When Wang Hao came to a dragon, the first thing he saw was a white-haired old man, and behind the old man stood two strong men.

"Wang Hao, sit down!" said Yilong.

After Wang Hao sat down, he looked at a dragon and asked, "Uncle, this is ......?"

"Let me introduce you, this is the eighth master of our Hongmen branch in S Province, I fled to the provincial capital because of some things, thanks to the eighth master. A dragon briefly talked about the origin of his relationship with the eighth master.

"Eighth master, the younger generation can see the style of the eighth master, and the three lives are lucky. Wang Hao immediately said with a smile, and then stretched out his hands and shook hands with the eighth master.

Yilong's expression was stunned, and he was secretly surprised in his heart: "Wang Hao was not like this before, how could he leave Jiangcheng for a few years, and come back with such a thick skin, and he was fortunate to have three lives,!"

The eighth master stared at Wang Hao, shook the other party's hand gently, but he didn't find anything abnormal about the other party for a while, and the young man on the road generally saw him, basically Wang Hao is like this now.

"The eighth master came to our Jiangcheng this time, mainly because he had a disciple who disappeared from us. Yilong said that if he wanted to repay the favor of the eighth master, he naturally had to be positive, but he thought in his heart that the person named Liu Xiong was killed by Wang Hao, but he would definitely not talk nonsense about this kind of thing, let alone tell the eighth master.

"I don't know what the name of the eighth master's disciple is, whether there are photos or not, when he came to Jiangcheng, the kid still has a little energy in Jiangcheng, you can help find it. Wang Hao said with a humble face, as for what he thought in his heart, only he knew.

The eighth master didn't speak, stared at Wang Hao for a few more seconds, and then waved his hand slightly, and a man behind him took out his mobile phone, and then put it in front of Wang Hao.

Wang Hao glanced at his phone, and there was a photo of Liu Xiong on it.

"His name is Liu Xiong, he is my closed disciple, he came to Jiangcheng at night as the last general train, lived in the railway community near the railway station, and then never came out, and has disappeared since then. The eighth master kept staring at Wang Hao's eyes when he spoke.

Wang Hao's gaze did not dodge, he had fought with so many big names in Jiangcheng, and he fought with Zhang Chengye in Linhai for two years, and he experienced a rain of bullets in Africa.

"In this way, I can find someone to check, I don't know what this disciple of the eighth master is doing in Jiangcheng, who does he know in Jiangcheng?" Wang Hao asked.

"He came to Jiangcheng to kill people. The eighth master said word by word.

Wang Hao was stunned in his heart, but there was nothing abnormal on the surface, and asked, "Kill whom?"

"Kill you!" When the eighth master said the word kill you, he stared at Wang Hao's eyes tightly, but he was disappointed, because Wang Hao's gaze did not fluctuate at all.

"Haha...... Eighth Master, are you kidding!" Leaning slightly, Wang Hao laughed.

"Haha......" The eighth master also laughed.

"Haha......" A dragon laughed as well.

After the laughter, the eighth master stood up, hugged his fist at a dragon, and said, "There is still something to do, go first." ”

"Eighth master, you finally came to Jiangcheng, the younger generation has not yet fulfilled the friendship of the landlord, let's have a meal together at noon?" said Yilong.

"No, stay. "The eighth master left with two disciples.

After waiting for the dragon to come back, Wang Hao was drinking tea with an indifferent expression.

"Boy, the eighth master has a bit of energy at the Hongmen headquarters, did you kill his disciple named Liu Xiong?"

"Uncle, everyone else has been killed at the doorstep, can I still not resist, of course I have to strike first, as for Hongmen, hmph, how much influence does Hongmen still have in the country now?" Wang Hao snorted coldly and said.

Yilong didn't speak, took a sip of tea, and said, "Now it's the world of you young people, you can do it yourself, by the way, Su Meng's matter, you will be less involved in it in the future." A dragon suddenly glared at Wang Hao with a stern face.

"What happened to Su Meng?" Wang Hao blinked, not understanding the meaning of a dragon.

"She's in her thirties, she's not married yet, and if a man chases her in the future, you'd better stay away from her, understand?"

"Hehe!" Wang Hao smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle, Wan Xinrong won't be introduced by you, right? ”

"Why can't you be worthy? You can match a poor dick, how can a rich second generation not be worthy?" A dragon glared at Wang Hao and said, he was very angry with Wang Hao in his heart, according to his previous young temper, he had already found someone to cut Wang Hao, but now that he is old, he has also washed his hands, plus his daughter Su Meng and Wang Hao are not clear, not Wang Hao's posture of not marrying, and he can only sigh at home, he can't intervene at all, and he can't help.

"If Sister Su really likes someone, it's useless for me to stop it. Wang Hao said.

"Hmph!" Yilong snorted angrily, because Wang Hao's words were not wrong, if Su Meng really liked someone, let alone Wang Hao, his father couldn't stop him.

"Uncle, tell me about the past. Crossing the threshold of thirty years old, Wang Hao suddenly wanted to listen to the experience and life experience of his predecessors, and when he was twenty years old, he couldn't listen to it at all, and felt that the world would revolve around him.

A dragon is old, and he is willing to talk about the past, as if the old people have such a habit.

One loves to talk, the other loves to listen, but it's fun, and it's talking, ringing...... Wang Hao's mobile phone rang, and after a look, he found that it was Gu Qian'er's call, so he immediately pressed the answer button: "Hey, Qian'er, is there something wrong?"

"Uncle, it's not good. Qian'er's voice trembled a little.

"What's wrong?" Wang Hao had a bad feeling in his heart.

"The eighth master is dead. Gu Qian'er said.

"What?" Wang Hao's voice instantly rose an octave.

"On People's Avenue, a heavy truck knocked the car out more than ten meters away, and all three people in the car died on the spot. Gu Qian'er said hurriedly.

"People's Avenue, when did it happen?" Wang Hao asked.

"Twenty minutes ago, I just got the news. Gu Qian'er said.

"Is the heavy truck driver in control?" Wang Hao frowned and asked.

"The driver fled and the police are in pursuit of it all over the city. Gu Qian'er said.

"Scatter our people too, and they must be found for me before it gets dark. Wang Hao said.

"Yes!" Gu Qian'er hung up the phone.

Yilong was very anxious on the side, and when he saw Wang Hao put down his mobile phone, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, what's going on?"

"The eighth master just left here not long ago, and was hit and killed by a heavy truck. Wang Hao said with a frown.

"What?" Yilong was stunned, he owed the eighth master a favor: "Boy, say, did you do it?"

"Uncle, I didn't even know who was here with you when I came, how could I arrange it in advance. Wang Hao said.

"That's right. A dragon nodded.

"Someone is trying to frame me. Wang Hao squinted his eyes slightly, shooting out a cold light.