Next, Long Qiyao began to introduce these big names to Solo one by one, and he did not hesitate to recommend Solo to everyone with his words of praise, leaving everyone confused.

But what kind of existence is Long Qiyao? Not to mention that behind him is Deputy Commander Long Yun, a tiger with sharp teeth.

Even if there is no Long Yun, as far as Long Qiyao is concerned, they will work together to curry favor and they may not even have a chance.

When Long Qiyao pulled Solo to the middle-aged man at the end, Long Qiyao's face immediately sank:

"Luo Er, let's meet. This is Zheng Weiguo, the director of the Yanjing Public Security Department, one of my few incompetent disciples. After all, you have to call him senior brother..."

After listening to Long Qiyao's words, Solo was slightly stunned. He never thought that this middle-aged man who was not a few years younger than Long Qiyao would be Long Qiyao's disciple, and he had already done something right at such a young age.

The position of director of the Public Security Department...

Zheng Weiguo, the director of the Public Security Department, stood in front of Long Qiyao with a respectful expression, not daring to show his dignity. After hearing Long Qiyao's words, he immediately smiled and reached out to Solo with a smile on his face.

However, with Solo's scheming mind, he inadvertently discovered this Yanjing Giant Buddha, who was definitely worthy of weight in his eyes. Standing in front of Long Qiyao, cold sweat broke out on his head.

When Solo first entered the Qian family's living room, Zheng Weiguo had been carefully observing his teacher Long Qiyao's attitude towards this ridiculously young man.

When he saw Long Qiyao recommending Solo to all the great Buddhas one by one, he was already sure in his heart that this young man had secretly risen to power without even knowing it.

Being so valued by the Long family at such a young age, it seems that I have to take more care of this junior brother in the future. I am really derelict in my duty. I didn't know until the teacher pushed the young man to the front. I was too passive...

Zoro already knew in his heart that his godfather wanted to build momentum for him today. While he was grateful, he became more cautious in his words and deeds. His whole body exuded a fierce aura that was just right, not even the slightest bit vulgar.

"Hello Director Zheng, I'm glad to meet you. I will have the opportunity to learn more from you in the future..."

Although Solo looked flattered, he was neither humble nor arrogant, which shocked the old foxes present and secretly said: "There is indeed something extraordinary about the young people who are favored by the Long family..."

After a round of introductions, everyone sat down again. Solo just stood behind Long Qiyao honestly. Tang Ling and Bai Xue naturally had no possibility of being introduced to everyone.

Several of the old guys with terrible positions had some friendship with Solo's father, Suo Tian. After seeing Solo, they felt a little emotional for a while.

Among them, the giant Buddha named Mr. Qianjiang, the deputy director of the Ministry of Discipline Inspection and Supervision, waved Solo over and held Solo's hand with emotion:

"I didn't expect Suotian's children to grow up so big. I thought your father had helped me a lot back then, but I didn't expect he died young. I'm afraid your father's talisman skills were also lost..." The old man Feng Qingyundan said

, but also lamented endlessly.

Solo actually noticed the old man at first sight after entering the house. Now that he heard him talking about talismans, his heart moved: "Grandpa Qian, do you know about talismans? Do you believe in this?"

After listening to Zoro's words, the old man sighed and lowered his head. According to his status, he should not mention spells in front of the juniors. After all, these are things that are contrary to science and should not be said from their mouths.

Seeing that Mr. Qian was silent, Solo whispered: "Grandpa Qian, maybe I can help you with your matter..."

"oh?"

Mr. Qian's eyes flashed after listening to Solo's words, and then he turned to look at Long Qiyao: "Qiyao, is there a free room? I want to borrow your godson Suotian to have a good chat with him.

He’s an interesting little guy…”

Long Qiyao had already heard the conversation between Solo and Mr. Qian. He glanced at Solo with deep meaning in his eyes. Although the meaning of blame was not strong, the meaning was already obvious.

Suo** simply pretended not to see it, and Mr. Qian nodded towards Long Qiyao: "Qiyao, you know a little about me, so let me talk to the little guy, maybe he will really inherit Suotian's mantle.

I can’t say for sure…”

It seemed that Mr. Qian's status was not low. Long Qiyao was also very wary of him. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Uncle Qian, young people are reckless..."

Mr. Qian waved his hand, and Long Qiyao immediately ordered Long Yi, who was waiting on the side, to take Solo and Mr. Qian upstairs for a secret talk.

After Qian Lao sat down, Solo did not dare to sit down. He stood in front of him and looked up at Qian Lao. He said before Qian Lao could speak: "Grandpa Qian, is there anything unclean at home?"

After listening to Solo's words, Mr. Qian's expression did not change at all, but his heart moved slightly. However, based on his knowledge, he could not judge whether Solo's words were true or false. After all, he had mentioned the magic of spells before.

Seeing Mr. Jiang's calm expression, Solo thought for a moment and then said: "Grandpa Qian, as soon as I entered the door, I noticed that your face was covered by black clouds, and there were residual auras on your body after the talismans were cast. It looked like

You have already seen someone who knows about talismans..."

When Qian Lao heard what Solo said, it was hard to keep calm: "Solo, what else can you see?"

"One knife, one shot, one talisman, one sword, it's hard to be powerful. I think the people closest to Grandpa Qian are now terminally ill..." Solo said, bowing his head and saying nothing.

At this time, Mr. Qian had already stood up suddenly: "Son, how many levels of your father's Taoism have you mastered?"

"Hmph! Him? After I have gained insights into the art of talismans recently, I think that even if he is still in the world, he is no longer my opponent..." Mr. Qian knew something about Solo's feud with Suo Tian.

Located on the west hill of the capital, with both wind and water above it, it has been a noble place in the capital since ancient times.

"The East is rich and the West is rich"

Those who can live here in Xishan are not ordinary people.

The two-story small villa in Qian's hometown is independent of a quiet place in the Xishan Villa District. The small building is completely covered by pale black ivy, leaving only the doors and windows.

The small building is surrounded by tall walls, ancient pine trees, cypress trees, and thick black elms exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life. There are winding paths of shrubs and flowers leading to the secluded area. Although there are no water pavilions or pavilions, it is still a good place.

location.

When Mr. Qian and Solo came outside the small building wall surrounded by guards, the sun had already set, and the afterglow of the setting sun was like blood, and the reflections of mottled vegetation were all over the ground.

Guagua...

Several crows suddenly screamed and flew up from the half-dead big elm tree, circling in the sky and flying into the distance.

Zoro stopped when he was still some distance away from Qian's small building. He raised his head and kept observing the direction of the terrain around him. He didn't have a compass in his hand, so he only relied on his own eyes to carefully observe everything around him.

When he arrived at the courtyard gate of the small building, he glanced at the weak vegetation outside the courtyard, and wrinkled his head slightly, but didn't say anything.

Qian Lao ordered the soldiers on duty at the door to open the door and let them go, and then everyone entered the yard.

In a bedroom on the Qian### floor, the curtains covered all the windows, and the indoor light was dim. There was a yellow paper Zhusha symbol posted above the bedroom door. After entering the room, Solo subconsciously turned his head and took a look.

Paper Curse frowned again, but said nothing.

There was a large bed in the room, and an old woman was lying on the bed. The old woman was pale and almost ashen. She was already skinny and skinny, resembling a skeleton. She seemed to be on her deathbed.

Beside the old man's bed, a woman in her twenties was sitting reading a book. The woman was round and full of power. Although she was beautiful and mature, she was a rare daughter, but she often had the aura of a superior person.

It makes people directly ignore her heaven-defying appearance and give birth to a heart of surrender, giving people a sense of oppression.

When the girl saw Mr. Qian walking into the bedroom with a boy who looked like a high school student, she stood up quickly, called Mr. Qian "Grandpa" in a low voice, and then completely ignored the little brat Solo in her mind.

"Woman, why are you here free? Isn't the company busy?" Mr. Qian seemed to like his granddaughter very much, and asked with a smile to the powerful beauty in front of him.
Chapter completed!