The surname of Scorpion is Sith. When the transliteration of Sith is homophonic with scorpion, this second-generation rich man is notorious in New York and is famous for being cruel and ruthless. Therefore, he got such a fancy nickname. Others teased him with the nickname, but he enjoyed it.
Therefore, he can use it on himself with peace of mind. Because his father is a well-known businessman in New York and has very deep connections in the political circles. Scorpion usually leads a bohemian playboy life in New York. Occasionally, he flirts with female stars and plays.
Opening evil parties. Even because of his father's huge influence, he even got a job in the government department, although it may not be of great use. At least he has a serious position. He will not be criticized as an idler.
A prodigal. Today he unexpectedly learned that his old enemy Chu He was having dinner at his restaurant. After waking up from a hangover, he took a naked female model to the restaurant. He planned to humiliate this former young marshal of the World Club who had refused him a large sum of money.
To avenge his shame. But unfortunately, he overestimated his majestic image and underestimated the endurance of the former young marshal who was expelled from the association by President Os. With just two mocking words, the former young marshal
The adults brutally beat him half to death, and even used cigarettes to slightly disfigure him. Although he could regain his beauty after going to the hospital for a period of recuperation, how could this kind of insult be tolerated by the Sith?
He was very angry, so he yelled at his father who came to visit him in the hospital: "No matter what, I want him to die!"
When a dude like him, who has money that he will never spend in his next life, goes crazy, one or two lives are really not something worth worrying about. As long as the other person is not a powerful and overbearing person. Sith includes his father.
There are countless ways to kill the other person.
Seeing his son being beaten like this, Sith's father was furious. His face that was getting older but still majestic was filled with rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry. I will avenge you."
"Now!"
"immediately!"
"I can't wait a second!"
Sith, who was being treated by a doctor, roared and kicked his feet wildly, like a child that had not grown up.
"Not yet." Wilsis shook his head gently and said in a deep voice.
"Why?" Sis said coldly. "Are you just watching him be happy and ignore my feelings?"
"I asked you to test him. In fact, there is another purpose." Old Will shook his head and untied the tie that was suffocating him.
"What purpose?" Sith gritted his teeth.
"I told you before. My father is planning a plan that will take the family a big step forward. Once successful, we will stand at the top of the food chain in New York and overlook all living things."
Sith was startled at first, and then said in disbelief: "Father, have you already secured a spot to become one of the main members in this battle?"
"That's right!" Old Will's eyes shone. "Once this battle is successful, let alone the young commander of the Tianxiahui, even the president of the Tianxiahui will be free to play with you!"
Sis was even more excited than Old Will. He clenched his fists to endure the unbearable pain and said, "How long will it take?"
"One month!" Old Will said solemnly. "When you are discharged from the hospital, you will become a true pride of heaven!"
"Okay! I'll wait for you!"
Sisi stared straight at the white ceiling and murmured: "Chu He. I will definitely make your life worse than death!"
…
Old Will, who had been busy all day, comforted his son, then hurriedly left the hospital and got into a luxury car, and was about to give orders to the driver. His eyelids jumped suddenly, and he turned to look at the man in the shadow of the trunk: "You are
who?"
"You don't recognize me anymore?"
As he spoke, an old face emerged from the darkness.
This man was extremely old. His face was as wrinkled as an old tree, and it was hard to find a few black strands in his hair. But his eyes were exceptionally bright, as if they were set with two gems, shining brightly. He gave people the first impression
The impression was very different, but I had to be in awe.
"Is it you?" Old Will raised his eyebrows and said in surprise. "Why are you here?"
"Same as you." The old man said calmly.
As for Old Will, he did not dare to speak out. Instead, he made indirect remarks: "When did the Emperor Society become interested in this matter?"
"I'm not interested in this matter." The old man shook his head lightly.
"But you're here." Old Will narrowed his eyes slightly.
If the Mikado Society gets a share of the cake, Old Will has to re-examine how to divide the interests of this cake-sharing competition. What makes him even more puzzled is that the Mikado Society and the Shinkai have always been divided into East and West, so how could this happen?
Are you going to take a share of the pie as an inferior person? Are you really not afraid of losing your reputation because of this?
"I'm the same as you. But I'm not sharing the cake." The old man pursed his lips and said. "It's their business if the Emperor Society wants to share the cake. I'm here just to pass on a message to the Emperor Society. They have to eat a piece of the cake."
Arrogant tone!
But Old Will didn't dare to fight back.
Most of the arrogant people are qualified to be arrogant. The few who are not qualified to be arrogant have been lost in the sea of people and have lost their traces. The fact that the Emperor Society is prospering in Asia and is known as the Fourth World in Asia is enough to prove that they have
Huge strength.
Old Will calmed down for a moment and then said calmly: "Master Yichuan, I don't understand what you mean."
"Your son was severely injured." The old man said slowly. "And this person is my target."
Old Will frowned slightly when he heard this: "Are you looking for him?"
"Yes." The old man nodded.
"But he is not simple." Old Will said.
"He is indeed not simple." The old man's eyes gleamed. "How can a person who can make my brother die in battle be so simple?"
"What?" Old Will was shocked. "The old worshipper passed away?"
"You are too hypocritical." The old man shook his head gently. "Your acting skills are not that superb."
Old Will sneered and said: "I have only heard of this news before. But I couldn't believe it. After all, Lao Zongfong is a strong man at the top."
"Everyone says that he is a strong man who stands at the top." The old man said indifferently. "But who in this world can really stand at the top?"
Old Will was just a businessman and was not interested in the old man's theory. However, he did not dare to refute it directly and said slowly: "So, Mr. Yichuan also needs to do some superficial work during this trip."
"I've already seen you." The old man said calmly.
After meeting Old Will, he had gone through the process and done superficial work. Old Will shook his head when he heard this and said: "There are many participants in the plan this time. Although not everyone will come out to charge on the front line. But Yichuan
It would be very insincere if you just meet me."
"Say it," the old man said calmly.
"I will give Mr. Yichuan an address in three days." Old Will said with a smile. "At that time, everyone will get together and plan the next plan."
"Okay." The old man replied simply.
Old Will nodded slightly and said, "See you in three days."
The old man's expression did not change when he heard this, but a mocking word escaped from his mouth: "You guys are following Di Tian's ass to drink soup. Are you really not afraid of falling into a pit?"
Old Will frowned when he heard this: "Master Yichuan, what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting." The old man opened the car door and walked down slowly. "I just don't understand where Di Tian got such charm. He can make you fight for him even if you risk your life."
After watching the old man get off the car and disappearing into the darkness, Old Will said disdainfully: "How can a mere martial artist know the way to a shopping mall? He is so smart!"
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When Chu He woke up early in the morning, he saw his aunt sitting on the desk in the living room working. She was wearing a gauze-like pajamas, her hair was simply and beautifully pulled back, and she had an awkward pair of glasses on her delicate and tall nose.
Wearing black glasses, the whole person exuded a cool and lazy temperament, which made Chu He's eyes brighten.
There was a cup of cooled instant coffee on the table. Chu He walked over in two steps and said somewhat helplessly: "Drinking coffee on an empty stomach is not good for your stomach. Auntie, haven't you had breakfast yet?"
Empress Dowager Xiao, who was staring down at the computer, shook her head gently: "Waiting for you."
wait for me?
You should be waiting for me to go downstairs for breakfast, right?
Chu He smiled and said: "No need. There is everything in the refrigerator. I will make a hearty breakfast for aunt."
"That's fine." After saying this, Empress Dowager Xiao stopped talking and quietly stared at the screen to handle her work.
Empress Dowager Xiao is not used to Western food. This is what Chuhe noticed when he took her to have a French meal last night. It is not easy to find an authentic Chinese restaurant in New York. So he simply used the ingredients in the refrigerator to make one for his aunt.
A hearty breakfast is a way to reward my aunt's delicate stomach and fulfill my nephew's obligations.
Chu He, who was good at cooking, went into the kitchen and cooked a pot of porridge. He fried a few poached eggs and stir-fried a pot of spicy fried noodles. Within half an hour, he came out with fragrant fried noodles and porridge. Seeing that his aunt was still immersed in her work,
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Auntie, let's have breakfast."
"Um."
Empress Dowager Xiao was very immersed in her work. When she heard Chu He's call, she quickly packed up the documents on her desk and walked to the dining room.
Maybe it was because she had only eaten local food for the past two days. Queen Mother Xiao didn't say she didn't eat a meal, but every meal she ate was not pleasant. Now that she had a typical Chinese breakfast made by Chu He, she actually made an exception and drank too much
A bowl of millet porridge. After the feeling of fullness gradually increased, she put down the bowl and chopsticks to wipe the moisture from the corners of her lips and said, "It's delicious."
This is a compliment. It's obviously a perfunctory line about how good the French dinner was last night. It's not a heartfelt compliment.
Chu He, who was finishing the remaining food in Feng Zhuan Can Yun, also put down his bowls and chopsticks, suppressed his craving for cigarettes and said, "Auntie, are we still in the hotel today?"
"No." Queen Mother Xiao shook her head and said meaningfully, "Go see Boss Xia."
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[Author's digression]: 3 updates in the next two days~
