The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

The meeting room is luxuriously and elegantly decorated, and it is huge after all. A long meeting is as exaggerated as a football field, but there are not many people.

In front of the meeting table, there were only five people including Master and Apprentice Tomahawk. Apart from Master and Disciple Tomahawk and the middle-aged man who came with him, there was also a middle-aged man and a young girl.

The girl who seemed to be only [-]** years old was sitting alone on one side of the conference table. The beauty of her appearance made Solo's heart skip a beat.

However, no one dared to sit next to this girl sitting there alone, it seemed that everyone was very afraid of her.

When Solo followed Wu Tianjian into the door of the conference room, Solo's face became serious, and a strong sense of coercion made Solo feel very uncomfortable.

The Ministry of State Security has a total of [-] bureaus, and the [-] bureaus of anti-terrorism is definitely the overall situation that can be ranked first. Its strategic position is very important. Moreover, Wu Tianjian is not only super strong in personal combat power, but also a protégé of Long Qiyao.

Therefore, Wu Tianjian can definitely be regarded as an important figure in the Ministry of National Security, but when he and Solo walked into the meeting room, the people here actually regarded him and Solo as air, without even eyelids. Lift it up.

Wu Tianjian walked into the meeting room, and he behaved well. He didn't care about the attitude of these people towards him, and at the same time, he didn't say hello to anyone. He walked to a quiet place and sat down with Solo.

Solo looked up at these people, and there seemed to be some strange people here, the arrogance and fierceness of a teenage girl, the deepness of the middle-aged man who came in with the Tomahawk master and apprentice, and another unknown middle-aged man. The weird and violent expressions of the young people give people a strange feeling.

Only when Tomahawk and his disciple Xiaobawang Xiang Lian looked at Solo with malicious intentions, Solo felt that this pair of master and apprentice was even cuter.

After Wu Tianjian entered the conference room, he closed his eyes and meditated, without any hint to Solo. Solo was also in a fog, not knowing what Wu Tianjian wanted to bring him here, but he already felt something different in his heart.

Solo sat there quietly and looked at these strange people sitting there one by one. The moment his gaze touched the connection between Tomahawk and Xiaoba Wuxiang, Tomahawk and Xianglian almost directed at Solo smiled.

Solo is still his usual style. Although Zhao Xiaohua taught the pair of master and apprentice a profound lesson because of the incident in the Moon Palace last time, and Liang Zi was already deep in knots, he still nodded obscenely at the two of them and responded with a flattering smile. .

Then he cast his eyes on the middle-aged man with beard, ring eyes, lion nose, wide mouth, full of violence, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, his eyes did not meet Solo, But the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and Solo caught him right away.

Just this murderous intent made Solo's face serious. Although Solo couldn't see through the cultivation of this middle-aged man, he could be sure that if he met this person half a year ago, he would definitely Will not walk ten rounds in front of others.

Then Solo looked at the middle-aged man who came with the Tomahawk master and apprentice. He was sitting there with his eyes closed. His whole body seemed to merge with the surrounding space. It looked like it was far away, but it was still near. , Seeing the reality as false, seeing the virtual as reality, gives people a feeling of uncertainty.

So Luo was shocked, the strength of this person was beyond his estimation, probably Zhao Xiaohua's first-class master.

"Hiss... Tomahawk masters and apprentices are unscrupulous in the capital, and even the higher-ups can't directly move them. Could it be related to this person? Compared with this person, the combat power of Tomahawk is really far away, and it can't be compared..."

Solo was shocked in his heart, and then his gaze finally fell on the woman. To Solo's surprise, the girl who looked only ten years old was also looking at him with a deep smile.

Solo's whole body was shrewd and shivering. The girl's aura, which was only slightly revealed from her whole body, was comparable to that of the middle-aged man with closed eyes.

So Luo was apprehensive, and he also knew that observing others like this was a taboo in the martial arts world, and it shouldn't have been, but So Luo still didn't hold back.

Now this woman looked at Solo and hugged her with a slight smile. Just when Solo was about to return the flattering smile, a sudden sense of dizziness came from my brain, and then the figure of my woman disappeared on the seat .

It was not good for Solo to yell, and he used Suolong Jue urgently to suppress the discomfort in his brain. His eyes were only blurred for a moment, but cold sweat had already flowed from Solo's head.

The girl's figure appeared on her seat again. If the girl thought about it, Solo knew that his slowness for just this moment was enough to kill him more than ten times.

Solo wiped the cold sweat off his head without concealing it, and immediately lowered his head.

But the girl sitting there who had never disappeared before had a flash of surprise in her eyes, as if she didn't expect Solo to withstand his temptation so easily...

Just when Solo was secretly screaming, a group of people headed by Long Qiyao, Liu Zi's grandfather Long Yun, and Long Qiyao's protégé Zheng Weiguo, headed by Director of the Yanjing Public Security Bureau, walked in from the door of the conference room.

Behind the three people, Solo's master Nan Yin Lin Yin, the sixth son's master Zhou Kai, the sixth son and two middle-aged people came in.

Wu Tianjian, who was closing his eyes, immediately pulled Solo, and the two stood up at the same time, the master and apprentice of the tomahawk and the violent-looking middle-aged man with big ring eyes also stood up, but the girl and the peaceful man stood up. The middle-aged man who came with the Tomahawk sat there without moving.

All three generations of the Long family were present, not to mention Solo, the son of Long Qiyao, Wu Tianjian and Zheng Weiguo, two disciples of Long Qiyao, and the master of the six sons, Bei Fu Zhoukai, the spokesperson of the Long family, Solo's Master Nan Yin.

Calculated in this way, the Ministry of National Security and the military have almost become the world of the Long family. Until this time, Solo also understood why the Long family had to be so careful in handling affairs, and even restricted his own visits at critical times.

Long Qiyao's identity is the deputy minister of the Ministry of National Security. Let's not talk about how terrifying his status is. As far as Long Yun is concerned, although he is the deputy commander of the Beijing Military Region, he is indeed the official title.

Moreover, what is not known to outsiders is that the position of commander-in-chief has always been vacant, because in the military, no one dared to sit on the head of old man Long Yun.

It's really too much to say that I dare not, but Long Yun used the ancient words to call him the master of meritorious deeds, but Mr. Long knew how to hide his strength and bide his time, and put most of his credit on others.

Just such an honest old man in the army, with his status, character and achievements, even if the higher-ups are willing to send someone to do the job, no one is willing to do it.

What's more, it seems to be an iron law that no matter who is the ultimate leader in the capital's military, only members of the Long family will be used.

It seems a little too much to say that the Long family is loyal, but the Long family seems to have been silently responsible for the security of the country. It has been like this since the founding of the country, and this has almost become an iron law.