Wang Hao felt anger in his heart. He came back from Africa and thought he was used to life and death. His mentality was much calmer. As long as others didn't provoke him, he would not want to make enemies with others anymore. For example, Wan Baoguo and Wan Xinrong, a few years ago, he would definitely have to step on the other party to the end. It was impossible for Wan Baoguo to say a few soft words, so he would not blame him and cooperate with the other party to make money.

But he never expected that the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind continued: "Who is framed by me?" Wang Hao narrowed his eyes and thought in his heart. The first person he thought of was Zhang Chengye, because he had fought with many awesome people in recent years, and only Zhang Chengye put him in danger a few times. If he did not have the halo of the Ouyang son-in-law, the grass on his grave would be almost one meter high.

"Is Zhang Chengye, who is still in dispersed, has returned?" The more he thinks, the more likely it is, because he really can't think of who wants his life in Jiangcheng.

The matter between Wan Baoguo and Wan Xinrong has been resolved. The Wan family is a business family, and they pay attention to making money with harmony. Since they have already made it clear, it is impossible to stab the knife in the back. What's more, the person who killed was Eighth Master, a famous figure in the province's martial arts world back then, and the owner of the Hongmen Branch.

After thinking about it, Wang Hao still took out his cell phone and called Wan Baoguo.

Dou...Dou...

The ringtone rang six or seven times, and Wan Baoguo's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Mr. Wang."

"Mr. Wan, I wonder if you have heard of it?" Wang Hao said.

"What's the matter?" Wan Baoguo asked.

Eighth Master just happened to him, and the news has not reached him yet. After all, in Jiangcheng, they don’t have that much energy.

"The Eighth Master just died." Wang Hao said lightly, and at the same time he listened to the other party's reaction intently, trying to find some clues.

"What?" Wan Baoguo exclaimed, not sounding like he was pretending: "This, this..."

"Mr. Wan, shouldn't this matter have anything to do with you?" Wang Hao's voice was a little cold.

"Uh? Mr. Wang, I swear that the Eighth Master's death has nothing to do with me. Our Wan family is a business family and does not get involved in the affairs of the world." Wan Baoguo immediately spoke, clearing the Wan family and the Eighth Master's death.

"Then who said Eighth Master might have killed him?" Wang Hao asked.

"The most likely one you killed." Wan Baoguo thought to himself, but naturally he couldn't say it out loud. The last time he and his son Wan Xinrong were almost killed by heavy trucks in Jiangcheng, so he had deep suspicion of Wang Hao.

"This... I don't know very well. After all, Eighth Master has been in the world for decades, so there are always a few enemies." He said, no one offended anyone, and it was the same as not saying it.

Wang Hao frowned slightly, thinking that it was Wan Xinrong's idea to find someone to kill him last time, so he spoke to Wan Baoguo and reminded him: "Mr. Wan, should you confirm this matter with Mr. Xiao Wan? Don't talk too much."

"Xinrong can't do such things, Mr. Wang, I think you should trust the police. If you hand over this matter to the police, one day it will be revealed." Wan Baoguo said, but he was a little uneasy. Since Wan Xinrong can attack Wang Hao, why can't he attack the Eighth Master? Besides, the Eighth Master wants 100 million, he has always been upset.

"Since it's not Mr. Wan's work, I'll hang up first." Wang Hao hung up the phone, frowned, and carefully recalled what Wan Baoguo said just now and his tone. The feeling that Wan Baoguo didn't seem to be pretending, and the Eighth Master's death should have nothing to do with him.

"Who wouldn't the Wan family be? Could it be that some enemy of the Eighth Master, who saw the opportunity, killed him and pushed him on me, so that he could get away with the law?" Wang Hao thought in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more possible it was.

After leaning a little, he stood up and walked out: "Uncle, I'll leave first. This is a bit troublesome. It seems that he is coming to me."

"Ordinary people dare not touch the Eighth Master at all. It is not easy for those who dare to kill the Eighth Master. They are either outlaws or come to take revenge. It is not easy to deal with both of these people. Be careful yourself." Yilong said.

"Yes!" Wang Hao nodded, then quickly left with Ning Yong.

He drove to the place where the accident first. Because it was only more than 500 meters away from the place where Yilong lived, he arrived soon, but now he was surrounded by traffic police. Baye and three others had been transported away by ambulances. The flattened car was being lifted onto the trailer by crane.

Wang Hao thought for a while, took out his cell phone and called Xiong Bing: "Hey, Brother Xiong, a car from the provincial capital on Renmin Avenue was beaten up by the territory. A man named Baye died inside. Please help check the vehicle that caused the accident. The other party may be coming to me."

"I have heard of this matter. Now the city traffic police department is investigating it. I'll ask someone to ask." Xiong Bing said.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong."

"Haozi, who is the origin of that Eighth Master?" Xiong Bing asked. He had been in Jiangcheng and did not know about the provincial capital.

"The famous figures on our provincial road." Wang Hao briefly said.

"Then you should be careful."

"Well, Brother Xiong, you can check with the traffic police as soon as possible. I need to know the situation of the vehicle and the driver who caused the accident." Wang Hao said.

"Okay, I'll call you in a quarter of an hour." Xiong Bing said, then hung up the phone.

Time passed by minute by minute, and ten minutes later, Xiong Bing called: "Haozi, the car that caused the accident was parked on the national highway of Majialing. This car was a car that pulled the river sand. The driver had been controlled. However, after investigation by some of the traffic police's preliminary department, the driver had been playing cards with people and had not taken the car. The car must have been stolen."

"Is there any information about the car thief?" Wang Hao asked hurriedly.

"The car was parked by the river, and there was no surveillance in that place, and no clues were found so far." Xiong Bing said.

"Well, thank you Brother Xiong." Wang Hao said.

"I will contact you if there is news."

"Okay!" Wang Hao hung up the phone because Gu Qianer's phone called in.

"Hey, Qian'er, what news do you have?" Wang Hao asked.

"Uncle, I, I just received a message here and was asking someone to check. I want to tell you, but you can't be anxious." Gu Qianer said in a heavy tone.

Wang Hao had a very bad feeling and asked quickly: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

"Sister Li Jie didn't go home last night, Aunt Liu Jing was looking for her everywhere." Gu Qian'er said.

"What?" Wang Hao's head buzzed. After a few seconds, he calmed down. The expression on his face was very ugly, and his eyes were filled with a sharp cold light.

"Uncle, don't worry, I've sprinkled all my hands out and are looking for Sister Li Jie. Tian Qi is looking for a surveillance probe around Li Jie's community, and it should be a result soon." Gu Qianer said.

"I know, I'll inform me immediately if there is any news, and I'll hang up first." Wang Hao said, and then hung up the phone. If it was just the Eighth Master who died, it would be impossible to be sure that the other party was rushing to him. Now that Li Jie is missing, it can be 100% sure that the person behind the scenes is coming to him.

"Who will it be? Could it be that Zhang Chengye really appeared again?" Wang Hao said in his heart.
Chapter completed!