Chapter Eighty-Three: The Cold-Faced Hero
"Ding, random task trigger: Kill the blue-haired giant tooth wolf, task reward: 500 experience points."
Early in the morning, as soon as Su Mu opened his eyes, he saw such a mission news.
This time it was less than a week since the last mission.
It seems that he guessed correctly, as the speed of Reiki recovery accelerates, so does the frequency with which the system issues tasks.
"Blue-haired Giant Tooth Wolf ......"
Su Mu chewed on the name, it should be a different species when he heard the name, but the difficulty this time was obviously more difficult than last time.
Last time, it was just said that killing an xenomorph was okay no matter what kind or level of xenomorph it was, but this time, he named and killed this xenomorph.
Could it be that this xenomorph has any special significance?
Su Mu pondered for a moment, didn't come up with anything, and after stretching, he got up and washed.
After sending Su Xiaomu to school, Su Mu, who turned back, saw Guo Lin waiting at the bus stop at a glance.
"Huh? What about my goddess? The little fat man asked suspiciously.
Su Mu pondered for two seconds and said, "Your goddess...... Flew away. ”
“???”
The little fat man looked confused, what did it mean to fly away.
Su Mu spread his hands helplessly and told the other party about Lin Muyun.
"I'm so ......" Guo Lin looked at Su Mu dumbfounded, his face was full of shock, but it turned into grief in a moment, the little fat man covered his chest in pain, with a sad face: "The ugly duckling has become a white swan, I'm a toad, isn't she even more disdainful?" ”
"Tsk, it seems that your dream of becoming a dwarf rich ugly to pursue her is also shattered." Su Mu shook his head with a look of regret.
Guo Lin rolled his eyes and snorted coldly: "My goddess has become a princess, it's too late for me to be happy for her." ”
Saying that, Guo Lin looked up to the sky at a forty-five degree angle and said melancholy: "As long as she is doing well, even if we can't be together, I will bless her." ”
"The last love I give you is to let go of your hands, and I don't want to use words to pull, so I choose not to blame~"
The pleasant mobile phone ringtone rang at the right time, making the little fat man suddenly black, this is too appropriate, right?
"When did you change the ringtone?" Guo Lin asked with a dark face.
"Just now." Su Mu grinned, and then connected the phone.
"Mouse, what's wrong?" Su Mu asked with a smile.
"Brother Mu, can you come to my house?" Xue Hao's voice was a little heavy.
Su Mu's expression froze instantly, and he asked in a solemn voice, "What's wrong?" ”
"Come over first, I've already had someone pick you up, they should be on your side." Xue Hao replied in a deep voice.
As soon as the other party's voice fell, a Volkswagen commercial vehicle had stopped in front of the two.
A guard in a black suit quickly got out of the car, came to Su Mu, and arched his hand: "Is it Mr. Su?" My young master asked me to invite you over. ”
Su Mu didn't reply, and turned to look at Guo Lin.
The latter replied weakly: "I know, help you ask for leave." ”
"I'll tell the old class about asking for leave, you come with me." Su Mu shook his head and replied.
"What am I doing in the past?" Guo Lin's eyes widened.
"Less nonsense, to go?" Su Mu raised his eyebrows and shouted.
"Go, go, go." The little fat man shrank his neck and got into the back seat of the car.
Then Su Mu also slowly got into the car at the invitation of the guards.
……
The Xue family is different from the Qin family, Qin Qian started from scratch on his own, so now that he has money, he begins to enjoy life.
Luxury cars and villas, wine and beautiful women, live a real tyrant life.
In the forties of the last century, the ancestors of the Xue family already had a lot of say in Los Angeles, and the Xue family at that time already had some reputation.
Until today, the Xue family has a history of one hundred and twenty years, which can be described as a century-old family with strong heritage.
Today's old man Xue, that is, Xue Hao's grandfather, Xue Chengtian is eighty years old, and the old man Xue is nostalgic and still lives in the dilapidated community a hundred years ago.
Xihe District, west side of the East Flower Bed.
The six-story residential building looks very dilapidated, and in terms of architectural style, it is similar to Daobei Street, which is almost the most dilapidated community in Los Angeles.
Due to the age of the housing area, for the safety of the old man, the Xue family bought a building in the community, overturned and rebuilt it, and transformed it into a large mansion with a unique style and the taste of the last century.
At present, all the descendants of the Xue family live here.
However, these people only come back to live occasionally, and they are outside, still maintaining the state of high society.
According to Xue Hao, these guys are here to show filial piety, so that the old man will return to the West one day and be able to share more inheritance.
When he came to the gate of the community, Xue Hao had been waiting here for a long time.
Seeing Su Mu and Guo Lin get out of the car, Xue Hao, who was beaming with joy, immediately walked up to greet him: "You guys are here, I'm in a hurry." ”
"What happened?" Su Mu asked.
"Well, let's go in and talk about it." Xue Hao shook his head helplessly.
The two walked all the way inside, and when they came to the Xue family's compound, Su Mu was stunned.
Is this magnificent and classical mansion really a place where people lived in this century?
If this had been placed in the past, what was the difference between it and the Emperor of Temotu?
"Before I came, I thought your family was quite low-key, but now look at it, your family is more high-profile than the Qin family." Su Mu said with envy.
Xue Hao scratched his head in embarrassment and replied: "This is all the meaning of the elders, and the old man didn't agree with it before, but he can't stand a few uncles and uncles fooling around." Besides, this thing has a lot of face. ”
"That's just as well." Su Mu nodded noncommittally.
"Let's go, my dad has been waiting for us inside for a long time." Xue Hao said, and walked towards the mansion.
However, after he walked two steps, he found that Su Mu didn't follow, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Brother Mu. ”
"You just said ...... Your dad is waiting for us too? Su Mu asked in surprise.
"yes. I called you here just to talk. Xue Hao looked like a matter of course.
But Su Mu replied with a bitter face: "Who in the whole of Los Angeles doesn't know that your father is a well-known cold-faced hero, what do I have to talk about with him?" ”
Hearing this, Xue Hao raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "Brother Mu, you won't be scared, right?" ”
"That's not it, it's just a little nervous." Su Mu shrunk his neck.
Just kidding, that's the boss of Xue Zhengxue, who is known as the cold-faced hero, who doesn't wait to lower his head and talk when he sees it? Not to mention that he is just a small high school student, even if he becomes Director Long, he can't be very tough in front of the other party.
"Hey, it's okay, I'm here, my dad is a little hot-tempered and can't eat people." Xue Hao gently pulled Su Mu's wrist and walked towards the mansion.
Hearing what the other party said, Su Mu was even more cowardly: "That, I'll see your father later, what should I pay attention to?" ”
Hearing this, Xue Hao's footsteps suddenly stagnated, and his face couldn't help but become a little solemn.
He bowed his head and muttered for two seconds, then replied, "Just don't say yes when I call Dad." ”
“……”
Su Mu glared at the other party angrily, and wanted to ask something more, but the three of them had already come outside the study.
Knock knock.
After a light knock on the door, a deep voice sounded: "Enter." ”
Xue Hao pushed the door in and grinned, "Dad, Brother Mu is here." ”
Entering the study, Su Mu habitually glanced at the surrounding environment.
Clean, neat, unpretentious, concise.
This was the first message he received.
There is only a bookcase, a desk, and an expensive tea table made of Hainan rosewood, and there are not even calligraphy and paintings on the walls around it, which is so simple that it is hard to believe that this is the study of the old Dong of the Xue Group.
The light in the study is a little dim, it seems that the other party likes this dull environment very much, and the atmosphere is slightly depressing.
But this is also very much in line with the other party's character.
At this time, on the inside of the desk, there was a middle-aged man with a resolute expression and sharp eyes, the other party was wearing a Mao suit, with an unsmiling attitude, holding an ordinary brush, and was copying.
This person is the well-known cold-faced hero, Xue Hao's father, Xue Zheng!
Seeing that the other party didn't take care of him, Xue Hao pulled Su Mu to the desk and spoke again: "Dad, don't write it, Brother Mu is here." ”
"Well, right away." Xue Zheng replied in a calm voice.
After a few breaths, the other party stopped copying, put down the brush in his hand, and raised his eyes to look at Su Mu.
"I have long heard Xue Hao say that he has met a friend who is short and long-hearted, young and old, and now it seems that this kid is not lying." Xue Zheng smiled faintly.
Facing the other party's extremely high evaluation, Su Mu said with a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant: "You have won the prize." ”
"Look at my words, how is it written?" Xue Zheng suddenly pointed to the font he had copied and asked.
Su Mu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I don't know calligraphy, so I can't comment on your font." ”
"It's okay, tell me what you see." Xue Zheng said persistently.
Hearing this, Su Mu carefully looked at the font copied by the other party.
The words written by Xue Zheng are the shape of Wang Xizhi, the calligraphy master Wang Xizhi, the penmanship is exquisite, the pen is chic and elegant, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, like flowing water.
At least in his opinion, the effect of copying is no worse than that of those calligraphy masters in the outside world.
After a short moment of silence, Su Mu said, "Written ...... Very good. ”
That's right, except for 'very good', he really can't think of any good evaluation words, and the other party's font, in the eyes of a person who doesn't know calligraphy, is simply the pinnacle.
He didn't pretend to be clever or cautious, saying something general and flawed, or copying imperfectly, he really thought the writing was very good.
Xue Zheng chuckled, then put away the page, and said, "Okay, let's get down to business." ”
Seeing this, Xue Hao on the side was a little confused, but his father had already spoken, and he had no choice but to give up the doubts in his heart.
When the four of them came to the tea table, Xue Zheng made a pot of fragrant tea for the three of them, and when he made tea, he said to Xue Hao: "Come on." ”
Xue Hao nodded slightly, and then said with a solemn expression: "Brother Mu, I called you over this time because a very strange thing happened last night. ”
"The cause of the incident is this ......"