Datong Restaurant, second floor.

After not seeing each other for more than half a month, the two of them continued to get old and told their own situation. Su Zhao calmly told her own changes.

Both parents died and their family business was taken away.

Such a miserable experience caused Zhang Shaojun to exclaim and his maternal love was thrilled.

"Young Master Su, please beg for the change!"

Zhang Shaojun showed a look of pity on his face.

"It's okay, I've already seen it!"

Su Zhao waved his hand, looking indifferent.

Even though he had the memory of his original body, it was still difficult for Su Zhao to have deep feelings for his family in his memory.

What's more, when he went back, all he saw was their tombstones and a pile of loess.

What's so sad?

Of course, take away his own life and bear the consequences.

The hatred of parents is irreconcilable.

Su Zhao remembered it in his heart and dared not forget it.

At this time, the sound of "Master Huang" came from the entrance of the second floor.

Then, a cheerful voice came.

"Hello, fellow villagers!"

Su Zhao looked up and saw that the young version of Brother Jie was wrong. It was Huang Feihong who walked over surrounded by everyone.

He was wearing a soapy white coat, a pair of thousand-layer cloth shoes, and kept holding his fists to greet everyone around him.

It is 80% similar to the Kung Fu actor in his previous life, but his temperament is better.

Of course, if you don’t have the pig tail behind you, you will be even more handsome.

"You are more energetic after a few years of not seeing you!"

Over there, the bragging uncle, who heard the voice, immediately greeted him. Huang Feihong hurriedly saluted him and said hello.

"TOEFL, Feihong, look, who will come back with me this time...Huh..."

My uncle-in-law smiled and turned to look for his daughter, but found that she had changed somewhere.

Instead of fiddling with her camera, she sat with another person at a table beside the window.

He looked closely and said, "Ho, wasn't that boy the Su boy I met on the boat."

"Miss Zhang, is that person the one you often call Foshan Shadowless Master Huang Feihong, Master Huang?"

Seeing this, Su Zhao turned to Zhang Shaojun and asked.

"Ah, Feihong is here!"

Zhang Shaojun stood up with a look of surprise and said in surprise.

"Sorry, Mr. Su, I'm losing my companion first."

She left a word and walked happily towards Huang Feihong.

"hehe……"

Seeing this, Su Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

Even though he was not attracted to Aunt Thirteen, it was very comfortable to be able to chat with the beautiful girl.

At the moment, if the beauty abandons him and turns to others, any man will feel unhappy.

Even if this person is Huang Feihong, who is 70 to 80% similar to Brother Jie.

Fortunately, Su Zhao didn't care too much, just smiled.

When Aunt Thirteen met Huang Feihong, due to Chinese English, she even had some small farces, such as handshakes and stuffed meat, which were exactly the same as in the original work.

At this time, Su Zhao's eyes lit up, but a transparent box appeared quietly, with rows of red characters displayed on it.

[Optional task: Avoid Zhang Shaojun taking photos to make him look ugly. You can get rewards after completing them. No punishment for failure!]

"No, are you my gold finger or someone else's nanny? Why are you all inexplicable tasks?"

Su Zhao sneered on the spot and roared wildly in his heart.

Unfortunately, the unknown gold finger did not respond at all. I don’t know if it wasn’t smart or I was disdainful to answer his words.

"Well, I took over the mission, which coincided with my previous original intention. Try to get in touch with the male and female protagonists of the original work, gain source power, improve martial arts, and avenge family!"

Su Zhao thought secretly in his mind that with his current strength, he was obviously not enough to escape the pursuit of the court after killing the Admiral of Nanyue.

You know, this is a world with martial arts, not a world of technology that has traveled through time.

Even the people have countless martial arts masters. So, how many unknown means are hidden in the Eastern Empire that has ruled the world for hundreds of years?

If there were no such secret existence, Su Zhao believed that there would be more than one person in this world who dared to take the blame for the world, break into the palace, and take away the emperor's head.

However, successive emperors died of illness and old age, but they were not assassinated.

From this we can see that the palace must have many murderous intents and every step is terrifying. It is definitely not just one or two masters who can do it recklessly.

It is precisely because of this that Su Zhao did not act recklessly.

Otherwise, he would have broken into the Admiral's Mansion of the Nanyue Navy, removed the head of Admiral Kang'an, and paid tribute to his parents.

How could he allow him to live until now?

Over there, after chatting with Huang Feihong for a while, Aunt Thirteen talked to her, she remembered Su Zhao's existence and hurriedly took Huang Feihong to him.

"Feihong, this is a friend I met when I returned to China. Mr. Su Zhaosu. Mr. Su helped me to save the siege when he was on the boat!"

Aunt Thirteen introduced the two of them, and then introduced to Su Zhao: "Mr. Su, let me introduce you. This is Master Huang Feihong and Huang who I told you!"

Su Zhao had already stood up when the two of them came over. When Aunt Thirteen finished speaking, he clasped his fists and bowed.

"Su Zhao, Yangcheng, have met Master Huang!"

Huang Feihong looked at him carefully, wearing a suit, the braids behind his head were cut off, a top hat on his head, a tall figure, and a sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, which made people feel good.

What a spirited guy!

"Have you met Mr. Su, are you from the Su family in Yangcheng?"

Seeing Su Zhao bowing with his fists and reaching out to prepare for a Western-style handshake, Huang Feihong put his hands awkwardly and smiled back.

"The Su family in Yangcheng? There is no more Su family in Yangcheng."

Su Zhao sighed, not too sad in his expression.

Because, just after meeting with Huang Feihong, his eyes quietly lit up, and a row of words slipped across the transparent box.

【Source power +50 points】

"It's worthy of being the male lead, but it's ten times that of Aunt Thirteen..."

"But that's right, the heroine is just a vase in the original work, and it's optional..."

The joy in his heart flew in a flash, and Su Zhao's face did not show any signs, and he looked very free and easy.

"Mr. Su's mourning!"

Huang Feihong obviously knew what happened to the Su family for a long time. After comforting her, she couldn't help but look at Su Zhao differently.

It is admirable that you can still face it calmly after being destroyed.

At this time, Aunt Thirteen began to tell Huang Feihong about what she had encountered on the boat before.

"...That's it. If Mr. Su hadn't taken action, I would have been reluctant to escape!"

After a few words, Aunt Thirteen said the matter. Her wonderful eyes were flowing on Su Zhao's body, full of strange emotions.

After hearing this, Huang Feihong was extremely grateful to Su Zhao and bowed to him with a fist, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for taking action!"

Su Zhao hurriedly reached out to hold Huang Feihong's arms and said, "As both Han people, this is my duty, so why should Master Huang be polite!"

"Um?"

After Su Zhao held his arm, Huang Feihong immediately felt something was wrong.

Through the story of Thirteenth Aunt, Huang Feihong knew that Su Zhao and the foreign devils were clearly pecking each other, and where did the martial arts come from?

But at this moment, he immediately felt that Su Zhao's arm was strong and powerful, and the force he pressed was not owned by ordinary people at all.
Chapter completed!