Chapter 64 Mysterious Old Man

After accompanying Zuoran to many streets, the two walked straight back to the house. Because Wei Dayong was too seriously injured, they could only stay in the hospital for the time being. The cost of hospitalization was very high. During this period, Mao Jiamin had to find a way to earn more points, otherwise, if the subsequent treatment could not keep up, they would suffer from serious sequelae, which would directly affect the mastery of superpowers.

The two of them came to the front door of the house talking and laughing. What surprised Mao Jiamin was that the old man was still standing here before, and he gave Mao a thumbs up to the former after seeing Mao Jiamin and Zuoran.

"Uncle Lu, why are you here?" Zuoran walked up to say hello with Mao Jiamin's arm naughtyly.

"Young man, if you don't tell me such great ability, I will worry about this old bone." The old man who was called Uncle Lu by Zuoran nodded and smiled, then said to Mao Jiamin.

Zuoran pointed at the two of them in surprise and asked, "So you know each other?"

Mao Jiamin smiled and shook her head, let Zuoran enter the room and then quickly bowed deeply to the old man.

"Uncle Lu, I really appreciate you."

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm just telling you the news. Didn't it be that you rescued the little girl Zuoran with your own abilities?"

"Young man, I'm interested in telling you about Brother Li Xing because of your good character. "The old man's words undoubtedly shocked Mao Jiamin again. He had felt the unusualness of the old man, and now he is more interested in the old man's identity.

"I heard that it is from the Wolf-Head Mercenary Group." Although I really want to know more about this old man, the most important thing at the moment is to figure out what Li Xing's so-called elder brother is in the Supernatural Academic.

"Oh? It seems that I don't know anything. I am indeed from the Wolf-Head Mercenary Group, and my status is not low." Mao Jiamin helped the old man and sat on the stone chair next to him.

"His eldest brother Li Duan is indeed a generational figure. Unlike Li Xing, who does everything evil and does evil everywhere based on his status and money." The old man was obviously looking at Mao Jiamin's left hand intentionally or unintentionally when he said these words.

"Then how did you know these things, Uncle Lu?" Mao Jiamin inadvertently asked the question he wanted to know the most. He always believed that the old man was extraordinary. Seeing that he was so old, he looked like a fairy-like figure. If an ordinary person killed Mao Jiamin, he would not believe it.

"Young man, you are very cunning. How I know it doesn't matter. What matters is your current situation. Although Li Duan is a hero of his generation, he is also a famous protector. If you hurt someone's brother, I guess it will take only a long time for someone to come to trouble you." The old man slowly preached with his hand, stroking his chin beard.

"Then do you know Li Duan's current star rating?" Mao Jiamin frowned slightly, thinking that he was also very anxious about this matter.

"It should be three or four stars higher than you. He is an eight-star psychic."

Mao Jiamin was completely shocked. What shocked him was not Li Duan's star rating, but the old man could see through his strength and star rating at a glance. Even the many teachers of the academy did not see the strength he was hiding, but now the old man said it.

The star rating on Mao Jiamin's face is a four-star psychic, but in fact, the hidden power can reach five stars, and the old man suddenly revealed both levels.

"Are you... who are you from the Supernatural Academic?" Mao Jiamin sweated coldly behind her back. She had always looked down on herself too high before, thinking that by relying on the special suppression force to compress the supernatural power, others would completely lose their understanding.

"Hahahahahahaha, young man, don't be nervous, just think I'm just joking." The old man smiled and said, he got up. Seeing this, Mao Jiamin hurriedly stood up.

"We will meet again soon. Before that, you have to survive intact. Just treat it as an entry-level test, hahaha..." After saying that, he did not give Mao Jiamin a chance to speak, but disappeared out of thin air!

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In the room, Zuoran was cooking with joy, while Mao Jiamin was sitting on the cleaned sofa at this moment, thinking about it, having no idea about the identity of the old man.

However, one thing that is certain is that the old man has no malice at all, otherwise it would be easy to deal with his strength. Why should he approach him like this? Of course, he also asked Zuoran. Zuoran's answer was that the old man he had just met recently, who was very kind-faced and helpful.

These messages are almost useless at all. "Forget it, don't think about it." Mao Jiamin rubbed his head. At this time, Zuoran walked in with the dish plate.

The fragrant aroma of the dish made Mao Jiamin's stomach scream in discomfort.

"You're so hungry. Wait until the dishes are served, let's bring some for Dayong after eating?" Mao Jiamin nodded and stared at the dish with saliva. This made Zuoran beside him laugh.

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Amidst the laughter and joy, Mao Jiamin was very full, and the evaluation of Zuoran's craftsmanship was full. After eating in the canteen in the college, it was difficult for Mao Jiamin to find any better food. However, after eating Zuoran's cooking today, it completely subverted his concept of delicious food.

During the time when Zuoran went to prepare the bento, Mao Jiamin came to a small room. Zhao Yue lay inside, opened the door, and a faint fragrance of a girl came towards her, following the fragrance to the bed.

Looking at the girl's lifeless face, Mao Jiamin felt indescribable. The three of them were his friends who had been down the road. Now one was lying in the hospital, and the other was lying here for a long time and could not recover.

As he thought about it, his eyes turned red. No matter how strong Mao Jiamin is, he has just entered the youth stage. The road ahead is still long, and there will be more ups and downs to go through. Even he himself doesn't know if he can last until that day.

Zuoran stood at the door, quietly watching the boy who kept bringing her surprises and surprises. The heart that had not moved for a long time was slowly captured by Mao Jiamin.

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In the hospital corridor not far away, Mao Jiamin and Zuoran came to visit the seriously injured Wei Dayong with carefully prepared bentoes. When they saw Wei Dayong with bandages all over their bodies, Zuoran hurried forward and opened the bento.
Chapter completed!