"Master Eighth Master, who would have done it if Liu Xiong had an accident?" the man asked with a puzzled look on his face.

The Eighth Master also frowned, his expression was inconsistent. After thinking about it, Liu Xiong was going to kill Wang Hao this time, and the only person who could kill him was Wang Hao. But the key to the problem was that something happened to Liu Xiong just arrived in Jiangcheng: "Is it possible that Wang Hao has the ability to predict the future? It's impossible. He is not a god. Where is there a problem?"

The Eighth Master thought hard and finally suspected that he was by his side: "Did he have an insider around him and sold Liu Xiong?"

...

Wan Baoguo took his son Wan Xinrong to the foot of the mountain with a serious expression. He had just spoken with the Eighth Master in the provincial capital and knew that Liu Xiong had disappeared as soon as he arrived in Jiangcheng. It seemed that there was a lot of danger. This made him make a new judgment on Wang Hao in his heart.

After arriving at the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, Wan Baoguo and Wan Xinrong got into the Mercedes-Benz, but the car didn't drive far. Wan Baoguo suddenly asked the driver to park the car, and then took Wan Xinrong out of the car as fast as possible. At the same time, he reminded the driver: "You go back to the branch first."

"Yes, Mr. Wan." The driver responded and drove away.

Wan Xinrong looked puzzled and was about to ask why, but Wan Baoguo was dragged into a taxi by him.

"Dad, you are..." He stared at Wan Baoguo and wanted to ask what was wrong, but he found that Wan Baoguo made a ban on voice gesture, and glanced at the taxi driver.

Wan Xinrong felt so depressed, but at this moment, he had to put a few questions in his stomach. He really didn't know what Wan Baoguo was thinking, and he felt like he was very afraid of Wang Hao.

When Wan Baoguo was young, it was in the 1980s and 1990s. The legal system was not as sound as it is now, so he experienced many dangerous things. After he learned that Liu Xiong had just disappeared when he arrived in Jiangcheng, he felt a bad feeling in his heart. In addition, when he was in the parking lot, it seemed that someone was staring at them, so he became even more nervous.

The older he was, the more afraid of death. To be cautious, he took his son Wan Xinrong out of the car halfway and took a taxi back to Jiangcheng Branch.

The taxi and the Mercedes-Benz they were originally riding were about a few dozen meters away. Wan Baoguo was not sure what would happen, but he was careful not to make a big mistake. Wan Xinrong was full of doubts, and at the same time, he was a little dissatisfied with his father Wan Baoguo, thinking that this was too embarrassing.

"My dad is old and doesn't have the courage and style he used to be. Should I find time to talk to him about his successor?" Wan Xinrong quietly glanced at Wan Baoguo and found that Wan Baoguo had white hair on his temples, so he thought to himself.

He was thinking, suddenly a loud noise came from the front.

Bang!

He immediately looked up and saw a heavy truck rushing out of a road next to him and directly knocked the Mercedes-Benz they were on.

The next second, Wan Xinrong widened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and looked like a ghost: "This..." He wanted to speak, but for some reason, he just couldn't make a sound, and his body trembled slightly, feeling his legs weak.

At this time, Wan Baoguo frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face became a little hideous, and he was frightened and angry: "Oh, Wang Hao, I really dare to attack me. A little slut has some money, and I really think he can make a fuss. Let's take a look."

...

Wang Hao and Ning Yong were still drinking tea at Wanchongshan Teahouse, but they looked at the phone next to them from time to time, waiting for news from Wei Ming.

Ring...

Finally the ringtone of the phone rang. He immediately looked at it and found that it was Wei Ming's call, so he immediately pressed the answer button: "Hey, Wei Ming, how is it?"

"Uncle, Wan Baoguo's Mercedes-Benz has been hit and turned into a mess." Wei Ming said.

"Okay!" Wang Hao was delighted.

"But..." Wei Ming's voice became hesitant.

"But what, tell me quickly." Wang Hao suddenly had a bad premonition.

"However, except for the driver, there are no two men in the Mercedes-Benz, including Wan Baoguo and Wan Xinrong," said Wei Ming.

"What?" Wang Hao's face turned pale and his brows frowned.

"Uncle, I have asked someone to look for them around," said Wei Ming.

"No need to look for it anymore. Let the heavy truck driver not talk nonsense and not make trouble anymore. Do you understand?" Wang Hao reminded Wei Ming again.

"Uncle, don't worry, his son's life-saving money was paid by our Zhongyitang. He dared to talk nonsense, not only did he take back his son's life, but he was sent to see the King of Hell," said Wei Ming.

"Don't think about killing people at any time. In short, deal with it well and don't leave any tails behind." Wang Hao said.

"Yes!" Wei Ming replied.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Hao's face became very ugly. Ning Yong asked, "Second Uncle, what's wrong?"

"The plan failed, Wan Baoguo changed his car halfway." Wang Hao said briefly.

"Uncle Second, why don't I go?"

"Forget it, I have lost the opportunity." Wang Hao said.

"Uncle Second, now we have completely broken up with Wan Baoguo, so we have to be careful next." Ning Yong reminded.

Wang Hao slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip, then snorted coldly, saying, "Jiangcheng is like an iron bucket run by Qian'er in the past two years. If you want to cause trouble here, Wanjia will not work, and Hongmen will not work. Besides, Zhang Chengye did not kill me, I am afraid of being furious."

After experiencing many life and deaths, Wang Hao is indeed not afraid, not to mention that in Jiangcheng, it is his territory. It is several times more difficult to deal with him here than in other places.

Qian'er not only settled the road, but also a franchisee in Jiangcheng of major express companies, Meituan riders, couriers, and all kinds of gangsters in the streets and alleys. This is a big intelligence network. Not to mention other places, Wang Hao will know about it as soon as he has a new face in Anshan Road, Dongcheng.

Ring...

The phone ringtone rang again. Wang Hao took a look and found that it was Gu Qianer's call, so he pressed the answer button: "Hey, Qianer."

"Uncle, I've heard about it." Gu Qianer's slightly anxious voice came from her phone: "Do you need me to mobilize all the brothers in the hall to find someone? Should I leave the other party in Jiangcheng and prevent them from returning to the provincial capital?"

"No need, do a good job in the freight terminal. By the way, you should be careful yourself. From this moment on, you will be completely shattered with the Wan family and have made enemies." Wang Hao said.

"Uncle, I'm fine, I'm afraid they will be unfavorable to you." Qian'er said.

"Teach them three courages, and I have Ning Yong around me, and I can also release the construction of the freight terminal. Let the other party's Longhu home be ruined first." Wang Hao said.

"Yeah!" Gu Qian'er responded, and then said again: "Uncle, I really let Wan Baoguo leave Jiangcheng? Letting the tiger return to the mountain may cause a big disaster. We don't know how much power the Wan family has. I have been raising a few cigarette ghosts in my hands in the past two years."

Wang Haowei frowned and thought for a few seconds, weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and finally said, "Don't send someone to find him, let them leave Jiangcheng."

"Okay, uncle!"
Chapter completed!