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Chapter 1822

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"That's an outsider's business. One-eye, shouldn't we talk about our own business now? You came all the way here, there must be something important, right? "Uncle Xiang narrowed his eyes. He really wanted to know how Wen Xiao would respond to his questions.

"Uncle Xiang, I won't hide it from you … Something big happened in Hua Xia this time." Wen Xiao looked around as he spoke. He looked at the three tigers under Uncle Xiang and hesitated.

Uncle Xiang smiled and gestured for everyone to leave. However, his subordinates were hesitant when they thought about how dangerous One-eyed Wen Xiao was. If he and Uncle Xiang were left alone in the room and something happened, they would not be able to rush to the scene in time to save the situation.

Wen Xiao shook his head lightly and said, "Looks like Uncle Xiang's men don't trust me that much. Actually, I really don't have anything to suspect. Since I chose to come here, it means that I trust Uncle Xiang. If I'm stupid enough to do anything, it's really not worth it. If I dare to do anything to Uncle Xiang, I definitely won't be able to leave here alive. Hehe, since I've gone through so much trouble to escape from China and cross the border through the minefield, I don't intend to take my life lightly. "

"Did you hear that? One-eye is such a sincere person! You bunch of bastards, I've wasted my time educating you. "Uncle Xiang shook his head helplessly." Go, go, go, all of you go! Since Brother One-eye trusts me with something important, it means that he thinks highly of me! You guys actually don't know what's good for you? "

Hearing Uncle Xiang's words, his three tigers all left and chased away the people outside the door. They left Uncle Xiang's room far away. Everyone knew that One-eye had a secret to speak with Uncle Xiang alone. It wouldn't be good for anyone outside to hear.

When it came to secrets, the less one knew, the safer it was. As mercenaries, they all knew this very well. They wouldn't listen to what they shouldn't listen to, ask what they shouldn't ask, say what they shouldn't say, and see what they shouldn't see. Only in this way could they gain more trust and live longer in this dangerous situation.

Wen Xiao only breathed a sigh of relief when all the footsteps were far away.

Uncle Xiang looked at Wen Xiao expectantly, hoping that what Wen Xiao said would not disappoint him. Uncle Xiang was the kind of person who knew what he wanted to know and what he wanted to get.

"Uncle Xiang, I came back to Hua Xia this time to take revenge for what happened back then. I want to kill the person who forced me to this point," Wen Xiao said calmly.

"What was the result? Have you achieved it? "Uncle Xiang smiled.

Wen Xiao shook his head, "No, I wasn't his match and was directly crippled by him. He's completely crippled … he doesn't even have the ability to fight back. "

"But … you look fine now." Uncle Xiang pretended to be surprised.

Wen Xiao took a deep breath. "I'm afraid you wouldn't believe me even if I told you how bad my situation was at that time. At that time, Vulture went to Hua Xia to find me. He could have killed me in the hospital with just a flick of his finger. But he didn't do that … He wanted to see me suffer before dying. "

Uncle Xiang touched his chin. "This is indeed Vulture's style of doing things. But why was he the one who died in the end and not you?"

"This world is really amazing. There was something that could cure my condition, and Vulture knew about this secret. " Wen Xiao said, "Vulture tried to steal the magical treasure that could cure me, but he was killed by the Hua Xia police."

Uncle Xiang's laughter was a little cold. "One-eye, although I'm old, I'm not stupid. With the ability of the Hua Xia police, I'm afraid they don't have the ability to kill Vulture. "

"There was a special force that joined in." Wen Xiao explained, "It was impossible to rely on the police alone, but with the addition of special forces, Vulture was no match at all. There are too many experts in Hua Xia. You know that even if I don't say it. "

Uncle Xiang nodded. This made it more realistic. Vulture definitely couldn't have died in the hands of ordinary police. There must have been an expert, and an extraordinary one at that, to be able to kill him.

"Vulture couldn't take away the divine item, and I was saved." Wen Xiao said, "So I, who had lost all my martial arts, regained my strength."

As he spoke, Wen Xiao clenched his fists. He said all this to test whether Uncle Xiang was the one who cracked Vulture's email.

"There's such a treasure in the world?" Uncle Xiang shook his head. He didn't believe Wen Xiao at all. "Kid, don't make fun of an old man like me. Are you trying to make me happy by telling me such an imaginary story? Hahahaha, One-eye, you don't seem to be so naughty in my impression. "

Wen Xiao looked helpless. "Uncle Xiang, I'm really not joking. What I said is true. Otherwise, you see, I'm a cripple, and everything has recovered. "

"No one knows whether you've become a cripple or not," Uncle Xiang said.

"Vulture knows! He knows that I've become a cripple. He can even stand in front of me arrogantly and do whatever he wants to me. I can't resist. "Wen Xiao continued to exaggerate." Vulture knows everything! "

That's right, Vulture knows everything. He explained everything in the video he uploaded in the email.

If Uncle Xiang was the one who cracked the email, he would know that this was true.

"Hahahaha." Uncle Xiang waved his hand. "One-eye, it's not good for you to use a dead person as a cover. Anyway, the dead can't testify. Except for him, no one can prove how difficult your situation was at that time."

Wen Xiao was a little confused. It seemed that Uncle Xiang really didn't know anything about all this. "Well, Uncle Xiang, since you don't believe me, I won't say more."

"Don't, continue. Tell me your purpose." Uncle Xiang said, "I believe you. After all, you've come to my door. If there's anything, whether I can help or not, just say what you need to say. "

Wen Xiao shook his head. "It's useless to say more."

Uncle Xiang still wanted to say something, but he stopped. He smiled faintly and changed the topic. "It's not easy for you to cross the border. It's time for you to have a good rest. I'll arrange a room for you. You can have a comfortable hot bath. It's not too late to talk about it after you've washed off your fatigue."

"Uncle Xiang, thank you for your hospitality." Wen Xiao said, "I'm just a guy who has nothing now. I have nothing to repay you. If you need anything, just tell me. I, One-eye, am definitely not the kind of person who freeloads."

"Hahaha, of course I know you, kid." Uncle Xiang said, "But I like guys like you. I treat you as a friend. If you say this, you're treating me as an outsider. I met you because I treat you as a friend, not because I want you to do things for me. "

Wen Xiao smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, go and have a rest. I'll ask someone to prepare a welcome party for you. Have a drink with me later as a way of thanking me, okay? "Uncle Xiang said with a laugh.

Wen Xiao cupped his fists and said, "I can't thank you enough. I'm ashamed to accept Uncle Xiang's hospitality."

"Brat, you're treating me as an outsider!" Uncle Xiang stood up and opened the door. He shouted outside, "Someone, take my guest to his room to rest. Get two soft and slender girls to serve my guest while he bathes!"

Wen Xiao thanked him as he refused, but Uncle Xiang still arranged two girls to scrub Wen Xiao's back. Wen Xiao knew that a large part of this was to "monitor" him, so he didn't refuse. Soaking in the warm wooden bathtub, Wen Xiao began to review his conversation with Uncle Xiang, trying to find some useful clues.

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