"What's the matter?" Feng Jiu looked at him and asked.

"It's their family! Although his father is the eldest son of the Zhuo family, he is not as good as a side branch in the Zhuo family. He is suppressed by his second uncle everywhere. Although his grandmother is still there, she has been living in seclusion because of her poor health and doesn't care about anything. The boy's family is like a little transparent in the Zhuo family, otherwise, this boy wouldn't be with me."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuwei was surprised: "Is there anything wrong?" She moved her heart: "Is his father..." Some words to ask, but it seemed that it was not good.

"You want to ask, is his father not the blood of the Zhuo family?" The old man stroked his beard and squinted his eyes: "Actually, I don't know much about the old man that is related to their family's blood, so I really don't know much about this. If you want to know, you can ask for it yourself."

Feng Jiu thought about it secretly after hearing this, thinking that it seemed that the Feng Guards really had to ask about it, maybe there was something to do with it.

"But the old man tells you, do you know why I called him Mutou? Actually, he..." The old man stood there and talked about Zhuo Junyue to Fengjiu.

On the other side, the members of the Tiger Mercenary Group were standing in a daze at this time. They were staring at the corpse on the ground for a long time before turning their eyes to Guan Xilin who was standing with a big knife in his hand.

As for Guan Xilin, they only knew that he was a new member and was just a temporary member. He had only conducted two missions with them. In the past, he seemed to be no different from other mercenaries, but he was only less than others.

Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous mercenary played such a great role in this battle, and brought them such an incredible shock...

In contrast to their dullness, Guan Xilin turned around and strode to the side of the commander who was sitting beside the pale face: "Captain, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Although his face was pale, he was excited and in good spirits at this time.

He looked at Guan Xilin who was squatting in front of him and smiled gratefully: "Xiao Guan, thank you this time. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to save my life."

"Whatever 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 advisable to stay here for a long time. Clean up the scene. Let's leave quickly and find a place to bandage the wounds before talking about it." The leader of the Tiger Mercenary Group said gasping, his voice weak.

"Walk!"

They quickly cleared the scene, and the minor injuries supported the severe ones, and the group quickly left.

And in the dark, when Zhuo Jung-Choo saw that scene, he withdrew his gaze and left quietly.

The two men who were talking heard the movement and knew that he was back, so they looked back at the same time. Seeing that he was coming back so soon, the old man asked, "How are you? Who did those mercenaries meet? Are they still alive?"

"What they encountered was the Death Mercenary Group." Zhuo Junyue said, and after he paused, the old man's shocked voice came.

"The Death Mercenary Group? It's over, then aren't they all dead? With their strength, how can they be the opponent of those people?"
Chapter completed!