Cui Zhongcheng stood on the layers of dead leaves, looked at the long and narrow mountain road in the distance, and reached out to knock on the car window beside him.

There was still one person sitting in the car.

"Mr. Cui..."

Zhao Qiru was sitting on pins and needles, he didn't dare to get out of the car. He looked at the direction Lu Nanzhi came through the window glass. He knew more than anyone else what this conversation meant... The thing his father wanted to do in the Freedom Auditorium

Tell me honestly.

None of the people under Lu Nanzhi's hands are good!

But... there seems to be good news.

This time Lu Nanzhi came here, and it seemed that she didn't bring anyone.

At least so far, he has not seen the disaster star he is most afraid of...

"Where has the crow gone? Is he here?" Zhao Qi hurried in the back seat and observed carefully for a while, for fear that he would be discovered by the other side, but after looking for a long time, he found that Lu Nanzhi seemed to have only brought two people.

A meeting had been held at the Free Dance before.

It seems to be the one from the ruling office?

Another... was dressed very strangely, wearing a round shoulder cloak. He probably wasn't an extraordinary person from Dongzhou, but looking at his outfit, he didn't look like a master.

Zhao Qi had limited eyesight, for fear that he would take a look.

"Song Ci didn't come." Cui Zhongcheng said lightly, "Why, are you afraid of being beaten by him?"

"no……"

Zhao Qi swallowed, his voice was very small, and he corrected it with little confidence: "...I'm afraid he will be beaten to death."

That guy Song Ci is a famous madman.

I was caught in the dance party and almost got skinned.

If he was present today, no matter how he said he would not dare to get out of the car.

Cui Zhongcheng held his glasses and whispered: "You might as well tell you the truth. Song Ci was injured in the battle against the [Apostle] and is currently healing."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi breathed a little relieved.

"But... can you escape for one day or a year?" Mr. Xiao Cui said again: "After the battle of the apostles, Song Ci's status is completely different from before. Now he is an important figure in the East Overseas Parliament. He is absolutely absolutely

The core is the [Apostle] who carries the will of God. After his injury heals, if you want to capture you, you are in Dadu and it will be useless to hide anywhere."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi was stunned.

He was a little dazed and subconsciously said, "But my father..."

He stopped halfway through the conversation.

Lu Nanzhi pushed the wheelchair, ran through layers of dead leaves, and entered the back of Muwan Wuwan Mountain, and he also saw it in the car.

My father, the father who was once as majestic as a mountain and could not be looked up to...

Now I can only live in a chair, aging and withering, like a withered leaf.

"Think about it... You may not obey the old man's previous arrangements, but if you insist on staying in Dadu, no one can guarantee what your tomorrow will look like. Maybe one day, Song Ci, who was angry, put your head with a fist on his head

It is not impossible to ruin it." Cui Zhongcheng said calmly: "Of course... these are on the premise that the wife forgives you. If she chooses not to forgive today, even going to Beizhou is a luxury."

Zhao Qi opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

He wanted to ask Mr. Xiao Cui to save him... But he thought that a long time ago, the assistant of the parliamentarian who was in charge of the keys for "Zhao" refused his request.

He thought that he could be very indulgent and happy as a pool of mud in his life.

Who can refuse his request?

Who dares to reject his request?

It was not until the mountain that he hated the most that was about to fall... Zhao Qi realized his stupidity.

The mud has a wall to rely on, but has nothing to do with the mud, but has to do with the wall.

After the wall collapses... the mud can only live in the pit.

...

...

Zhao Qi lowered his head, as if he was thinking... In fact, his mind was blank. His future choices were met and he was confused into mud at this moment.

On the day of the election of the parliamentary ceremony, Lu Nanzhi jumped out to sing a refusal, standing opposite his father and opposite the banner... At that time, he thought that this woman would lose a lot.

But now, I am wrong.

It was already a compromise that my father chose to talk to Lu Nanzhi here today.

When did my father compromise?

The dispute over the bill in Dadu... I'm afraid it will come to an end soon.

So, how should I choose?

Really...going to Beizhou?

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Just as Zhao Qi was thinking about it, a gentle knock sound came from outside the car window. Master Zhao raised his head blankly and saw a familiar face.

This boy... was the security officer who was responsible for checking the guests at the Free Dance.

Before, this was a small character that I would never take a look at.

Now it's different... This is the close servant brought by Lu Nanzhi, and he may have to deal with him next.

Zhao Qi rolled down the car window and tried hard to squeeze out a smile.

"Arbitration, Gu Shen." Cui Zhongcheng briefly introduced Gu Shen, saying: "Mr. Shu's closed disciple is the new S-level."

"Looking for a long time..." Zhao Qi sat in the car and didn't want to move. To be precise, he didn't dare to move.

What good things can happen if I hurried in this corner and came to me?

"You are kind... Mr. Zhao, they are all old acquaintances." Gu Shen asked with a smile: "Mr. Cui, can I chat with him alone?"

When... Gu Shen and Zhao Qi are old acquaintances?

Cui Zhongcheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

He saw Zhao Qi's hunching posture in the car and his face full of resistance... that expression almost made us unfamiliar with it on his face.

Zhao Qi cast a look of help from Cui Zhongcheng.

Do you hope you will decline?

Mr. Xiao Cui said in a very soft voice: "Since I am an old acquaintance, I won't disturb you from reminiscing about the past."

He did not speak for Zhao Qi, but chose to leave.

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

Gu Shen gently pressed the shaking window glass with one hand. The palm did not exert much force, but the overall control system connecting the deep sea failed. Zhao Qi, who tried to maintain a dignified manner, poked the remote control button.

I can no longer shake the window.

"Young Master Zhao?"

Gu Shen frowned slightly and smiled, "You don't seem to welcome me?"

"Where is it..." Zhao Qi smiled pale, "It's just that we have only met once, and it seems that we are not an old acquaintance... It should be that there is nothing to talk about... right?"

"Oh...is it?"

Gu Shen said softly: "Think about it carefully, have you really only met once?"

Zhao Qi was stunned.

A ray of flame flew out from Gu Shen's eyebrows, carrying a memory from a late night in the old city, and crashed into Zhao Qi's mind.

Night wind, street lights, motorcycles, alcohol.

And... a heavy punch.

Countless clips flashed back, and finally ignited like a firing needle. Zhao Qi instantly woke up from his memory, gasping for breath, and looking at the boy outside the car window in a daze.

"That night, it was you?!"

Gu Shen chuckled softly, "So... he is an old acquaintance."
Chapter completed!