Qinglin had never looked down upon Solo, and when she saw Solo's wretched smile and image of a humble citizen, she felt sorry for Solo in her heart.

But the woman in front of Solo... and the old man behind Solo...

hiss……

"Master, where did this wretched guy get two masters? The Qian family and the Long family sent him? No, the Qian family and the Long family should not be able to bear such masters to follow this wretched boy..."

As Qinglin thought about it, he stood up with a smile and nodded slightly at Solo: "The presence of Big Boss Suo really brings glory to the Qinglin Gang. Welcome..."

"Ah... Mr. Qinglin, it's a pleasure to meet you. You sent so many people to greet Suo. I'm really flattered by Suo. Mr. Qinglin is so polite..." Zoro looked at the dense crowd of thugs around him with a look of horror.

Looking at it, he spoke nervously.

A look of disdain flashed through Qinglin's eyes: "Kekeke... Boss Suo is the God of Wealth of our Qinglin Gang. If I don't line up to greet you, I'm afraid I'll lose etiquette..."

Qing Linmei said with a smile, but she stood still and did not show too much politeness to Zoro.

When Solo came to Qinglin's table, Tang Ling and Zhao Xiaohua took the initiative to stand behind Solo. Solo nodded obscenely with a flattering look on his face and walked to Qinglin's face and stretched out his hand:

"Hahahahaha...Hello, Mr. Master, long time no see..."

Facing Solo's outstretched hands, Qinglin turned a blind eye and just nodded slightly to Zoro as a return gift: "Boss Suo, please sit down..." Qinglin said and then sat down on his own.

Zoro didn't feel embarrassed, he stared at Qing Lin who had a foxy aura all over his body, his saliva flowed out, his eyes were on fire: "The Qing Lin master is so beautiful, I'm afraid some ancient Ximei, Daji, Bao Si

They are far inferior to the great master..." The beauties Solo described are beautiful, but there is no good person.

Facing Solo's boldness and provocation, the smile on Qinglin's face became thicker and thicker, but the murderous intent was surging in his eyes: "Please sit down, boss. It's not easy for standing guests to answer correctly..."

"Ah... ok, ok, ok..."

Zoro agreed and sat down face to face with Qinglin, but his eyes kept scanning Qinglin's plump chest...

"Master Qinglin, how old are you?" Zoro looked at the two beating plump breasts and asked like an idiot.

"Giggle...Boss Solo, you are really weird. As the saying goes: 'Men don't care about income, women don't care about age.' You don't even understand this, right?" Qinglin looked at Suo Luo with disdain.

Luo.

"Ah? Is there such a thing? You're so knowledgeable, Mr. Qinglin, didn't you invite me to dinner? I didn't eat tonight, so I'm hungry, so let's serve the food! How about we talk about something while eating?

"

Zoro struggled to move his eyes away from Qinglin's chest, then once again stared greedily at her little face, and then said carelessly.

After listening to Zoro's words, Qing Lin's face was stunned, but he still clapped his hands, and the thug waiting on the side immediately walked over with a low eyebrow.

"Boss Suo is hungry, let's have a dinner..." Qing Lin ordered.

"Yes..." The thug agreed and immediately retreated.

While the food was being served, Zoro pestered Qinglin and asked him questions. Even the eighteenth generation of his ancestors asked very detailed questions. He didn't care that Qinglin didn't answer a word and his face became increasingly cold.

.

When the food was ready, Solo didn't wait for Qinglin to be polite and turned around to ask Zhao Xiaohua and Tang Ling to sit down and eat. Tang Ling was still hesitant, but Zhao Xiaohua didn't care about that.

Zoro asked him to eat, and he started to eat right after he sat down. Not to mention Qinglin, even Zoro was not polite to him, he ate heartily and looked like a wretched person.

Tang Ling hesitated for a moment and then sat next to Solo. When he saw Solo and Zhao Xiaohua starting to have a turbulent relationship, she was no longer polite.

Qinglin and the masters of the Qinglin Gang all opened their mouths with ghostly expressions on their faces, especially the Qinglin Gang. They really suspected that their leader had invited someone back...

"Giggle... Boss Suo is really a sweetheart. Does the Xingzhong Association really have no rules? On this occasion, even if I don't ask for gifts, they are still qualified to sit down in front of you?" Qinglin was stunned for a long time.

After that, he smiled and sarcastically said.

"Why don't you eat it, Qing Lin? The food made in a five-star hotel is different, especially this bowl of vermicelli soup. Is there any more? Let's serve a few more...

Oh, by the way, Qing Lin, I forgot to introduce you. The little girl next to me who is even prettier than you is called Tang Ling. She is my girlfriend and a freshman at Yanda University.

And this old man is my Uncle Zhao, he is not my subordinate, they are always in charge of me, eating together is to give me face, you should eat too..." Solo said with a mouth full of food.

"You... guess... this is vermicelli soup? That's the 'Norwegian Tianjiu Wings'. You can't buy it with money. Also, your uncle is from the country, right! The food is really good, and

Your girlfriend...is prettier than me?"

Qing Lin's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she tried her best to hold it back, looking at the two men and one woman in front of her with murderous eyes as if they were reincarnated as hungry ghosts, sweeping away the food on the table.

But in the end Qinglin still couldn't hold back: "Solo, my time is limited. Since you are so hungry, just listen to me while eating. I came to you this time just to ask what you did to the Qinglin Gang last time."

What Longteng Club promised."

"Ah? Promise? What promise?" Solo asked as he and Zhao Xiaohua grabbed a plate of food with their chopsticks flying.

Snap...

Wow...

"Solo...don't give me a toast or drink as a penalty. Back then, you promised me on behalf of the Xingzhong Association, the Qinglin Gang and the Longteng Guild Hall, that you would give 40% of the Xingzhong Association's shares to our two gangs.

Do you want to deny it?"

Qing Lin couldn't bear it anymore, so she raised her hand and slapped the table to pieces, causing the dishes to fly everywhere...

The two middle-aged men behind Qinglin took action at the same time, blasting the flying food and bowls towards Solo and the other three, while the Qinglin gang also drew out their knives and surrounded them...

But when the debris fell to the ground, Qing Lin and the two masters behind her shrank their eyes slightly and looked forward with horror on their faces.

At this time, the three of Solo were already sitting at a table in the distance. Solo sat there with his legs crossed and picking his teeth with a toothpick with a look of enjoyment. Zhao Xiaohua stood behind Solo with her eyes closed.

, Tang Ling was pouring tea for Solo with a teapot, the three of them acted like nothing happened...

"The boss..."

"The boss..."

Several small leaders of the Qinglin Gang came forward to ask...

Qinglin's eyes contracted slightly and he immediately regained his composure. He waved his hand to show that he was not in a hurry, and then stood up. Under the protection of two bodyguards, he changed a table and faced Solo and the others from a distance.
Chapter completed!