C32 Wang li's doubt

"Wang Li, I can't move. Stop."

In order to get rid of the old man, Wang Li did not take the elevator, but went downstairs. After all, with the old man's martial power, the elevator was extremely dangerous.

In a moment, he brought Zhang Xueyi and sprinted down the thirteenth floor, with his strength, it was nothing, but it had hurt Zhang Xueyi, and it was as if her entire body had broken apart.

If not for Wang Li supporting her, she would have been lying on the ground by now.

"With that old thing's strength, if he doesn't want us to leave, I'm afraid he will have to chase us. Stopping now is courting death." Wang Li said indifferently.

"But if I were to continue running, I would already be dead," said Zhang Xueyi after a long while as he panted.

"Forget it, I'll just hide you from me."

Wang Li looked at Zhang Xueyi's pale face and sighed, he knew that she was speaking the truth and he really didn't have the strength to run anymore.

"It's really weird, where did Du Ziteng find that old thing, even I am not his opponent." Carrying Zhang Xueyi on her back, this thought uncontrollably surfaced in Wang Li's mind.

"I must figure out the origin of this old thing. If it's related to this old man, then whatever. If it's unrelated, then I will definitely beat him to death when I get the chance."

Ever since Wang Li had left the village, this was the first time he had been beaten to the point of running away. He felt even more stifled in his heart, and only wanted to find an opportunity to kill that old man.

However, judging from the martial arts and cultivation level of that old man, he must be inextricably linked to that old man.

If that was the case, then he would not be able to take revenge. Thinking of this, Wang Li became even more depressed, and started to think about various things.

"Why don't we send this girl back first and then find this old thing. If we don't give up now, we won't be able to feel happy in our hearts."

Wang Li thought.

He was a free and easy person, free and unrestrained. He had his grudges and favors to repay, and this time he was forced to flee from the forty-ninth floor. If he did not take revenge, then he would feel uncomfortable.

If a martial artist didn't have a clear mind, how could they advance bravely?

"Wang Li, are you the legendary martial arts expert?"

Zhang Xueyi leaned on Wang Li's back, and felt that his entire body was filled with power, with just a few leaps, he descended down one floor. This kind of ability was truly beyond her imagination, and she could not help but ask.

"No."

Wang Li was feeling very unhappy right now, as he denied everything.

"That's not right, you seem so amazing. This is Qing Gong right? It's really fast. Oh yeah, can you teach me?" Zhang Xueyi said.

"If you work hard, you can learn too." Wang Li said ambiguously.

Hearing that, Zhang Xueyi was immediately overjoyed, thinking that Wang Li had agreed to it, she immediately said: "This is what you said, I will definitely work hard, you must teach me when we get back."

"As long as you can learn it, I will teach you."

As Wang Li spoke, he moved like lightning, in a few blinks of an eye he was already out of Zhongyuan Hotel, his speed was so fast that even when he passed people, he would only create a gust of wind and his figure could not be seen.

"Alright, you should call now. Get someone to pick you up. I still have something to do."

After putting Zhang Xueyi down, Wang Li's eyes flashed as he said that.

"You want to leave?"

Zhang Xueyi tensed up when she heard it, even though she looked like she was kicking Du Ziteng away and the skinny old man at the same time. In truth, she was extremely nervous, only Wang Li was feeling safe by her side, and when she heard that Wang Li wanted to leave, she immediately grabbed his arm.

"I'm not leaving either. I'm just going to see if those two old fellows have left." Wang Li looked at Zhang Xueyi and naturally noticed the change in her heart.

"No, don't leave me. Can't I call you uncle master?" Who's protecting me when you're gone? " Zhang Xueyi pleaded pitifully.

At this time, she didn't look like a woman at all. She looked like a timid girl.

"Sigh, alright then."

Facing Zhang Xueyi's still slightly fearful eyes, Wang Li couldn't say anything even if he wanted to reject. He could only nod his head and agree.

"That old bastard."

Wang Li smiled bitterly, even if he went back now, he might not be able to find that old fellow, but if he did not go now, it would be even harder to find him.

Hearing that Wang Li was not leaving, Zhang Xueyi's exquisite face revealed a smile, she then took out her phone and made a call.

Not long after, a black Rolls Royce drove over and stopped in front of the two of them.

"Xiao Xue, Wang Li, come up."

From the carriage, Zhang Hengyuan's calm voice came out.

"Dad, why are you here?" Just now, she had only called Zhou Qing, and told him not to tell her father, but how did Zhou Qing tell him about it in the blink of an eye?

"Who else would come and pick you up other than me?" Zhang Hengyuan said snappily as he got out of the car. The bodyguard opened the door for Zhang Xueyi and Wang Li.

"You go to the other cars."

Since Wang Li and Zhang Xueyi were in the front and back seats respectively, Zhang Hengyuan had no choice but to send her bodyguards to the other cars.

"Mr. Zhang, be careful. We're right behind you." The bodyguard was well-trained, he glanced at Wang Li, then turned and left after saying that.

"Veterans?"

Wang Li swept his gaze across the other party and felt a faint Qi from the other party. It should be a soldier who had fought before, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

"I'm the one who dug up Li Yu from the wolf." Perhaps, Zhang Hengyuan sensed the gaze of Wang Li towards the bodyguard and said.

"He's an expert."

Wang Li nodded, as he spoke, he did not think much of it. Li Yu might be a good soldier, or even a soldier in the army, but for a martial arts expert like him, it was nothing, and he might not even be able to handle one move.

However, compared to the ordinary bodyguards, Li Yu was considered to be strong, so his words were not just for Zhang Hengyuan.

"Speak, why are you two here?"

After Zhang Hengyuan glanced at Wang Li, his gaze fell on Zhang Xueyi as he asked indifferently.

Although he did not express anything, Wang Li still sensed the dissatisfaction in his words. That faint imposing aura was not aimed at Zhang Xueyi, but at him.

But it didn't mind. After all, Zhang Hengyuan had probably sensed something and was almost unable to protect his daughter. It was natural for him to be dissatisfied.

He smiled faintly and did not reply.

"Dad, there's nothing much. I'm just here for a meal." Zhang Xueyi did not notice that something was amiss between Zhang Hengyuan and himself, he just wanted to cover it up.

"Eat a meal?"

Zhang Hengyuan frowned, then suddenly shouted loudly: "You want to take down my The Number One Room in Heaven for a meal? Also, who are these two people? "

As he said this, he took out two clear photos from his leather bag. They were two old men wearing a suit and Miao Family attire.

Seeing that, Wang Li was surprised, had extremely tight control over the company, such that after what happened in Zhongyuan Hotel, he immediately obtained the photo, the speed was astonishing.

Without even thinking, Wang Li could guess that it was the camera outside the room that took the two pictures, and since it involved Zhang Xueyi, it was passed on to Zhang Hengyuan.

This was probably also the reason why Zhang Hengyuan was here.

"Dad, where did you get this photo?" Zhang Xueyi was also very surprised, and asked subconsciously.

"Don't talk about things like that. Who are these two people, and Du Ziteng? Why did you appear here? Tell me everything, I want to know."

Zhang Hengyuan did not reply Zhang Xueyi, and asked majestically.

"Fine."

With regards to his own father, Zhang Xueyi was still a little afraid. Without hesitation, he told him everything that had happened and the reason why he was here.

After she finished speaking, she added, "Dad, which two old things aren't human? They're too terrifying. They still have silkworms on their heads."

"Alright, I know better than you whether they are human or not."

From the moment Zhang Xueyi started talking about this matter, from the moment she finished speaking, her eyebrows had been knitted tightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Zhang Xueyi also realized that something was wrong with her father and could not help but to ask worriedly.

"I'm fine."

Zhang Hengyuan rubbed his temples, braced himself, and asked Wang Li: "Junior Brother, are you clear on the origins of these two people? Why did they make a move against Xiao Xue?"

"I don't know where they came from."

Wang Li looked at Zhang Hengyuan, and said truthfully: "Senior brother, I also have a question to ask you, I wonder if this old man has any of my junior brothers, or if we have any other senior brothers?"

"Hmm?"

Seeing Wang Li actually ask that, a trace of suspicion surfaced on his face, but he did not ask anything, and instead said: "I am not clear if master has any fellow disciples, but it seems that master did indeed accept a disciple before you and I, and then that disciple broke Master's rules, crippled his cultivation, and kicked him out of the sect. I've only heard of this matter from Master, but haven't met that Senior Brother. "

"Is that so?"

Wang Li frowned, a pondering look sweeping past his eyes.

That old man didn't have a single drop of water in his body. He must be from the same school as him. However, his cultivation base didn't seem to be crippled at all.

Wang Li had doubts in his heart, and was not sure if the old man fighting with him was the senior brother Zhang Hengyuan mentioned who had been kicked out of the sect by the old man.

"That's not right. If it's that senior, he shouldn't be much older than that old man. But looking at his appearance, he's really too old. I'm afraid he's even older than the old man."

Suddenly, Wang Li thought of something. He felt that the old man was not a senior brother with a crippled cultivation, but rather someone in the same generation as this old man or someone even older.