He Has a Dragon

boom! boom! boom!

ah! ah! ah!

Click! Click! Click!

In the crowd, Wang Le punched and kicked, and his moves never failed. Those people were like targets that took the initiative to move towards him. {First release}

Regardless of the weapon in his hand, his height, long arms, and immense strength, he couldn't get close to Wang Le, let alone defeat Young Master Wang.

I saw some people and sticks flying up in the air, and then falling to the ground. Some people were treated as sandbags by Wang Le, and they were punched repeatedly, like fallen leaves that were torn by the wind, swinging, and then lying on the ground, half dead. Passed out.

For a moment, the sound of the murder weapon falling to the ground, the screams from the crowd, and the sound of bones being broken and hammered were endless, resounding on the sunny road in the morning.

Wang Le, who had long since taken off his white short-sleeved shirt, was half-naked, covered in beads of sweat from the boxing and kicking exercise. Under the sunlight, the purple-gold dragon tattoo was even more vivid and ferocious. It is so domineering that the onlookers will feel frightened if they take one more look at it.

In less than two minutes, the dozen or so people who besieged Wang Le all collapsed on the ground, appearing very quiet and not making a single moan.

Because all these people were beaten unconscious by Wang Le.

The young man who had never stepped forward to help in the siege, and who had a mohawk on his head, had completely woken up from his hangover, and the alcohol was expelled from the pores of his body in cold sweat.

Wang Le kicked away the guy who was lying unconscious on the ground blocking his steps, and then slowly walked up to the young man with a mohawk.

"You gangster, you are finished, you are dead, prepare to go to jail!"

"My dad is Zhao Wenbin!"

The young man with a mohawk-shaped hair shouted inwardly when he saw Wang Le approaching him with an expression on his face.

In his opinion, a person who rides in a taxi and has a blue dragon tattoo on his body must be a gangster who lives on the fringes of society. He is just outstanding in skills, so at this time, he still has the courage to say threatening words.

The three traffic policemen could no longer hold their balance and ran over quickly. One of them looked at Wang Le with hatred and sternly reprimanded: "What do you want to do? Hurry up and put your head in your hands, squat down and don't move!"

Wang Le showed a sarcastic look,

He looked at the three traffic policemen and was about to speak when he saw his Q7 driving this way.

"The three of you are not contract workers, or police assistants or something like that, right?" Wang Lepi asked with a smile.

"Uh!" The three traffic policemen were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that the second-rate man in front of them was mocking them!

Suddenly their faces turned red and white, and before they could become angry, Wang Le pointed his finger at the three of them and said one by one: "It's true that one rat excrement ruined a pot of porridge, and there were three of them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xiyan and Chen Sheng also got out of the car and ran over.

Then he saw Wang Le, who continued to point at the three of them with a gloomy face, and said with a cold smile: "Hey, if I don't peel off your skin today, I'll be sorry for the country!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Le looked at Chen Sheng, who had just arrived, and asked, "Uncle Chen, have you heard what I said?"

Chen Sheng didn't ask why. He nodded and replied without thinking, "I know how to do it."

Suddenly, as soon as Chen Sheng finished speaking, Wang Le suddenly kicked him up and directly hit the young man with a mohawk on the cheek.

"ah!"

The young man let out a scream, and his cheek bones were immediately shattered by Wang Le's kick!

"It keeps beeping and talking. It's so fucking annoying. It doesn't matter if your father's name is Zhao Wenbin. My father-in-law is Mu Zhengnan, and my father is still Xiao Yuanfang. Damn it!"

Wang Le said with disdain, which made Mu Xiyan, who was standing next to him, burst into laughter.

Chen Sheng had a weird look on his face, wanting to laugh but unable to do so. This was the first time he had seen Wang Le play with the temper of a young man.

Before this, Wang Le's impression on him was that he was gentle and polite, young and mature. Of course, his perverted appearance when fighting others was even more unforgettable.

When the three traffic policemen next to them heard Wang Le talking about Mu Zhengnan and Xiao Yuanfang, they almost peed their pants live.

"What, you know you're scared?"

Wang Le changed the gloomy look on his face, looked at the three traffic policemen, and asked with a smile.

After a pause, without waiting for the three of them to reply, Wang Le answered his own question and said: "It's too late, wait to be skinned, you guys are a bunch of scum!"

Then Wang Le quickly walked towards his Q7.

After getting in the car, Wang Le took out five wads of RMB from Fayan Space and put them in a black plastic bag before getting out of the car.

"Uncle Chen, help send the driver to the hospital. There is still 50,000 yuan for him. After all, the car was also crashed. It's not easy to make ends meet. If you can help me, I'll help you." .”

Wang Le handed the plastic bag containing the money to Chen Sheng, pointing to the unconscious driver lying on the curb.

Immediately, Wang Le did not forget to add: "Warning these cowards, don't bully the weak and fear the strong. Don't dare to come to me. When the time comes, you will find trouble with this driver master."

"Don't worry, I will handle the rest of the things here. You and Xiyan should leave quickly. After all, there are more and more people watching." Chen Sheng took the plastic bag and said.

After a pause, Chen Sheng glanced at the dozen or so people who were collapsed on the ground and unconscious, and then asked Wang Le: "Can these people die?"

Wang Le smiled cheerfully and replied: "It's okay, I can only stay in a hospital bed for a month or two at most, just to recuperate their bodies that have been drained by drinking and sex."

Chen Sheng chuckled, then took out his cell phone and started contacting people to deal with the aftermath.

Seeing this, Wang Le first found his blood-stained short-sleeved shirt from the ground, then took Mu Xiyan's hand and left the accident scene, got into his Q7 car, and drove to Lian Yayuan.

"Wang Le, did you hurt yourself?"

Halfway through the journey, Mu Xiyan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, still expressed concern and worry. Because at the scene of the accident just now, the two cars collided and the damage was so terrible that they both completely changed their shapes. How could Miss Mu not be worried about this?

"Hey, it's okay. Look at my body, husband. I have no arms or legs. I'm very strong and complete."

Wang Le, who was driving the car, raised one of his arms in a toned pose, showed off his biceps to his wife, and comforted her with a smile.

When Mu Xiyan looked at the half-naked Wang Le, her pretty face could not help but heat up, and her neck could not help but turn red. This was the first time she had taken a close look at her husband's figure. She had touched it in the dark before!

Thinking of this, Miss Mu felt uncomfortable all over.

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