Chu Tingting's gentle whisper was still in his ears. After Zhou Ming hung up the phone, he was stunned for a long time.
Although the fate of tonight is uncertain, it does not mean that he will not be able to retreat peacefully! Even for Chu Tingting, he will walk out of the Tianxing Club alive! Zhou Ming stood up, clenched his fists, and looked into the distance, suddenly full of pride.
A burst of music suddenly sounded. Zhou Ming was stunned and realized that he was in a square. The music was coming from the radio above. Usually at this time, there are always a group of old ladies singing to the music in the open space in front.
Dancing, but tonight there was no one around. Zhou Ming suddenly thought of someone, so he walked around the square with a try mentality, and finally saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure under a dim light.
He was found!
It was a fortune-telling stall. A wretched-looking old man was sitting in front of the stall, with a pair of sunglasses on his nose. He seemed to be a blind man. Next to him was a banner erected with the inscription "Tiekou Divine Fortune Teller". The old man was wearing a dirty suit.
His clothes didn't show any air of superiority. There were usually many fortune-telling stalls gathered here, but at this time of the murder, in the lonely night, he was the only one sitting there alone, still waiting for business to come to him.
Zhou Ming sat down in front of the stall and looked at the blind man attentively, as if trying to discern some clues from his expression.[
The blind man sat upright and asked, "What do you want to see, little brother? Career or love?"
Zhou Ming smiled and said: "Aren't you blind? How do you know that I am a little brother?"
The blind man was unmoved and said seriously: "If you can't even guess this, how can you tell someone's fortune?"
Zhou Ming coughed and asked again: "It is said that there will be a big chaos in Xinxiang City these days. The citizens here are all in danger. They will not go out if they can. Why are you still here?"
The blind man said: "We and other worldly experts, the more chaotic the world is, the harder it is to blame them. How can we protect ourselves behind closed doors?"
"Okay." Zhou Ming said, "Then the chaos is coming, what are you going to do?"
The blind man said: "Whether the world is in chaos or not depends on your hands, little brother. Why are you asking me again?"
"In my hands... in my hands..." Zhou Ming murmured, and suddenly slapped the table: "Uncle Zhou, you don't recognize me anymore? Why are you pretending to be a ghost?"
It turned out that this blind man was Uncle Zhou who saved the lives of Zhou Ming and others on the graveyard! At that time, he just said "Black Butterfly, Ye Piaofei, Tu Renjie, don't leave", and then shouted the arrogant Jiang Di away!
Zhou Ming vaguely remembered the square where he set up a stall to tell fortunes. He had always wanted to look for him in his spare time. Unexpectedly, he was always entangled in trivial matters. It was not until today that the war was about to take place. He had some time to wander around, but he really couldn't find him.
Getting along takes no effort at all.
"Hey, do you know me?" Under Uncle Zhou's sunglasses, his eyes were wandering.
Zhou Ming felt a sense of powerlessness: "Uncle Zhou, can we open the skylight and speak frankly? Don't all worldly experts like you love to play tricks and whet your appetite?"
The words "Exalted Master" made Uncle Zhou smile with joy: "Haha, haha, I guess you have a good sense. Tell me, what can you ask me for? I see that you are full of worries, and there seems to be a hint of sadness in your tone.
I mean, could it be that you’ve fallen out of love?”
"Single fight, let's go together!" Zhou Ming suddenly shouted and quickly reached out with one hand to grab Uncle Zhou's sunglasses!