Hao Zhiyi sat down in a chair and stayed for a long time. A group of underworld guys looked at each other and didn't quite understand what the relationship between this Chinese man and the leaders of his organization was. However, from his speech performance, he should not be an ordinary person.

"So... What's the relationship between the little girl you talked about to succeed and the incoming Kuiba?" Hao Zhi asked with the last line of hope.

"Of course it's the child of Kuiba!" replied black Han proudly.

Is Quebec male or female?

Woman, very beautiful! The black man's eyes glowed with strange worship.

The child in office, that is, Ke Ke's granddaughter, that is, his own granddaughter... Hao Zhi was a little difficult to accept for a while. He was only in his thirties and already had his own granddaughter.

He finally asked weakly, "how old is she?"

"I'm only fourteen years old! Isn't it a joke to inherit such a big gang?" the white leader couldn't help but answer.

Fourteen years old... Hao Zhi looked up at Liangzi, who was in the position over there, and looked at Liangzi strangely. Such a little girl is sixteen years old, and her own granddaughter is younger than her!

Anyway, the search finally came to an end. After a while, Hao Zhi finally accepted the reality. He stood up with his knees pressed and said to the two leaders, take me to meet your Kuiba. I have something to say to her.

The black and white leaders looked at each other and hesitated. Hao Zhi's eyebrows stood up. They nodded helplessly.

Check out! Hao Zhi rolled up his sleeves and brushed on the scanner in front of the counter automatic checkout machine. The crisp electronic female voice echoed in the restaurant: "checkout successful, your remaining credit value, 3.7996400 points..."

Everyone in the restaurant shouted out, my God, so much money?

Hao Zhi looked at the crowd in confusion. Are there many?

Liangzi jumped over: "Grandpa, you are really a rich man. I'm afraid you can buy half of the city with so much credibility!"

Grandpa? The black-and-white leaders went out badly today, and their brains were not enough. The black man stabbed the white man with his elbow. I'll say, this boy is not a mortal!

So a group of people packed up and went out of the restaurant. Outside the door were several medium-sized flying cars with old styles and peeling paint. After they started, the anti gravity engine made a huge roar and disappeared into the depths of the street.

A group of people galloped along the street for a while. Suddenly, the flying car diagonally inserted into the underground tunnel. The tunnel was very deep. The continuous flashing white light lit up inside. After several turns, it slowly drove into a large engineering elevator. The elevator ran underground again. After a while, the door of the elevator opened, and people swarmed outside, much like an underground farmers' market, Several rows of long stalls are guarded by all kinds of people, selling many strange things.

The flying car hung over people's heads and drove away. Finally, it parked on a wide stone square. At the end of the square were several tall buildings connected together, which were scattered at different heights, like the palm of the hand.

"This is our headquarters. The succession ceremony of xinkuiba has not been held yet. Just stay here for the time being. I'll inform you. You wait outside the building!" black Han jumped out of the car and said to Hao Zhi in the car.

Then he trotted into the main building. Hao Zhi saw a patrol team of 20 people at the door of the building, fully armed.

"I can't imagine that a small organization has grown so strong. It seems that Keke's wisdom has indeed played a role that can't be ignored!" Hao Zhi sighed.

"Of course, when the first Kuiba founded the organization, she was just a group of gangsters living in the sewer, looting their homes and seeking some living space in the political gap of the local country. Since the second Kuiba took over, she has designed a complete organizational system and perfect operation mode. We have gradually taken over more than 90% of the smuggling and forbidden weapons in the black market of the whole earth The sale of weapons has become a huge underground system, and the local countries have no way to take polar jihad. "The white leader lit a cigarette, leaned against the front seat, tilted his feet and put them in front of the car.

"Grandpa, the girl you want to see seems to be the third generation after you, just like me. Are you nervous?" Liangzi asked Hao Zhi worried.

"It's false to say I'm not nervous..." Hao Zhi really felt at a loss. "I don't know how to introduce myself!"

"Maybe she's not your granddaughter, so you don't have to be nervous. In case it's the grandmother named Ke Ke and the first Kuiba..." Liangzi seems to have completely inherited the characteristics of Zhang Diandian's mouth.

There is no such possibility! Hao Zhi categorically interrupted her. You'll know when you meet.

Suddenly, black Han's voice came from the car's communicator: "quiba said, please meet the visitors in the conference room. Peter, you're responsible for bringing them here!"

The white leader opened the door with a cigarette in his mouth. He took Hao Zhi, Liangzi and more than a dozen followers into the main building, passed through the bright central hall and came to the door of the conference room. Everyone else guarded the door. Hao Zhi and Liangzi walked in alone.

After a while, the door of the conference room was pushed open by black Han. He glanced at Hao Zhi with complex expression, and then said respectfully to the people outside, please

Then, a Chinese girl with long hair and clean face came in wearing a bright red Taoist robe!

Hao Zhi was shocked by his clothes. They were as wide as Han style, straight to the ankle, with low cuffs and turned out neckline. Dark purple Panlong brocade was embroidered on the bright red background. A round black fish opposite the chest ate white fish.

Such a strange dress, in this repressed space environment, even seems so harmonious and solemn. Hao Zhi also feels a little strange. He politely stands up and nods to the girl.

The little girl's face is still a little baby fat and childish, but her expression is very serious. I think she grew up in the gang. She has more experience and has more knowledge of the scene. She is not in a hurry to speak. She scans each other with her eyes first. The deep part of her smiling eyes is the wisdom and sharp of calmly observing words and colors, which is very similar to Ke Ke.

No, it was as like as two peas. Hao Zhi Leng realized that the 14 year old girl was almost a small version of Wang Yanke. It was almost the same person in all facial expressions and facial expressions.

Hao Zhi could see the spirit for a moment. He was stunned on the spot, and then a burst of sadness floated to his heart. After all, Ke Ke has not been here for 50 years. Even seeing things and missing people and touching the scenery are useless

"Hello, may I have your name?" this small version of "Wang Yanke" first politely stretched out his hand.

Hao Zhi quickly reached out his hand and shook it with her. It was as soft as a boneless hand. It was cool and slipped out of the palm like silk.

"I hear you and my grandmother are old acquaintances?" she turned and sat down in a chair and asked politely.

Hao Zhi was stunned and explained that yes, I was husband and wife with her. We met in the future 70 years ago, but then something happened. I went into the hibernation cabin and just woke up yesterday, and she