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Liu Changchun said with a face full of fear. Seeing that Liu Le still did not seem to care, he could not help but shake his head: "How about this, the Zhao Family asked me to investigate your information, I already said that I don't know, and you don't need to come back to my office. Just pretend that we don't know each other, I will not cause you any more trouble in the future.

Liu Le looked at Liu Changchun and asked curiously: "Is there something wrong with your head? I didn't say that I wanted to come to your office, you were not the one forcing me to come.

Liu Changchun nodded his head: "It's my fault, it's my fault, if there's nothing else, you can leave first."

Liu Le did not even spare Liu Changchun another glance as he turned around and walked out of the office. Towards what Liu Changchun had said about Zhao Feng, Zhao Changhong, Liu Le did not feel the slightest bit of worry or fear.

Coincidentally, Su Ru had resigned. He was not in a good mood these few days and was in need of people to cause trouble for him.

Liu Le walked out of the office, looking at his back as he walked away, his eyes revealed an expression of hatred and excitement. So the Liu Le that they were talking about was actually this brat, heh heh!

Now that you have offended the Zhao Family, I want to see how long you can remain arrogant for.

Liu Changchun thought back to that day in the canteen, the scene of Liu Le teasing him, the expression in his eyes grew colder. Boy, you will pay the price for everything you've done!

In the Zhao Family villa, Zhao Feng was sitting on the sofa. He lifted the leg that had been amputated and placed it on the edge of the sofa and looked at his father, the chairman of the Zhao Group, with a sorrowful expression on his face. "Dad! You must avenge your son! This Liu Le has gone too far, not only did he find someone to beat me up, he even broke my legs, how am I going to live after your son!? "

Zhao Changhong was a fifty year old middle aged man, his hair was a little gray, he did not even look at the side and sighed, he only spoke a few words in a tearful voice: "Trash, you have been causing trouble outside all day, yet you have even broken your legs, what use do you think you have?"

Zhao Feng was startled, he did not expect his father to scold him like that, and could not help but cry out: "Dad, you must uphold justice for me, this Liu Le, seeing that you are not in Jianghai City, he has been bullying me in every way, in every possible way, if not for your son's good luck, he would have died somewhere."

Zhao Changhong lowered his head and looked at the document in his hand. After a long while, he finally raised his head and lightly swept a glance at Zhao Feng.

The bodyguard immediately reacted and stood up. He walked towards the study room of the villa. However, he returned moments later with a card engraved with a lion in the water. There was a phone number on it.

Zhao Changhong passed the card to Zhao Feng and said indifferently: "You can call me this number three times. I will pay you the lower price, but … …"

As Zhao Changhong spoke, he finally turned his head. The wrinkles on his face were deep, like a mountain.

His eyes were very sharp and when he was staring at someone, it gave them a lot of pressure. Even though Zhao Feng was Zhao Changhong's son, facing such sharp eyes and extremely heavy pressure, he still felt a little sweaty.

Zhao Changhong slowly said: "You must remember this, every time you dial this number, I will pay a certain price, and even I will feel the weight of this price."

Last night, Hong Xiaoying was so tired, naturally she had a reason. Liu Le and Wang Xiaoya were half-lying on the sofa, watching the entertainment news.

At that moment, Hong Xiaoying was holding onto a microphone on top of the television, facing the thousands of fans and seven to eight entertainment hosts below, maintaining a warm smile on her face.

"I'm sure this concert will give everyone a different feeling."

At this time, Hong Xiaoying's face no longer had any signs of tiredness or emaciation. Her exquisite makeup and the hair behind her head made her look like a fairy that was breathtakingly beautiful.

Below, an entertainment star asked: "I heard that youth was the theme of this concert. I wonder why Xiao Ying would use this theme?"

Hong Xiaoying smiled sweetly. "Life is like a long road, and youth is the best part of the journey for every single one of us. I want to present the scenery and the people on this road to everyone through my song."

As Hong Xiaoying finished her speech, the passionate cheers of the fans could be heard from below.

Presumably, this time, her concert on the theme of youth would once again be on fire.

Liu Le lifted the cup on the table and poured a mouthful of water into his mouth. He said to Wang Xiaoya who was beside him: "Xiao Ya, don't talk about how you should say that Xiao Ying normally looks like a little sister from a neighbor. Why do you look so beautiful on TV?"

Wang Xiaoya laughed: "Have you taken a liking to my Big Sister Xiao Ying? Let me tell you, people who like Big Sister Xiao Ying all want to go to America, you don't have the chance."

Liu Le was startled by Wang Xiaoya's words and shook her head.

The corner of his mouth hooked up into a smile, "All of my heart is placed on you, how can I possibly enjoy Xiao Ying?"

Wang Xiaoya blushed and stuck her tongue out. "You're delusional, I won't agree to that."

As he spoke, he ran back to his bedroom.

Ever since he went to Jiang Yiqing's house yesterday, Liu Le felt that the relationship between him and Wang Xiaoya had changed a little. Maybe it was because she was in the billiard room, so she gave him a kiss.

She would even take the initiative to wait for him after school. It seemed that her future would still be bright.

It was just that when he thought of the matter regarding Zhao Changhong that he heard from Liu Changchun yesterday, as well as the things that he had heard from Qin Jie before, this Zhao Changhong's background was not simple at all.

Liu Le stood up, walked to his own room and pulled out a simple box from under the bed.

He thought for a moment and took out a small medicine bottle from his bosom. He opened the bottle and saw a black mass of things inside.

Moreover, this ball of black thing was still squirming inside the bottle, making it look extremely strange. This was the thousand year corpse poison taken from Jiang Yiqing's body, the strength of the poison was extremely terrifying.

Liu Le's face was solemn, his hand turned into a palm, and with a light wave of two fingers, a small part of the corpse poison was extracted from the bottle.

The corpse poison that was separated out was only one-tenth of its original amount, but Liu Le was extremely careful with his hands. This corpse poison was extremely toxic, not to mention touching the main body, even if he smelled the corpse poison, he would still be able to invade the body of a person in an instant.

As the corpse poison slowly flew to the top of Liu Le's palm, its main body started to spin, and a few impurities seeped out of the body bit by bit. The moment the impurities seeped out of the body, Liu Le's internal energy would grind them into powder, but in an instant, the corpse poison had shrunk to a small size, and its originally random shape was slowly changing into a spherical shape.

Looking at the black ball of corpse poison floating above his palm, Liu Le nodded his head in satisfaction. He took out a white wax pill from the box with his other hand and waved his hand, causing the corpse poison to fly out from his palm and fall into the wax pill.

At the top half of the sealed wax pill, Liu Le heaved a heavy sigh of relief.

Crushing this poison pill into pieces could emit an extremely strong poison aura. Even the most powerful of martial artists would be injured by this poison aura.

As if drawing a gourd with a ladle, Liu Le refined the remaining corpse poison in the medicine bottle into poison pills one by one.

He left a few poison pills on his body and returned the rest to the box. He closed the box and stuffed it under the bed.

Listening to what Liu Changchun had said, Zhao Changhong, who was also Zhao Feng's father, was very likely to make a move against him.

With these Poison Pills in his hands, Liu Le was confident that as long as the ones who came weren't powerful experts like old man Situ, he would be able to retreat safely even if he wasn't a match for them.

After finishing all of these, Liu Le patted his hands and sat on the bed. He started to circulate his Qi and started to cultivate the Heaven Swallowing Art.

The inner force in his body was circulating slowly. Because he had absorbed the cold qi the previous two times, Liu Le could feel that his inner force had increased by a lot, feeling that the inner force in his body was surging and churning. Liu Le could not help but reveal a smile on his face.

After circulating Heaven Swallowing Art for thirty-six cycles, Liu Le opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of impure Qi.

Hearing Lin Xinran's words, Liu Le could not help but reveal a strange expression.

Seemingly hearing the sound of Liu Le opening the door from behind, Lin Xinran slowly turned around. She glanced at Liu Le and barely smiled, nodding at him as a form of greeting.

Looking at Lin Xinran's expression, it seemed that someone was pestering him?

Liu Le did not go to the living room. He walked to the door of Wang Xiaoya's bedroom and knocked lightly.