The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

The skill of road repair is also good, but compared with the masters of the Xingzhong Society, it is not enough. With the mysterious identity of road repair, Solo will never believe that he can't find a good master.

But practicing martial arts requires aptitude, and building roads is not the material for practicing martial arts. It is estimated that it has taken a lot of hardships to have such a hand.Therefore, it will take a little effort to understand Solo's changes in body and appearance.

"Hehe...Brother Xiulu, how old am I? When I was growing my body, I grew a little taller, and my appearance was a little bit different. This is normal. Have you ever heard of the eighteenth male transformation?

Didn’t Mr. Zhao say that I’ve become so handsome just now, and there are seventeen more changes, right?In the future, maybe I will go after Brother Xiu's handsomeness, you are my idol..."

For road repair, Solo has always kept close and not intimidating, and his attitude is just right, otherwise it would be rude, and repair road also has a good impression of him because of Solo's attitude.

"You boy, you are amazing! I can't accept your appearance for the time being. Although you have become taller and more handsome, I feel that you have grown up, but it doesn't matter, you can adapt slowly..." Xiulu said and stretched out his hand to invite Solo to sit down. Down.

After everyone was seated again, Xiulu was the first to speak: "Solo, we are friends, and Qiu Chi is also friends, so it's not polite to speak.

Qiuchi must have had an accident, I came here because I couldn't get through the phone, and then Mr. Long said that the two masters you sent to Qiuchi also lost contact.

According to the agreement between you and Qiuchi, you are obliged to protect Qiuchi's safety. I may not be qualified to say such a thing, but I said that we are all friends, so I have said too much, I hope you don't mind.

Now that you're here, we have to quickly find a way to find Qiuchi, and then think about who would make things difficult for Qiuchi, and find out the reason..."

"Brother Xiulu, if someone else said this, I would be anxious with him immediately. After all, this is a family matter between us and Qiuchi, but it doesn't matter what you say, you are also for the good of sister Qiuchi..." Solo pointed at Xiu After Lu nodded, he turned to look at Long Wu.

"Are you clear about Miss Qiuchi's recent activities?" Solo asked.

"Master Suo, according to our previous agreement, we are obliged to protect Boss Qiu's safety at any time, but the premise is that Boss Qiu will provide us with her activity plan.

But I have been urging Boss Qiu to provide us with the event plan, but she has been refusing, so we don't know..."

"Fifth Lord, I don't blame you for this, but Miss Qiuchi is not an outsider, if you think about it again, where might she have gone?

Before leaving the Moon Palace, did she leave any clues or say anything, or even where Yang Hezhi ### appeared..." Solo interrupted Long Wu and asked.

After hearing Suo Luo's words, Long Wu glanced at So Luo gratefully: "Master Suo, I have checked all these, and before calling you, Mr. Zhao took people to look for it himself, and there was no sign of it." ..."

After listening to Long Wu's words, everyone fell silent, because Mr. Zhao didn't have any clues to go out in person. The problem seemed to be a bit serious. After all, Mr. Zhao had a group of masters who defied the sky distributed in the capital.

Solo pretended to be thinking, and inadvertently turned his head to Zhao Xiaohua. Zhao Xiaohua was holding a bottle to drink, and a meaningful look passed to Solo.

Solo knew that Mr. Zhao must have discovered something and couldn't speak out, so he lowered his head, and after a long time, Solo spoke.

"Waiting is not the answer, I think we should split up and check the places where sister Qiuchi may go, even if we search the capital, we must find sister Qiuchi.

Mr. Zhao and I are in a group, and Wu Ding is leading a group of people. The fifth master is waiting for news at home to watch the scene, and will notify everyone as soon as there is news. Brother Xiu will find a way to help you find it, and keep in touch..." Suo Luo said and stood up.

And at this moment, someone knocked on the door of the conference room, Solo turned his head away, and Wu Ding, who was standing aside, immediately went to open the door.

"Brother Wu, a child sent a letter and asked to give it to Master Suo..." A foreign security guard from Xingzhong Society handed a letter to Wu Ding.

"Where's that kid?" Long Wu asked immediately.

"Let's go..." the foreign security guard from Xiaoxing Zhonghui said nervously.

"Let's go, give me the letter..." Solo said.

Wu Ding stepped forward quickly and handed the letter to Solo. Solo opened the letter, and after a glance, his face sank immediately.

"What happened?" Xiulu asked.

So Luo turned his head slightly in a pretentious manner, and Mr. Zhao nodded slightly while drinking.

Solo immediately made a judgment in his heart, and then raised his head: "Brother Xiulu, sister Qiuchi really had an accident..." Solo said and handed the letter to Xiulu across the table.

Xiulu grabbed the letter and looked at it with anger on his face: "It's too shameless to use such a low-handed method, Solo, who do you think should have done it? Who is most afraid of you participating in this competition? Now what should we do?"

"No matter who did it, talent is the most important thing. This competition is just a false name. I don't want to compare, but I have to attend. I hope they don't do too much, otherwise..."

After Solo said this, he turned to look at Tang Ling: "Ling'er, you can contact your father, if they go too far, I think they will just wait to accept my father-in-law's anger.

Okay, let’s stop here, Mr. Zhao, I promised Qing Lin that you will help him maintain the order of the arena tomorrow. If you can come back with me in a while, we will set off together tomorrow. It won’t be too embarrassing for you... "

"It's okay, I just want to meet some old friends..." Zhao Xiaohua said and stood up.

"Solo... are you really going to give up this game? This is a chance that only comes once in four years..." Xiulu asked.

"Brother Xiu, don't you know who I am? I never care about those false names. Compared to a game and the friendship of friends, I think friends are the most important..." Solo nodded towards Xiulu after speaking, He turned around and left with Tang Ling and Zhao Xiaohua.

After eleven o'clock at night.

In a villa on the outskirts of Yanjing, Qiuchi, Xiulu, Tomahawk and Xiaobawang Xianglian are sitting in the living room, Xiulu is sitting in the main seat, just finished cooking a pot of Pu’er, poured five cups, and then bent slightly Handed a cup to Tomahawk, who was sitting upright.

Tomahawk took the tea respectfully and put it on the tea table in front of him, as if he was very afraid of road construction: "Thank you, young master..."

Xiulu said slowly: "The color of this tea paste is as black as ink, but it is a rare and good thing. The "Tea Classic" says that it is the first to sober up the intestines. I used to drink too much wine before I brewed a pot. Reluctant to drink.

There used to be better tea, but now I can't get it!It's something only the old men above can drink, and it's hard for ordinary people to get it.

It was two years ago. I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to meet the old man once. He saw that I like tea, so he gave me an 'antique tea' from [-] years ago.

It is said that it is the Pu’er Qizi Cake Neifei left by the old Tongchang company, but I was so hungry that I drank it on the day I came back..."