Two lines of muddy old tears even escaped from under Uncle Zhou's sunglasses, and his whole face was wrinkled and deformed due to choking. He looked like a pitiful old man in his dying years.
"Young hero, please don't take action. Everything can be discussed." Uncle Zhou said again.
Zhou Ming blinked his eyes and did not recognize the voice again. Where did the familiarity come from? Could it be that he heard it wrong? Zhou Ming raised his head to see what happened at the scene. His last impression was that Jiang Di was
He broke his arm, was kicked out by him, and then fell into an unconscious state.
"Second brother, you're awake!" Jin Ren was the first to notice Zhou Ming's movements and said happily. Jin Yi also turned around and looked at Zhou Ming happily.
"Now, what's going on?" Zhou Ming asked confused. He looked around and found that there was only one middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, but he didn't recognize him at all. And this middle-aged man seemed to be blind, and he was still carrying a
Holding a blind stick, he was saying something with tears streaming down his face. Ma Liang, on the other hand, held a short knife in both hands and placed it on the blind man's head, as if he was preparing to do something.[
"That's Uncle Zhou!" Jin Ren said nothing nonsense and recounted what just happened as quickly as possible. "By the way, this person is the blind fortune teller that Ma Kai brought before."
"Is this the person?" Zhou Ming looked at Uncle Zhou suspiciously and murmured: "His appearance is definitely not accidental. It seems that he saved us. But why did he save us?"
"It would be great if someone can save you. Why are you thinking so much?" Jin Yi stared at the activities of Uncle Zhou and Ma Liang intently. Everything that happened now made him extremely disappointed. He originally thought that Uncle Zhou was some unknown master hiding in the world.
As for people, I didn’t expect to show my true colors after being frightened by Ma Liang like this.
"Then get out of here!" Ma Liang said with disgust. He felt that his status had been lowered by fighting such a spineless person.
"Thank you, young hero, thank you, young hero, I'll leave now!" Uncle Zhou smiled humbly.
"Humph, you crazy old man, pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night!" Ma Liang snorted coldly, put the knife back, and was about to turn around and leave.
Jiang Di, who had been watching, suddenly stiffened and shouted: "Liangzi, be careful!"
"Ah, what?" Ma Liang's question froze on his face, his eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible.
Uncle Zhou slowly took back the blind stick from Ma Liang's head. The tears on his face had long disappeared, replaced by a smiling, yet mysterious and unpredictable face.