle comes out and let the old man support you?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wang Dashao's mouth open, and two grape seeds spurted out instantly, shooting into the branches of a big tree in the distance, making two small holes clearly visible on the branches.

"Brother Mu Bai, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, there is a kind of you who go to the United States to solve the problem of Hong Bu Concession, anyway, the younger brother is not good, you must know that I used a full twenty-eight grenades, and I calculated perfectly and wanted to blow him up, but the result is also you know, that is, people ran back to the United States with bare butts. ”

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

Li Mubai's face twitched, and he muttered in his heart: "Lao Tzu won't be stupid - **** to eat enough to go to the United States to die!"

In a blink of an eye, Li Mubai looked at Wang Le, and asked one after another in an inquiring tone: "Isn't Hong Burang really that powerful?" Xiaole, your combat power is extraordinary, far superior to the same level, are you still afraid? You have to be dispatched by Uncle Xiao to suppress him?"

Seeing Wang Le humming, he turned sideways to look at Li Mubai next to him, and replied: "The Hong family has a total of four congenital and one martial arts Huang-level master on Hong Kong Island, except for one who lived in the mid-level villa with Hong Burang and was bombed, the others were attacked and killed by the master himself!"

After a pause, Wang Le let out a low laugh, and then said: "Brother Mu Bai, at that time, I killed all the way like this, and even the martial arts Huang Jiejie was forcibly killed under him, to put it mildly, it is not an exaggeration to say that in that situation at that time, the younger brother was murderous, the so-called killing of gods when encountering gods, and killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas is nothing more than that!"

As Wang Le spoke, a layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on the skin under Li Mubai's clothes, his hair exploded, and the cold in his heart was rising, he could imagine how crazy the young man sitting next to him was that night, and he single-handedly achieved such a brilliant record!

At least in his impression of Li Mubai, no one of his generation can do Wang Le like this!

Just when Li Mubai's mind was fluctuating, Wang Le changed his words and said in an unwilling tone: "But the moment I saw Hong Burang, the momentum of killing five martial arts masters in a row before immediately disappeared into invisibility, because I couldn't fight him!"

"How strong Hong Burang's martial arts cultivation is, although I don't know it at the bottom, but from his aura and the last escape from the big explosion, I know how profound his cultivation is, it's not for you and me to speculate, even if he looked injured at that time, I didn't dare to act rashly!"

"This is not to increase the morale of others and destroy their own prestige! Because Hong Burang feels too dangerous to me, and I can fight back in any realm!"

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In the end, Wang Le's face became more and more solemn, and the whole body sitting in the Taishi's chair gradually tensed and sat up, as if he was about to fight with others at any time!

At this time, Li Mubai also had no intention of laughing at Wang Le, because he could hear that the other party was not lying, and he was really very taboo against Hong Burang!

"Brother Mu Bai, I have a question. Wang Le said a little abruptly.

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

I saw Wang Le's eyes flickering and said: "In my impression, there should be very few innate masters in this world, and more martial arts people are outside Hongchen, and Brother Mu Bai and his grandfather are from there." ”

After a pause, Wang Le asked in a deep voice: "But there are so many innate masters of the Hong family, and the appearance of the head of the family, Hong Burang, has broken this impression, can Brother Mu Bai tell the younger brother, when can there be so many martial arts masters in the earthly world, don't those adults outside the earthly world come out to take care of it?"

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

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

For a moment, I could only hear the leaves of the bamboo forest outside the courtyard, which were being blown by the cool breeze in the evening, and it seemed extraordinarily quiet.

After a long while, Li Mubai said with a hesitant expression: "If my guess is correct, an existence like the Hong family should be an exile. ”

"Banished man?" Wang Le habitually raised his sword eyebrows, and then asked.

Li Mubai hummed and said: "That's right, I found it in the ancient books of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at the beginning, but the language in it is unknown, and there is no way to know what secrets there are at that time, if the little uncle is here, he must be clear." ”

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

"The origin of this Hong family, as long as it comes from us, it will definitely take some time to find out. Li Mubai said confidently, because he decided to send a message back to Nanhuaguan, and asked his acquaintances who stayed at home to help investigate.

"I'm not interested in the roots of the Hong family, now I only think about how to solve the problem of Hong Bulet is the top priority, I don't want to sit still and wait for him to recover from his injuries and come back to find trouble with the master!"

Finally, Wang Le said his true heart...