He Has a Dragon

Wang Le lost his thoughts about the death of eighteen people in the fire at the Music Square. [Starter]

Because of this kind of case, and it looks like serial killings, it is very difficult to crack it in a short time.

Often, the worse the case is, the harder it is to crack. The most important reason is that the murderer is out of control and has the means that ordinary people don't have.

If the good and evil are removed, Wang Le can be regarded as a fellow in the same circle.

The difference between Wang Le and the murderer is that he never kills innocent people, but only those who deserve to be killed.

The so-called ban on martial arts, no matter how time and space changes, from the cold weapon era of thousands of years to the hot weapon after the advent of modern gunpowder, China ’s ancient civilized land has never been short of Wang Yin. A very human being.

It's just that the concept of chivalry is very important. Mr. Jin Yong said that the great man is the country and the people.

In Gu Long's writings, to downplay right and wrong is always the prodigal and enmity of the prodigal son, and what is advocated is personal freedom, and this concept runs through Gu Long's entire martial arts world.

These two can be said to have completely different interpretations of Xia, and they have reached the extreme.

And Wang Le prefers some ancient dragons, because every man has a heart that is unbridled, uneasy, and always turbulent.

If he was born before the Tang Dynasty, he would be a world-wide ranger, wandering in the desert, riding a horse and shooting arrows at a powerful enemy, or killing people in the city.

It is a pity that Wang Dashao is a good young man who grew up under the red banner and grew up wearing five bars. He can only say that life is not right.

Now, he wants to kill people, and he can only do it secretly in the dark night, otherwise, even if his younger king has a sky-high background, he will eventually have to walk into his cell.

Closer to home, Wang Le sat back in front of the computer, closed the forum webpage, and began to find the latest Hong Kong Island TVB episodes to watch.

But soon, Wang Dashao found out that he didn't know whether his taste had become more discerning, or that TVB's talents and actors had been drained too much. The latest episode did not even see one because it was too Overly crude and serious!

"My **** dog is really dead."

Wang Le turned off the player, and was a little sullen and swearing.

Out of the bedroom, the weather in Feicheng also entered the early summer, and the temperature began to rise. Wang Le took out a can of ice Pepsi from the refrigerator and took a big mouthful.

Wang Le, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, was upset and anxious. He wanted to practice during the time when he had nothing to do.

Regarding cultivation, Wang Le knew that he could not force himself, so he lost his mind.

With a cigarette, Wang Le began to lose his mind, thinking openly and smirking from time to time.

Throughout the morning, Wang Le spent a long time sitting in the living room stupidly, and then returned to his heart at the point of lunch. He gathered up the volatile minds, restored calmness, and then got up to take out the ingredients from the refrigerator and entered the kitchen. Cooking.

When Wang Le put the two-boiled and one-vegetable laver egg soup on the table in front and back, ready to eat, the phone on the sofa rang.

"Who, really picks time."

While muttering, Wang Le went to the sofa in the living room and picked up the phone to connect the call.

"Hey, which one?" Wang Le asked directly when he saw that it was a strange number in Feicheng.

"I'm your old friend. Excuse me, will you be home this weekend?"

Wang Le felt very familiar on the phone, with a low magnetic baritone.

"Eh!" Wang Le suddenly pulled down his face, he knew who it was, and nothing good would happen!

"You can't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any knowledge. You know that Xiao Ye is at home, and you still pretend to ask, there is a fart, but let's say first. Xiao Ye has always been law-abiding, but he hasn't done anything bad!"

After Wang Le said so badly, he added another sentence and asked, "Don't you be sent to the organization to monitor and detect me at the end of each year, why is it now appearing?"

The man on the phone laughed hesitantly, saying, "I'm downstairs, I'll talk when I come up."

After talking, the man hung up.

Wang Le shook his head in distress. This is really a big trouble. He can't shake it anymore. It's annoying like a fly. It's really helpless!

After a while, the doorbell rang and Wang Le opened the door.

"Uncle can really pick a time. As soon as you have cooked lunch, you will catch up."

Wang Le narrowed his eyes and stared at the cheeky beard standing outside the doorway, said No. 2 who hadn't seen him for half a year.

No. 2 squeezed into the door politely and said with a smile: "I always wanted to try your cooking again. At midnight last winter, you gave me and my colleague San Xian pot. Endless aftertaste! "

Immediately, No. 2 reached out and held Wang Le's hand and held it: "I have never introduced myself, and I am called Wu Ye'an. Now I obey the orders of my superiors, and he is in charge of Jiangnan Security Bureau."

Although Wang Le's face is not good-looking, and his mouth is not uncomfortable, in fact, he still has a good impression on the middle-aged uncle who is struggling on the spy diplomatic front. After all, he has fought together and killed little devils together.

Wang Le found a bottle of Yanghe Dream Blue from the cabinet and put it on the dining table. On the night of last winter, Wang Dashou not only sent three fresh pots, but also a bottle of wine, which was Yangyang Dream Blue.

The two sat opposite each other, touched a glass, drank the wine, and filled it again.

Wu Yean tore open the peanut rice bag that Wang Legang had taken out of the refrigerator, poured it into an empty plate on the dining table, and ate it by himself.

"Hey, uncle, don't tell me, you don't even have food to eat now, you came here to eat and drink!"

Wang Le ate a braised pork ribs and spit out the bones.

I saw Wu Ye'an take a sip of wine, then asked with a smile: "No?"

Wang Dashao shrugged his shoulders and replied indifferently: "Of course, I have nothing here, just rice and liquor ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ After a pause, Wang Le's words turned sharply and said lightly : "But our friendship has not yet reached the point where Uncle Guan has three meals a day. "

Wu Ye'an put down his chopsticks, his face changed, and he was very serious. He asked abruptly, "Did you burn the fire in Lefang?"

"Eh!" Wang Le suddenly made three black lines on his forehead, completely speechless!

After ten seconds of silence, Wang Le didn't respond with anger: "I just saw the fire at Lefang from the Internet, and it seems that the murderer came from the coast. Don't spurt people! "

"Lefang is my mother's hometown and the place where I was born. I want to kill people, and I won't choose this place!"

After Wang Le finished speaking, he took a toast of Chinese wine in a sip and began to bury himself in food.

PS

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