President of Ruthless Soldier Wang Qiao

Ye Mo couldn't help sighing, maybe this old man has no daughter under his knees, he has already treated this niece as his own daughter, so he told her whereabouts, just in case something big happens one day , can leave a way out for this niece.

It's just that the old man never thought that his niece died not because of the turmoil on the road, but because of heart and lung failure.

The old man immediately thought of another question, looked at Ye Mo and asked, "Who is the girl who asked you to come! Is it Alan's daughter? What's her name? Where is she? She is my granddaughter, do you know?" I don’t have any photos, so bring them to me to have a look!”

The old man looked like a child worrying about gain and loss at the moment, Ye Mo could understand the old man's mood at this time, then took out his phone and opened the girl's photo and said: "This girl is Hua Shanshan, when I met her..."

Listening to Ye Mo's narration of these days' experiences, the old man's eyes gradually became moist, and then he held the phone and said with trembling lips: "Like! It's so similar! She and her mother are printed out of the same mold!"

The old man was immersed in the grief of the loss of his loved ones, and he didn't care much about the turmoil in the Chinese community. He only cared about his niece and Hua Shanshan, the little granddaughter from the beginning to the end, but turned his back on the dying leader Asked, this also made Ye Mo feel a little weird.

It's because it's more about the other party's family affairs. Ye Mo didn't ask any more questions at this time. He knew that the old man's mood was very unstable, so he didn't rush him. Just over half an hour passed.

In the middle of the journey, the old man kept flipping through the photo album on his mobile phone and talking to himself, crying and laughing for a while. He was used to being alone in a foreign land, and he even forgot who he was and what his name was.

Now that he suddenly knew the news of his relatives, he had a sense of belonging in his heart that had been silent for more than 20 years, and then the news of the death of his relatives had an impact on him. This kind of great grief and pain is not difficult for him to understand.

The most painful parting in this world is the parting between life and death between relatives. Ye Mo can be regarded as someone who has experienced it, so he cherishes the surviving brothers and sisters even more.

Now that the Chinese community is in such a mess, none of her so-called uncles in the United States has ever trusted her, and the only thing she can think of is you, the third grandfather who has never met.

If it is really a reclusive senior figure, and it is in this area of ​​Vancouver, at least a dozen buses and hundreds of people are the correct style of painting.

When Liu Sanye heard this, there was a hint of anger on his face: "What do you mean? If they are not here, I am the only relative of my granddaughter. Why didn't you bring her here directly? You already know my identity. What else do you need to investigate!"

After all, Mr. Liu is not an ordinary person. After the initial discomfort, he finally calmed down. Then he looked at Ye Mo solemnly and said, "Young man, I am very grateful to you for bringing this news. Thinking that my granddaughter is already this old.

After finishing speaking, the old man slammed the ground and got up from the ground. His whole body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped towards the statue of Guan Gong. Then he grabbed the heavy handle of the knife with one hand and shouted.

The heavy saber has no edge, but it has the same momentum when wielding it. The old man immediately yelled "Yeah", and the Qinglong sword was swung like a tiger, and even Ye Mo could feel the wind of the sword from a long distance away.

Ye Mo seldom procrastinates in his work, so he said straightforwardly: "The purpose of my coming here is very simple, I originally brought this girl with me, but thinking about it, it might be better for her to give her to my relatives.

The identities determined by both parties are open and honest, and then everything will be easy to talk about.

Ye Mo then smiled and said: "Third Master, why are you bothering? Why do you have to be so disobedient when heroes have their twilight years? Ordinary three or two bastards can't get close to you, but if a hundred How about a thousand or even 1?
Believe me, once people in the Chinese circle get wind of it, it is really not a difficult task for them, not to mention that they are not fighting you with bare hands, they are armed with guns, even if your apprentices Adding it up is not enough for someone to clean up with a gun.

Ye Mo laughed when he heard this: "Third Master, you can't say that, if you are still the lame man you used to be, I will bring her here every minute.

It's just that Ye Mo will not rashly bring the girl here before he understands the situation here, even if he is the girl's third grandfather.

If it wasn't for you, maybe I didn't know that I had such a clever and lovely granddaughter before kicking my legs. As for the purpose of your coming here, you can talk about it carefully. "

It would not be as simple as hurting his muscles and bones if he was wielded by this knife. Normally, if a guy who weighs [-] to [-] pounds is rubbed, it is not empty, even the bones will be cut evenly.

Even if those guys can fight again, one bullet can send them to the west, not to mention that there are only a few people who just came.

This old man is much older than himself, and he has experienced a lot of things. Apart from other things, at least from a personal emotional point of view, he absolutely cares for girls unconditionally and without asking for anything in return. Girls are here. Enjoy the warmth of home.

From these details, Ye Mo also probably saw something, but there are some things that need to be discussed with the third master Liu before he can make a conclusion.

The reason why Ye Mo walked all the way before was to have a look at the environment along the way, and to estimate the current power of this third master Liu. Although the guys who came before were not bad, but in general, Ye Mo was disappointed.

If you look at 50 or [-] years ago, all of these guys were capable of taking the lead, but now, after all, the times have changed, and what everyone is playing is no longer the era of fighting bravely and fighting bravely with a machete. Long gone.

With a sound of "Boom", the 120-jin Qinglong Broadsword was abruptly pulled out from the groove on the ground, and a cloud of gray dust was scattered. Obviously, the knife had not been moved here for a long time. .

Originally, I planned to bring her here directly, but I was afraid that you would not be here or that there would be some unforeseen changes. I could be considered as a pioneer to find out, but as far as I can see, I haven't found out what I want to know. thing. "

Don't think my words are ugly, just looking at it now, a bad old man who guards the grain and oil store, I really don't think you have any ability to protect her well. "

It's just that Mr. Liu is also getting old, and this green dragon sword is really heavy. After swinging this set, Mr. Liu's face also showed an unhealthy flush, and his bloated body trembled slightly.

Now everyone is talking about money, relationships, connections, or more directly, how many younger brothers have guns in their hands, and the one with the most wallets and guns is the master.

Although you are an old senior, it is not appropriate for me to say this, but I still have to educate you, people, sometimes you have to see the reality clearly, you are old, the knife is no longer in your hands, what do you think ? "

Ye Mo's words were straightforward, even a little slap in the face, the old man was furious when he heard this, and then he shouted: "Do you think I'm too old to protect my granddaughter? If anyone wants to harm my granddaughter, first ask me if I agree with this 120-jin sword!"

When Liu Sanye heard this, his face was also full of emotions, and then with a "clang", the green dragon sword in his hand fell straight to the ground, and a small hole was smashed out of the already cracked concrete floor.

Mr. Liu looked a little absent-minded, and his body was a little staggering. He was slightly hunchbacked, and now he looked even more stooped.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mo sighed helplessly in his heart. It seems that he really hit the spot. The lame man who was once famous in the past is really just an old man guarding the grain and oil shop.

Maybe it was because he was really bored, so he took in a few apprentices to pass the time, and it was considered a companion, but these apprentices were not the big bosses who sat on one side of the road.

As long as they have a decent appearance, Ye Mo can consider sending the girl, but it's a pity that Mr. Liu himself has long since lost his vigor and completely messed up the old man, and these apprentices under him are even more unbearable!