"What's the matter?" Feng Jiu looked at him and asked.
"It's their family! Their Zhuo family. Although his father is the son of Zhuo's family, he is not as good as a collaborator in the Zhuo family. He is suppressed by his second uncle everywhere. As for his grandmother, although he is still alive, she is in poor health. I haven't been able to live in a secluded place, and it doesn't matter, this kid and his family are just like Xiao Transparent in Zhuo's house, otherwise, this kid won't be by my side."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu was slightly surprised: "Is there anything like this?" Her heart moved: "Could it be that his father..." There are some things to ask, but they don't seem to be very good.
"You want to ask, his father is not of the Zhuo family's blood?" The old man stroked his beard and smiled and squinted, "In fact, I don't really inquire about this kind of thing related to their family blood, so I really don't think about it. I know too much. If you want to know, you can ask yourself."
Feng Jiu listened to it and thought to himself, thinking about it, it seemed that this matter really had to be asked by Feng Wei, and maybe it really had any connection.
"But the old man tells you, do you know why I call him wood? Actually, he..." When the old man got interested, he stood there and talked about Zhuo Junyue to Feng Jiu.
On the other side, everyone from the Tiger Mercenary Group stood in a daze at this time. They stared at the corpse in one place for a long time before turning their eyes to Guan Xilin who was standing with a big knife.
For Guan Xilin, they only know that he is a new member, and that he is only a temporary member. He has only had two missions with them. Normally, he seems to be no different from other mercenaries, just better than others. That's it.
Who would have thought that such an unremarkable mercenary would have played such a big role in this battle, and it would have brought them such an incredible shock...
In contrast to their dumbfoundedness, Guan Xilin turned around and strode to the pale-faced leader who was sitting aside: "Leader, how are you?"
"I'm okay." Although his face was pale, his heart was agitated and his spirit was fairly good.
He looked at Guan Xilin, who was squatting in front of him, with a grateful smile: "Xiao Guan, thank you this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my life."
"What the leader said, these are all things I should do." Guan Xilin said, looking at the others: "Brothers are all injured, find a place to bandage the wound first!"
"Yes, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Please clean up the scene. Let's leave quickly and find a place to wrap up the wound." The head of the Tiger Mercenary Group panted and said, his voice weak.
"go!"
All of them quickly cleared the scene, the lightly injured supported the seriously injured, and the group quickly left.
But in the dark, Zhuo Jun who saw that scene withdrew his gaze, and then quietly left.
The two who were talking heard the movement and knew that he was back, so they looked back at the same time.Seeing him coming back so soon, the old man asked, "How is it? Who did those mercenaries meet? Are they still alive?"
"What they met was the death mercenary group." Zhuo Junyue said, this voice only stopped, and he heard the old man's stunned voice.
"Death mercenary group? When it's over, aren't they all dead? As far as their strength is concerned, who is the opponent of those people?"
Zhuo Junyue glanced at him and said faintly: "It's not dead, there are strong players in their team."