He Has a Dragon

Regarding Yang Shang's inferior masters of martial arts, Wang Le did not refute. (Starting)

At the beginning, Dao Wang also thought so, but in the fight with Li Mubai, Lu Xuan, and Hu Qian, and the grandfather he saw last night, this idea has been completely changed.

This made Wang Le soberly realize that the world, at least on the land of Huaxia, was far from simple as seen by his eyes.

No wonder when he asked the old guy how many innate masters in the world were, his answer was many.

As for Yang Shang's discouragement, Wang Le didn't speak comfortably. First of all, they met because of Mu Xiyan, and their friendship has not yet reached that share. Second, if Wang Le is not suitable for anything, because Wang Le is a master. Whether it is encouragement or ridicule, it will make Yang Shang uncomfortable.

Therefore, Wang Dashao can only drink champagne silently, turn into the best listener, keep smiling, and let Yang Shangyu vent his imbalance.

"I have no talents for martial arts, but I have been at the peak of martial arts for so many years, but I ca n’t make inroads and achieve martial arts innate. Is it because you do n’t have the good opportunity and luck as Wang Le?"

While still drinking champagne, Yang Shang repeatedly tangled with Tang Seng like he was unable to cultivate innate qi due to lack of luck.

None of the people in the room knew Wang Le, so he never left, and stood in front of Yang Shang, listening silently and patiently.

After a short while, Yang Shang said with a little embarrassment: "I was a little bit depressed during this time, and no one talked about. Today, I had a hard time meeting you, a fellow in the same community.

Wang Le shook his head and replied, "It doesn't matter."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "Now Brother Yang is just waiting for an opportunity. As soon as the time comes, the martial arts achievements are just around the corner. I believe that a temporary setback will not allow Brother Yang to sink."

While talking, Wang Le picked up a glass of champagne from the table, raised a glass to Yang Shang, drank a drink, and then left without leaving the room.

"I hope so!" Yang Shang watched Wang Le cross the door, and said to himself softly, his eyes were firm! Well, like Don Quixote, rushed to the windmill fearlessly.

Under the moonlight and the lights, Wang Le walked alone in the yard, looking a bit boring.

"Your mother is Wang Xiaodie?"

When Wang Le, with his hands in his pockets, was a little lost, there was a man's voice full of magnetic lowness.

Although Wang Le was a little lost, but someone deliberately approached him, he could still notice that it was just a pretense.

After hearing the question, Wang Le turned around and looked at the person. He saw the other person in his fifties, wearing black trousers, a white long-sleeved shirt, and a half-hundred-and-three hair. On his very weak face, he had a pair of piercing eyes. At this moment, Wang Le was looking seriously.

Seeing this, Wang Le showed his doubts. He seemed to have seen this person vaguely, but he was a little vague. For a moment, he couldn't think of it, and couldn't help asking: "You?"

"My name is Jin Zhongxin. It was your mother's classmate at Beijing University." The man smiled and introduced himself in a low voice.

Wang Le was shocked, and then stared at Jin Zhongxin's face carefully. He asked with some uncertainty: "Did I ever meet you when I was very young?"

Jin Zhongxin's eyes narrowed, and he took a deep look at Wang Le, and replied, "I have seen you when you were born."

After a pause, he continued: "You said you saw me. It should be the summer vacation when I was in the first grade of elementary school when I was six."

"First Grade Summer Vacation"

Wang Le's eyes brightened and he couldn't help exclaiming: "You are the uncle who sent the kid's car toy!"

Seeing Wang Le remembering the events of that year, Jin Zhongxin smiled with relief and did not speak, but nodded slightly.

"Uncle Jin, why haven't you seen you since then?" Wang Le asked in wonder.

Jin Zhongxin was stiff, and his eyes were full of bleakness, and then he laughed loudly and said, "I sent your mother back to Jiangnan Yuefang."

"Ah?" Wang Le was shocked. He never knew about it. It was the first time he heard it today.

At this time, Jin Zhongxin shook his head and said, "I don't dare to disobey her. Before you are born, she will not allow me to go to Jiangnan again."

Of course Wang Le knew that she was her mother, Wang Xiaodie.

"Why?" Wang Le asked.

Jin Zhongxin smiled coldly and said, "Because of your father!"

Wang Le stifled and went silent.

"The moment she left the capital, except me, I didn't want to have anything to do with anyone in the capital, including your ruthless and ruthless father!"

Jin Zhongxin said with a touch of pride, but with some sadness.

After a pause, Jin Zhongxin took a deep breath and continued slowly: "When I sent your mother back to Jiangnan, I was going to settle there, but she didn't want to, and I didn't want to go back to Beijing at the time. I'll go over to the northwest. "

Speaking of this, Jin Zhongxin's sad expression on his face murmured: "She let me go, maybe she has already felt that her life is short, she is too arrogant and arrogant, she always wants to keep herself The best and most beautiful side. "

After a pause, Jin Zhongxin smiled stiffly and said, "Fortunately, I also know that there is Chen Cheng ~ www.readwn.com ~ Otherwise, I really don't know where to find you. When I saw you, I really wanted to bring You leave the child welfare home, but your uncle has no place to stay, and I don't want to go against her wishes, so I can only look at you from afar. "

After listening to Jin Zhongxin's remarks, Wang Le showed a sorrowful expression, and asked impassionedly, "The stranger who bears my schooling expenses from childhood to large, and also gives gifts on my birthday every year is you. "

Jin Zhongxin looked at Wang Le with a smile, and said with relief: "You have not disappointed her, she has always been excellent."

After speaking, Jin Zhongxin took out a yellow wallet from his pants pocket, and then took out an old photo that was well-preserved after processing, walked to Wang Le, and handed it to the other party.

"This is a color photo I took of your mother with the best camera back then." Jin Zhongxin said quietly to Wang Le with a trace of trill.

In the photo, a young woman wearing a blue and white navy line shirt, shoulder-length black hair, bright eyes and sharp teeth, exuding a contradiction of heroic and charming temperament.

Wang Le's eyes were wet, and this was his mother.

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