Chapter 384 The Teddy Bear of the Tenth Pledge Number

The equipment and other things about the war spirit will come out soon. They will come out with the dynasty legions. By the way, why did Su Zhongwu think that Wang Ce can only be the second master of Jiuzhou? Who can guess? The answer is very obvious.

Ah, for the sake of 70,000 votes, we will fight!

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The climate in Haizhou is very good and it is full of sunshine all year round.

Wang Ce's heart was filled with haze and growing anger bit by bit, and he kept moving and searching and shouting: "Master!"

Some people who were secretly surveillance were thinking: If he was Wang Ce, then the woman would think it was Su Mei?

Is these three flowers of Martial Master Wang Ce? Of course, no one recognizes Wang Ce's first time in Haizhou.

Wang Ce fell anxiously on the roof and was about to rise into the air when a middle-aged man with a smile suddenly shouted below: "Do you know if you are from Lord Wang Ce from the Eastern North Tang Dynasty?"

Wang Ce's eyes were fixed and he jumped down and nodded. The man smiled apologized: "The little one knows where Master Wang's master and Master Su Mei are going."

The man smiled apologized and submitted a letter and a package with respect: "Mr. Wang, this was specially entrusted by Master Sumei to bring it to the adults. The younger ones must hand it over to the adults in person!"

Okay. Wang Ce frowned, took a list of letters, and took a piece of gold and threw it to this person: "Thank you! Who are you and what business are you doing?"

The man smiled and looked more respectful: "The youngest one is the shopkeeper of the Shihui Piao number, and the boss asked me to provide convenience for Lord Su."

Wang Ce nodded. The man's smile was the most familiar to him. If you really think that people are respectful, you will have to be deceived.

After thinking a little, Wang Ce paused: "In this way, was my master's whereabouts revealed to the Su family by your Tenth Voting Number?"

The man rubbed his hands and smiled awkwardly: "I don't know what the young one is. The young one is just the small shopkeeper of the Shihui Piao number. However, the boss told the young one that if the adults were interested, maybe they would invite the adults to meet the owners together, or maybe the boss would come to visit the adults!"

Wang Ce waved his hand and gestured, and didn't say good or bad. The man stepped down a little at a loss.

It was the Tenhui Piao No. Wang Ce shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh, or be angry, or should he take his anger? Two years ago, he handed Yu Jiao a sum of money and brought it back to the state of sacrificial state, just in case.

The money he obtained in the Northern Tang Dynasty in an improper way has been used in two years, just like spending money to waste money. Last year, there was not much left, and the end of the year was the money of the rich man Su Mei.

Su Mei's money also exists in the Shihui Piaohao. Su Zhongwu has a personal relationship with the owner of the Shihui Piaohao. Once you pay attention, you will be able to find Su Mei's whereabouts. In the past two years, if Wang Ce had not shot another place, Su Mei would have been discovered in a large number of practice materials.

While returning to the inn, he gave the shopkeeper silver as compensation to avoid arousing hostility from Daxuan. When Tan Ji Ru was in charge, Nanya was arrested very strictly in this regard. If he did not compensate, he would commit a crime. If he was not arrested, he would be wanted.

It’s just for ordinary warriors, but it’s too embarrassing to be wanted because he refuses to compensate. Therefore, the deified masters rarely fight in crowded towns and would rather go to the wild to fight.

While drinking strange herbal tea, Wang Ce read Su Mei's letter carefully again. Su Mei was a smart woman. She vaguely noticed some of her father's words, but she knew that she didn't understand it, so she simply wrote it in the letter word for word.

Some words seem to be said to Su Zhongwu not for Su Mei, but for Su Mei. Wang Ce felt this and thought about it carefully. In terms of Emperor Lu, Su Zhongwu's point of view was obviously something he had never expected before.

Wang Ce thought carefully and admitted that he was worthy of being the deputy chief of staff of a superpower. His strategic vision was shocking.

If Liulong City is not dead, Wang Ce will have a temporary crisis, but the future will be a situation of death. On the other hand, if Liulong City dies two years ago, the next emperor will immediately start revenge, regardless of whether it is reasonable, and there will be no danger in the future.

One is the danger in the future, and the other is the danger in front of you.

Wang Ce really never thought two years ago that whether Emperor Lu died or not would have such long-term sequelae.

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"Hehe, it's so funny. The second best in the world?"

Wang Ce was happy. He suddenly felt that Su Zhongwu had a talent for comedy. He knew why Su Zhongwu believed so. No matter how great his future achievements Wang Ce made, he could only reach the height of the second strongest person in the nine continents.

However, Comrade Old Su, you are wrong. Wang Ce smiled, full of confidence.

After carefully savoring the words of her father who Su Mei reposted, Wang Ce noticed a little interesting and worthy of speculation from it.

Well, it seems that she will be the best result for the time being. Wang Ce took his chin and his eyes were clear. He never returned to the state of Shuzhou because he was afraid that he would implicate Ruyitang. If he dared to appear in Shuzhou in the first year, the Dalu Army would definitely crush Shuzhou with a force of magnitude.

The second year, Emperor Lu woke up, but there was no big problem. However, Ji Qianbai was unexpectedly willing to take charge, and Wang Cele devoted himself to practicing in the ghost world and tried to get equipment for the Zhan Ling Army.

On that day, Wang Ce severely injured Emperor Lu several times in a row, but unfortunately his last sword failed to stab the vital part of the heart because of the shattered water sword. Of course, Wang Ce couldn't say whether it was better for him to die or live in Liulong City.

They just have their own benefits.

Even so, Emperor Lu suffered extremely painful injuries and was unconscious. He was unconscious for half a year and was completely unable to deal with the government. If it weren't for the royal family and the cabinet, I was afraid that Dalu would have stopped.

Emperor Lu's injuries only improved at the end of the year before. It was only in the middle of last year that he could barely summon his subordinates. It was not until the end of the year that he could only have a court meeting every ten days.

Liulong City is alive and alive, and is good and bad for Wang Ce. As of now, the thorn that day was only able to maintain the status quo for two years, and it was worth it. In the past two years, it means that Dalu lost an important step at the starting line of the battle for hegemony.

Many times, time is really important. In Chinese history, if Chai Rong died a few years later, it is still hard to say whether he would be as good as the Northern Song Dynasty.

After thinking about it, Wang Ce quickly took it calmly and took a look at the bag. It contained more than 2 million silver notes left by Su Mei and a large number of drugs for the treatment of the War Spirit.

I am the Sanhua Martial Master, and it is time to return to the Sin State. Wang Ce thought about it for a while and it is difficult to guarantee that Dalu will not be attacked when he goes back. He is the Sanhua Martial Master. The War Spirit Legion is not a problem and can compete with Dalu Army.

Only strategic force is too lacking. We must keep the human-shaped nuclear bomb Ji Qianbaihao in the state of sin, so that we can compete with the law.

Wang Ce complained and waved his hand, muttering: "I originally wanted to go to Zhongzhou, it doesn't matter. Then go back first."

Will you please visit the owner of the Tenhui Piao Number?

There were all kinds of wild thoughts flowing through his thoughts like flowing water, and they were in a mess. If he had to be more vivid, the various information and thoughts in his thoughts would fall down like various codes on the computer screen.

Wang Ce didn't care either. He yawned comfortably, squinted his eyes leisurely, and almost fell asleep.

Half a dream and half awake, the knock on the door suddenly woke up. Wang Ce wiped his mouth, yawned a lot, and said lazily: "Come in!"

The man who handed the letter to him was in front of him, a thick man with a back and a bear-waisted waist, but he was dressed in luxurious clothes. He laughed boldly without saying a word: "Gao Teddy, a lottery number in the Xiashihui, is here to take the liberty this time, hoping not to disturb Lord Wang's rest!"

"It's because I, Gao, have been fascinated by Lord Wang for a long time, and this time I'm really unbearable."

Teddy Wang Ce endured the hard work so he hurriedly got up and clasped his fists and smiled: "It turns out it's Boss Gao, please! I want to thank Boss Gao for this matter this time."

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After a polite greeting, Gao Taidi is a man with a rough face and a heroic person. His words and conversations are quite interesting. After a while, he was very close to each other. He finally got to the point: "Mr. Wang was successful and famous in all directions, and became the Three Flower Martial Master. Gao admired such achievements!"

Wang Ce waved his hand modestly: "Luck. Luck. Like the Tenth Pick Number, that is truly worthy of admiration. This business has been achieved in every place in the world." He is absolutely sincere.

The size of Jiuzhou is that since the birth of the ticket number, various ticket numbers have emerged one after another. However, the Shihui ticket numbers have always been among the top three of the ticket numbers, which is definitely a skill.

Gao Teddy expressed dissatisfaction: "Sir, I, Mr. Gao, have only occupied one of the ten-member vote numbers, and it is not the achievement of me, Mr. Gao."

"Brother Gao is too humble. If you can invest in the Tenth Club Point Number, it means that Brother Gao is capable." Wang Ce said with a smile.

The Shihui Piaohao was founded many years ago by ten piaohaos. Since then, it has maintained the top ten shareholders, and some have withdrawn and some have joined. Since then, many years of ups and downs, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and never fell out of the top three piaohaos.

Don’t look at Gao Teddy’s heroic and unrestrained appearance. She seems to be more like a martial artist than a businessman. But in fact, none of whom can invest in the stock market has a net worth less than 50 million.

There are many Jiuzhou tickets, each with its own positioning. However, among them, not many can achieve intercontinental intercontinental status.

While the conversation was very enthusiastic, Gao Taidi Dalala explained to her entourage: "Go and ask Yuntailou to prepare a meal of wine and food to bring it here. I have a lot of important things to talk about with Lord Wang."

Seeing that all the followers had left, Wang Ce smiled and the highlight came.

Sure enough, Gao Taidi looked serious: "Gao was so proud that he called him "Brother". You know, brother, my business is not easy to do. These days, it has been a chaotic world. No one's business is easy to do."

"The Shihui Piao Number is not the same as the Piao Number in previous years. It is not easy to do in this chaotic era, so I am not afraid of talking about it. There are also a lot of controversy in the Piao Number itself."

Gao Taidi sneered: "There are fewer ones and more ones, so why are they called Shihui Piao Number?"

Wang Ce nodded and said in surprise: "Wait, I always heard that the Shihui Piao number of our bank moved to Dongzhou hundreds of years ago. Why?"

Gao Taidi smiled bitterly: "The headquarters of Piaohao has been moved, but where is this person? That is the headquarters." He paused and his eyes were bright: "In the era of the Human Emperor, this was a chaotic world that has been around for decades."

"I heard that there are only four human emperors." Gao Taidi seemed to smile bitterly, but he was observing Wang Ce with his eyes: "But if he conquers a continent, he will naturally want to unify the nine continents."

Wang Ce frowned: "Four Human Emperors? Where did you hear it?"
Chapter completed!