The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

"I wipe..."

In an instant, Solo's awesome theory made Qian Jinguo feel a black line on his forehead.

But she had to admit that her wretched brother was right, so she nodded slightly after swearing.

After getting the accurate answer from Qian Jinguo, Solo's handsome face suddenly showed a look of arrogance for no reason. No matter who said anything to him, he would pretend to be unfathomable, and just smiled faintly at the other party. But the eyes are cold, as if the gods in the sky are watching the tiny creatures at night...

In an instant, expressions of admiration for Solo appeared on the faces of the big figures of these big families, every behavior became more careful and respectful, and their words were even more polite.

"Fuck... If Huaxia attacked the eight countries first, it is estimated that Huaxia's current leaders must include more than half of Europe..."

Lao Luo finally couldn't sit still anymore. After his butler looked into the luxurious and artistic hall for the nth time, Lao Luo finally thanked everyone and walked out.

"Made, how have you been these few days?" Lao Luo asked.

"Honorable Patriarch, your servant Made Malagobi has reported very bad news to you. During the six days, three hours, 28 minutes, and 12 seconds since you left, there were [-] members of the Luo family. His life was taken by the devil.

At the same time, I have the most unfortunate news to report to you, my dearest master, that your No. 20 eighth daughter, Miss Sophia, is unfortunately haunted by the devil.

Now she is in a high degree of coma, the doctor has seen it, but...Master...I haven't finished yet?I wipe!So fucking rude..."

Before the old housekeeper, Made Malagobi, realized that his master had disappeared in front of him for a long time, made Made cursed loudly...

In the boudoir of Lao Luo's No. 20 eighth daughter, Lao Luo and his housekeeper Made stood anxiously in front of the bed, while Solo stood aside with Qian Jinguo and Wu Nier.

Solo's eyes are slightly closed. It's not that Solo is still enjoying the fun of pretending to be a calf, but the moment he enters Lao Luo's daughter's boudoir, Solo is almost blinded by the lady's boudoir.

"It's so fucking luxurious, so damn luxurious, this is paradise on earth?" Solo could only close his eyes and mutter to himself.

"Oh, my dearest housekeeper Mad, can you tell me, what is the name of my daughter?" Lao Luo asked.

"Dear master, have you forgotten? She is your favorite No. 20 eighth daughter, Miss Lucy, the most beautiful lady of the great Rothschild family!" Madeleine looked pale and respectful. , said.

"Made, my dearest housekeeper, can you really be sure that she is my daughter and not one of my wives?"

"puff……"

Wu Nier finally laughed ungentlemanly: "It's so nonsense, I can't tell whether this is my daughter or my wife. It seems that the life of the big family is even more corrupt than the legend..."

"Yes, my most respected, noble, and greatest master, she is really your daughter Lucy, not your No. 70 eighth lady Lucy..." Made said.

"Alright, Mr. Solo, the most sacred Patriarch of the Suo family, I can ask you..."

"Fuck, numb! Fuck off, let me see?"

Although Solo couldn't understand what they were talking about, the first thing he thought of was a celebrity in China: "Tang Seng".

"Okay, thank you..." Although Lao Luo knew the languages ​​of 28 regions and some Chinese, he still couldn't do anything about the Huaxia dialect.

He only thought that Solo was asking if his mother was safe in heaven, so he politely said thank you in Huaxia, and stepped aside...

Solo opened his eyes and looked towards the bed, and he straightened his eyes in an instant...

"Goddess Athena of the West? Virgin Mary? Shit, it's so beautiful, like a statue, just wearing clothes, it's a pity..."

"What happened? Dear Patriarch Solo? Could it be that she is hopeless?" Lao Luo asked Solo nervously in English.

Solo didn't speak.

Lao Luo asked again.

Solo didn't speak yet.

Lao Luo asked again for the third time, only to find that Solo's saliva was dripping on the neck of his girl Lucy, and then flowed down the neck into the little underwear...

"Damn it! Eat my daughter's tofu? I'm not even willing to... Lord, forgive me, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

Just when Lao Luo was about to get angry, Solo reacted at this time.

goooo...

Solo swallowed hard, then turned his head to look at Lao Luo, and then pointed at Miss Lucy's neck: "Old Luo, look, her neck..."

"Yeah... really white..." Lao Luo was very proud of Solo's compliments on his daughter's neck.

Nima!Foreigners have problems.

"Uh... I said, is it this..." Solo had a black line on his forehead.

"It's very slender, isn't it? Yes, it has to be inherited from my genes. Didn't you see that my neck is very long and very dynamic?" Lao Luo said.

"wipe……"

After Solo cursed in a low voice, he waved his hand, and after a flash of blue light, two teeth scratches appeared on Miss Lucy's neck. Two blue bruises were left on it.

"Ah, I see, why is this happening?" Lao Luo looked puzzled.

Solo didn't answer Lao Luo's words, and checked Miss Lucy's whole body again. Lao Luo's eyes were straightened, and he kept looking at Solo's expression with his eyes.

There is no way, the disease does not avoid the doctor, the doctor is the heart of the parents!

After Solo pinched the big foreign girl all over, he stretched his big hands in from her neckline...

Lao Luo's whole body trembled...

"Fuck, it's said that Easterners are very old-fashioned and more gentlemanly than Westerners. Why did the young Patriarch I saw today...he was too open...so exciting!" Lao Luo swallowed I spit in my heart and thought hard.

But at this moment, Solo took out a necklace from Miss Lucy's chest. The necklace was very simple, and the pendant of the necklace was wrapped in a black cloth.

"What is this?" Solo only knew English, but that was enough.

"This... a treasure in the family can be used to defend oneself against evil spirits, but I don't know why Lucy wraps it in a black cloth...

After listening to Lao Luo's words, Solo nodded slightly, then took off the black cloth directly, put it on his nose and sniffed it...

Lao Luo's face turned red at that moment: "Damn it, this patriarch who can fly in the east is too slut..."

Solo put down the black cloth, then lowered his head to help Lucy cover the quilt: "Okay, everyone go out..."

So Luo waved his hands at everyone, and Lao Luo's face darkened instantly: "Dear Patriarch Suo, is it too...my daughter is still ill..."