The personal soldier of the beautiful president

The sloppy uncle directly pulled out a plastic stool and sat opposite Mo Shaoai, with his left foot resting on his right thigh, his legs crossed.

He threw the iron buckle in his hand on the table, held the cigarette in his mouth between his fingers, and blew out a mouthful of smoke at Mo Shaoai, with a wretched smile on his face.

The smell of inferior cigarettes is very pungent.

No matter how calm Mo Shaoai was, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Damn it, where is the beggar coming from, get the hell out of here, young master."

Before Mo Shaoai could speak, Mo Xiaoshan couldn't help but jumped up, pointing at the sloppy uncle and shouting angrily.

The sloppy uncle tilted his head slightly and squinted at Mo Xiaoshan.

At that moment, two sharp rays of light like knives suddenly shot out from his muddy and wretched eyes, like two sharp knives, they shot fiercely into Mo Xiaoshan's eyes.

"what!"

Mo Xiaoshan felt as if he was being stared at by a fierce tiger, his back felt chills, and he felt a sense of imminent danger, which made him subconsciously scream.

He also took a step back involuntarily, kicked the stool over, and made a loud bang.

The sharpness in the sloppy uncle's eyes was fleeting.

When Mo Xiaoshan came back to his senses and looked at the sloppy uncle again, he only saw a wretched and harmless expression. The scene just now seemed to be just his illusion.

Mo Xiaoshan looked around and found that the diners around him were all looking at him, and some of them were pointing at him, as if laughing at his behavior just now.

hateful!

Mo Xiaoshan was extremely angry.

He stared at the sloppy uncle fiercely, and clenched his fists.

This disgusting bastard actually caused him to embarrass himself in public. He must teach this bastard a profound lesson.

Mo Xiaoshan didn't realize the danger of this sloppy uncle.

He became angry from embarrassment, raised his fist and rushed forward, but suddenly he heard his sister shouted loudly at him: "Stop!"

Mo Xiaoshan's fist stopped in front of the sloppy uncle's head.

"Sister, this beggar is too rude, I want to teach him a lesson today!"

Mo Xiaoshan turned to look at his sister and shouted angrily.

"You go outside and wait for me."

Mo Shaoai glanced at his younger brother indifferently, with an unquestionable order in his low tone.

"sister?"

"Go outside and wait for me."

Mo Shaoai looked at his younger brother calmly, and said it again.

Her voice was flat.

However, Mo Xiaoshan knew that his sister was very serious at this time, not joking.

He put away his fists unwillingly: "Okay, sister, then I'll wait for you outside, if you need anything, just call me."

After finishing speaking, he gave the sloppy uncle a vicious look, angrily walked out of the small restaurant, stood at the door, and stared fixedly at the inside of the restaurant through the glass window.

As long as the sloppy uncle dared to do anything disrespectful to his sister, he would rush in and kill the bastard immediately.

He didn't realize at all that he just walked through the gate of hell.

A master is like a dragon and cannot be humiliated; if he is humiliated, he must die!

If Mo Xiaoshan's punch had hit him just now, although the sloppy uncle would not have killed him, at least he would have given him a hand!

"Master Thirteen, my younger brother was young and ignorant and offended you. I will replace wine with tea and apologize to you on his behalf."

Mo Shaoai picked up the teacup on the table, raised his head slightly, and drank it in one gulp, with a very respectful attitude.

If someone who knew Mo Shaoai's identity was here, he would be extremely shocked.

The Mo family is a big family in the capital, and one of the great families that stood on the top of the China Pyramid. As the spokesperson of the Mo family today, Mo Shaoai is equivalent to the ancient county king!

Isn't it very strange for a county king to serve tea to a sloppy beggar?
The sloppy uncle put the cigarette in his mouth and sucked it hard, then exhaled a puff of blue smoke.

His face was hidden in the smoke, making it hard to see.

"Miss Mo is serious. I am a sinner of the Wang family, and I am not qualified to ask Miss Mo to make amends."

A deep and hoarse voice, with a bit of self-deprecating, came into Mo Shaoai's ears through the smoke.

"Master Thirteen, back then..."

Mo Shaoai seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by the sloppy uncle waving his hand: "Miss Mo, the previous things are over, so don't mention it, why don't you talk about this time?"

"It must have taken a lot of effort for you to find me, and you used the last token. You must have encountered a very difficult matter. Let me tell you, whether it is going up the mountain of swords or down into the sea of ​​fire, I will not refuse."

At this moment, the sloppy uncle put away his cynical expression.

Even if he messes around again and the token appears, he must cheer up.

In the late Qing Dynasty, the famous Wang family in the martial arts world suddenly suffered a catastrophe. At that time, thanks to the intervention of several big figures, the Wang family's lineage was barely preserved!
The ancestors of the Wang family were grateful for the life-saving grace, and left behind nine iron buckle tokens, as well as the ancestral precepts. The descendants of the Wang family, if they see the token, they should do whatever they can to satisfy the owner of the token, even at the expense of their lives.

Nine iron buckle tokens.

By the generation of the sloppy uncle Wang Shisan, there were only the last two left, which were still handed down.

Ten years ago, he received a token with an iron button.

However, that time, he failed to complete the task assigned by the owner of the token, which was the first time in the history of the royal family.

Wang 13 was extremely guilty and shameless. Since then, he suddenly withdrew from the arena and disappeared.

Who would have thought that his majestic grandmaster would hide in this small restaurant, become a chef, and change from a handsome and handsome knight to a sloppy uncle.

"The fragment of the secret record has appeared, and it is in Donghai City!"

Mo Shaoai looked around, then said in a low voice.

Wang Shisan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and suddenly two rays of light shot out from his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Really?"

"Well, it's absolutely true, Yuelaiju has already let out the rumor that it will be auctioned on another day." Mo Shaoai nodded.

This is no secret in the martial arts world.

That is to say, Wang Shisan no longer paid attention to the martial arts circle, so he did not receive any news.

Yue Lai Ju has already posted a lot of hero posts, publicizing the upcoming auction of secret records.

"Can the source be found?"

Wang Shisan seemed to be so concerned about this matter that he didn't even notice that the cigarette burned his fingers.

"It comes from a folk collector, but he has nothing to do with what happened ten years ago, but there is one thing that is very strange, how did this collector know the secret record?"

It is impossible for a folk collector to know what the secret record is.

Behind this, there must be someone secretly manipulating.

However, with the huge intelligence system of the Mo family, nothing was found, which made Mo Shaoai attach great importance to it.

She felt that this auction was probably a conspiracy.

Wang Shisan stubbed out the cigarette butt, was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "What do you want me to do?"

"Find out the manipulator behind the scenes! If I'm not wrong, this person should be related to what happened ten years ago. I think, you also want to avenge your shame."

Mo Shaoai stared at Wang Shisan with bright eyes, and said in a low voice.

It has to be said that what she said completely touched Wang Shisan's heart. The incident ten years ago has always been a knot in his heart.

If he doesn't open this heart knot, he will never have the possibility of breaking through in his cultivation base in this life!

Moreover, this is also his shame.

However, he asked a little strangely: "Just to find out the manipulator behind the scenes? Don't you want me to help you get the secret record?"

In comparison, the secret volume should be more important, right?

Mo Shaoai smiled faintly, and said, "If the auction is conducted in an upright manner, the Mo family still has a chance of winning, what do you think?"

"Oh... that's true." Wang Shisan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed at himself.

With the wealth of the Mo family, if you participate in the auction, the possibility of winning the bid is still very high. If this is the case, why take the risk to snatch it?
"Okay, I will do my best on this matter, and if I find anything, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Wang Shisan picked up the iron button on the table and held it firmly in his palm with a firm expression.

This time, he not only wants to complete the task perfectly, but also wants to get back the dignity lost ten years ago.

"This is my contact information. If you have any requirements, you can always find me."

Mo Shaoai left a note and 100 yuan for the meal, got up and left the restaurant.

But when she walked out of the gate of the restaurant, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at Qin Feng who hid his face behind the menu, and the two happened to meet each other's eyes.

The corner of Mo Shaoai's mouth curved slightly...